Emperor Taishang Wudao mechanically lowered his head, looked at his chest and blushed, his eyes full of incredible.

"You, you..." Emperor Wudao felt the severe pain from his chest, and his consciousness became a little blurred.

He could not understand why Zhang Ziling could break through his body and make his immortal body invalid.

The blood in the chest told him that he was moving towards death.

He had just entered an unprecedented realm, and had not had time to enjoy the freedom he had been waiting for tens of thousands of years, and had not yet stepped on the Emperor of Fengdu, the Northern Yin Dynasty...

The Supreme Emperor Wudao covered his chest and used his divine power to repair the wound on his chest, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

However, no matter how the Supreme Wudao Emperor uses his divine power, the wound will only get bigger and bigger, and the blood will flow more and more.

"Impossible, impossible!" The Supreme Emperor Wudao roared, using divine power to block the wound at all costs, trying to stop the passing of life.

"I am immortal, how could I be killed by such a small injury!"

laugh!

At this time, a black sword tip appeared on the left chest of Emperor Wudao, and blood was dripping from the sword tip.

Zhang Ziling pulled out the magic sword and let the magic sword scatter.

"It seems that you die slowly than I expected, and your vitality is quite tenacious. Let me add a handful of it for you." Zhang Ziling's figure slowly condensed in front of the Supreme Emperor Wudao, and said calmly at the Supreme Emperor Wudao.

With a sword stabbed in his left chest again, the divine power of the Supreme Wudao Emperor finally could not stop the passage of his vitality...

The breath of the Supreme Emperor Wudao became increasingly weak, and he could not even let himself continue to stand in the void and fall straight to the ground.

Meng Po stared blankly at the Emperor Wudao who fell to the ground, smoke and dust spread everywhere, and her mind was blank.

What did I... see just now?

Meng Po subconsciously rubbed her eyes, wanting to know if she was having hallucinations.

That was one of the most powerful people who shocked the world in ancient times. How could a few supreme beings with the title of emperor be stabbed like this by two swords?

If you tell this kind of thing, I'm afraid no one in the three realms will believe it!

Even if Meng Po saw it with her own eyes, she felt it was unreal and thought she was dreaming.

However, this absurd thing really happened.

He bit his lip slightly, and Meng Po looked up at Zhang Ziling...

Zhang Ziling was quietly watching the Emperor Wudao lying on the earth in the sky, and there was no sign of any emotional fluctuation on his face.

Zhang Ziling destroyed the immortal body of the Supreme Wudao Emperor, which was exactly the same as when he was dealing with Yizenaqi. He only needed to use the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

Zhang Ziling slowly landed in front of Emperor Wudao, his eyes were indifferent.

The Supreme Emperor Wudao struggled to hold it up, his lips were extremely pale and his face was bloodless. The blood in his body almost dried up. Now he relied on the remaining divine power in his body to support his life.

"The Origin of Heavenly Dao..." The Supreme Emperor Wudao stared at Zhang Ziling, "You are not the reincarnation of the ancient saint, you are the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao..."

"Ahem! I didn't expect that the Tao of Heaven has grown to this level. Can even the level of a saint be easily wiped out?" A slutty smile appeared on the face of the Emperor Wudao, "But listen to the Tao of Heaven, our God Court... still has a lot of things hidden!"

"Incarnation of Heaven?" Hearing the words of the Supreme Emperor Wudao, Zhang Ziling shook his head and smiled, "Yes, this emperor has not yet recovered to the realm of the Great Emperor, just by the realm of the Saint
Chapter completed!