As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

A terrifying murderous intent suddenly surged up.

As if sensing the threat, the Fusang Tree shook continuously. The ten Golden Crows actually transformed into pure Tao principles and merged into the Fusang Tree. The Demon-Trapping Array instantly glowed with golden light, and it rained down on the Xia Emperor Cauldron like a rain of swords.

at the same time.

A trembling atmosphere suddenly spread.

The emperor's tomb was shaking, weeds and ancient trees were growing wildly, the golden sea of suffering was steaming like the sea, and a pair of golden eyes suddenly opened.

"Chichi!"

Golden light sprinkled down, and the mountain-like Xia Emperor Cauldron was burned with fine holes. The Dao instantly became chaotic, and under the traction of the Qi, Saint Emperor Xia Shang spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and golden flames ignited on his body.

The flame burned from the inside out, igniting his Dao seed and could not be extinguished.

But he fought to the death and still stood proudly in the air, not letting any golden light fall. He shouted fiercely: "Everyone, the Emperor's Tomb has completely revived. This is the last chance. Make a move!"

"kill!!"

Seeing Xia Shang's Dao Seed being ignited, Ye Qingtian swung up the Demon-Slaying Sword and soared into the sky, chopping at the Fusang tree like a reckless man, and sword energy gushed out of his body like hemp.

The saints also roared in anger.

They all felt the trembling aura, and it was definitely a quasi-emperor.

At this moment, everyone reached their highest state, murderous intent was overwhelming, and the quasi-imperial weapons were pushed to the extreme, and the infinite Dao smashed towards the Fusang tree.

"Wow!"

Like the sound of glass breaking, the saints put all their strength into creating a crack in the demon-trapping formation.

But the Xia Emperor Cauldron also shattered at the same time, and the fragments of the Dao were scattered everywhere.

Holy Emperor Xia Shang spat out a mouthful of blood, fell from the air, and his hair turned white in an instant.

The disordered Dao is overflowing, and there are signs of scattered Dao...

Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the evil monk Futu, and the Buddhist kingdom suppressed him. A huge palm slapped towards Xia Shang, trying to kill him.

"court death!"

Ye Qingtian and Ouyang shouted loudly, not caring about their injuries, and used the Demon-Slaying Sword and Xueyu to block Xia Shang's fatal blow.

The Buddhist kingdom of Buddha was destroyed by a single sword.

The Buddha's palm was also cut into pieces by the Immortal Saint's cicada wings, and he roared angrily: "Foolish, he is going to die. Instead of killing him for nothing in the Tomb of the Emperor of Dao, it is better to let this Buddha eat him!"

"Bald donkey, die!"

Ye Qingtian's face was extremely cold.

The demon-slaying sword flew out of his hand, and a bright sword light slashed towards the halo above Fu Tu's head like a black sun across the sky. The natal holy sword on his back was drawn out and struck Fu Tu like a madman.

The Immortal Saint took out a holy pill and fed it to Xia Shang.

Wanted to stop him from spreading.

Unfortunately, Xia Shang had previously reached the ultimate state of sublimation and had fought against ten golden crows and two holy dragons, but was trapped in the magic array and burned by the golden light, causing his Tao seeds to wither, so it was of no use.

"The sky is shining..."

Xia Shang looked at Ye Qingtian who was fighting with Fu Tu, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let him eat, I can't spread the Tao in the emperor's tomb..."

"Old Xia!"

Ye Qingtian turned around suddenly and looked at Xia Shang in disbelief. When he saw that Xia Shang's face was full of wrinkles and he was visibly thinner, he was stunned.

He and Xia Shang are saints who have transcended tribulations in their time. They met when they were traveling around the world at the age of twenty. After a battle, they regarded each other as lifelong enemies, but they also sympathized with each other.

How could he just watch Xia Shang being eaten by Futu?

"Qingtian, let him eat. He is right. I can't spread the Dao in the Emperor's Tomb and slaughter him for nothing."

Xia Shang's face turned pale, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Qingtian, I'm leaving first. You will go to see the scenery on the imperial road for me..."

"Old Xia, why do you have to do this..."

Ye Qingtian looked at Xia Shang with complicated eyes, his palm holding the sword was covered in blood.

He is a pure person.

All I seek in this life is to attain enlightenment, and there are only two or three people I care about: one close relative and one good friend.

The rest of the people would die in front of him.

He won't even have the slightest tremor...

"My Xia family is the royal family of the Great Wilderness World, and we have been supported by the people of the Great Wilderness World for ten thousand years. But we abandoned them back then. I owe them a debt..."

Xia Shang said hoarsely: "I couldn't protect the people of the world from wind and rain when I was alive, but I can't harm them after I die."

"Good, Mr. Xia is worthy of being the descendant of Emperor Xia, and has great compassion."

The Buddha standing nearby heard this and said with a compassionate face: "If I don't go to hell, who will? For the sake of the lives of the people in the Great Wilderness, for the monks in the world to get out of the emperor's tomb, and to prevent Tu Ang from becoming an emperor, this Buddha is willing to fall into the netherworld and bear this cause and effect..."

After saying this, Fu Tu opened his huge mouth and his eyes turned scarlet.

Suddenly swallowed Xia Shang...

Ye Qingtian's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but want to attack.

However, Xia Shang shook his head firmly at him!

"How dare you, ant, eat my blood?"

Just as the huge mouth of the pagoda was about to fall, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was very soft, a low whisper, but it sounded like thunder exploding in my ears.

The huge mouth of the pagoda opened wide and could no longer hold anything...

The faces of the saints changed instantly, and they looked at the crack in the Fusang tree with pale faces.

I only saw outside the crack.

There was a figure sitting on the throne.

The figure had wings growing from his ribs, dragon horns growing from his head, and his arms were two ferocious and terrifying dragons. Flames were wrapped around his body, and a pair of bright golden eyes looked down at the saints in the crack, like a god!

"Ancient God Tu Ang!"

Seeing that figure, Futu's face became extremely gloomy, and he looked at Ye Qingtian and the Immortal Saint with resentment.

Just a little bit different.

If it weren't for these two stupid pigs, he would have successfully devoured Xia Shang long ago.