The Holy Emperor felt that the world was eclipsed, and there was only a hut in front of him with a faint light.

This scene was extremely familiar. The Holy Emperor subconsciously walked over, stretched out his trembling hands, and pushed open the door.

In the room, a woman sitting at the table was staring at the dishes and soup on the table. Although the food was not good, and there was not even a bit of meatiness, the woman could not help but swallow her saliva.

"Xing Lang is back."

The familiar smell of wild vegetables and the beautiful voice of the woman floated into the Holy Emperor's nose and ears.

"Uh-huh." The Holy Emperor responded blankly, and a pain of concentration made him a little distracted!

Holding on, he sat on a familiar stool and watched the woman fill a bowl of rice with a slightly burnt smell and put it in front of him.

"How did things go today?" the woman asked.

"Eat first." The Holy Emperor smiled.

The woman was a little shy, but when she moved her chopsticks, she devoured the food. The sound of chewing was like a stone mill grinding wheat.

The Holy Emperor looked at the woman blankly, then put some vegetables for her, and gave her the rice in the bowl little by little, leaving the burnt rice in his mouth. The bitter taste made him a little distracted, and his heart ached even more.

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Finally, the woman picked up the pottery bowl and drank the whole bowl of soup. Then she seemed to come back to her senses, and said timidly with a red face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xing, I can't control my mouth when I eat.

I’ll prepare some food for you and I’ll cook it for you…”

"Yuan Qin, I have to leave."

The woman froze, turned around and asked the Holy Emperor curiously: "Where are you going?"

"To fulfill our wishes."

"Would you like to go again if you don't want to eat?"

The Holy Emperor opened his mouth, and suddenly there was a needle-like pain in his head, and a stream of nosebleed flowed out.

"If you don't go, you won't be able to achieve it!"

The Holy Emperor closed his eyes, and a tear squeezed out of his red eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, a flying sword had been inserted into his heart, and there were more than a dozen weapons trying to pierce his protective purple energy from all directions.

He slapped his head, and a group of tiny insect corpses poured out from his right ear like water.

"Lie Xiao!" The young man in blue shirt was shocked when he saw the Holy Emperor waking up, and immediately shouted into the sky.

Before Lie Xiao had time to use his powers again, he and Zhitian were swallowed into the belly of a purple-qi dragon at the same time. In an instant, both of them were torn apart by the violent zhenqi in the purple-qi dragon's body.

The difference is that Zhitian has the power of immortality and can recover even if his body is broken, while Liexiao has already died in the belly of the dragon!

At this moment, the long sword in the hand of the young man in blue suddenly burst out with unprecedented momentum, and finally pierced the purple air. With a flash of cold light, it instantly penetrated the Holy Emperor's abdomen!

In the blink of an eye, all the dragons collapsed!

Before the young man in blue shirt could overjoy, he was struck on the forehead by the Holy Emperor's palm at the same time. With a bang, his head was shattered.

"Everyone spread out!"

The old voice echoed around the world, and at the same time, a thunder fell from the dark clouds in the sky.

Thick lightning struck down, lighting up the entire mountain. The Holy Emperor, whose true energy was broken, could no longer use his purple energy to resist the power of thunder. He was submerged in the lightning, and the surrounding mountain tops were shattered by countless arcs of lightning.

, withered grass turned to ashes, and in the blink of an eye, the entire mountain peak seemed to have become shorter by one foot.

Thunder passed by, and the burning smell spread out in confusion.

However, everyone's eyes widened.

In their field of vision, the man on the top of the mountain remained standing, but the young man in blue shirt whose head he smashed turned into charcoal.

The Holy Emperor slowly pulled out the sword on his heart and looked at the trembling flying sword in his hand. The Holy Emperor suddenly pulled out the sword on his abdomen and let the two swords collide. There was only a harsh golden sound and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Chao Liang below.

, fell to the ground in pain.

His flying sword broke.

The sword of the young man in blue was also broken. And even his charred corpse was shattered into ashes under the feet of the Holy Emperor and was carried away by the rain.

Bathed in the heavy rain, the Holy Emperor glanced around with cold eyes and pulled out a sword from his dragon robe.

"The sword is the king of a hundred weapons. There are countless people who use swords, but I am the only one who is good at swordsmanship!"

The figure of the Holy Emperor suddenly disappeared on the top of the mountain, and the next moment, the head of a monk who retreated from the top of the mountain was chopped off.

No figure of the Holy Emperor appeared, only a flash of silver light, and the heads of the monks fell one after another, their unwilling eyes still widening, as they rolled down the mountain.

Seeing the silver light heading down the mountain, Uncle Lian Yang immediately ordered: "Hold him!"

Sanwu Yan jumped out in one step, opened his mouth and puffed out a stream of smoke, which soon filled the surrounding area and poured out towards Beishan.

As soon as the silver light entered the smoke, it slowed down and revealed the figure of the Holy Emperor.

Sanwu Yan controls the smoke to continuously condense, making the Holy Emperor slower.

At this moment, a giant shadow appeared behind the Holy Emperor. It was the giant lava ghost. Its body pounced towards the smoke that enveloped the Holy Emperor, and its huge body pressed against the Holy Emperor.

At the same time, a ghost figure appeared in the sky above the giant ghost, and mud flowed out from its mouth, and in a blink of an eye, the giant ghost's curled-up body was wrapped into a small mountain.

Inside the mud flow, the head of the giant lava ghost was facing down its body. The Holy Emperor, who was entangled in the smoke, opened his mouth and spat out. In an instant, blazing flames burst out. The small hill formed by the mud instantly turned into a mountain of flames, and the fire spread rapidly.

, burning the bones in the Pond of Rotten Bones to ashes.

A piece of red land formed in the blink of an eye, and the scorching high temperature burned the Xishan Basin like hell.

The heavy downpour has no effect in extinguishing this hell, it all turns into water mist that evaporates and returns to the clouds.

The Holy Emperor's Dantian was broken. How could he withstand the power of the fire demon without his true energy?

Just when everyone thought they were successful, the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang..." was suddenly heard from the hill formed by the fire demon's body.

I saw the silver threads of the fire demon's body shining, and then a pillar of fire rose into the sky.

Among the pillars of fire, the Holy Emperor walked out with one sword and one person, and came to the foot of the hill. He raised his sword and disappeared. At the same time, the silver light flashed and he rushed in front of everyone.

However, when the silver sword killed everyone, these people turned into pieces of broken paper like paper paintings.

By the time the Holy Emperor reacted, he was already trapped in an illusory world.

As if he were in the starry sky, his eyes were full of stars, and it seemed that he could not reach the border no matter what.

Suddenly a cold light appeared behind him, and the Holy Emperor turned around and faced it with a sword.

When the sword tip collided with the cold light, countless sparks burst out. Slowly, the starry sky world in front of him was torn apart. A middle-aged man holding a long sword was fighting with him, it was Chao Liang!

The two men were extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and Chao Liang's messy swordsmanship was dazzling, as if there were multiple avatars surrounding the Holy Emperor from all directions.

There was only one Holy Emperor, and his swordsmanship was not very fancy, nor did he have the power to increase his power. However, every stab, slash, and block were used in the best possible way, and each time he would neutralize Chao Liang's offensive.

Chao Liang didn't care whether he would hurt innocent people. His sword energy split the sky and covered the earth, but it was difficult to hurt the hem of the Holy Emperor's clothes.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds in an instant.

The other monks also took advantage of this to surround him and cooperated with Chao Liang in performing spells.

There were also two ghosts, Xinglan and Yaocan from Su Zheng, who were attacking the Holy Emperor with weapons in hand.

There was also a man who desperately threw himself in front of the Holy Emperor and burned him with immortal fire.

The thin old man released Gu worms outside and prepared for a sneak attack, but at this moment, he saw surging cold light tearing in all directions from the Holy Emperor like sword nets. He was so frightened that the thin old man turned around and threw himself on the ground, avoiding the attack that passed over his head.

The terrifying sword energy.

Zhitian was not so lucky, he was turned into pieces and was blown away by the sword energy.

Chao Liang broke an arm but did not take a step back.

The two ghosts were actually unscathed. Yaocan's ghost hand turned into a spear and pierced the Holy Emperor's chest.

Shocked, Xinglan's soul flew away.

Bai Riyi took this opportunity, and his arms turned into vines and pierced the ground in front of him. In an instant, five thick vines grew out from under the Holy Emperor and wrapped around him.

At the perfect moment, the one-armed Chao Liang stabbed the Holy Emperor between his eyebrows with his sword.

The Holy Emperor suddenly broke a vine with his left hand and grabbed Chao Liang's sword like lightning.
Chapter completed!