Chapter 475

Qinglian shines for nine days!

Qinglian Sword Emperor's most powerful secret is also the most powerful reliance for him to prove the emperor's position.

Qinglian is good at swords, so he is called the Sword Emperor, but don't forget that Qinglian Sword Emperor is not a human being, but a creature formed by a Qinglian seizing the heaven and earth.

And his descendant, Jianzi, as a half-human, half-demon existence, still inherited the name 'Qinglian', and inherited the law of that chaotic Qinglian to escape the shackles.

This law is Qinglian Yaojiutian!

A powerful imperial lineage inheritance!

The huge green lotus rose from the chaos, dotted with stars, and the galaxy flowed between the petals. The thick chaos rose from the petals, and it turned out to be a faint yellow.

Now people don't know what it is, but if Emperor Zun is here, they will definitely recognize it. This is the chaotic mother energy that is rumored to be able to severely damage Emperor Zun. It is also the most terrifying power in the eleventh battle of Emperor Zun. Maternity!
In this area of ​​heaven, no one should be able to master this kind of power.

Therefore, the people who master this mysterious and yellow maternal spirit are not from this Tianyu.

In that battle, Emperor Mo showed his power, displayed the demeanor of the unicorn beast, and killed the two great emperors of the dark world, and the emperor's prestige was tens of thousands of miles.

In that battle, the Southern Emperor broke out at the last moment. He blocked the formation of twelve emperors alone. Not only did he retreat completely, but he also slaughtered the ten emperors in the dark world, creating a myth that no existence can surpass until now.

They all master this kind of power, which is extremely mysterious and a hundred times more powerful than chaos.

Looking at that green lotus, Wu Zi's heart trembled, feeling helpless for the first time.

The Fate Sand Dao has been used, and the Fate Fire Dao and Hualing Qianwei Sand have also been used. If he can't win in this way, then he may really be inferior to Jianzi.

The sand flow covers the sky, the fire flow is mixed in it, the soul is the most powerful secret, and the material is the most powerful attack, blending together to form a completely unstoppable torrent, rushing towards Jianzi's Qinglian and the vertical and horizontal cross technique.

It was supposed to be a winning situation.

But now it is reversed.

That sword is the Qinglian Emperor Sword, the best sword in the world, that sword technique is the cross technique, the number one technique in the world, and that lotus is the Qinglian phantom, the number one lotus in the world.

The combination of the three actually completely blocked the progress of the two sand and fire, and even counterattacked back.

Wuzi wanted to resist, but he felt powerless. He wanted to avoid it, but he was very unwilling.

In this short moment of trance, the horizontal sword technique and the eternal green lotus all appeared beside him, and then they bombarded together as if the universe collided.

Rumbling--

Looking at the Xuanhuang mother spirit full of great terror, Wuzi was in despair.

This kind of power is no longer something he can fight against. At this moment, he knows that he has been completely defeated, and he is indeed inferior to Jianzi.

"No!"

Goddess Yin shouted, with tears streaming down her face, watching that figure completely submerged in Xuanhuang's mother spirit.

The galaxy is gorgeous, but it is silent, and everyone is very depressed. They did not expect that a generation of descendants without God will fall like this.

"This is the end?"

Bei Han couldn't believe his eyes, one moment he was still an invincible Wuzi who swallowed mountains and rivers with anger, and the next moment he was turned into ashes and submerged in Xuanhuang's mother energy?

"It's really sad? A generation of emperors didn't charge forward on the battlefield, but died at the hands of their own compatriots. Is this a punishment for launching this meaningless war?"

"He was wrong, and he will naturally have to pay for his mistakes. In ancient times, he was the one who insisted on such negative thoughts of avoiding war. Now he has finally swallowed the bitter fruit he planted..."

"But... no matter how you say it, he is also a generation of martial arts..."

Everyone said so, and there was a big discussion about Wu Zi's death.

This is the result that no one wants to see. For the Ancient God League, they lost a powerful leader, and for the Beiyuan Temple, they lack such a powerful combat force.

"Huh? No! Look..."

Someone's voice suddenly sounded sharply, and then everyone looked at the place where Wu Zi fell.

The miscellaneous Xuanhuang motherhood gradually dissipated, Wuzi stood steadily in front of Jianzi, and between Wuzi and Jianzi stood several unfathomable beings.

"They're all powerful warriors at the peak of the Martial God, why are there so many of them all at once?!"

Someone exclaimed, telling the truth before them.

"Look at the large amount of blood in the chaos. Could it be that these people are Wuzi's guardians, who showed up when Wuzi was dying, and used their own lives to block the death blow for him?"

"That's right, how could the upper heavens allow such a powerful seedling to fall? Although he is not the first leader of the Ancient God League, he is also the third leader. It is normal to have some warriors guarding him, but... this seems to have broken the tenets of life and death. The rules of the First World War..."

Bei Han frowned and looked into the depths of the chaotic airflow. Looking at the several figures, he frowned.

After finally winning the Eleventh Battle of Life and Death, is it possible that now that the other party breaks the rules, they will completely break the contract? !
"What do you mean by this? Is there no one in Beiyuan Palace who bullies us?!"

Jian Zi sneered coldly. Facing several powerful warriors at the peak of the martial arts, he didn't have the slightest fear, and still had the demeanor of a superior person very calmly.

"So what if you bully you? Qinglian's lineage has been in decline. Apart from you, there has not been a warrior-level existence so far. You are no longer worthy of being called the emperor! Now you still want to help this criminal, absolutely not!" forgive!"

Looking at Jianzi, he was the first old man in a fire robe, drinking with a gloomy expression.

"Hahaha...Are all the gods now so shameless? Talking like fart, you are really great!"

Jianzi got angry and cursed directly.

"Hmph! In this world, the weak have always been prey to the strong. Since you are weak, you should be treated as food. You have no right to choose. It is already the greatest gift to you that our young master has allowed you for such a long time. You should appreciate it! " said another old man.

"Qinglian, you have to recognize your identity. Among the imperial clan, only our Wu clan is the most powerful, and your Qinglian imperial clan has long been submerged in the long river of history. Now you have no more to challenge us. s right!"

"Surrender or destroy? These are the two paths you must choose!"

The leader of the old man in the fire robe spoke again, his voice extremely indifferent.

"a ha ha ha……"

Jianzi smiled, very arrogant, arrogant, full of disdain for the powerful people in front of him.

Then Jianzi fixed his eyes on Wuzi.

"Is that what you mean?"

Wuzi's hair was disheveled, his body was soaked in blood, his expression showed extreme pain, and he was struggling extremely hard.

But in the end he didn't speak.

Not speaking is equal to acquiescence.

Looks like the war is not over yet!
(End of this chapter)

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