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Chapter 353 This Is My Emperor's Sword
Nothing in that direction!

At least not with the naked eye.

But in the depths of the soul, one can feel the great terror between life and death.

Li Xuelong's face was full of fear, but she walked directly in front of Zhou Buzhou in one step, protecting Zhou Buzhou behind her.

Zhou Buzhou paused slightly, the emotions in his heart were overwhelmed in an instant.

Just now.

In the direction where the two gazes focused, where there was nothing, the void suddenly exploded layer by layer.

Every inch of space is like a broken mirror, with countless cracks.

Countless extremely sharp golden sharp edges are piercing through the countless cracks, like wheat awns, giving people a kind of absolute penetrating horror in microseconds.

then,

A shining golden sword pierced through a crack in space.

As the golden sword stabbed out, all the shining golden edges desperately gathered towards the golden sword.

One after another space cracks spread.

then,

The golden sword swept across.

That piece of space completely exploded.

At the moment when the space collapsed, an extremely stalwart figure appeared.

The moment that figure appeared, the shattered space returned to its original state in an instant.

That figure stood in the Naruto world.

He was holding a sword in his right hand, but in his left hand he was holding an old man with gray hair—an old man who was already half dead, curled up, and kept spitting out blood and even pieces of internal organs.

This figure is Long Shanluo!
And that half-dead old man was Liu Zhenqi who gave Li Xuelong the elixir.

Li Xuelong paused slightly, her gaze fluctuated.

"Naruto World?"

Long Shanluo looked at this world indifferently, as if he saw the whole world at a glance.

Then he paused slightly.

He saw the center of the collision between Ten Tails and Loulan Dragon Veins.

The person he was looking for on this trip, Zhao Hao, was there.

And there has already appeared a complete void passage, directly spreading towards the depths of the void and dark world.

At the end of the void passage, a group of disillusioned black light constantly flickered between the void and the dark world, and that group of light was constantly changing between existence and non-existence.

"The origin of the world..."

"This is the origin of the world of Senluo World?!"

Long Shanluo turned pale with shock.

The Senluo world actually has the origin of the world!
"A thousand old guys who didn't die before, the real king reappeared just now... and Liu Zhenqi just now..."

"And you, Zhao Hao!"

"No wonder you didn't hesitate to destroy the Bi family back then, so you wanted to grab that Tenseiyan!"

"It's no wonder that the true king, who was so talented and powerful back then, would actually make such reforms in his later years..."

"turn out to be……"

"It turns out that you have been guarding against the deity, and you have always wanted to overthrow the deity!"

Long Shanluo's face became more and more ugly.

In a fit of rage,

With a movement of his left hand, Liu Zhenqi's body flew up.

At the same time, Long Shanluo threw out a blow with all his strength.

He hit Liu Zhenqi with a backhanded palm, but at the same time he impatiently took a step towards Zhao Hao.

In just one step, the world becomes indistinct.

But at this moment,
Liu Zhenqi, who was hit by the palm, didn't seem to be attacked, and didn't seem to be hurt by Long Shanluo's palm.

At the same time, Liu Zhenqi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the death energy permeating his whole body completely dissipated at this moment.

His opened eyes were as bright as electricity.

An extremely tyrannical power fluctuation erupted from his body, and even more strangely erupted a touch of the charm of heaven and fate...

Liu Zhenqi folded his hands together and jumped up with his fingers.

In an instant, one hundred thousand incense candles appeared around Liu Zhenqi out of thin air.

One hundred thousand incense candles were lit at the same time, and the fireworks were dazzling.

Liu Zhenqi laughed wildly and shouted: "Longshanluo, Liu Zhenqi is here to pay respects to the fireworks!"

"This worship, it may be against the sky?!"

Long Shanluo looked back, with horror in his eyes.

The technique of incense and fire had already been cut off by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths when the previous dynasty fell.

Where did Liu Zhenqi learn the art of incense?

Could it be...the art of incense is recorded in Liu Ji's inheritance? !
But for now, that's not the point.

The point is, the worship of the incense gathered by the three-life fireworks will completely wipe out all of Liu Zhenqi's existence, making him truly disappear into existence forever. Even if the world changes, even if he returns to the ruins, he will no longer exist...

"You guys, do you hate me so much?"

"Even if you don't hesitate to eliminate your own existence, do you still want to oppose this deity?"

Long Shanluo's face was filled with the grief and pain of the old father's encounter with his unfilial son.

On the other side, the fireworks of one hundred thousand incense candles condensed behind Liu Zhenqi, forming a huge Liu Zhenqi composed entirely of incense.

The huge firework Liu Zhenqi bowed deeply to Long Shanluo who was stepping out.

boom!
silent!

Great sound!

Long Shanluo paused for a moment, and stopped in place with one step.

Liu Zhenqi, on the other hand, was shattered inch by inch and wiped out in the blink of an eye after this obeisance.

But those eyes looked straight at Zhao Hao, full of expectation.

At the last moment before those eyes disappeared, they looked at Li Xuelong and Zhou Buzhou.

The eyes that were supposed to be blessings seemed to sigh silently after touching the dead air on Zhou Buzhou's body.

Heaven fails to fulfill people's wishes, as it has been since ancient times!

So, we struggle, so we resist.

This has also been the case since ancient times!
Then, Liu Zhenqi's last pair of eyes were completely wiped out.

On the other side, Zhao Hao also sensed the arrival of Long Shanluo and Liu Zhenqi's last incense technique.

He recklessly accelerated in the void channel, and then grabbed it towards the origin of the world with one hand.

But at the same time, Long Shanluo took another step, like shrinking the ground into an inch, and appeared directly behind Zhao Hao.

The holy hall sword tightly held by Long Shanluo's right hand suddenly burst into intense blood-colored light, and slashed towards Zhao Hao's head.

Zhao Hao's face was full of madness, and he grabbed everything without hesitation.

It's too late...

Fall short for Shan Jiuren.

Feeling the sharp edge coming from his back, feeling the murderous aura piercing the world behind him, Zhao Hao closed his eyes in despair, but his hand was still grabbing towards everything.

The Templar Sword is approaching.

It only takes one ten-thousandth of a second to decapitate Zhao Hao with a single blow.

But the bloody light on the Holy Temple Sword became stronger again.

The eyes of Zhou Buzhou who was still awake were scarlet again.

His aura changed drastically, and the bloody spirit that slowly dissipated improved for a moment.

Li Xuelong next to him was full of worry, tightly holding Zhou Buzhou's wrist, and at the same time softly shouted: "Brother Zhou..."

Zhou Buzhou was confused for a moment, and then stared straight at the bloody sword that was about to fall on Zhao Hao's neck.

He murmured: "This is... the emperor's sword."

(End of this chapter)