This is a devastating explosion.

Many people flew back quickly and fell directly by being affected. The flesh and blood were like rain. With the spreading torrent, there were blood and blood. Many shrill whines were piled up in the enclosed space.

The survivor was still in shock: "It's so scary!"

They did not stop backing.

The steps moved backwards inch by inch inch, looking at the continuous blood color, spreading to seventy meters, eighty meters, and five hundred meters, and they could no longer see the Lingwu Emperor Palace.

Two sharp shadows, one gold and one red, fought out of the soul world, and confronted the broken imperial palace.

It was difficult for them to see the traces of the duel clearly, and they could only vaguely see the collision of the laws of the Emperor's Dao, causing waves, smashing the space, and reflecting many ancient characters.

They were born in the ancient gods and there were also ancient gods, with different clothes and different behaviors, but they were like living people standing in front of them.

The power of the Emperor Dao showdown exceeded the level they imagined, and could lead the past events of characters in the past, and even summon past ancestors when they reached the divine realm. However, when they reached that level, they were disdainful of using external forces.

The limits of warriors are simply incalculable. How can they know the true limits if they have never entered such fields?

Xiao Yansheng, one side's losses are still greater than that of Xiao Nan's lineage. The dead are living people, while the Holy Spirit Stone Monkey is just the energy transformed by the rules of the Emperor's Way.

"Let's do it."

But don’t forget that Xiao Yansheng also has Prince Ziyun on his side. He originally held his own identity and disdained to attack Xiao Nan together. He didn’t want to waste time at this moment. The ancient tombs of the seven clans are more important to them.

As nobles of Zixu, they know the value of the ancient tombs of the seven clans better than ordinary forces. They are not only the ruins of the strong clans, but also the secrets of their ancestors. They are the place where the origins of their veins are inherited.

"Environment!"

Liu Sanying and the geniuses did not take Xiao Nan in their eyes, which completely angered Xiao Wuhui. The blood swords together were like stars moving and fighting, and a feeling of being surrounded by heaven and earth entangled everyone.

"The purple air comes from the east."

Prince Ziyun made seals with both hands, and actually released the purple sun and branded the charm of the seal. With a illumination, it actually shattered the momentum of the surrounding sky, and the stars in the sky appeared again between the heavens and the earth.

The purple air comes from the east and controls the emperor of the sky, and no one dares to blaspheme the heavens.

Xiao Wuyi is the body of humanity in the end, and humanity is not qualified to offend the way of heaven.

When the way of heaven is not presided over by the Lord of Heaven, it can naturally be desecrated by humanity. Once the way of heaven is in charge, how can humanity be bullied?

Prince Ziyun is the lord of the heavenly way at this moment! Xiao Wuhui was shaken away. Before he stood firm, he saw the top figures of the Zixu Martial Arts World turn and rushed towards Xiao Nan. Even Yang Qianchan and the others couldn't stop him, and they were shocked by the rules of the Emperor Dao to vomit blood.

"The Second Emperor!"

Their ultimately enhanced power is not weak. They have their heads hanging on their souls and their feet lying on the soul world. They can be called honored by Zixu, but they are weaker than Liu Sanying.

This is actually the supreme Emperor Wu! The rule of the emperor’s way is that there are strands of purple aura, one of which has its own form and protects itself, and controls the power of the heavens like the emperor.

His rules of the Emperor's Dao are mainly cultivated, mobilizing the power of the heavenly way at the limit, entering a state of forgetting things and self, and exerting the Taoist Dharma to the limit, and all kinds of martial arts are in his hands, and he has the ability to turn decay into magic.

He is not as changeable as Xiao Yansheng and the Holy Spirit Stone Monkey. He looks a bit ordinary and cannot influence others. He is not even like the Cang Jian Emperor and others, the sword energy domain, wherever he thinks, it is the sword Yuandao.

However, the more mediocre things are, the more powerful they contain, because they have never burst out with the brightest light.

Prince Ziyun is like an ordinary grass. Perhaps the light is not as bright as the Holy Spirit Stone Monkey, and the majesty is not as majestic as the Xiao Yansheng. The power contained in ordinary things is absolutely not weak! “Nan'er.”

The second Martial Emperor was equivalent to completely laying the situation, making Si Ming Wenqin's side completely desperate: "They gathered together and were unable to defeat these four top geniuses. Now, who else can block the disaster for Xiao Nan?"

The Holy Spirit Stone Monkey, with a stick that was so fierce that it was jealous that the broken space cracks could be seen everywhere, smashing out the shadow of the stick, like colorful lightning, spreading on the flawless world ball... This scene was extremely amazing.

However, he could never escape Xiao Yansheng's entanglement. The eldest prince of the God of War Empire, who was added by the God of War, started with the God of War Fist, and could block the Holy Spirit Stone Monkey who was trying to break through in any direction.

One punch and one stick intertwined between the sky, forming billions and billions of images reflected in the eyes of people.

Their eyes were all hot: "It hurts!"

But their hearts were extremely clear and were thinking about whether they would witness the death of Emperor Lingwu next.

The Lingwu Empire was really unfortunate. It had risen and fall several times, and its glory declined and declined, and it was revived. It was almost possible to be re-established, stand at the top of the Zixu Martial Realm, and lead thousands of sects and religions as respected.

Zhou Hengyi shook his head with a slight mocking sarcastic look: "This is fate."

"No, I think it was him who took it upon himself. If he handed over the ancient tombs of the seven clans, there would be no killing disaster."

Leng Ruxue, her cherry lips curled: "He is too arrogant."

"It's easy to break even if you're too hard."

Elder Yun gently exhaled a series of thunder sounds, obviously not interested in paying too much attention. They did not see Zhou Hengyi, and were not as happy as they imagined. Instead, a haze flashed deep in their eyes.

Xiao Nan, a small species in the lower realm, cannot shake his heart. It is the Great Zhou Dynasty. The current situation is really exciting.

The reverse dragon fortune devoured the king's destiny of the Great Zhou king, causing the fortune of the Great Zhou king to fall, the suppressed star gate opened, and the turmoil of the alien demon clan appeared. Although it was pacified the day before yesterday, it was still severely damaged. There were thirteen Wu Kings who fell.

I don’t know how long it will take to recover from this disaster in the Great Wall, and it will inevitably affect his status as the prince of the Great Wall.

He will not forget that half of his glory comes from the strength of his family and half of his talent. Without the family, his strength will be much weakened.

"it's over."

Shi Shenxiu stood in front of Xiao Nan with a smile, holding a lotus platform with thousands of hands, flowing with the rhyme of Buddha in the world, and falling down layer by layer: "It's not too late to convert to my Buddha and turn back."

Buddhism is the most beautiful thing about lotus flowers blooming in the mouth. There is another shore in the heart. Where is it not refuge, where is the abyss in the heart, and where is despair.
Chapter completed!