No time to think about it.

Yuhuang thought about it and was about to take back the flying knife. Suddenly.

Shen Changqing stretched out his right hand and pinched the flying knife forcefully. A strong wave came from the flying knife, as if he wanted to break free from the shackles of his hand.

only.

Before the flying knife could really escape, his right hand holding the flying knife showed a deep black wave, and he swallowed the flying knife directly.

When the flying knife fell into the Minghe Realm, the power of heaven and earth suppressed it, and the flying knife suddenly became quiet.

at the same time.

Yuhuang also noticed the connection between himself and Fei Daowen, and was immediately blocked, his eyes extremely cold.

"Hand over my Imperial Dao soldiers!"

He was furious in his heart, but also a little scared.

Being able to cut off the connection between oneself and Taoist soldiers is a method that can be described as unbelievable.

That flying knife is an unusual Taoist weapon. It was obtained from ancient ruins. It took ten thousand years to subdue it, and then it was sacrificed and refined into a protective Taoist weapon.

now.

This Taoist soldier was suppressed by the opponent, which was a huge loss to Yuhuang.

But before he could get too angry, Shen Changqing's Tao Yun emerged, and a golden sea of ​​thunder spread out, and countless golden blades shattered the void.

Sensing the threat of the golden chaos blade, a divine shield appeared on Yuhuang's body.

However.

As soon as the divine power shield was raised, it was torn apart by the golden blade.

Intense power bombarded Yuhuang's body, causing his huge body like a mountain to be riddled with holes in an instant, and countless divine blood flowed down the body.

The scene can be described as changing rapidly.

The scene that was originally evenly divided instantly turned into Shen Changqing having the absolute upper hand.

Physical injuries.

Nanyang Sect's luck was also completely depleted.

Without the blessing of luck, Yuhuang's aura fell instantly.

"It's time to finish!"

Shen Changqing stepped into the void and appeared directly above the Yuhuang. When he landed, the terrifying power exploded, causing the opponent to whimper and fall straight down.

The mountains collapsed with a rumble.

The huge Nanyang Sect was in ruins.

Some Nanyang Sect disciples who were unable to dodge were directly turned into flesh under the crushing force of Wan Zhang's body.

"The Yuhuang was defeated!"

Seeing this scene, the strong men who were watching secretly understood.

After all, the emperor of the Nanyang clan was no match for the emperor Fu. The countless golden blades that destroyed the void just now made them all feel a great threat.

put yourself in someone else's shoes

If it were him, his body would be torn into pieces in an instant.

The Emperor Yu was defeated.

It didn't cause much shock.

The outcome has been doomed from the beginning!

Even with Nanyang Sect's luck, the opponent couldn't suppress that person. Now that Nanyang Sect's luck has dissipated, there is no chance of winning.

Now.

The only thing they care about is whether Emperor Yu will die.

If the emperor falls, then the Nanyang clan will be completely over.

Below the mountains.

Yuhuang's body was broken, and Lingyu was already in a state of chaos. Compared with the physical injuries, the inner shock was the biggest.

A majestic king of the clan, how had he ever been so crushed by other monks?

Especially Shen Changqing's untidy hair at the back makes him feel like he is being played with in front, which is simply ridiculous.

at this time.

Shen Changqing stood in the void, the power of the Blue Thunder Emperor Slash had been concentrated to the extreme, and the breath that escaped could make the void disappear silently.

"stop!"

A cold voice came, and vast power came across the sky.

Just when that force was about to hit, Shen Changqing threw away the power of Cang Lei Emperor without even thinking.

Click! The void collapsed.

The huge golden blade seemed to split the world into two. When that power came into view, Luo Qiu's originally calm face could not help but show a bit of shock.

Without any time to think, he clenched his fist with his right hand and punched it out, colliding hard with the force.

moment.

Divine power tears.

The flesh and blood of the fist were completely gone, and even a few of the finger bones were broken, leaving almost indelible damage.

"This Holy Son underestimates you!"

Luo Qiu's face was as gloomy as water. The injury on his right hand was recovering, but unfortunately, only the surface could be recovered, and it was impossible to completely erase the damage inside.

unless.

Only by annihilating your physical body and being reborn with the power of the Kingdom of God can you eliminate this kind of harm.

But any time you recast your body, it is a huge loss.

For his current state, this is equivalent to slowing down the steps of the God of Enlightenment.

"Luo Xiao Divine Clan!" Shen Changqing narrowed his eyes.

The appearance of the Luo Xiao Divine Clan was a bit unexpected, but it was also reasonable.

No matter how you say it, the Nanyang Clan is still an ancient clan of gods under the control of the Luo Xiao Clan. For reasons and reasons, the Luo Xiao Clan does not sit back and watch the possibility of the Nanyang Clan being destroyed.

It is normal to take action at critical moments.

only.

The arrival of powerful men from the Luo Xiao Divine Clan made Shen Changqing somewhat unexpected.

He was also afraid of this strong man from the palace.

As distinguished before.

Li Kaiyang can only be regarded as a strong person in the second echelon, and the monks from the Shrine in front of him are the ones in the first echelon.

With his current strength, if he wants to suppress or kill Luo Qiu, unless he uses those shady trump cards, it is almost impossible to just rely on his own background.

"The Holy Son of the Luoxiao Divine Clan!"

Seeing Luo Qiu's appearance, other powerful men were also shocked.

Naturally, they would not feel anything strange about the existence of this holy son of the Luo Xiao Divine Clan.

During the previous battle between the Ziyun Clan, this man once showed extremely terrifying strength, overwhelming the Ziyun Clan's half-step god master.

Such strong men.

In the eyes of these monks, even compared to Sword Emperor Li Kaiyang, they are probably no different.

Luo Qiu's face was cold: "The Nanyang Clan is our clan's power, and the little Tianshun Clan dares to act so arrogantly. It is simply a matter of life and death. Now you kneel down and beg for mercy. I, the Holy Son, will give you a chance to live.

If you don't know what is good and what is good, not only will you die, but the Tianshun clan behind you will also be destroyed!"

Although the force of the blow just now was very strong, in his opinion, it was nothing more than that.

If I hadn't been unprepared, I wouldn't have suffered such injuries at all.

now.

Luo Qiu also had a lot of murderous intention in his heart.

But simply suppressing the other party cannot vent the murderous intention. Only by humiliating the other party can the evil spirit inside one's heart be truly vented.

"Tsk, tsk, the Luo Xiao God Clan's loud tone really opened my eyes!" "Come in!"

Fuhuang looked ugly.

Just as he finished speaking, the void in front of his eyes opened, and a young man walked out of it.
To be continued...