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

Chapter 467 The real battle between immortals!
The war has reached this level, and this old man also knows that there is no possibility of peace.

What's more, the weasel has the scroll of Nuwa and various magic weapons left by the ancient emperor. If he doesn't take it seriously, he is likely to die here. Facing the weasel in this situation, even he must treat it with caution.

"Come on, let me see how far you can go. This ancient magic weapon is beyond your control."

This immortal soul spoke calmly, but deep down in his heart he was secretly on guard.

Being able to kill six immortal souls was definitely not a fluke. If he only killed one or two, it would be explainable, but after killing so many, he couldn't help but be careless.

"You don't have to just show these. I know you have others. Take them all out. Don't you see that I'm holding back? If you continue to hide them like this, you are destined to die faster." This old man with a fairy soul has become more and more indifferent, and the aura exuding from his body is much stronger than before.

"as expected."

Seeing this scene, Weasel sighed in his heart. This old man was indeed extremely cautious. Everything he said before should not be false. He really followed him all the way. He had seen almost all his trump cards and all his trump cards. Everything was known to the other party, which made him really helpless.

But this is normal. Facing an existence of this level, all kinds of raids and small attacks are mostly useless. The only way to win is to attack in an upright manner.

Boom!

Along with the endless runes shining, the scroll of Nuwa Empress clattered, the golden and green breath of life covered it, and a layer of pale golden armor emerged on his body. These armors appeared on his body. Near the watch, in addition, there are green flames beating. The flames are extraordinary and can fill the air with the power of immortality, allowing him to recover from his wounds immediately during the battle.

"bring it on!"

The weasel let out a long roar, and in addition, many other magic weapons on his body also exploded at the same time, all of them glowing and fully revived.

The current situation is no longer the same. Now that the enemy already knows what is going to happen, if they continue to hide, they will only destroy themselves. There is no possibility of victory at all. On the other hand, if they give it a try, maybe they can. Get benefits, so the weasel immediately prepared to fight with it with the most powerful force!
This battle is destined to be difficult, and he is destined to be dripping with blood. There is nothing to say, because the powerful enemy on the opposite side is almost invincible. While following him, it has seen all its trump cards, and its own cultivation has also reached nearly It has returned to its most complete state, and its body has almost turned into a complete flesh and blood entity.

"open!!"

The weasel roared, and flames boiled all over his body. His eyes were firm, and all the magic weapons were activated. His whole body was filled with the aura of love. Endless runes were flowing, countless auras were settling, and essence The magical power was burning, and he was ready to launch the most powerful scene here, fight to the death here, and solve the opponent.

"It's interesting that at the end of the world, you can still practice to a level comparable to that of an immortal. I have to admit that you are really talented. You can still reach this point under such circumstances. I have to say that your achievements are not It's so simple, what a pity." The old man sighed and spoke, with admiration in his eyes, but his next words were not so nice.

"It's a pity that young people are always too impulsive, especially those like you. If you don't know your own abilities, I'm afraid it will be difficult to live for too long."

The old man walked forward calmly with a steady tone.

On the opposite side, the weasel was not too affected by his words and took a deep breath.

kill! !
The sharp Buddhist text erupted, and the weasel let out a light scold. Its sound was like a sword, and its movement was like thunder, causing the void to resonate with it. He used all his strength to activate the blood and essence in his body, and his own flesh, flesh, and soul were almost on fire. , the oldest magic weapon from the ancient times is flying across the sky, about to deliver the most terrifying and powerful blow!
"Roar!!"

At this moment, the Ding Qin Sword in his hand seemed to come alive, letting out a real dragon's roar, and a huge golden body filled the air near the sword body, with shining scales, boiling Buddhist inscriptions, and towering horns, raising its head and roaring!
"Behead!"

The long sword shattered everything and struck down towards the distant heaven and earth!

This scene is too terrifying. The ancient true dragon has come to the present across endless years. Ding Qin Jian comes to life and attacks with the weasel's blow. His body is as huge as a mountain, and his head and tail are terrifying. In his big mouth, a terrifying whirlpool was brewing. With heavy pressure, it overlapped with the sword blade in the weasel's hand, and together they crushed the immortal soul below!

All this is too terrifying. If it is normal, no one on the earth can resist this move, because this move has almost begun to shatter the sky, and even the surrounding time and space are constantly chaotic.

"What a ferocious beast, what a ferocious sword!" Below, facing this blow, the immortal soul showed no fear, but actually laughed.

His body moved laterally, and with just a slight move, he disrupted the aura lock of the Weasel's attack and avoided the decisive blow of Ding Qin Sword.

He stretched out a palm and rushed over from the side, slapping it diagonally on top of the Ding Qin sword.

With a loud bang, the place exploded on the spot, and endless runes completely covered the area, like the most dazzling fireworks rising.

Weasel's face was ugly. There was no doubt that the actions and strength of this immortal soul were terrifying. His palm hit the side of the Ding Qin Sword. In that extremely fast moving state, he could still hit it accurately, but One can only imagine how terrifying his strength is.

This is not the most important thing, but the moment they touch each other. At this moment, endless runes light up on his palm, as if there are stars and immortality.

At this moment, this palm also turned into the strongest weapon. It collided with the Ding Qin Sword, making a deafening sound of metal intersecting.

At the moment of collision, there were all kinds of runes, all densely packed, boiling, almost collapsing the entire sky and time.

This blow was too terrifying, too incredible.

The huge power coming from it made the immortal soul take two steps back, and the weasel's side felt like it was struck by lightning.

The huge force coming from his hand made him fall back quickly. His palm was filled with blood, and the tiger's mouth, which was originally filled with the scales of the Supreme Kirin, was cracked.

"It's really not that easy to deal with."

Weasel's face was extremely solemn. You must know that he is almost the true body of Qilin now. Except that there is no Qilin blood, everything else is no different from the real Qilin.

Not to mention that at this time, he used the Kirin True Body to condense his transformed body. In this state, his physical strength increased several times.

But even so, he was injured and suffered a loss from this blow. The other party had a magical power and a spell. At the moment of collision, the Ding Qin sword penetrated through him and stabbed his body. .

If it weren't for the glowing scroll of the Nuwa Empress on his body and the various magic weapons forming a reset guard that protected him and blocked more than 90% of the power, I'm afraid this one blow would have been enough to completely wipe him out.

The fire circulated, and the green vitality quickly repaired his wounds, but the weasel still looked solemn and horrified in his heart.

As expected, this old man was not at the same level as the immortals he met before. His methods were far superior. It was just the first blow, but he had already suffered such a big loss, and he actually dared to catch the weapon with his bare hands. I don't know where he got the courage.

This was a treasure left by the First Emperor in ancient times. It was extremely lethal to immortals, but he actually killed it.

Now that it's like this from the beginning, how should he fight next?
Suddenly, Weasel frowned because he discovered that there was a bright rune on the finger of this immortal soul.

The rune was made of two golden colors and surrounded her fingertips.

At the moment of the previous attack, he vaguely noticed that the rune was shining, flowing with luster, and the rune was boiling, making his entire palm look extraordinarily magnificent, with a mysterious color.

This is not his original power, but a borrowed spell.

Seeing this, the weasel let out a sigh of relief. If his original physical body was really that powerful, then he might really be unable to fight.

You must know that he is still a physical body condensed from his soul. If he is so powerful, then his true strength is even more unpredictable.

But now if some kind of magical power is used, it means that the gap between them is not too big.

The immortal soul opposite seemed to have seen what the weasel was thinking, and he smiled and spoke.

"It's not a big deal. People become less courageous as they get older. Even if you can physically resist the magic weapon of the First Emperor of the ancient times, you won't be able to actually do that."

This immortal soul smiled, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to relax.

The weasel looked solemn, without any distraction, because he knew that this trusting soul was unreliable.

The moment he finished speaking these words, the old man rioted, his murderous aura boiling, like an endless ocean, boiling violently, and the diffuse blue light covered all sight.

Between the endless rays of light, a stream of light tore through the ocean and headed towards him across the sky.

It was that immortal who turned into the wind and started to spread all things, and attacked the weasel with all his strength.

There is no doubt that after things have developed to this point, it will be an absolute life and death battle. This is the most powerful killing battle.

There is no room for hesitation at all, and there will be no unnecessary words. Once the war starts, it will be a life-or-death situation.

The sky and the earth collapsed, the universe was destroyed, the earth turned into lava, rising from the abyss, the sky was shattered piece by piece, and even the stars in the distance were shaking in different ways.

This is the power of a real immortal. With just one move of his hand, he can turn the world upside down and be omnipotent.

The weasel roared, the Ding Qin sword hung in the air beside him, the scroll of Nuwa Empress rattled, the ancestral shaman's finger bones surrounded him, everything was guarding him crazily, everything was surrounding him Rotate.

Especially it itself, it completely ignited all the essence of itself.

The Kirin flames boiled, rushing into the sky and merging with the green flames, releasing the most powerful power.

"Broken for me!"

The weasel roared, grabbing the ancient magic spell in his hand, and one chain after another of order took root in the void.

All these chains are green and full of vitality.

All of these are from the paintings of Nuwa.

At this moment, the endless light burst out with power that reached the sky. A chain was a piece of order, all of which cut across the sky and shattered the world.

With a loud swishing sound, all the chains swooped down and killed the immortal soul, which was extremely gorgeous.

At this moment, it seems that the weasel can be seen surrounded by three thousand avenues. It is like a nirvana unicorn, with all its scales spread out, sacred and bright.

It was obvious that that immortal soul could not just be beaten passively. He took one step out, and as soon as he entered, he was overwhelmed by the endless chains of order. However, what was a bit surprising was that the speed of this immortal soul was really It's fast and incredible.

The man who is obviously already aged like this acts like a ghost. The chains of order around him are winding around him crazily, but he keeps flickering, becoming disillusioned, and constantly changing direction.

It was easy to avoid many chains of order and get close to the weasel.

There is no doubt that this immortal soul is definitely capable. To be able to survive until now is definitely not as kind as he showed before, but with a sharp edge.

Moreover, its body is destined to be a beast known for its speed, so it can be so fast and swift.

"Crush it to me."

The old man roared and roared, and raised his hand to kill the weasel. In his right hand, a golden claw emerged. It was extremely sharp. Wherever it passed, even the void was struck. One after another, dark traces were drawn.

Here he attacks the weasel, here he pinches the weasel's head, and is about to crush its head.

This old man just didn't take action. When he did, he was really domineering, and he was also sharp and quick.

His combat power definitely far exceeded everyone's expectations.

(End of this chapter)