The true way of the void space! The world is like a piece of colorful drawing paper, with a piece of it being erased by a scene in front of Yin Xiu's eyes was rapidly twisting and peeling off, and even the invulnerable emperor Zhongluo was caught in the ripples. His whole body collapsed and gradually turned into a small black dot, and was erased along with everything around Yin Xiu. Ren Qi had already witnessed the power of that spell. If Yin Xiu had not absorbed the spell before, he would probably have been shattered into pieces by now, with nothing left. Therefore, when he saw the same light appear on Yin Xiu's hand, Ren Qi stepped hard and struggled to get away from them. Even so, part of his clothes disappeared along with the house under his feet, leaving no trace. An extremely terrifying spell that destroys everything and wipes out everything. Yin Xiu looked at the land in front of him being stripped away by a few inches, and felt that the most dangerous spell in the world was just this. However, his exclamation soon turned into surprise. I saw a blurry black shadow appear not far away, in the range where the spell had just been used. At first it was a small ball, then it turned into a mirror. The emperor Zhongluo appeared from the hole that looked like an abyss and fell back to the ground. Unscathed, Emperor Chongluo stood like a mountain before Yin Xiu and Ren Qi.
"Taoist, you have really given me many surprises, but now, everything is over." Emperor Zhongluo took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet immediately cracked, as if it could not bear the power transmitted by this step. Yin Xiu's face was cold, and with his other hand he used the Five Ghosts Bringing Fortune technique to grab the famous sword Izumi Ichimonji. "When did you learn to wield dual swords like me?" Ren Qi glanced at him and said, "It's still a Japanese sword. You hooked up with a Japanese woman, so your lover gave you the famous sword from her family, didn't she?" "Fuck you." Yin Xiu glared at him, "Couldn't it be that I killed a Japanese wanderer and took it from him?" "absolutely okay." Ren Qi stopped chatting, stretched one foot forward, bent the other knee slightly, and squatted down, ready to go. "Wait." Yin Xiu suddenly called him. "what?" Ren Qi turned around and saw Yin Xiu opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue, which splashed all over Ren Qi's face. "Okay, now your sword also has the energy, which can break his corpse energy." Yin Xiu smacked his lips. Ren Qi looked down at the two swords, and sure enough, they were covered with bloodstains. "Can you spray more accurately and not like a spray bottle?" Ren Qi said disdainfully. "Next time, I'll get closer next time." As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Zhongluo rushed forward, shrouded in black air, as if he was wearing an extended cloak, looking very powerful. Yin Xiu and Ren Qi moved forward together, and with a glance they changed their positions tacitly. Yin Xiu turned from the left to the right and activated [Tianyan Star] at the same time, increasing his speed sharply.
Izumi Ichimonji flashed, took the lead in attacking, and stabbed the emperor Jūra's throat. Emperor Zhong Luo stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of the knife several times to remove the sharpness of Izumi Ichimonji. He then placed his hand on the blade and moved towards Yin Xiu. The famous sword Chaofeng followed closely, aiming at the face of Emperor Zhongluo. At the same time, Ren Qi also arrived and turned the other four swords into heavy hammers and smashed them towards the side of Emperor Zhongluo. The two swords stained with blood from the tip of the tongue stabbed towards the ribs. Emperor Zhongluo was attacked from both sides, but seemed to see nothing. He just swayed his body as if he was drunk. His feet did not move, but his body swayed. After avoiding several deadly blades, he made a fist with one hand and hit with the other hand with an elbow, breaking the attack of the two men. Yin Xiu and Ren Qi suddenly felt that their previous close cooperation was disrupted. It was not until this moment that Emperor Zhongluo suddenly took an unstoppable step and reached out his hand towards Yin Xiu's chest. Yin Xiu opened his mouth and yelled. The Eight Sounds of Heaven and Dragon: Shock! However, Emperor Zhong Luo's speed did not slow down. He broke through the sound waves and punched like a mountain torrent. Yin Xiu activated his dragon power, pulled his elbow back a bit, then moved forward again, and Izumi Ichimonji stabbed at Emperor Chongluo. Fist meets blade, fire bursts out. There was only a crisp sound, and the iron blade collapsed. The clear sword body of Izumi Ichimonji broke into several pieces, flew into the air, and turned into fallen leaves. The most famous sword in the four countries was destroyed tonight by the Emperor Zhongluo's fist. Ma Xiaoyu felt a warmth in her heart and her brows furrowed immediately. Among the zombies, she fought off a zombie with one hand and reached into her windbreaker pocket to take out a paper man. I saw that the paper figure with Yin Xiu's birth date and time was burning rapidly. This paper figure represents Yin Xiu's lifeline and also shows his current condition. Ignoring the zombies that were still coming, Ma Xiaoyu stared at the paper man. Although she hoped for a miracle and believed in Yin Xiu, the paper man started burning from the head and showed no signs of stopping. It was not until the flames burned Ma Xiaoyu's fingers that she was awakened by the pain. The paper figure in his hand fell to the ground and turned into ashes. Yin Xiu's life is burned out! "Big sis, what are you doing!?" The white peacock was struggling to resist the zombies, while at the same time having to deal with the zombies controlled by insects. He was completely overwhelmed. She used all the magic weapons in her body, but could only temporarily delay the zombies' speed. However, on Ma Xiaoyu's side, because she stopped and lost her mind and stopped waving the talisman, the zombies had already gathered around her. Seeing that Ma Xiaoyu was about to fall into desperate situation, Bai Kongque was extremely anxious, but he could not help. She was so anxious that she was about to cry, and then she saw something strange happening to Ma Xiaoyu under the moonlight.
The long black hair that was originally tied into a ponytail had somehow spread out and draped over the shoulders, turning pure white. Her manicured nails suddenly grew longer and were stained a scarlet red. After the white peacock shouted again, Ma Xiaoyu turned around. Her golden pupils were like stars and comparable to the sun. Between her eyebrows, a lotus flower flickered, emitting a dense purple aura. The golden pupils, red nails, and white hair made Ma Xiaoyu's red lips look even more vivid, almost bleeding. Everything seemed weird and dangerous. At this moment, Ma Xiaoyu seemed to have become a Rakshasa woman from the ghost country, full of murderous aura and as cold as frost. The white peacock was stunned with shock. He felt a chill all over his body and stood there. At this moment, Ma Xiaoyu's pupils emitted golden light, and there were golden magic powers lingering on her fingers, like lightning. Several zombie kings leaped up and pounced towards Ma Xiaoyu, spitting out black air. Ma Xiaoyu made a sword gesture, drew a few strokes in the air, and then slid his fingers across the three-color ruler. The red, yellow and green lights on the ruler changed as she passed her fingers over them, and were all filled with golden light. She chanted the mantra, and with each word she uttered, golden light burst out from her body, gradually enveloping the entire courtyard in light. This light cheered up the white peacock, but frightened the zombies so much that they could not help but let out low cries. Then, Ma Xiaoyu waved her ruler, and the zombie kings and zombies around her were pierced by the golden light, burning fiercely and then turned into ashes. After destroying the zombies around him, Ma Xiaoyu looked up at the sky, his sight focused on the majestic vortex of black air above the Thousand Buddha Temple in the night sky. She seemed to be extremely angry. She tapped the ground with her foot and flew up. She tapped the roof with her foot and jumped out more than ten meters. Feng Xu rode the wind and floated forward. The white peacock stood there in a daze, and only then did he remember that he was still on the ground. "Wait for me, I can't keep up!" …… "Soon you'll be like him." The emperor approached Ren Qi again. "But I think turning you into a zombie wouldn't be a bad idea." At this time, Ren Qi was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, with only a sword left in his hand, and blood was flowing down the hilt. His bones were broken again, and more seriously than before, almost killing him. He and Yin Xiu, two great masters of the telepathic realm, were unable to even fight against Hanba and were completely destroyed by him with just a few moves. Yin Xiu was knocked off the cliff by him and suffered such serious injuries that he might have died. But he was no longer able to fight, and death was only a thought away for the other party. Ren Qi could not help but recall the past events, his eyes blurred. "He's right. This is my fate and there's no way I can escape it." Ren Qi sighed.
"what?" Emperor Chongluo has always been most interested in destiny, cause and effect, and fate, and his curiosity was aroused by Ren Qi. "You said this is your fate?" Emperor Zhongluo stretched out his hand, with black air filling it. "Explain it clearly." "Heh, maybe he was just thinking of it as a joke at first?" Ren Qi laughed: "That guy said that those of us with the surname Ren will inevitably become zombies in the end, no matter if we are in the provincial capital, Jiaozhi or somewhere else. No matter whether you are a wealthy businessman, a noble, or a master of the imperial court, you will all end up as a zombie in the end." "Is this engraved on a stone tablet or written in the book of destiny?" asked Emperor Chongluo. "neither." Ren Qi shook his head, "He said he read it in a martial arts novel." "Oh, that's bullshit!" Emperor Zhong Luo punched the wall, sending rubble flying all over Ren Qi. "A true tyrant, a true king, does not believe in fate, nor is he afraid of cause and effect. He kills when he wants to kill, eats when he wants to eat, and is not afraid of being punished by God one day, nor does he worry about someone seeking revenge on him. Because he is an extremely powerful and great man, how could such a man be bothered by flies and sparrows, or worried about insects? " "You are not a human, you are a zombie." Ren Qi retorted: "No matter how powerful you are, no matter how extreme you are, can the stench of zombies on your body be covered up by these?" Emperor Zhongluo suddenly came closer, and Ren Qi's pale face was reflected on his visor. "Let me ask you, what's so good about being a human? We are insects that live in the morning and die in the evening. We spend a few decades in this world and cannot escape birth, aging, sickness and death. But zombies are different!" He stood up, paced with his hands outstretched. "Zombies are not afraid of cold or heat, nor do they suffer from hunger or thirst. They can live as long as the heaven and earth, and any disasters or illnesses have nothing to do with them. He is the greatest and most powerful being on earth, the pinnacle of power on earth, looking down on everything. Zombies are the kings of this world." Emperor Zhongluo was so happy when he spoke that black energy came out of his body. However, Ren Qi sneered and said, "Emperor Chongluo, if being a zombie is really as good as you say, why are you so obsessed with becoming an immortal? You even regard turning me into a zombie as a punishment. So let me ask you, if being a zombie is really a good thing, isn't it a bargain for me?" "you!" Emperor Zhongluo had no way to refute, and raised his fist to smash Ren Qi to pieces. He didn't want him to be a zombie anymore, but to turn him into a dead man. At this moment, a dazzling golden light came. Emperor Zhongluo turned around subconsciously and saw a woman wrapped in golden light flying towards him.
Golden eyes, white hair, red armor. Ma Linglong!! "It's been hundreds of years, why aren't you dead yet?!" Emperor Zhongluo was rarely surprised, and there was even a hint of timidity in his tone. His body couldn't help but pause, and the domineering aura that originally belonged to the king dissipated a little. Ma Xiaoyu did not hear the call. Her golden pupils only saw the black aura all over Emperor Zhongluo. She raised the three-colored ruler and stabbed it at Emperor Zhongluo, and the sound of dragon roars was endless. Emperor Zhongluo raised his hand and caught the ruler with one hand. The corpse energy on his armor was like a burning oil pan on fire, sizzling and boiling. His corpse energy is dissipating! Emperor Zhongluo immediately threw another punch in an attempt to force Ma Xiaoyu back. However, Ma Xiaoyu did not retreat but advanced, sneaked close to him, and struck out with sword gestures. boom! The emperor Zhongluo was hit in the chest, but sparks exploded from his back. Under the attack of two masters of the synesthesia realm, Emperor Zhongluo, who was as tough as a mountain, was shaken. He took another step back, but no longer moved forward, but continued to move backward. The black gas boiled, and corpse gas gushed out from his hands, forming a wall. Wherever it passed, the ground was corroded into a hornet's nest, and it was pushed straight towards Ma Xiaoyu. "The Heavenly Master has issued an order. The Fire God Zhurong is to perform his magic. Hurry up and obey the command!" A golden light flashed brightly, and Ma Xiaoyu pushed out with one palm. A fire dragon jumped out, smashed the wall formed by corpse qi, and pounced towards the Emperor Chongluo with a roar. This scene was exactly the same as everything he had experienced. The female Taoist priest who could see thousands of miles during the day, visit ghosts and gods at night, manipulate thunder and fire, and command the immortals in the world was still imprinted in the mind of Emperor Chongluo, and could not be erased. Her voice, appearance and smile were still not blurred at all. But that was nearly a hundred years ago! How can it be! ? Emperor Chongluo was engulfed in flames, smashing countless houses and falling into a sea of fire. Ma Xiaoyu had a blank expression on her face, but the golden pupils in her eyes were burning fiercely, consuming her magic power and spiritual power every moment. She was still forming seals with her fingers, gathering her magical power. The golden dragon emperor was looming on her shoulder, rising and falling. "She also has the Dragon Emperor's son?" Emperor Chongluo only reacted when he saw the cloud, but this only made him a little more shocked. It was not like the shock he felt when he first saw Ma Xiaoyu, which struck his soul directly. He took a step back and smashed the wall with one punch. A black abyss appeared on the wall, which seemed bottomless. Then the Emperor Chongluo turned into black gas and left from the Thousand Buddha Temple. The night returned to peace, but now the dead were everywhere. (End of this chapter)