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

Chapter 462: The power to suppress everything.

This soul was completely in despair. His whole body was charred and black, wrapped in bright runes, and the dazzling breath of life made him age rapidly.

At this moment, its defense was reduced to the extreme, and even the black lotus growing on itself was constantly corroding him.

After a series of severe injuries, his skin was dry and cracked, and his body collapsed, which was horrific.

"No, it's impossible. I am a real god. How could I fall here and die in the hands of a beast!"

In bursts of rays of light, one black lotus flower after another bloomed continuously in the furnace. It ignited itself, and black flames spurted out from its eyes and mouth, striking the furnace crazily, making a thump-dong-dong sound.

But this is the supreme treasure condensed in the scroll of Nuwa Empress. Every move and every move has the power to suppress all things. How could it be broken so easily?
No matter how much this immortal soul struggles and goes crazy, the furnace formed by the Bullfrog Queen's scroll remains as stable as a mountain and stands peacefully.

Seeing this scene, Weasel was immediately pleasantly surprised, and his heart was relieved.

Although he has not yet reached the realm of immortals, he has various flaws in controlling the laws and rules between heaven and earth.

But now, the scrolls of Empress Nuwa and other magic weapons of the First Emperor are all here. They don't need him to operate them. They can be filled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on their own and given enough power to be used.

His previous worries were clearly misplaced. After being blessed by Nuwa's scroll, this melting pot successfully severely damaged the enemy and caused fatal injuries to him.

"what!!!"

In the furnace, the soul of this immortal was roaring and roaring.

The first time he saw the weasel, the moment he saw the scroll of Nuwa, he had thought about countless endings.

Whether he wins or loses, he generally knows it in his heart.

But what he never expected was that the final result of a battle would be this!
He would actually be locked in a furnace and trained to death!
"Asshole, this is impossible! Open it for me!"

The soul of this immortal screamed crazily, and the few remaining soul essences exploded crazily!
After he came out of hell, he immediately repaired himself.

And after a long period of waiting, after absorbing enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it has already returned to its peak state!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body is vast and infinite, like a vast ocean, with crashing waves on the shore. The most important thing is that it is endless. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body resonates with the fluctuations in the spiritual sea, creating wonderful images.

Countless amounts of heaven and earth spiritual energy are constantly spreading out to support his actions. According to common sense, the heaven and earth spiritual energy stored in his body, even if it is not endless, is still terrifying, and the overall amount is terrifying.

Even if it takes tens of millions of years, it will still be immortal.

But what happens now? Just by snapping his fingers, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body was almost exhausted, and his body was getting old!

After the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was exhausted, it could clearly feel that its soul was being burned crazily by a furnace.

My own soul is constantly being ignited and burned!

Shocking!

This is the soul of a true immortal. How could ordinary flames ignite him?
Logically speaking, a monk at the Golden Core level would not be able to cause any harm to him even if he stood here and let him hit him!
But now everything is not going according to common sense!
"Earth, wind, water, and fire condensed into something invisible, entering my body, and my body shattered into pieces!"

The soul of this immortal is still using magical powers and struggling desperately, but how can the weasel give him a chance?

He will not waste time. He knows that the soul of this immortal has endless power. No one knows how much enhanced resilience he has in the long process!

It's like now that with the use of his magical powers, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth is actually attracted by him, and vaguely condenses in that direction!
"It's already now and you're still trying to fight for your life? Die!"

The opportunity was fleeting. Weasel took a step forward and swept out the Ding Qin Sword in his hand. With a pop, he cut off the head of the Immortal Soul.

"what!"

The head was cut off, and strands of soul luster spread. He was roaring, but he was not dead.

Even though the head fell down, there was still a sound, shaking the sky, collapsing time, and the power that filled it was enough to turn the mountains into powder in an instant.

It is indeed the soul of the legendary immortal, even though it is already like this, it is still alive.

When the weasel saw this, he did not stop. He turned and rushed forward in an instant. He grabbed the Ding Qin sword in his hand and swept out. In an instant, the thunder flashed and the divine light split the head into two halves on the spot. When the soul light was shattered, the spiritual energy Scattered.

Thanks to the Weasel's quick movements and responsiveness, because at the moment his head was severed, new life appeared faintly in his body from behind.

"No, I'm not reconciled!"

That ray of soul screamed in despair, touching the body behind him and the head that was split in two. At this time, everything had returned to its peak state.

The blood was boiling and the aura was permeating the air. Seeing this scene, the weasel's pupils shrank. If it didn't make him react quickly enough and be sensitive enough, he might not be able to kill him seriously.

This immortal is really terrifying. His speed of recovery is astounding. He is worthy of being a true immortal-level expert.

However, even so, the soul of the immortal still did not try to put the head that was broken into two halves back together.

Seeing this scene, the weasel became more and more surprised. Could it be that after becoming an immortal, it is really not the same species? This vitality is too strong.

He quickly stepped forward and struck again, without stopping for a moment. The scroll of Nuwa Empress behind him glowed and made a clattering sound, and he used his most powerful magical power to kill with endless thunder and lightning, completely beheading that head. here.

In the process, the light of the soul was completely shattered and collapsed by his great supernatural powers and spells. Nothing could survive this level of attack.

But even so, the soul of that immortal is still not completely dead, and he is still stubbornly trying to recover.

Weasel did not take it lightly, he continued to use his methods, and all kinds of thunder-like attacks were blasted down. He wanted to thoroughly dig into the future troubles here, and kill all the vitality of this immortal soul to eliminate any way out.

"I'm not willing to accept it. How could this happen? I would actually die in the hands of a small creature in the golden elixir realm!"

The endless attacks continued to spread, and this soul became weaker and weaker. With a loud bang, his head was ignited, and the soul burned in the next moment.

At the same time, the body behind it and the black lotus technology around it were ignited, and then bloomed together, and the terrifying brilliance shone for nine days and shattered the sky.

This is not due to the weasel, but the soul of this immortal self-destructed at the last moment. He didn't want to die in the hands of this Jindan realm creature. He had his own pride and strong resentment, which completely ignited all his soul. Since he was destined to die, he should be buried with him!

The dazzling light illuminates the entire world.

The mountains and lava on the ground seemed to be made of paper, all melting and disappearing.

"What's going on? Where did this noise come from?"

"What a terrifying aura of heaven and earth. Is this caused by the battle between the two of them?"

"There are really people who can survive an impact of this magnitude. This is many times more powerful than a nuclear bomb."

The terrifying tremors spread far away, and countless people who sensed all this had their pupils constricted, their expressions were horrified, and they turned their heads in disbelief.

The fluctuations coming from here were so powerful that they almost exceeded the limits of their cognition.

At the center of the explosion, the weasel's scalp was also numb and he was vomiting blood crazily.

The fluctuations coming from this impact were too terrifying. An immortal's final self-destruction before death, with his despair, completely exploded here.

Even though he was protected by the incarnation of Nuwa, and protected by various magical powers, he was still affected when the crisis came.

Even though he had escaped far away, he was still almost torn apart and was so shocked that he vomited blood and his internal organs disappeared.

Forcibly holding on for a breath, the weasel flew away in the sky, retreating for an unknown distance, and then fell down, falling into a jungle.

If it weren't for the protection of Nuwa's scroll, he would definitely have died this time, and there would be no possibility of survival.

The self-destruction of an immortal is really terrifying. If he didn't have enough cards to escape from the storm circle, plus his own physical fitness is strong enough, and he has experienced a lot of influence from the relics of the First Emperor, he will definitely die.

Even with so many treasures, even with so many opportunities, the weasel was still seriously injured at this time. He lay on the ground and could not move. He vomited blood when he moved a little, and the bones in his body were broken. How many times.

Baring his teeth and grinning, the weasel lay on the ground and breathed in the vast aura of heaven and earth, condensing towards him. The picture of Nuwa Empress was also spreading the breath of life.

After half a day, the weasel reluctantly got up and quickly used magical powers to treat the wounds.

The scroll of Nuwa Empress behind him became more and more dazzling, and all kinds of life breaths swarmed towards him.

The weasel sat here and began to heal.

It's really terrifying. As expected of an immortal from the ancient times, he was so decisive, even with only his soul left, and he was able to erupt with such terrifying fluctuations. He almost died, and I still have lingering fears.

One day later, the weasel slowly got up. Even though he was so strong, he almost died. Fortunately, at the last moment, he won this time, and he survived narrowly and narrowly.

After a brief hesitation, the weasel did not stay here too long, but turned into a stream of light and went away.

Because he found that the relics of the First Emperor from the ancient times that were originally gathered here had disappeared again. It seemed that it was not a normal appearance, but because of the battle between the two of them, and the fight between the two of them led to all this.

After returning, Weasel passed this news to everyone in the Daxia Wendao Bureau.

Hearing this, countless top beings in Daxia Wendao Bureau were all shocked. It was unbelievable that Weasel actually killed another god and successfully came back alive!
"What not just one, but two!"

"The First Emperor of the ancient times actually appeared!"

"A shadow of his is lodged in the Ding Qin Sword?"

"The killing was good, it really breathed out a bad breath. The souls of these immortals really deserve to die!"

"Unprecedented, unprecedented, that is a real immortal, he actually did it!"

"Well done. How many people and creatures on earth have died because of their arrival!"

"Well done, I killed those nasty immortals. I'm really happy to hear this news!"

Countless people in the Great Xia Wen Dao Bureau were excited and cheering. At first, they couldn't believe it after hearing the news from the Weasel. However, as time went by, waiting for the altar to show its power, they watched the immortals there really disappear. After that, they immediately became excited and felt refreshed all over their bodies.

These immortals were so overbearing and hateful that they caused countless deaths in just a few days, making everyone fearful and their hearts racing to their throats.

And before this battle started, each of them was extremely worried, fearing that the weasel would die outside and not be able to come back.

Now that he finally returned, all Daxia were ecstatic when they heard about the existence of Dao Bureau.

"Hahaha, I knew your boy would come back."

Xiao Wu also arrived at this time, and the wounds on his body had recovered. He smiled and punched the weasel on the shoulder.

Everyone was laughing at this scene, and no one could have had a better outcome than this.

Regarding all this, Weasel is also quite happy, but he has no intention of relaxing, because there is still an immortal soul that has not been killed, and that is the most powerful existence.

Everyone also knew this, and after a brief excitement, they returned to their respective positions and began to search for where the last immortal was, while silently making preparations.

Weasel also came to a training place, sat cross-legged, adjusted his body, ate several various medicinal herbs, and relied on the blessings of the ancient Shi Huang relics here to heal his injuries after a long time. .

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, real immortals are not that easy to kill. Even though the First Emperor was a shadow, he could kill such an immortal with just a few gestures. But when it came to him, it was extremely difficult.

All kinds of methods are used together to achieve extremely dangerous victory.

If it happens again, he is not sure whether he can win again. The right time, right place, right people and everything are extremely important.

(End of this chapter)