Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Zhu Houzhao, who was at the top of the human world and in control of the overall situation, stretched out his hand in the direction of Bibo Pond. Wisps of misty colorful divine light burst out from his fingertips. Emperor Ziwei's spells were reflected in the colorful divine light. Under the illumination of light, there is nothing to hide.

Zhu Houzhao's face was a little pale. Even though he had extraordinary talents and vast magical powers, it was still a little difficult to forcefully fight against the peak level of Daluo True Immortal in the realm of Daluo Sanxian. Within a moment, he had retracted his hand and gasped slightly.

"If you like fighting so much, then I'll let you fight as much as you can!" Zhu Houzhao's eyes flashed with a stern look, he drew an arc with his hand, and then thrust it into his heart, a ball of Qi stored in his body guided by the rules of heaven and earth. The power of luck was crushed.

The next moment, the eight forces of destiny buried deep in the Bibo Pond instantly burst out with their unique aura. The faint light flickered on and off, and it didn't look very conspicuous, but in the Bibo Pond battlefield at this moment, But it is as dazzling as a lantern in the dark night!

"It's there again!"

The four high-level powerful men present were all shocked. The Changsheng Emperor turned into the stream of time and flew away with the aura that disappeared and appeared. Before Ziwei Emperor came back to his senses, Houtu and Master Wuchao They also used escape techniques to disappear.

"Damn!"

Emperor Ziwei cursed angrily, ignoring the two ants in front of him. In a flash, the power of thousands of stars gathered around him. The purple light was brilliant. Along with the roaring sound of the sea of ​​blood below, he was also chasing the Emperor of Immortality. Walk away.

The field suddenly became empty. The little tiger demon Ming Sha and the stone spirit boy Shi Jiu, who had narrowly escaped death, finally breathed a sigh of relief after all the ups and downs.

"Will they come back?" asked the little tiger demon Mingsha.

"Whatever, let's run away while no one is around!" Shi Jiu, a young stone spirit, said with a worried look on his face.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take Mingsha's hand, trying to take him away from this place of right and wrong.

"No! Hiss—" The little tiger demon Mingsha hid behind him, but it was affected by the trauma he had suffered during the fierce battle with the leopard-headed demon commander, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath of pain.

"What do you want to do?! The Shili Demon Kingdom has been destroyed, and the Nine-Headed Insect behind it has also been subdued by Emperor Ziwei. It will not be born to cause you trouble for at least 1000 years. Your great revenge has been avenged. What else are you dissatisfied with? ? Stop talking nonsense and come back to your ancestral land with me!"

The stone spirit boy Shi Jiu spoke fiercely, and after speaking, he activated the innate power in his body, and a bright green light burst out in an instant. With the blessing of the gray light, his speed surged, and in just the blink of an eye, he appeared in the little tiger demon ghost. In front of the killer, stretch out your hands to capture him!

The little tiger demon Mingsha roared angrily, and his whole body also glowed with a gray light that symbolized the power of his talent. He held a bloody sword in both hands and swung towards the two thick stone arms that were hugging him!

Bang - a deafening sound of jingo clashing exploded in the field!

Shi Jiu, a young stone spirit boy, looked at the blood overflowing between his hands in disbelief, then looked at the little tiger demon Mingsha and roared angrily:

"Are you crazy?! Hit me too?"

The little tiger demon Mingsha was also possessed by a demon at this moment. He was agitated and his eyes were about to burst. He was holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, as if he was going to kill whoever came.

"I said...I won't go back!!! And...I haven't found the person who massacred my family! If you want to leave, just go back by yourself. Don't block my path to revenge! Otherwise..."

The blood-colored broadsword swept across a cruel trajectory, and the slightly curved blade stretched out. The tip of the blade was pointed directly at Shi Jiu, a young stone spirit. There was a faint gray light flashing on it, stirring up fierce demonic power!

"Otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering our old friendship, and I'll kill you too!"

Shi Jiu, the young stone spirit boy, was trembling and couldn't help but take a step back, smiling bitterly in his heart.Obviously, the two of them had experienced life and death together just now. They thought that the relationship between brothers could take a further step, but in the end, the little tiger demon got angry again inexplicably.

Recalling the scene when the two first met 500 years ago, it is still vivid in my mind.The twinkling light in the little tiger demon's eyes at that time was the same as it is now, filled with madness, bloodthirsty, and chaos. In the depths of those black eyes, there was endless hatred.

Grandpa once asked himself to use his sincere feelings to change the twisted character of the little tiger demon, so Shi Jiu spent a full 500 years playing with the little tiger demon, practicing together, exploring secret realms together, and telling their dreams under the night sky. !

It was a time of ignorance and full of teenage fantasy.

Obviously, 500 years still cannot dispel the deepest belief in the little tiger demon's heart - revenge.

Now, the determination shining in the little tiger demon's eyes and the guilt that was forcibly cut off indicate his undying persistence on the road to revenge.

"I have done my best to be benevolent and righteous." Shi Jiu, the stone spirit boy, exhaled a long breath and looked at the little tiger demon Mingsha. The boy's sincerity was still in his eyes, "Grandpa told you, don't forget it. If it happens in the future If you can still survive, you can return to your ancestral land."

After that, he turned around and left sadly.His bleak but sincere words were still echoing in the audience - "Remember, no matter what happens, the ancestral land will always be your safe haven! And I... as long as you say a word, I am willing to fight with you until death."

The little tiger demon Mingsha had a stern look on his face, tightly gripping the handle of the knife and maintaining the posture of raising the knife.

It wasn't until the figure of Shi Jiu, the stone spirit boy, gradually disappeared at the end of the sea of ​​blood that he relaxed and put down the knife as if he was discouraged.Lowering his head, looking at the mottled wounds on his body and Shi Jiu's remaining spiritual energy, two lines of blood and tears overflowed unconsciously from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Little Tiger Demon Ming muttered to himself, "I should be responsible for all this alone. Grandpa Shizu treats me well. You are my ancestral land, my home, and you are also my brother. How can I Will you be dragged into this bottomless abyss of hatred?"

"Let me, a lowly tiger monster who should have died in the blood rain 500 years ago, face the unstoppable hatred alone! I don't care whether it's life or death. I just want to be worthy of my father and worthy of my father. The Minghu Monster Clan is worthy of its ancestral land..."

"I'm sorry, my... brother! I have found the remaining enemy, so I must end it with him!"

The heart-wrenching words suddenly stopped, and the little tiger demon Mingsha raised his sword to ask the sky, pointed directly at Zhu Houzhao who was hidden on the top of the human world, and roared:

"You bastard! Get out of here! I don't need the protection of my enemies! I remember the breath of your spell! I know you are hiding up there!!!"

The roar was like thunder, reaching Zhu Houzhao's ears through many obstacles, but he frowned in shock...