The Empress

Chapter 443
However, how could they give up because of their level of cultivation? Now that they have reached this point, the eight of them will not back down even if they know that there is danger.

The mission given to eight people by the ancestor of Jiwu, they finally completed, and they no longer have to be bound by the time flow and era.

Waited for thousands of years, just for this moment!
When the huge light man with eight heads and sixteen arms touched the quaint bracelet, another wave of creation slowly spread out, and the huge light man was pierced by this wave, and then shattered.

The highest elder of eight years, his body shook at the same time, his face became extremely pale, and the power stored in his body for tens of millions of years lost most of it in an instant.

Then, a saber light suddenly flashed and swept past.

The bodies of the Eight Great Elders were suddenly cut in two, and their eyes were full of shock and confusion.

Why, why is the enemy doing such a thing?
Yunsu covered his mouth, watching the patriarch gently caressing the light blade in his hand, not understanding what happened.

On the blade of light, there were waves of fluctuations that emanated continuously. The same is true for the waves of creation, but they are many times weaker, but they are also many times more condensed.

Affected by the creation wave of the bracelet, one will only be pushed far away and suffer serious injuries, but affected by this extremely condensed creation wave, even the supreme elder of the eighth year old is not a one-shot enemy.

This is the fighting power of a space-level machine warrior.

However, the first time Yunsu saw such a powerful fighting power was on his own people.

The body of the eighth highest elder slowly turned into smoke and dissipated.

Countless pages, scattered in the void.

The patriarch of the temple waved his hand and gathered these pages, and then, countless pages flew out of his arms, gathered together and turned into one, Ji Wu Jing.

The Patriarch of the Holy Hall, holding this Ji Wu Jing in his hand, finally couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

"Hundreds of years! I've waited for billions of years! Just for this moment!"

"This universe is too small to accommodate me!"

"So what about becoming a space fighter? Still staying here, competing with those humble reptiles for the poor living space?"

Over the years, he didn't know how many fellow disciples he had killed, how many resources he had plundered, and how many times he had betrayed the interests of the human race before he could survive all the way to this day.

The ancestor of the temple looked up to the sky and laughed, all this was worth it!Finally, let him go to today, next to the bodies of Ji Mie Hei Di and Su Wa!

He turned around coldly, stared at Yunsu, and slowly raised the light blade in his hand, "You are the only daughter of the master, and this is also the last chance for your soul to reincarnate."

"For the face of the master, I shouldn't have killed you."

"It's a pity that you know so many things, but it's useless to me!"

The sword light was raised, but the expression of the patriarch of the temple changed drastically.

His body has long since reached the end of its lifespan, and it has been maintained until today only by relying on countless geniuses and treasures.

For so many years, he has never refused to use force, and he cherishes his body very much.

However, the lifespan of this body, after all, has come to an end.

The first time it was used, it killed eight senior elders.

The second time I used it, I wanted to kill the little space-level mecha warrior in front of me, but when my body was running the space-level power, I finally couldn't help but completely collapsed.

If, at that time, you can get the Era Battle Armor, how much you should have, your body can last longer.

However, everything in this world has no ifs.

The body of the patriarch of the temple, including the universe-level sword light, began to break apart inch by inch, and then dissipated into the void, leaving only a condensed soul in place, holding the original martial arts scripture in his hand.

Gazing at Yunsu, the soul immediately plunged into Su Wa's huge body below.

Su Wa, who had just escaped from the attack of the black smoke, was caught off guard by the sudden rush of this space-level mechanical warrior, and the two souls began to fight fiercely in Su Wa's body.

"Duoshe? Among Yun's disciples and grandchildren, how can there be such a bold guy like you!" Su Wa's roar rippling in the void.

The word Duoshe entered Yunsu's mind for the first time.

Yunsu gritted his teeth, looking at the violently rolling body below, not knowing what to do.

That is, the mother's body, she is really powerless to attack her mother, but she can't let the ancestor of the temple "take away" her mother's body.

In the huge body below, Su Wa's voice suddenly sounded, "For countless years, you are not the first person who has such thoughts, nor will you be the last one, but this is my body after all!"

With Su Wa's roar, two translucent figures were ejected from that huge body. Su Wa's figure is still thin and translucent, but she is not much different from before. She has fought countless battles here. Over the years, she has resisted countless erosions and seizures. Although she has already reached the end of her life, she is already familiar with this kind of battle.

But the patriarch of the temple, his face was ashen. His body was not as compact as before, and it was much more transparent. It was obvious that the power of the soul had been consumed a lot.

"In terms of soul, I really am no match for the people from Qingfeng Realm." The ancestor of the temple licked his lips, the light of the knife in his hand flashed, and what shone above the light of the knife was the fluctuation of his soul.

Su Wa sneered, and a pair of long swords quietly appeared in her hands, and they also attacked like a whirlwind.

In an instant, the two fought tens of thousands of times. Yunsu held the key of death, but he was still unable to step forward to help his mother fight. The battle between souls broke away from the shackles of the body, although the fighting power and resistance weakened a lot , but in terms of speed, it has almost reached the extreme. Yunsu doubts that if he shoots down, his mother and the first ancestor of the temple will be annihilated at the same time.

Suddenly, the sound of the symphony of swords stopped suddenly.

The two long swords pierced through the chest of the patriarch of the temple, but in the state of the soul, it would not cause his death, only serious injuries.

However, Su Wa didn't take the next step, and tears flowed out of her chest in an instant.

The body of the ancestor of the temple retreated sharply, breaking away from the two long swords, and a book of machine martial arts pierced through the two long swords.

The original Ji Wu Jing, the first Ji Wu Jing written by the ancestor of Ji Wu.

It was also when Yun was still called Yun, the only book of martial arts that he wrote.

On this martial arts scripture, there is a breath of clouds.

However, at this moment, the aura of this native martial arts classic is gradually dissipating.

The patriarch of the temple was pale, but he was extremely proud in his heart, and quickly rushed towards Su Wa's body below.

This native martial arts is his biggest killing move.

(End of this chapter)