Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The martyr's face tightened, and the ancient rune mark between his eyebrows erupted with a dazzling golden light. The power of him and the Qilin beast to attack the death energy increased by one point, and the speed of the death energy scattered suddenly accelerated, "Do your best, An It’s destiny, let me fight!”

Following the martyr's gnashing teeth, the Qilin beast suddenly raised its head and let out an earth-shattering roar!

The mountain-like head was thrust forward, and the wisps of misty death energy were instantly blasted out by the powerful impact, and then were destroyed by the martyr's backhand punch.

Without any hindrance, the rainbow-like Qilin beast rushed forward boldly. The martyr had already formed seals with his hands, blasting out a brilliant golden light curtain, which grew in the air in the wind, and instantly swelled to several thousand feet in size. All of Master Wuchao's escape routes are sealed.

At this time, Master Wuchao, without the protection of death energy, faced the collision attack of the golden light screen and the Qilin beast, but he made a move that shocked the martyr.

He first withstood all the attacks with his body, and then took advantage of the moment when the Qilin Divine Beast was close to his body, grabbed the Qilin Divine Beast's head, opened the mouth of the Qilin Divine Beast, and removed the top of the head to release the death aura. The lotus flower was suddenly stuffed into the mouth of the Qilin beast.

After doing all this, Master Wuchao spit out a mouthful of turbid blood, raised his head and looked at the martyr, and laughed eerily.

The martyr only recovered from the shock at this time. The Kirin beast under him also experienced strange changes. His limbs suddenly knelt down, his whole body trembled, and small black bumps continued to bulge on the surface of his skin, which were densely packed and extremely penetrating.

"Damn, what did you do to it!"

The martyr did not take the opportunity to attack the wounded and weak Master Wuchao. Instead, he turned over and took care of the Qilin beast's injury. He placed his hands on the Qilin beast's head. Looking at the Qilin beast's depressed expression, his face became increasingly grim. gloomy.

Master Wuchao used his luck to heal his wounds, and wisps of chaotic mist suddenly appeared outside his body. It was clearly the power of chaos that remained in his body after Zhu Houzhao had eliminated the attack of the crazy demon Taoist for him. When his face gradually turned rosy, , the hoarse voice sounded again:

"You're already dying, so you still have time to worry about this beast's life and death?"

The Martyr ignored Master Wuchao's taunt, and a bright golden light bloomed from his hands, turning the body of the Qilin Divine Beast into an illusion. Then he created a seal and integrated into the Qilin Divine Beast's body. The Qilin Divine Beast then closed its eyes and fell asleep. past.

After settling the Qilin beast, the martyr suddenly turned around. The consequence of burning his soul was the sharp pain that hit his senses like a tide, torturing his consciousness all the time.

The unimaginable soul flame almost swallowed up his consciousness.

In the endless sea of ​​suffering, his soul was like a lonely boat, swinging feebly with the waves.

At this moment, he suddenly missed the Buddha before. Although the uninterrupted whispering of Buddha's words was as painful as burning the soul, or even worse, but the paradise world, the illusion of getting rid of all worries, At least it would bring him some relief.

Although, all that is illusion.

Even so, the facts cannot be changed, and the situation at a disadvantage is not optimistic.The Kirin beast was plotted by Master Wuchao, which made the martyr feel extremely angry!

"Thirty breaths left," the martyr said abruptly.

Master Wuchao raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"What do you mean? Are you counting down the days to your death?"

"No, I'm pronouncing your death."

"Kill me? Thirty breaths?"

Master Wuchao raised his head and laughed loudly, as if he had heard some big joke.

"The Buddha behind you will perish with your death." The martyr said calmly, with a firm tone that made people feel as if he was stating a fact.

The laughter stopped suddenly. Master Wuchao slowly lowered his head and looked at the martyr, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. After a long pause, he squeezed out three words one by one through his teeth—— "Just, by you?"

"It's just me!"

The martyr roared violently, formed seals with his hands, and raised his head suddenly. The speed of burning his soul suddenly increased. The ancient runes between his eyebrows burst out with a burst of scorching golden light, and a roaring roar sounded again between heaven and earth.

"Qi——" The martyr's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted as if he had exhausted all his strength and shouted towards the sky: "Destroy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud rumbling sound. From the gap in the sky, the tip of the sword was slowly poked out, and an extremely terrifying pressure descended on this fantasy space.

Master Wuchao's expression changed. He had only experienced this level of pressure from Taoist clones and Bodhi Patriarch.

That is the shackles that break through the rules of the world, the pressure that can only be unleashed by the supreme Hunyuan Golden Immortal and the powerful semi-saint!

"Is this the final blow you summoned by burning your soul?" Master Wuchao said through gritted teeth.

"You should never, never should, hurt my Qilin Ancestor!"

The martyr's expression gradually became distorted, and the uncontrollable killing intent in his eyes was revealed. At the point where his soul was on the verge of burning out, his consciousness finally fell into madness.

The pressure exerted by Heaven on him reached its peak.The moment his soul burns out, he will perish and completely become a slave to the way of heaven. Like the unconscious, crazy demon Taoist before, he only knows how to follow the instructions of the way of heaven and act based on instinct.

"Nine Heavens—Excalibur!"

After the seal was completed, the martyr roared violently, and the hands raised high above his head were gradually pressing down at an extremely slow but determined speed.

The divine sword that appeared in the sky also followed the movements of the martyr, revealing its blade bit by bit from the tip to the hilt.

Every time a part of it is exposed, the pressure becomes stronger. Until the martyr's hands press down on his abdomen and the complete sword completely descends into the void, the pressure that transcends the shackles of the world's rules finally becomes violent. Like a whirlpool, it swept the entire place.

Master Wuchao looked horrified. All the immortal power in his body was sealed by the coercion. He stood on the same spot, completely losing his mobility and unable to move. He looked at the huge divine sword and murmured to himself Said:

"This coercion... is the last step of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, the peak of Semi-Saint..."

In addition to Yuanshi Tianzun, the second generation once again has the pressure of the semi-saint peak level, and the source of all this comes from the mysterious way of heaven, which is the death of the martyrs at the cost of their lives. one strike!

"Go and die in peace," said the martyr with a weak look.

His soul was swallowed up completely. He was in a state of exhaustion at this moment. His soul was swallowed up completely by the power of heaven. He was barely hanging on with only a stream of innate Tao Qi that had been preserved for hundreds of millions of years.

He wanted to see Master Wuchao die under the Nine Heavens Divine Sword with his own eyes. This was the price he paid for hurting the Qilin Divine Beast!

The rumbling sounds came one after another, and finally stopped abruptly when the terrifying pressure that swept the entire place reached its peak.The huge Nine Heavens Divine Sword also moved at this moment...