Shenwu City began to rain golden blue. Majestic and cold. The frost on the ground was washed by the rain and melted continuously. "boom!" The earth shook again and the mountains shook again, followed by the raging wind and waves. Within a hundred miles, not a single blade of grass grew, and it became a huge piece of waste, a land of no soul. This is the reason for signing the imperial decree. The destructive power of the imperial battle is too great! There is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, as long as they are around, they will die! Moreover, the city in this area of a hundred miles was completely destroyed, not even a ruined wall, and there was nothing completed at all. Ren Dao was lying on the ground dying, all his hands were chopped off, and a bloody gash was split on his forehead, and the blood kept bubbling, and the blood flowed all over his face. "vomit--" Yi Dao vomited out another mouthful of blood, and this time he even vomited out the broken internal organs.
Fang Chen slowly fell from the sky, his expression indifferent. The gap in strength is too great. "You...you...how could..." Ren Dao was dying, his eyes full of despair and fear. It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but he can't escape. The complete suppression of speed and strength left him with nowhere to go. Entering the imperial level, the lifespan is very long, and even for them, this life has just begun, and they never thought that they would die. But now Ren Dao was facing death, which made him unwilling to accept it, but the fact was right in front of him, and he knew that Fang Chen would never let him go. "Isn't it good to retreat and cultivate? Why do you like to pretend to die?" Fang Chen walked up to Ren Dao and threw his Frost Soul Saber on the ground. "Ten... Fifteen years ago, Qin Tian fought against Nether, and finally Qin Tian fell, but Nether was not injured much, but in the end he was inexplicably seriously injured... It is rumored that it was done by the demon god... That demon god's blood-patterned golden pupil...is you ?” Yi Dao’s voice was intermittent, and the oil was almost exhausted. "It's me." Fang Chen said. Ren Dao smiled sadly, another mouthful of black blood gushed out, looked at the sky, the raindrops hit his face, and the focus of his eyes began to lose focus: "You kill demons... and now... and now you are depleting your magic power to turn into humans... in the end ...why exactly?" Fang Chen smiled slightly, squatted in front of Ren Dao, and said softly: "I'm going to die, so there's no need to know so much." "Heh...hehe...cough cough cough cough...yes...I'm going to die...what's the use of knowing more?" Yi Dao slowly turned his head to look at Fang Chen, and said angrily, "Before the moment...I...I'll tell you a secret..." Fang Chen frowned. "I know who you are now... I also know what your body is... Soon... They will come to you soon... Demons have traitors... Humans... Humans also have traitors... Soon... quick……" Before he finished speaking, Ren Dao tilted his head, and his vitality disappeared instantly. Fang Chen got up slowly, his expression became a little gloomy. The palm of his right hand was facing any dead body on the ground, and a small black bottle the size of a thumb floated out of his body and landed in Fang Chen's palm.
After putting away the small black bottle, Fang Chen turned around and left. After Fang Chen left, the heavy golden blue rain began to stop. The sky began to clear, and the sun reappeared in this waste land. A few minutes later, three tyrannical auras landed beside Ren Dao's corpse. Two emperor-level heavenly beings! There is also an imperial shrine! Among them, a woman with silver hair and a hot and coquettish figure squatted down, with red light flowing in her hands, attached to the corpse of any knife. "It's hopeless, I'm completely dead." The woman stood up with an ugly expression on her face. The man next to him wearing a black cloak who couldn't see his face looked around, and a black light burst out from the position of his eyes. "The other party has also left. The breath of human beings is not a demon. The power of the gods remaining around seems very strange, and it seems that they have never met before." The man in the cloak said in a deep voice. The woman looked at the cloaked man in astonishment, and said in disbelief, "Human? You mean that Ren Dao was killed by one of our emperors?" The man in the cloak didn't answer, but looked at the emperor-level divine powerhouse who had been silent all this time, and the woman also looked over. The strong man in the Shenfu held a white feather fan, as refined and white as a jade-faced scholar, and his eyes never moved away from Yi Dao's corpse. "Being able to kill any knife in such a short period of time must be in the Shenfu, so you doubt me?" The strong man in the Shenfu asked quietly. "That's not true. After all, there is too little time." The woman laughed. The man in the cloak said: "Even if it's the Shenfu, it can't be so fast, right? The three of us rushed over as soon as there was any movement. It took less than half an hour, and the speed is really too fast." "No respect?" The woman exclaimed. The Shenfu man chuckled and looked in the direction Fang Chen was leaving. "Maybe it's boundless? Who knows." "Immeasurable? Demon God?" The complexion of the woman and the man in the cloak changed, and they looked at each other silently. "Let's go, after so many years, the emperor died again, so the other old guys have to come out and sit around." The man from Shenfu gently flapped his feather fan and said meaningfully. (Ask for flower evaluation and ask for everything o(*￣︶￣*)o)