Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 457: The stream of light shines brightly for eternity.

"It's almost time. It's probably time. After all, this place is just a projection of history, not the real self." The shadow of the First Emperor spoke calmly inside.

"It won't be long before I disappear from here."

"His Majesty."

Looking at this blurry shadow, the weasel didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for a while, he quickly told them what had happened in the past few days and informed him of the many recent news that had happened in the remains of the First Emperor.

"Well, it's pretty much what I planned. I didn't expect that these relics left behind would actually have so many functions." The shadow of the First Emperor said with a smile, with a somewhat nostalgic tone.

"Your Majesty, did you intentionally keep these things?" Weasel asked, asking the biggest question in his mind. This question had puzzled him for too long.

"Yes, it was naturally expected, but it was not to deal with the future, but to deal with the crisis of the ancient times." The First Emperor did not explain too much here.

"After His Majesty disappears, will he appear again?"

The First Emperor nodded slightly and looked at the distant starry sky: "I have a hunch that my entity still exists."

At this moment, the First Emperor's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he suddenly looked into the distance.

"Another bug appears, but unfortunately I don't have much time."

The historical projection of the First Emperor spoke with a sigh. He seemed to want to take action, but the ripples on his body continued to flow, and finally slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.

And at this moment, the moment the emperor's shadow disappeared, a terrifying aura descended here.

"It's such a pity. If I had come a few steps earlier, I might have suffered a lot."

An ancient figure appeared.

His body is very similar to that of a human race. When he first started to step forward while standing in the void, he was far, far away from here, but he only took a few steps to reach this area.

Behind him, the runes were dazzling, and there was a black sky light. It was a sun, constantly emitting dazzling light, illuminating him with a magical aura.

The weasel's pupils shrank, and his mind was awe-inspiring. Another god actually appeared here.

"What's that expression on your face? Can I not notice such a big fluctuation? If I don't come over, it will be abnormal."

The immortal soul, Po spoke so calmly, looking at this area, twisting his wrist, and the river of time seemed to gradually emerge in his hands.

He wants to observe this place, wants to see this place
But soon a sharp electric light shot up from the long river in the sky and headed directly towards the immortal's soul.

"It's really domineering."

The immortal soul twisted around, but could not avoid it, and was chopped to pieces by the sword light on the spot.

However, soon his voice sounded again.

Another vague immortal soul also came here, exactly the same as the previous one.

"It's just a historical projection, but it still has this kind of power. It seems like this bastard may not really be dead."

This immortal soul spoke calmly, and then he turned his head and looked to the other side.

"It's so pitiful that it ends here. A majestic immortal from the ancient era actually ended up like this. He died under a mechanical projection. He must have died with his eyes open."

This phantom of the immortal soul is almost no different from a normal person. His body looks very textured, not like a soul at all, and there is a vague sense of flesh and blood growing and nourishing it.

It is obvious that there is only one step away from fully reappearing in this world.

"Now that you've arrived, are you actually here to watch your companions die? You don't even offer help."

The weasel looked at the question calmly, but the soul of the immortal didn't have much change in expression, and just spoke calmly.

"Why should I save him? This world is so wonderful. Wouldn't it be a good thing for me to have one less immortal? And that historical projection does a lot of damage. If I get closer, I will probably die. Far away. Can't you just watch from a distance?"

The soul of this immortal seemed to be vaguely gloating when he spoke so calmly.

"Especially this guy who is related to Buddhism. He is usually sanctimonious, but in fact he likes to be cold-handed. He is so arrogant that he might take action against me at some point. It would be better if he died as soon as possible."

"Since you have arrived a long time ago, you must have heard it. There are only two souls left among the seven immortals. You are standing here so calmly. Are you really not worried?"

The weasel asked coldly here.

"There is nothing to worry about. Their deaths were just due to carelessness. Well, of course there is still some force majeure, but there is no danger now, and there are only one or two immortals on the entire earth. Wouldn't it be better? If I really get some kind of fortune or distribution, maybe one day I will be stronger than before."

This immortal soul smiled calmly and looked at the weasel.

This time is different from before. I don’t know what kind of changes have taken place in the entire human world. All the powerful existences in the past have disappeared. The original world has returned to the original era, and all kinds of spiritual energy are regenerating. After his comeback, various treasures are emerging. If he obtains something at this time, it will definitely allow him to rise quickly.

"Seeing as your talent is quite good, I might be able to spare your life by offering the treasures on my body. To be honest, I am not as bloodthirsty as the previous souls. In a sense, I am a peacemaker." Activists."

This immortal soul smiled and spoke, very elegant, with a dazzling image, giving people a feeling of intimacy just like a handsome man.

But Weasel knew that this could not be his true appearance. If he was really a pacifist, the First Emperor would not have been able to suppress him in the ruins for so long.

Moreover, the weasel felt an unimaginably strong bloody aura on his body. He must have killed countless lives.

The Weasel was extremely cautious, holding the Ding Qin Sword in his hand, and the scroll of Nuwa Empress behind him rattled, emerging like a ball of light, shrouding it, guarding him.

"It's really a pity. To be honest, I don't want to cause unprovoked killings, but the treasure you have is too precious. Can you borrow it from me for a while?" The soul of the immortal said with a smile, but in Gradually, seeds one after another landed in the sky. They were black lotuses one after another. They continued to take root in the void and spread in the void. The black roots came and covered them in an instant. The entire sky and even the entire area of ​​space are bound within it.

"Didn't you say you were a pacifist? Why are you still so cautious? Do you want to attack me?"

The weasel looked very solemn and did not take action casually.

Because he had a hunch that this battle would be extremely difficult, and to be honest, if the soul of this immortal was weaker than the ones he encountered before, with various magic weapons and abilities, it might You can fight it.

"You can say that, but more importantly, I am afraid that you will run away. After all, your speed before was extraordinary, and even he could barely catch up."

The soul of this immortal smiled and spoke, with his hands in his sleeves, standing on the black lotus, looking down at the weasel, his expression quite calm.

The weasel was also constantly moving, one after another of multi-colored lotus roots heading towards him to assassinate him.

He kept avoiding and leaving, and quietly increased the power of Nuwa Empress's scroll.

Seeing this scene, the immortal soul also knew that most words were useless. He smiled calmly, stretched out a big hand, and there were various lotus runes filled between the palms, manifesting endless streamer.

When he was waiting to take pictures in the distance, the black mist was billowing into the sky. It didn't look like an immortal at all, but rather like a giant palm of a demon clan, falling from the sky and blocking out the sun.

This aura was terrifying, and the weasel did not confront it head-on. Instead, it moved sideways to avoid the big hand.

In the void, one golden lotus after another continued to grow, and the black light covered the entire world. As these seeds continued to spread, the lotus continued to grow, and the place was completely submerged, and the weasel was faintly approaching. Trapped in this.

Taking a deep breath, the weasel's body suddenly shone brightly. Its body glowed and transformed into the appearance of a unicorn, extremely brilliant.

With the injection of Nuwa's soul power, a strong breath of life emerged from him.

At this moment, at this moment, the weasel half-stepped into the realm of the immortal, and became powerful in an instant.

"They're just trash that died in the past. I really thought that no one in the world today can only take care of you."

Weasel spoke solemnly, and every pore on his body was emitting bright divine light, and every hair began to become crystal clear, as if it contained endless power.

"You have used the power of Nuwa's scroll. It is a pity to have this kind of treasure in your hands. Leave her to me."

I have to say that this immortal's soul temperament is really strong. Even if he sees the weasel's strength getting stronger, there won't be much fluctuation.

"Stop struggling in vain. In the final analysis, you are just relying on heresy to advance to the realm of a half-immortal. How the Pearl of Rice can compete with the bright moon for glory, after all, you are overestimating your own capabilities."

The soul of this immortal spoke like this and waved his sleeves.

In an instant, the wind surged, the hurricane condensed, and the endless stream of light spread here. The black lotus boiled and rippled into a giant palm, and it immediately grabbed the weasel.

There was a loud boom, and facing this blow, the weasel could no longer dodge.

He promoted ancient magical powers, relied on the power of the scroll of Nuwa Empress, and used the Dingqin Sword in his hand to rise up with dazzling fire. Endless light soared into the sky, and the majestic divine power shattered the sky. With one sword sweep, he was killed on the spot. Let that huge palm break.

Moreover, the power of this light did not diminish, and it cut off his palm in one fell swoop, causing blood to drip there.

The changes in this scene made the immortal soul's pupils shrink obviously, and he was surprised.

How is this going? The opponent is just a half-step immortal, but he can actually cause harm to him!

"It's because of those two treasures. As expected, we still can't underestimate these human waste."

The soul of this immortal put away its playful expression and stood high in the sky.

On the opposite side, the weasel entered an explosive state at this time, and in an instant, the fluctuations in his body boiled to the extreme.

This move was not over yet. After cutting off the palm of the immortal's soul, he suddenly roared, the unicorn's luster boiled, carrying the flowing light on his back, the endless laws emerged together with the long sword in his hand, and charged towards the distance.

Beside him, Empress Nuwa's flower scrolls, Taikoo's finger bones, and various magic weapons of the First Emperor all appeared at once, blasting towards the front, with thousands of divine lights, dazzling and bright. .

This is one of Weasel's trump cards. He wants to kill the soul of this immortal here instantly, and surprise is the most precious method.

When he was fighting against the last current soul, he fled all the way. In fact, he was afraid that there was an immortal soul following behind them.

This method can only be used once, and it is absolutely impossible to do it unless it is a last resort, and now he knows that this is the time.

There was a loud bang, this attack was too sudden.

That immortal soul never expected that a creature that was just a golden elixir could actually unleash such a terrifying attack.

Although its reaction is quick, and although it is retreating rapidly, how can it really outrun these magic weapons of the First Emperor from ancient times?

They were already strong, but with the blessing of Nuwa's scroll, they became even faster, especially Ding Qin Jian, who had already broken out once before.

Now under the historical projection of the First Emperor, there is still some power attached to it, like a meteor, tearing through the sky and bursting out.

This power was too terrifying, and the immortal soul could not avoid it. With a roar, brilliant runes appeared, and countless black lotuses grew around him, spreading crazily in the direction of the attack, trying to stop the weasel's attack.

It was obvious that even he could not withstand this level of attack.

Seeing this scene, Weasel understood that the timing was absolutely good. His eyes glowed, and the Nuwa Empress behind him made a splash.

In just a moment, it pushed the power of the scroll of Nuwa Empress to the extreme. It had a brilliant breath of life and turned into the most golden luster, making his whole body exude a glorious light.

Then he stretched out a hand, with five claws, grabbed the scroll of Nuwa and swept away wildly, destroying all the countless black lotuses in the distance!
(End of this chapter)