The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

I saw Netherworld draw a complex gray rune in the sky, and then raised his hand (bfdj) to retract the shriveled heart, which was still beating slowly, into the black robe.

"The next thing is the gift this deity gives you, so you can look forward to it slowly."

Nether Pluto waved at Daoist Receptionist and Daoist Zhunti, then carried the magic weapon, turned and jumped into the rune on the avenue in front of him.

The deafening roar of "Boom Rumble" sounded between the heavens and the earth, and then the entire space continued to twist, and finally disappeared on the battlefield of the entire Conferred God Battle along with Netherworld Star and that mysterious magic weapon.

With the disappearance of Netherworld's figure, the rioting magic law in the entire sky also disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the golden light dimly obscuring the sky.

The Daoist Receiver and the Daoist Zhunti looked at each other and sighed at the same time, which seemed a little regretful.

On the city tower, Jiang Ziya and Nezha, who were eager to see through, also saw the whole sky fluctuate violently, and finally the black magic cloud quickly retreated. In their eyes, only the thin golden light and the two Western sects on the top of the cloud remained. The figure of the saint.

In mid-air, at this time, there was a body wrapped in a black robe, head down and planted straight towards the ground..."

Chapter [-]: Devil Emperor's Body

"what is that?"

The sharp-eyed Nezha soon noticed the black shadow that was falling from the sky, and couldn't help but stretch out his finger and ask where it was.

The others also looked up and found the black shadow wrapped in the black robe, and everyone couldn't help but shudder.

"Could it be that the devil was killed~?"

"Looking like this, it doesn't seem to have any breath of life."

"The two saints shot, even if they didn't die, they should have been seriously injured, but if they hit it so high, it is estimated that they will become flesh."

Everyone fixed their eyes on the black shadow that was still falling from the sky. Finally, Lei Zhenzi volunteered to check it out, and then jumped high on the city wall.

Behind Lei Zhenzi, a pair of five-meter-long black wings instantly opened with a "snap" sound. After flicking his wings, Lei Zhenzi flew towards the sky like lightning.

Lightning drew a residual trace on Lei Zhenzi's flight path, flashing bright blue-purple rays of light.

In the blink of an eye, Lei Zhenzi fluttered his wings and flew to the trajectory of the figure's falling, and then everyone watched from a distance as Lei Zhenzi stretched out his hands and grabbed the black shadow wrapped in the black robe. The figure rotated several times in the air, subtly removing the strong impact.

The pale golden light on the sky is still dissipating bit by bit, and after the magic law full of darkness and oppression disappeared, the haze shrouded in the hearts of all sentient beings also faded.

At this time, there are countless ordinary people and all living beings kneeling on the ground with sincerity and sincerity, constantly bowing to the salvation of the saint.

Lei Zhenzi held the black shadow in both hands, and flew towards the tower with a slightly ugly face, and finally landed firmly in front of the generals of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Lei Zhenzi retracted his wings and put down the body wrapped in the black robe.

The crowd immediately gathered around, and Huang Feihu used the weapon in his hand to lift the tattered black robe. When everyone saw the figure wrapped in the black robe, they couldn't help but sigh.

Wrapped in the black robe is the face of Nether Star, or should be said to be the body that Nether Star has always borrowed. · · · Flowers · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·??????????

Shen Gongbao's corpse, which had no life breath, was quietly wrapped in a black robe at this time. The whole person was so pale that there was no blood at all, and he was even as thin as a skeleton. All over his body were the scars left by the battle. , and some even showed signs of decay.

Shen Gongbao's right arm had disappeared because of the battle with Daoist Receptionist and Daoist Zhunti, and when Netherworld left the battlefield, he also discarded the body that was already broken. .. ...... 0

Without the Netherworld star, this body would no longer have any function, and could only be wrapped in a black robe. The only remaining hand covered his face like a chicken claw, covering the face that was already frightened and fearful.

Looking at the dead Shen Gongbao, the generals of the Western Zhou Dynasty did not know what to say for a while.

"If it wasn't because I was jealous that I held the Conferred God Ranking in my hands and tried to compete for my own achievements, how could I be coveted by the demons and end up like this?"

In the end, Jiang Ziya shook his head and said with a sigh.Where."

Chapter [-]: King Wu Comes

As a fellow apprentice and brother, Jiang Ziya was quite emotional when he saw Shen Gongbao's tragic end at this time.

"Grandpa, what should I do with his body?"

Huang Feihu put the black robe back over the hideous-looking corpse, then looked at Jiang Ziya and asked.

"It's all up to His Majesty, but since that demonic disciple has been using Shen Gongbao's body to help Taishi Wen, then I'd better send his body back to Taishi Wen."

King Wu listened to Jiang Ziya's suggestion, pondered for a while and then nodded.

"I just listened to the Taigong and ordered the body to be sent back to the Shang Dynasty army."

"As ordered."

"Wait a minute."

At this moment, the sound of two people brushing together came from above everyone's heads.

Looking up, everyone realized that it was the two saints who had just fought Netherworld Star. At this time, they were standing calmly on the golden clouds with their faces, and slowly descended over the city tower.

The golden light, filled with a peaceful atmosphere, shrouded the sky above the entire city.

When they saw the two saints descending over the city in person, all the soldiers of the Western Zhou Dynasty in the city, as well as the common people, all looked at the two figures above the city tower with burning eyes, and bowed in situ. down.

Throughout the city, the voices of people shouting "Saints" continued to be heard in the ears of King Wu Jiang Ziya and the others on the city tower. Similarly, it also entered the ears of the Daoist Receptionist and the Daoist Zhunti.

The Daoist Receptionist and Daoist Zhunti who stood on the golden auspicious clouds looked at each other without saying a word, but they all had meaningful smiles on their faces.

Looking down at these worshiping creatures in the city, the Daoist Zhunti chuckled and waved his Taoist robe towards the city, and a little golden fluorescent light flew out and fell towards the city.

When the light spot melted into the bodies of those who suffered because of the war, everyone seemed to have been healed and guided, and they were even more excited to kowtow to Daoist Receptionist and Daoist Zhunti on the clouds.

"We are saints from the West. My name will be cited, and his name will be mentioned."

The receptionist introduced to King Wu and the others that he still had a Daoist quasi-ti, and then the two stood on the cloud, bowed their heads slightly towards King Wu and said in unison:

"I have seen His Majesty King Wu......"