True Tao Dharma·Void Space!
The world is like a piece of colorful drawing paper, a piece of which has been erased by a file.
The scene in front of Yin Xiu was rapidly distorting and peeling off, and the invulnerable Emperor Zhongluo was also involved in the ripples. The whole person collapsed and gradually turned into a small black dot. Together with everything around Yin Xiu, it was Erase.
Ren Qi had already seen the power of that spell. If Yin Xiu hadn't absorbed the spell before, he might have been shattered into pieces by now, with not even the scum left.
So when he saw the same light appearing on Yin Xiu's hand, Ren Qi stepped hard and struggled to get away from them.
Even so, part of his clothes disappeared along with the house at his feet without a trace.
An extremely terrifying spell that destroys everything and obliterates everything.
Yin Xiu looked at the land that had been stripped away a few more inches in front of him, and felt that the most dangerous spell in the world was nothing more than this.
However, his sigh soon turned into surprise.
Not far away, a blurry black shadow appeared within the range where the spell had been used just now.
It was a small ball at first, and then turned into a mirror. Emperor Chongluo appeared from the hole that looked like an abyss and fell back to the ground.
Unscathed, the emperor Zhongluo stood in front of Yin Xiu and Ren Qi like a mountain.
"Taoist priest, you have really given me a lot of surprises, but now, everything is over."
Emperor Zhongluo took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet immediately cracked, seemingly unable to bear the power conveyed by his step.
Yin Xiu's face was cold, and she used Five Ghosts to Luck Money with her other hand, grabbing the famous sword Izumi Ichimonji in her hand.
"When did you learn to play with two swords like me?"
Ren Qi glanced at him, "It's still a Japanese sword. You hooked up with a Japanese woman. Did your sweetheart give you the famous sword at home?"
"Fuck you."
Yin Xiu glared at him, "Can't I kill a Japanese Ronin and take it from him?"
"Absolutely."
Ren Qi stopped chatting, straightened one foot forward, and slightly bent the knee of the other foot, making a lunge and squatting posture, ready to go.
"Wait." Yin Xiu suddenly stopped him.
"What?"
Ren Qi turned around and saw Yin Xiu opening her mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood from the tip of her tongue, sprinkling it all over Ren Qi's face.
"Okay, now your sword also has Gang Qi, you can break his corpse Qi."
Yin Xiu smashed his mouth.
Ren Qi lowered his head to look at his two swords. Sure enough, they were stained with little bits of blood.
"Can you spray more accurately? Don't be like a watering can." Ren Qi said in disgust.
"Next time, I'll be closer next time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Zhongluo roared forward, his whole body shrouded in black energy, as if he was wearing an extended cloak, full of power.
Yin Xiu and Ren Qi moved forward together, and they changed positions tacitly with just one glance. Yin Xiu turned from left to right, and activated [Tianyan Star] at the same time, and her speed suddenly increased.
As soon as Izumi's words flashed, he took the lead and stabbed the emperor Zhongluo in the throat.
The Emperor Zhongluo stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of the knife several times to remove Izumi Ichimonji's edge. He then put his hand on the blade and touched Yin Xiu.
The famous sword Chaofeng followed closely, targeting the emperor Zhongluo's face.
At the same time, Ren Qi had also arrived, turning the other four swords into heavy hammers and smashing them against Emperor Zhongluo's side.
The two swords stained with blood on the tip of his tongue were thrust into his ribs.
Emperor Zhongluo was attacked from both sides, but he didn't seem to see it at all. He just swayed as if he was drunk. His feet didn't move, and his body swayed. After avoiding a few deadly blades, he punched with one hand and punched with the other. A hand smashed the elbow, breaking up the attack between the two.
Yin Xiu and Ren Qi suddenly felt that their previous close cooperation had been disrupted.
It was only then that Emperor Zhongluo suddenly took an unstoppable step and reached towards Yin Xiu's chest with one hand.
Yin Xiu opened her mouth and shouted loudly.
Tianlong Bayin·Zhen!
However, Emperor Zhongluo's speed did not slow down, breaking through the sound wave, and his punch rushed like a mountain torrent.
Yin Xiuyou's dragon power was running, and he pulled his elbow back for a while, then moved forward again, and Izumi stabbed the emperor Zhongluo with one word.
The fist met the blade, and the fire burst out.
There was only a crisp sound, the iron blade collapsed, and Izumi's clear sword broke into several fragments, flying into the air and turning into fallen leaves.
The most famous sword in the Four Kingdoms was destroyed tonight under the Emperor Zhongluo Fist Peak.
Ma Xiaoyu felt her heart heat up, and her brows suddenly furrowed.
In the crowd of zombies, she fought off a zombie with one hand, then reached out and took out a paper figurine from her windbreaker pocket.
I saw that the paper man with Yin Xiu's birth date was burning rapidly.
This paper man represents Yin Xiu's lifeline and also shows his current state.
Ignoring the zombies that were still coming, Ma Xiaoyu stared at the paper man.
Although she was hoping for a miracle to happen and believed in Yin Xiu, the paper man started burning from the head and showed no signs of stopping.
It wasn't until the flames burned Ma Xiaoyu's fingers that she woke up from the sting.
The paper figure in his hand fell to the ground and turned into ashes.
Yin Xiu's life was burned out!
"Sister, what are you doing!?"
The white peacock struggled to resist the zombies, and at the same time had to deal with the zombies controlled by the insects. It was simply exhausted.
She used all the magic weapons in her body, but it could only temporarily slow down the zombies.
However, on the other side of Ma Xiaoyu, because she stopped and lost her mind and stopped waving the spell, the zombies had already gathered around her.
Seeing that Ma Xiaoyu was about to fall into a desperate situation, Bai Peacock was anxious, but he was unable to help.
She was so anxious that she was about to shed tears, and then she saw something strange happening to Ma Xiaoyu's body under the moonlight.
The long black hair that was originally tied together into a ponytail had unraveled at some point and draped over her shoulders, turning into pure white.
Her manicured nails suddenly grew longer and were stained with a hint of scarlet.
After the white peacock shouted again, Ma Xiaoyu turned around, her golden pupils were like stars and comparable to the sun.
In the middle of her eyebrows, a lotus flower flickered, emitting a dense purple aura.
Golden eyes, red armor, and white hair made Ma Xiaoyu's red lips even brighter, almost bleeding.
Everything seemed strange and dangerous.
At this moment, Ma Xiaoyu seemed to be a Rakshasa girl from the ghost country, with murderous intent all over her body and as cold as frost.
The white peacock was stunned and felt chills all over his bones, staying where he was.
Ma Xiaoyu's eyes were shining with golden light at this moment, and golden mana was lingering on her fingers, like thunder and lightning.
Several zombie kings leaped up and rushed towards Ma Xiaoyu, spitting out black air.
Ma Xiaoyu pinched the sword technique, drew a few strokes in the void with her hand, and then slid her fingers on the three-color ruler.
The three colors of red, yellow and green light on the ruler changed as her fingers touched it, and they were all filled with golden light.
She recited the mantra, and every time she recited a word, golden light bloomed from her body, gradually covering the entire courtyard in the light.
This light cheered up the white peacock, but made the zombies frightened and couldn't help but let out a low cry. Then, Ma Xiaoyu waved her magic ruler, and around her, the zombie kings and zombies were pierced by golden light, burning up, and then turned into ashes.
After wiping out the surrounding zombies, Ma Xiaoyu looked at the sky, focusing on the majestic black vortex in the night sky of Qianfo Temple.
As if she was extremely angry, she put her feet on the ground and soared into the air. Her feet touched the ridge of the roof and then jumped out for more than ten meters. Feng Xu braved the wind and swayed forward.
The white peacock stared blankly at the spot, and then he remembered that he was still on the ground.
"Wait for me, I can't keep up!"
……
"Soon you will be just like him."
Emperor Zhongluo approached Ren Qi.
"But I think it would be nice to turn you into a zombie."
At this time, Ren Qi was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, with only a sword left in his hand, and blood was flowing down along the hilt.
His bones were broken again, more seriously than before, almost killing him.
He and Yin Xiu, two masters of the synaesthesia realm, were unable to fight Han Bao, and were completely destroyed by him with only a few moves.
Yin Xiu was knocked off the cliff by him. He was so seriously injured that he was probably dead.
But he was unable to fight anymore, and death was only a matter of the other's thoughts. Ren Qi could not help but start to recall those past events, his eyes blurred.
"He's right, this is my life, I can't escape it no matter what." Ren Qi sighed.
"What?"
Emperor Chongluo has always been most interested in fate, cause and effect, and destiny, and his curiosity was aroused by Ren Qi.
"You said this is your life?"
Emperor Zhongluo stretched out his hand, his hand filled with black energy, "Explain it clearly."
"Huh, maybe he was just joking at first?"
Ren Qi laughed: "That guy said that those of us named Ren will inevitably become zombies in the end, whether in the provincial capital, Jiaozhi or other places.
Regardless of whether you are a wealthy businessman, an outsider, or an expert, you will all end up with the same goal in the end, becoming a zombie. ”
"Is this engraved on a stone tablet or written in a life book?" Emperor Zhongluo asked.
"Neither."
Ren Qi shook his head, "He said he read it in martial arts novels."
"Oh, nonsense!"
Emperor Zhongluo punched the wall, and gravel flew all over Ren Qiyi.
"The real overlord, the king, neither believes in fate nor is afraid of cause and effect. He kills when he wants and eats when he wants. He is not afraid of God punishing him one day, nor is he worried that someone will come to him for revenge.
Because he is an extremely tyrannical and extremely great person. How can such a person be bothered by flies and sparrows and worried about insects? ”
"You are not a human, you are a zombie."
Ren Qi retorted: "No matter how powerful you are, no matter how extreme you are, will the stench of zombies on your body be covered up by this?"
Emperor Zhongluo suddenly came closer, Ren Qi's pale face reflected on his visor.
"Let me ask you, what's the good thing about being a human? An insect lives and dies in a hurry, and it's hard to escape old age, sickness and death. Zombies are different!"
He stood up, arms outstretched, and paced.
"A zombie is neither afraid of cold nor heat, does not suffer from hunger and thirst, and can live as long as heaven and earth. Any disasters and illnesses have nothing to do with it.
He is the greatest and most powerful being on this earth, and he is also the pinnacle of power on this earth, arrogant and overlooking everything.
Zombies are the kings on this earth. ”
Emperor Zhongluo said so happily that black energy could not help but appear on his body.
However, Ren Qi sneered: "Emperor Zhongluo, if being a zombie is really as good as you said, why are you obsessed with becoming an immortal? You even regard turning me into a zombie as punishment, then Let me ask you, if being a zombie is really a good thing, wouldn’t it be an advantage for me?”
"You!"
Emperor Zhongluo could not refute. He raised his fist and smashed Ren Qi to pieces. He did not ask him to become a zombie, but wanted him to become a dead person.
At this moment, a dazzling golden light struck.
Emperor Zhongluo turned around subconsciously and saw a woman wrapped in golden light flying towards him.
Golden eyes, white hair, red armor.
Ma Linglong! !
"It's been hundreds of years, why are you not dead yet!?"
Emperor Zhongluo was rarely surprised. There was a faint hint of timidity in his tone, and his figure couldn't help but stagnate. The domineering aura that originally belonged to the king dissipated a bit.
Ma Xiaoyu didn't hear this call. Her golden eyes only saw the black energy all over Emperor Zhongluo's body.
She raised the three-color ruler and stabbed the emperor Zhongluo, and the sound of dragon roar could not be heard.
The Emperor Zhongluo raised his hand and caught the ruler with one hand. The corpse energy on the armor was like a burning oil pan on the fire, sizzling and boiling.
His corpse energy is dissipating!
Emperor Zhongluo immediately punched again, trying to force Ma Xiaoyu back.
However, Ma Xiaoyu did not retreat but advanced. She got close to him and used her hand to strike out with the sword technique.
Bang!
It was the chest that was hit, but sparks exploded from the back of Emperor Zhongluo's heart.
Under the attack of two synaesthesia masters, Emperor Zhongluo, who was as tough as a mountain, wavered.
He took another step back, but no longer moved forward, but continued to retreat.
Black energy boiled, and corpse energy spurted out from his hands, forming a wall.
Wherever he passed, the ground was corroded into a hornet's nest and pushed straight towards Ma Xiaoyu.
"The Heavenly Master gave the order, and the Fire God Zhu Rong performed the Dharma as urgently as the law commanded!"
There was a golden light, Ma Xiaoyu pushed out with a palm, and a fire dragon jumped out, smashed the wall formed by the corpse energy, and roared towards the Emperor Zhongluo.
This scene was exactly the same as everything he had experienced.
The female Taoist priest who saw thousands of miles by day, visited ghosts and gods at night, manipulated thunder and fire, and commanded the fairies in the world, was still imprinted in the mind of the Emperor Zhongluo, and could not be removed. Her voice, appearance, and smile were still not blurry in the slightest.
But that was nearly a hundred years ago!
How is that possible! ?
Emperor Zhongluo was engulfed in flames, smashing countless houses and falling into the sea of fire.
Ma Xiaoyu's face was expressionless, but the golden pupils in her eyes were burning, consuming her mana and soul every moment.
She was still forming seals with her fingers, gathering her magic power, and the golden Dragon Emperor's son was looming on her shoulders, rising and falling.
"She also has the Son of the Dragon Emperor in her body?"
Emperor Zhongluo only reacted when he saw the cloud. However, it only slightly increased his shock. It was not like the shock that hit his soul when he first saw Ma Xiaoyu.
He took a step back and smashed the wall with one punch. A black abyss appeared on the wall, which seemed to be bottomless.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Zhongluo turned into black energy and left Qianfo Temple.
The night returned to calm, but by this time the dead were everywhere. (End of chapter)