Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 171 Slaying the Spirit Venerable, the Spirit Emperor Appears

"As expected of someone who can kill the special envoy in white, it's a pity that this deity is here. Today, your legend will come to an end!"

A vast sound sounded.

boom!
In the sky above the imperial city, a long spear rising with black flames pierced through the formation, and a wisp of imperial power descended from the sky, instantly breaking the sword energy condensed by Jian Fengyun.

There was a sweetness in the throat instantly, and a ray of bright red flowed out from the corner of Jian Yufeng's mouth in an instant.

The Imperial City formation suddenly disintegrated, Jian Fengyun, as the controller of the formation, was the first to be hurt, the sword energy in his body was disordered, and all internal organs were displaced.

Jian Fengyun's figure stepped back a few steps, coughed lightly, and the ground was stained red with blood, looking very frightening.

"Wrapped in black, holding the Black Flame Spear of the Supreme Soldiers of the Imperial Dao, could this be the legendary envoy in black of the Pill Yuan Sect." The man in black who came from the sky with a warrior king couldn't help but be horrified.

At this moment, there are already many people from big forces flocking to watch the battle.

It is difficult not to attract their attention to such a shocking battle in the imperial city.

"It turned out to be him. 6000 years ago, he alone killed the three ancestors of the hermit family in the south, slaughtered the whole family, and retreated. Special envoy!" Among the people who had just arrived, some of the leaders of the party, big men, immediately showed horror when they saw this person.

"Who are you?" Jian Fengyun was seriously injured, but his mind was still calm, he scanned the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him, and asked.

"I am the black-clothed special envoy of Dan Yuanzong——Heisha, you can call me Death God!" The black-clothed man smiled coldly at Jian Fengyun, and said.

"Heisha, kill him quickly!" Venerable Heihuo regained his composure and ordered immediately.

"Deputy Sect Master, if I remember correctly, I shouldn't need to obey your orders, right?" Heisha turned his head coldly, glanced at Venerable Blackfire, and asked indifferently.

Venerable Heihuo's tone faltered, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, you are only entrusted to the suzerain, but this son is extremely talented, if you don't kill him today, tomorrow will definitely be a serious problem for my Dan Yuanzong confidant!"

Heisha smiled coldly, and said: "You don't need to tell me what to do, you just need to watch from the sidelines now!"

After saying that, Heisha turned his eyes to Jian Fengyun.

Under the mask, he opened his mouth and said: "I heard that you are proficient in swordsmanship, formation, and alchemy. I don't know if you are interested in joining me. I will keep you safe!"

While speaking, the black flame spear in his hand trembled, the law runes lit up, and the majestic majesty crushed Jian Fengyun.

"Crackling!" A burst of brittle bones suddenly came from Jian Fengyun's body.

At this moment, Jian Fengyun was seriously injured in his body, unable to mobilize his sword energy, he could only face the majestic majesty with his physical body, his body was like a towering mountain pressing down on the top, a white light lit up above his physical body, and there was faintly the power of law circulating.

Jian Fengyun didn't change his face, and calmly said: "It's fine to join your subordinates, but I have one condition!"

Heisha looked at the white light above Jian Fengyun's body, couldn't help frowning, turned his gaze to Jian Fengyun's eyes, and said, "What conditions?"

"The condition is—"

Jian Fengyun paused for a while, and instantly took out a bottle of Qihui Dan from the storage ring, poured it into his mouth like eating jelly beans, and retreated violently.

"Go to hell!"

In ten breaths, Jian Fengyun's sword energy in his body had already recovered to [-]%. He struck out a magic formula in his hand, spit out a mouthful of blood, swallowed a seven-return pill, and cast another magic formula, going back and forth three times.

The spiritual power in Jian Fengyun's body was exhausted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained his white robe red.

"Yang Yun, let me see, what level has your Qin Yin Transformation Formation reached!"

Although Jian Fengyun was severely wounded in his body and his spiritual power was exhausted, his body stood proudly like a three-foot long sword, and his eyes swept firmly into the void.

The spell that was only cast after draining Jianfengyun Lingfu three times, just caused a ripple in the void, and then disappeared.

Just when everyone thought that the three formulas were useless.

The surrounding air changed drastically, and the power of heaven and earth stormed in violently.

Inside the imperial city, one after another of ancient formation patterns, runes light up, supernatural powers and laws, Daowei overwhelming.

The power of these formation patterns condensed a figure in white in the sky, and the divine light flowed on the figure in white, sitting upright in the void, and a long piano appeared in his hand.

In the sky above the imperial city, the illusory Changqin, countless runes and laws light up, the sky and the earth change color, and the Daowei hangs down, pouring out a heavenly and penetrating holy power.

With the imperial city as the center, within a radius of [-] li, all the powerhouses above the Spirit King Realm could feel it.

Thousands of miles away from the imperial city, in a certain blessed place, an elderly spirit emperor looked at the white phantom above Tianyang Imperial City, and couldn't help muttering: "It's actually a holy formation left by a great sage. , there are still holy relics in Qingyun Domain!"

Imperial City Tianyang Taoist Temple, Back Mountain, Tianyang Hall

The three white-haired and long-bearded old men who had been sleeping for an unknown number of years suddenly opened their eyes, looked at the sky above the imperial city with shocking faces, and said in unison.

"The formation left by that lord has actually been activated!"

The ground of the entire Tianyang Daoist Temple shook violently, and a huge beast roar resounded throughout the Tianyang Daoist Temple.

In Tianyang Taoist Temple, thousands of miles underground, a huge dragon tortoise raised its head impressively, its deep eyes penetrated thousands of miles of soil, looking at the white phantom in the sky of the imperial city.

"Master, is that you?"

"Is this the foundation of the royal family? I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Under such a large formation, even the emperor must fall!" In the imperial city, the elder of a certain big family said deeply.

In an instant, all the thousands of miles in the imperial city were alarmed.

Inside the Wanbao Building, Qian Jinzhuo looked at the sky and knelt down suddenly: "I salute the saint!"

Inside the imperial city, all warriors felt a wave of holy power descending. Looking at the white-clothed figure above the imperial city, like a phantom of a saint, manifested in the void, under the holy power, all living beings knelt down.

A kind of holy power originating from the soul made them have to kneel!

"The six-stringed long qin contains the holy way, and the silver strings caress the lives of thousands of people."

I saw the figure in white, shrouded in law, playing the qin slightly, under the faint sound of the qin, the whole formation seemed to be moving, the formation pattern flowed, and a ray of holy power in the imperial city turned into sword energy and flew out.

A wisp of holy mighty sword slashed directly at Heisha.

Heisha, who is at the peak of the Spiritual Venerable Realm, holds the ultimate weapon of the imperial way in his hand. Under this ray of sword energy, he doesn't even have the courage to lift the ultimate weapon of the imperial way.

Shengwei flashed by, and Heisha exploded into a cloud of blood mist. In his hand, the Black Flame Spear of the Supreme Soldiers of the Imperial Dao, the runes shattered, the light was exhausted, and fell to the ground.

"Keng!" There was a crisp sound.

Above the void, the phantom of the saint moved his fingers again, but at this moment, the power of heaven and earth was obviously not working, and it only made him condense a very dim sword energy. The next moment, the entire phantom slowly faded away. Get away.

Although the sword qi was dim, it contained holy power. Under the emperor, he didn't even have the courage to resist.

"Don't!" Venerable Blackfire seemed to smell the breath of death, his eyes were wide open, full of fear.

Just as the sword energy was about to fall, a page of black scriptures suddenly appeared in the air.

There was an ancient aura emanating from the scriptures, and the black light spread over the scriptures, which blocked the ray of holy power and sword energy.

"Whoever kills the Emperor, shall die!"

(End of this chapter)