Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

The price he paid was that his newly repaired body collapsed again, and purple blood gushed out like a fountain.

The already illusory figure of the Xuanhuang Patriarch dimmed even more in an instant, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

"cut!"

Ning Feng disregarded everything and a second, more condensed golden blade of light shot out from the air.

boom!

The Thunder Prison Emperor, who had just taken shape, was chopped to pieces again.

"Ah, ant, I will make sure you never get reincarnated!"

Thunder Prison Emperor's mind was filled with pain and complete madness, and his flesh and blood gathered together again.

boom,

At this time, Emperor Lei Yu was also completely furious. Seeing the attack coming down again, he killed without hesitation.

The divine power in the sky turned into thunder, quickly boiling and bombarding upwards.

boom,

boom,

boom,

Next, the third slash! The fourth slash! The fifth slash...

Every slash was accompanied by the further collapse of Ning Feng's domineering body.

Along with the rapid weakening of the aura of the Xuanhuang Patriarch.

Every time the Thunder Prison Emperor reunited, his aura dropped visibly.

The speed of condensation became slower and slower, and the newly condensed body was covered with unhealable golden cracks, looking hideous and terrifying.

This was a brutal war of attrition to the extreme.

It's a fight of will.

It's the foundation.

It is the determination to protect and the madness to destroy.

Whoever is crazier and willing to fight hard will win.

Ning Feng was like a blood-soaked god of war, swinging the Emperor-Slaying Blade again and again.

The figure of the Xuanhuang Patriarch was like a candle in the wind, becoming dimmer and more transparent.

But the relief and encouragement in his eyes never changed.

"Ancestor..."

Ning Feng's heart was bleeding. Every time he swung his sword, it felt like he was personally cutting off the old ancestor's last life.

"It's okay... child... this is... our home... and also... a new life..."

The Xuan Huang Patriarch's voice was intermittent, but extremely calm, "Seeing you... seeing that there is such a young man on Earth..."

"We...will die without regrets..."

When Ning Feng used the "Soul Burning Emperor Slash" for the eighth time.

The reunited body of the Thunder Prison Emperor was less than a hundred feet long and covered with cracks.

Golden royal blood continued to seep out, his aura fell to the bottom, and only hysterical fear and madness remained in his eyes.

He was a great emperor, yet he was forced to this point by a human from the holy realm. "Kill him."

The figure of the Xuanhuang Patriarch had become so faint that only a vague outline remained, as if it would completely disappear between heaven and earth at any time.

Ning Feng's condition had also reached its limit. Unable to withstand the backlash of the secret technique, his right arm and half of his body completely turned into a translucent purple crystal, unable to move any further.

The only remaining left arm was also covered with cracks, and it was trembling so much that it could barely hold the demon-subduing pestle.

The soul was like shattered glass, and the severe pain eroded every bit of consciousness.

"Final blow, Ning Feng! Send him to his death!"

Ancestor Xuan Huang vomited blood, but it all burned and turned into energy.

He roared with his last bit of strength, and the blurred outline burst into a final burst of brilliance, like a last ray of light.

"kill,"

Ning Feng roared to the sky, draining the last bit of strength from his body, even burning part of his original soul.

He put all his grief, anger, and will to protect.

Along with the life fire of the Xuanhuang Patriarch that was about to be completely extinguished, it was all integrated into this final blow.

"kill."

On Earth, all the warriors roared in anger.

boom,

Finally, the demon-subduing pestle flew out of his hand, it was not a physical entity.

Instead, it transformed into an ultimate blade of thought that condensed all will and strength, surpassing the speed of light!

It is no longer golden, but a mixture of chaos and golden light, carrying the breath of the creation of the world and the end of the era.

"Impossible, I am indestructible, the emperor is indestructible."

The Thunder Prison Emperor let out a scream of extreme despair, gathering the last remaining source of thunder.

It transformed into a cracked lightning shield blocking in front of him.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was only a "crack" sound like breaking glass.

The blade of thought silently penetrated the thunder shield and the last body of the Thunder Prison Emperor that he had tried so hard to condense.

It passed through the beating thunder core in his body, which represented his immortal origin.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The ferocious expression on the Thunder Prison Emperor's face was frozen, with madness, fear, and resentment in his eyes.

It solidified in an instant.

He looked down at the almost invisible hole in his chest.

next moment,

puff!

Like a bubble bursting.

The broken body of the Thunder Prison Emperor, along with the thunder core in his body that symbolizes the laws of the emperor.

Like a sand sculpture blown away by the wind, it silently turned into the tiniest dust, flashing with faint lightning, and slowly drifted away in the broken void.

No trace of breath remained.

Truly...the body and soul are completely destroyed.

The origin is completely destroyed.

The Thunder Prison Emperor fell.

Boom boom boom,

This time, there seemed to be a mysterious wail between heaven and earth.

Above the sky, the ancient road representing the Emperor of Thunder Prison dimmed in an instant, collapsed, and turned into countless fragments that fell down.

The spatial laws of the entire Earth were shaken, and blood-colored rain of light fell, as if wailing for the complete fall of an emperor.

silence!

Deathly silence enveloped the entire battlefield!

The Bone Dragon Emperor's phosphorous soul fire swayed wildly, filled with boundless fear.

The other emperors who were fighting fiercely had their offensives completely stopped and were terribly shocked.

Po Jun was covered in blood, but he grinned, revealing his bloodstained white teeth: "Good, good job! I really did it."

"Hahaha! So satisfying! That old fellow, the Thunder Prison Emperor, has fallen."

Blood dripped from the tip of Tan Lang's spear, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The gaze of Qi Sha under the black robe was fixed on the Bone Dragon Emperor, and there was a cold murderous intent in the dead silence.

The Kyoto command hall erupted in thunderous cheers and cries.

At this moment, Chao Dao, the overlord of the Earth, collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.

Mo Lin howled to the sky, like a madman.

Li Tao slammed his fist to the ground, tears streaming down his face. "Ancestor, did you see that? The emperor... is dead. We killed him!"