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A powerful force rippled out from Luo Ming's body.

This power did not belong to him. His body was split into two, one half was a human, and the other half was a golden-bearded dragon horn. With his handsome face that looked like a painting, he looked extremely weird.

"Emperor Sui..."

Suddenly, the golden branches that covered the sky swayed gently, "I can grant you eternal life."

“It’s to become a part of you.”

Luo Ming raised the corner of his mouth on one side of his face, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Zheng——! !

The crisp sound of swords being drawn was heard.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to have stopped breathing, and a sharp sword energy suddenly filled the entire space, as if countless invisible swords appeared around him.

Jingliu suddenly noticed that the sweet floral scent in this space seemed to be much more condensed.

He sensed danger!

Thick golden branches pressed towards Luo Ming madly, the fruits on the branches burst one after another, and the bloody human faces looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

Luo Ming did not dodge or evade. He held the hilt of the sword horizontally with his right hand and exerted force suddenly.

bass--!

The blinding silver light flashed and disappeared.

The long sword that has been nurtured for three thousand years is finally unsheathed!

A dazzling sword beam cut through the sky and rushed straight into the clouds. Wherever the sword beam passed, it tore open a crack leading to the depths of the void. Above the sky, countless stars were crumbling, as if everything would turn into nothingness.

In front of the sword.

The thousand-faced strange tree that covered the sky was as fragile as paper. It was split in half in an instant and turned into golden mist that dissipated in the air.

The boundless blood-stained hellland disappeared in an instant, and a deep ravine was torn out of the huge warships, pouring out the bright starlight that should have been in the sky.

The Dragon Lord, who was in the midst of a dragon frenzy, was also awakened by this sword. A hint of deep fear appeared in his remaining mad eyes.

"Suddenly...died?"

The surviving elite Cloud Riders looked at the golden mist dissipating in the air, their faces first showing a look of dull disbelief, and then were filled with intense ecstasy at having survived the calamity.

Outside the blood boundary, the soldiers who were fighting a desperate battle with the overwhelming number of evil people saw that the powerful and invincible enemy of the alliance turned into a golden mist and gradually dissipated. Their fearless determination was instantly replaced by unstoppable joy and burning fighting spirit, and the spears that were aimed at the enemy seemed to be burning with golden flames at this moment.

"Master, we won."

Jing Liu, whose body was covered in blood, spoke while panting. She looked at Luo Ming's back with a weak and joyful smile on her face.

But when she wanted to hold her master's sword-holding hand.

Luo Ming had his back to her, and a somewhat suppressed voice came out: "Escort Long Zun and the seriously injured Cloud Riders away first."

"Master?"

Jing Liu suddenly realized something, her tone changed at this moment, and she rushed forward desperately wanting to hug Luo Ming.

However, Luo Ming's figure flashed and he appeared in the place in front where the golden mist was the thickest. He held his head with both hands and bent over in pain and distortion.

"Master!!!"

The weak Jing Liu was frozen in place, her bloodstained face changing color instantly. She had never been as panicked as she was now. Even when she faced the invincible Shu Hu not long ago, she was able to greet death as calmly as a resolute sword.

"Hehehe."

A deep and layered voice came out from Luo Ming's mouth.

Half of the face with golden beard and dragon horns began to encroach on his normal cheek.

"It's true that I can't devour your memories, but as long as I erase your soul, this body will still be mine!"

The scene of being deceived by the Emperor Bow thousands of years ago is still vivid in my mind.

This time, Emperor Sui hid enough strength and waited until Luo Ming was exhausted, then he would suddenly jump up and forcibly invade his perfect body.

"Emperor Sui, do you think you won?"

Luo Ming's voice sounded, his face was being swallowed inch by inch by the dragon head, one of his eyes flashed with an evil golden light, but his voice seemed incomparably calm.

Emperor Sui felt a sense of crisis.

The erosion speed was getting faster, and most of the face was occupied by the illusory dragon head.

Behind him, Jingliu's hand that was tightly gripping the Zhili Sword began to tremble, and a dark red glow gradually appeared in his eyes.

She seemed to be back to that day again, feeling deep despair and powerlessness.

It turns out that she is no match for her master.

It turned out that she couldn't help the Master at all.

She hates herself.

She hated her own weakness!

I could only watch helplessly as my master’s soul was wiped out and his body was taken away.

Sudden.

Luo Ming's two completely different eyes looked into the depths of the golden mist at the same time.

"I am the moment, I am the eternity..."

A huge strange tree with a thousand faces stretched out its body from the golden mist.

"Suddenly?!!"

The illusory dragon head's expression changed slightly.

"Haha, you are not dead after all." Luo Ming sighed calmly, "The messenger of the God of Life is indeed not something that ordinary people can defeat."

"Luo Ming! Before He fully recovers, you give up resistance. I promise to take your disciples and escape from the Luofu Immortal Boat!"

Emperor Sui said in a low and urgent voice, "I keep my promise!"

After occupying half of Luo Ming's body, Emperor Sui could easily feel Luo Ming's passionate feelings for his white-haired swordsman disciple.

"Otherwise she will be buried with you!"

Luo Ming turned around and looked at Jing Liu, who was shedding tears of blood. His enchanting face suddenly smiled, and his voice was gentle, with unforgettable reluctance: "Jing Liu... If there is a next life, I will not be your master."

"Master!!"

Jingliu saw the determination to die in Luo Ming's eyes.

She panicked instantly.

He stretched out his blood-stained hand, as if trying to grab something.

A gentle sword light came.

He rolled up Jingliu's weak body and shot it rapidly backwards.

"In my next life, I will definitely marry you."

Luo Ming closed his eyes, stretched out his left hand, stroked the jade ornament on his chest, and whispered a wish for the next life.

"what you up to?!"

Suihuang's voice suddenly became extremely alert, and the illusory dragon head that occupied most of his face flashed with an uneasy light.

"Please follow me to die."

Luo Ming grabbed the jade ornament with his left hand and, like a moth flying into a flame, rushed towards the strange tree that was stretching its body and was about to fully revive.

Click——!

The jade ornament broke into two pieces in the palm of my hand.

Unparalleled sword energy suddenly burst out, like a dazzling galaxy, easily swallowing up Luo Ming's tiny body.

Jianshou Jingliu is a sword that is close to his body. It is filled with sword energy and can split the sky.

The moment when Luo Ming’s soul flew away.

The fighting on the battlefield between hundreds of billions of Luofu and the Fengrao coalition suddenly stopped.

Everyone raised their heads in horror and looked into the depths of the starry sea. No matter whether it was the Luofu soldiers or the people of Fengchou, they all felt at this moment that an unimaginable gaze had descended on this immortal boat.

A brilliant arrow of light dropped from the sky and easily pierced through the immortal monster tree. His scream, which had not yet been uttered, was obliterated in the light along with the golden mist.

The second ray of light pierced through the deep space and fell towards the endless and abundant giant ships in the sea of ​​stars.

The flames that engulfed the galaxy have not yet dissipated.

The third arrow of light descended again...

It was like the whisper of a moth before it dissipated, echoing in the illusory layers of air: "I swear to be like a cloud blocking the sky, protecting the immortal boat, and never landing on the ground..."