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Chapter 315: The Ancient Emperor's Soul, the Changming Immortal Dynasty, the Effect of the Divine Stone, and the Perfection of the Heavenly Realm
Controlled by the immortal's evil thoughts, he slowly stood up from the ground and murmured:

"die"

The man with the sword on his back was moving at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant, he crashed into Lu Mingyuan.

Then, sharp claws grew out of his five fingers and chopped towards Lu Mingyuan's neck.

"Oh!"

Lu Mingyuan threw a punch almost instantly. A golden dragon-like light flashed by, and he threw a punch, hitting the man with the sword on his back in the chest, knocking him away.

The man with the sword on his back flew back about twenty feet and dissolved Lu Mingyuan's palm power. He fell to the ground with a bang, leaving spider-web-like cracks on the ground.

Lu Mingyuan stood up again from the ruins and brushed off the dust on his body.

Suddenly, he felt a little dizzy, his eyes went dark, and a cold force came from his neck, corroding his will.

Just now, the claws of the man with the sword on his back scratched Lu Mingyuan's neck, leaving three shallow blood marks.

The location of the bloodstain has turned blue-black, with a faint evil black aura emerging on it. Moreover, the area covered by the evil aura is still expanding, spreading to the face and shoulders.

"Such a strong yin energy."

Lu Mingyuan was secretly shocked, and immediately practiced the "Blood-gluttonous Sky Meteorite Sutra", mobilizing his vital energy to circulate a large circle in his body.

But it is very stubborn and difficult to refine.

Until the golden dragon energy gathers.

Only then was the Yin Qi finally refined.

The black air at the neck dissipated, and even the three bloodstains were all healed.

"It seems that the evil thoughts of this immortal are not simple."

Lu Mingyuan's attitude became solemn and serious.

No fifth-level cultivator could break his body, and even a thirteenth-level human immortal could withstand it for several hits.

However, it was easily corroded by this extremely evil Yin energy.

All I can say is that this evil thought of the immortal is quite strange.

"If we chop his body into pulp, we'll see if he can still survive in his sea of ​​consciousness."

Lu Mingyuan whispered a sentence, with a fierce look in his eyes.

These residual souls of immortals from the medieval battlefields were quite strange. The man with the sword on his back only absorbed a wisp of residual soul, but his strength increased greatly. Compared with the top twelve-level cultivators, he was not weaker at all.

Even if facing an immortal, he is still capable of fighting.

"howl."

The man with the sword on his back let out a long roar and burst out at high speed again, turning into a beam of white light and crashing into Lu Mingyuan.

This time, Lu Mingyuan was prepared. He moved his right foot backward, took a bow stance, held the sword in one hand, and the all-powerful sword intent surged out, turning into a stream of light and flying forward.

There was a bang.

The murderous aura carried by the famous sword Yang Su collided with the black yin energy on the chest of the man with the sword on his back.

It did not pierce his body, but instead made a sound of metal colliding, like a knife hitting an iron mountain.

The two men flew backwards at the same time, creating a distance of several dozen feet between them again.

On the chest of the man with the sword on his back, black lines as thin as cow hair appeared, densely intertwined.

It was they who blocked Yang Su's attack.

Normally, when Lu Mingyuan strikes with his sword, all the intermediate fifth-grade cultivators have to give way.

At this time, Yun Qinghe uttered a cold voice, "These curse marks are quickly covering the body, so let's end this quickly. I will attract his attention."

"can."

Lu Mingyuan said in a serious tone.

The man with the sword on his back raised both claws at the same time, and behind him, a green humanoid figure appeared. It was the appearance of a man, emitting a domineering and sinister power.

Lu Mingyuan continuously injected the vital energy in his body into Yang Su, activating all the thousands of spiritual inscriptions on the blade, which then emitted a dazzling lightning light.

To deal with this evil creature, you need the power of thunder.

Yun Qinghe leaped forward and joined the battle, using his body to attract the attention of the man with the sword on his back.

Lu Mingyuan fought with his sword.

The martial arts body and sword energy were released together, knocking the man with a sword on his back who was rushing towards him away. He flew dozens of miles away and hit the wall of the ancient city.

Even though the man with the sword on his back had the black curse seal protecting his body, he could not withstand the blow and his entire right arm was cut off.

Using the magical power of Xiaoyaoyou, Lu Mingyuan reached the top of the city wall and once again mobilized thousands of sword energies.

"Wow—"

The Yang Su in his hand turned into a shuttle of light, flew downwards and landed in the ruins.

The sword energy was so terrifying, its penetrating power reached a very astonishing level, leaving a black hole with a diameter of three meters on the ground, which was bottomless. It directly chopped the flesh of the man with the sword on his back into pulp.

However, there is still a breath coming from underground.

Lu Mingyuan frowned slightly, sensing that this knife failed to kill the immortal's evil thoughts.

"return."

Lu Mingyuan stretched out his five fingers and pinched into the air.

Yang Su flew out from the bottom of the cave and fell into his hands again.

About twenty meters away from Lu Mingyuan, a black shadow slowly rose up.

It was suspended in mid-air, and inside it came a young man's voice: "I never thought that there would be a peerless genius like you in this era. It's really amazing."

It is obviously a very young voice, but it gives people a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity, with a feeling of vicissitudes of life.

Then, the face of a young man in his twenties emerged from the shadows.

The man was extremely handsome, with facial features that were even more delicate and three-dimensional than the woman's. With his arms behind his back and his head raised, he had an air of looking down on the world.

He looks like an emperor through the ages.

He waved his hand, and the corpses of the natives, like zombies, crawled up from the ground, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the young man standing in the void.

"How is that possible? Those people from the Middle Ages should have died. Even if they survived in the cave, it would be impossible for them to regain consciousness."

Sui Yuqing's eyebrows were wrinkled, and his tone was full of disbelief.

Yun Qinghe's expression was also extremely solemn: "The remnant soul that can recall the glory of the past should be the most powerful one among the many evil thoughts. He even left his life in the classics. This person has an extraordinary temperament and cannot be an ordinary person. He is very likely an emperor of the medieval dynasty."

However, after hearing what they said, Lu Mingyuan said calmly: "He has been dead for tens of thousands of years. Why should we be afraid of him? Just destroy him directly."

Yun Qinghe rolled his eyes at him and said, "He is just a remnant soul possessing the body of a true disciple of the Wanluo Sword Sect, and he can burst out with the top power of the twelfth realm cultivator. If it is 10% of the power of the original body, I am afraid it will be enough to crush the saints and land immortals."

The young man had a faint smile on his face. "One hundred thousand years ago, after the battle to ascend to the gods, this emperor died here for the future of the human race. I thought I would be annihilated forever, but I didn't expect that the environment created by these gods would allow my spirit to remain for ten thousand years."

"One hundred thousand years ago, maybe."

When Sui Yuqing heard the year and the events narrated by the man, her pupils shrank slightly and she quickly thought of someone.

If it is the time when the battle of ascension to the gods ends, there will only be that big man.

"Eternal Bright Dynasty."

"The first emperor of the Tianming Dynasty."

Sui Yuqing said solemnly.

According to legend, the dynasty that established the first unified human dynasty and seized destiny from the hands of human gods has been dead for 100,000 years, but now it has awakened again.

Emperor Chang Ming is not in his prime, but a remnant soul, with less than one percent of his strength.

However, he just stood there quietly, causing great pressure on everyone present.

All living beings in the ancient city felt a suffocating force emanating from the body of the man before them.

Emperor Changming looked at Lu Mingyuan deeply and said, "You should also be an emperor in the world. I have just revived today and I am in a good mood. I will not bother with you."

"If we meet again, I hope we won't become enemies."

When Lu Mingyuan heard this voice, the black shadow in front of him had gradually faded away.

Finally, it disappeared in front of me.

The pressure gradually dissipated.

Only then did Yun Qinghe's tense body relax. She said in a deep voice, "I suspect that he doesn't really want to let us go, but he just regained consciousness and is not sure about taking us down. After all, we have the Godly Meteoric Blood Stone in our hands, which can restrain the evil thoughts of these immortals."

Lu Mingyuan nodded, agreeing with him.

There is no doubt that the first thing this remnant soul did after it was revived was to find a suitable body.

The reason why he didn't provoke me was probably because he was not very confident.

After all, none of us are pushovers.

Yun Qinghe is protected by a magic sword, Sui Yuqing is the master of the Tianshi Mansion and has the old Tianshi's trump card. He is also protected by dragon energy and can restrain evil spirits.

"The power of this divine stone is actually flowing into my body rapidly."

Lu Mingyuan let out a light exclamation, and suddenly found that the huge divine meteorite blood stone in the palm of his hand emitted a faint red light, which made his body jump for joy.

The vital energy continues to condense and the meridians are flowing rapidly.

The level of cultivation is slowly rising.

Soon he entered the late stage of the Heavenly Man Realm.

Reach the realm of heaven and man and achieve perfection.

(End of this chapter)