Chapter 222 Desperate Life

Sitting quietly on the ground, there was no hope or distracting thoughts at this time. He waited quietly for death. He even began to regret why he had to break into this ruins hall, which was originally a trap.

The emperor walked to Yingri's eyes, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty, raised his right hand, which was still wriggling muscles, slowly put his palm on the spirit of Yingri, sucked up Yingri's body like that, and flew away from the ground with himself and floated on the void.

Even if he wanted to resist, Yingri did not have the ability at this time, because he had been bound by the vast holy demon spirit emitted by the emperor.

Do you really want to end your life here? Unwilling, there is really too much unwillingness in Ying Ri's heart, but what? In the face of absolute power, all ideals and ambitions, all concerns and enmities are just a cloud.

Zijin Jingyuan is constantly sucked out of the Yingri Tianling by the emperor. The latter, who has the holy demon martial arts, is impacting the unprecedented martial emperor. He can feel that if he completely absorbs Yingri Jingyuan, he may be able to directly break through another height that has never been seen in a thousand years.

"Ha, ha... I didn't expect that a Wu Zun in the district would have such a huge body. This time, I really met a great transformation, and even God would help me."

Feeling the continuous loss of the essence of the body, Ying Ri has lost a trace of strength at this time, and his consciousness is becoming more and more blurred and illusory.

However, the arrogant laughter of the emperor is invisibly hitting the depths of Yingri's consciousness. This laughter is really a great irony for the latter.

In an instant, Ying Ri, who had already had a vague consciousness, clearly felt that the emperor at this time was enjoying the double impact of the spirit and body brought to him by Jingyuan, and there was no defensive spirit at all.

A martial master who is about to be sucked dry can bring any threat to the emperor who has gradually restored his cultivation to the strength of the emperor. In this situation, no one knows what the final consequences are.

"Hay, happy, so strong and curious physique, I will reach an unprecedented peak from this, and I will..., ah..."

Just as the emperor's roared, an inexplicable sword spirit flew out silently from the mouth of the sun's heart and shot directly into the heart of the emperor's just formed, and went straight to the holy demon spirit in the brain.

Heart Sword, this is the invincible secret move created by Yingri - Heart Sword!

This move can only be successfully attacked and effective when others have no soul consciousness. Although the move seems to be very useless, it is a great reversal of vitality for the day at this time.

Because the person with the central sword, no matter how strong his cultivation is, his life will be under the absolute control of the day!

Even the aliens of the demon clan and the endangered Yin, who are on the verge of the shadow of the demon emperor, have no way to resist under this move, not to mention the emperor.

A shock exhaled from the mouth of the blood basin of the emperor, but in an instant, his spiritual knowledge was cut to pieces by the heart sword and disappeared directly in the world.

died, the emperor died, and he didn't even know how he died.

When he waited for nearly a thousand years and was about to regain his life, he died in the hands of Yingri, laughingly and sadly.

In this world, who can expect that there will be such strange tricks as 'heart sword'? A dying martial arts master takes the life of a martial emperor with one move. Who can believe this kind of thing?

In the big array he laid, the person in his hand was dying, and the emperor did not need to lay spiritual defense on his body, but it was this gap that brought irreparable sad results to him.

The two bodies fell to the ground from the void. At this time, the purple gold essence, which had not been fully absorbed by the emperor, slowly returned from the current, poured out from their hands, and returned to their original owners again.

With the fall of the emperor, the array outside the hall also disappeared by itself at this moment. The array turned out to be the spiritual knowledge of the emperor!

With a spiritual array and a formation to protect himself, it is no wonder that even if the emperor has no body, he is not worried that the site will be destroyed by some more cultivated descendants.

This result was not even expected by Ying Ri himself!

Looking at the emperor who collapsed on the ground and his flesh and blood were quickly shrinking to his brain, he was shocked. If he had made a move later just now, he might have died here now.

"I... I actually succeeded..." Ying Ri's lips moved gently and muttered with a dull face.

At the critical moment, Ying Ri relied on the only remaining consciousness to stimulate the strange sword spirit in his body and condensed the heart sword to issue this last blow. However, what he did not expect was that the heart sword really successfully entered the body of Zhengtian Wuhuang. Fortunately, Ying Ri clearly proved that the spirit of Tianwu Emperor was hidden in his brain. In the holy demon martial spirit, this can use the heart sword to attack in time.

Everything was like a dream, but he did it on the right day.

The result came so suddenly, but it was such a surprise.

"Holy Demon Spirit!"

The dullness of the day only lasted less than a minute, and there was an eager look on his face, and there was an exclamation in his mouth.

The right hand bent into claws, and the body looked forward, and then the sacred demon martial arts in his body surged into his hands, and manipulated the holy demon martial spirit that began to appear in the emperor's brain and manipulated it in his palm.

Under normal circumstances, if the origin of martial arts loses its host, it will dissipate directly between heaven and earth and turn into nothingness.

Looking at the holy demon martial arts that has gradually stabilized in his heart, Yingri's mouth gradually raised a satisfied smile. The source of the black and white, light and darkness coexist, is beating with joy. Every time he beats, his heart is pounding.

This is the source of the martial spirit of a strong martial emperor, and this source of martial arts is the same body as the holy demon!

It's really a blessing if you don't die. Ying Ri turned his head and looked at the treasures that had just been swept away by the waves of attack on the ground of the hall, with a bright smile on his face.

'Whether it's the holy demon of the emperor, or the treasure all over the land, now it's all mine...'

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Five days later, at dusk, the dragon wall is buried in the valley.

Those who escaped from the desperate situation did not dare to approach this place any more, and the news of the conspiracy of a strong man of the Wuhuang in the ruins also spread within three days, and the people nearby did not dare to come here.

The setting sun fell on the top of the mountain in the distance, and the afterglow shone on the nearby quiet earth. However, at this time, there was a movement that did not match the tranquility in the void in the valley.

One red, one white and one pink, three completely different colored space whirlpool channels appeared in this valley almost at the same time.

Then, three shocking figures came out of the three space whirlpool channels one by one.

Dressed in a red wide robe, holding a long and wide feather fan in his hand, his face is handsome and graceful, and his body stands on the back of a phoenix woven red like a flame. This person is the northern phoenix of the four spiritual generals in the Tianfu Hall - Feng Xiaoyao.

The clothes are floating, the painting halberd is obliquely, and the white-haired Yang Fei can't hide the magnificent appearance. The white-haired woman's hairpin from the head, the jade skin on her body, the clothes, or the bright white unicorn on the soles of her feet give people a pure feeling like white snow. She is Lei Linglong, the Western Kirin of the four spiritual generals in the Tianfu Hall.

Wearing a snow-white robe representing the Hundred Flowers Sect, the other person, who is the same woman as Lei Linglong, is also born with national beauty and gorgeous dementation. The difference is that the man did not control the spirit beast, but saw behind her, followed by the Xiaoling who had just escaped from the Wuhuang ruins with Haolongtian three days ago.

"The wind of Tianfu Hall is free, and I have seen the patriarch Yunshang."

"Lei Linglong in Tianfu Hall, I have met the patriarch Yunshang."

This woman is one of the famous figures on the unknown continent, Lian Yunshang, the patriarch of the Hundred Flowers of the Angyan Empire.

Even the four spirit generals, who are the backbone of the Tianfu Hall, have to meet respectfully when they see this ripples. Of course, this is limited to polite greetings.

With a smile on Winnie's face, Lian Yunshang nodded: "Well, you are also here. Because I, a trouble-loving disciple, Pengkonghou of your Tianfu Hall seems to be here, and it is sent by you two, so Yunshang will tell you what happened here, but in my opinion, I It doesn't make any sense to come here.

As soon as he was escorted back to the Baihua Sect by Haolongtian, Xiaoling found his master in the first place. Lian Yunshang, the patriarch of Baihua Sect, told him and Hao Longtian's experience in the Chiba Empire, and wanted to ask Lian Yunshang to come to rescue him.

After all, even if the opportunity to save the day is very slim and even almost impossible, Xiaoling still wants to come to rescue with that glimmer of hope.

Of course, she did not say anything about killing Peng Konghou on the day, because if she did, Lian Yunshang would definitely not agree to her request to save a person who had a grudge with Tianfu Hall.

"Feng Xiaoyao first represented the Tianfu Hall and thanked the patriarch for his advice this time." The swaying feather fan paused, and Feng Xiaoyao held his fists and arched at the Yunshang. He said in a clear voice that made people sound very comfortable: "There is no life in the space within this mountain wall, and the aura of heaven and earth is also lost. It is futile to explore again. I don't know why the person named Zhengtian. He will die in the space he laid.

At this time, Xiaoling, behind Lian Yunshang, heard Feng Xiaoyao's words and couldn't wait to ask, "What, the emperor died? What about the day? Is there anything wrong with the day?

"Linger, don't be rude to Mr. Xiaoyao." Hearing this, Lian Yunshang immediately scolded Xiaoling.

Although she is the suzerain of Baihua, any of the four spirits in the Tianfu Hall has no less influence on the mainland than her. Now Xiaoling is so reckless that Lian Yunshang immediately blames her.

However, Feng Xiaoyao didn't mind. After smiling and shaking his head to show that he didn't mind, he said, "I haven't seen the response day in your mouth, so I don't know whether the person who died there has him or not, but I clearly feel that Peng Konghou and Na Zhengtian have died in the space of the dragon wall. , and that space has now collapsed, and there is no breath of life in it.