The quiet words resounded through the vast universe. The Immortal Lord Destruction finally took action. He used the imperial weapon to hit the divine whip, revived the ultimate divine power, hung in the sky to suppress the eternal world, and the Immortal Light of the Emperor Dao flowed down the sky.

puff

The blood flowers bloomed, bright red like fire.

However, it was not Ye Chen who was hit by the divine whip, but Shura Heavenly Lord. In that moment, he imposed the supreme forbidden method and replaced his position with Ye Chen.

"Walk."

The Heavenly Lord fell from the sky again, his voice was quite hoarse, and the remaining trace of consciousness finally awakened that awakening: the two of them alone could not fight against the Heavenly Court.

If you want to pay off your blood debt, someone needs to live.

And that person wouldn't be him.

He had already destroyed his Taoist roots and was too seriously injured. He could no longer escape. It was because he had a kind of persistence and belief in blocking the Emperor's weapon. He still believed that he could go out alive and wait until his cultivation level was great, and then he came to Yin Ming to settle the matter.

They are defeated, but they always have to leave a hope and a hope for revenge.

"Zhao Yun, I can't hold on."

The Heavenly Lord smiled exhausted. He could see that the divine light was scattered in his eyes, and only half of his life was left. If he was hit by the weapon of the Extreme Dao Emperor, the fire of the soul was extinguished, like a fallen leaves in late autumn, swaying from the misty sky, dissipating the last touch of divine beauty.

As life and death die, he seemed to be able to see a back, tenacious and upright, like an ancient monument, standing at the end of time.

That was Zhao Yun, a worldly god of war.
Chapter completed!