Legend of Fighting Emperor

"In these thousands of years, I've thought about it for a long time. I've lived enough, I have to save Ziwei. "No matter what the price is!" Chang Qingshan suddenly raised his head, his eyes revealing a hint of determination and decisiveness, he lifted his foot and walked forward.

At the same time he walked out, the million strong army of skeletons, which had been revived, roared once again. Their eyes were bloodshot as they charged towards Chang Qingshan and the giant roared while smashing his fist on Chang Qingshan's back with a huge punch.

The instant they charged over, Chang Qingshan took a deep breath. Both of his eyes suddenly opened wide, and a bright light suddenly appeared. He raised his right hand, and the cyan sword in his hand hummed.

With his right hand holding the cyan sword, he stood in front of him, his left hand forming a sword technique, with the form of a sword placed horizontally across the sword, he started chanting "Qing Shan Jiu Jian" in his heart! An Immortal sword rose from the cyan sword s and shot into the clouds. Behind Chang Qingshan, a hundred thousand clones appeared.

"Go!" Chang Qingshan roared. The 100,000 clones behind him were instantly reduced by 10,000.

The sword aura was like a Taotie descending from the heavens, it swept across like a waterfall and actually created an aura that was even colder than the Frost Land. In the blink of an eye, the million strong army of corpses were instantly frozen.

After this sword strike, Chang Qingshan's head had already turned half white, his starry eyebrows and sword eyes also instantly aged a bit, "Thousand Mountains, Disappeared!" This was the sword move that he had created using the current Qing Shan Jiu Jian. However, this sword move was not finished!

"You have accompanied my wife for a thousand years, how could you not know the suffering of my wife? How dare you come and hold her back?" After he finished speaking, Chang Qingshan took another step forward. With another sword strike, the hundred thousand clones behind him were reduced by ten thousand more. The million man army of corpses below them were all instantly transformed into ice sculptures. They all had strange shapes, and their eyes were filled with terror. However, they couldn't move. The sight of a million ice sculptures was simply astonishing.

But this time, he avoided Mu Xuan and Dan Baixue.

Chang Qingshan's hair turned completely white this time, the aurahe gave off was overflowing like a god, she was shocked in every direction. His aura, his swordsmanship, his cultivation base of a true Immortal, and even the immortal god all exploded with power.

The current Chang Qingshan was incomparably powerful, and had already reached a level where he was unreachable.

At this moment, Chang Qingshan was even more determined, the ??Absolute Sword Style 'derived from the?? Qing Shan Jiu Jian' 'will definitely cut off all those who obstruct me!

"Black Dragon Mountain, die!" Chang Qingshan raised the cyan sword in his hand and slashed again. The sword whistled like a dragon, and with no way to block the freezing ice, it instantly turned into a three thousand meter large sword that slashed down on the towering mountain peak. The mountain shook and rocks rolled about. A dozen or so cracks appeared on the mountain.

This towering mountain was the Black Dragon Mountain! The sage-like old man Mo Wentian was shocked and his face turned pale white.

"Crazy! He's crazy!"

After that sword attack, the clones behind him lost 10,000 more clones. Chang Qingshan's body began to age, and even his hair started to fall off. It was as if he had walked twenty years in an instant, and was no longer in his middle years. He had become an old man. Wrinkles all over his face, loose skin. But even so, it couldn't stop his heroic spirit, and in his eyes, there was also a stubborn determination. This will carried the firmness of the immovable mountain, the boldness of seeing one die, and bravely advanced!

"Today, no matter what happens, I must rescue the Violet Vine, even if it is her soulless body!" Chang Qingshan muttered to himself. "I won't stop until I die!"

The fourth sword strike resonated once again. One of the heaven shocking gigantic swords smashed onto the Black Dragon Mountain's mountain peak like a huge dragon swinging its tail. The mountain rumbled again, and the runes on it continued to dim. Cracks even appeared on the surface of the huge palace.

"Chang Qingshan, do you want to die!?" Mo Wentian was furious, his white beard fluttered in the wind, his eyes were filled with rage as he stared straight at Chang Qingshan.

Mu Xuan was completely shocked!

However, he was still frantically trying to attract the shocking aura of the Chaos Immortal Earth below Frost Land. In his Dantian, the ball of Qi had already turned into a yellow color, and after a while, in the center of the yellow Qi ball, it slowly condensed into a yellow and black crystal.

Mu Xuan raised his head, a wave of divine sense staring straight at the distant Chang Qingshan, at this moment, he seemed to see the resolute determination in his opponent's body, it seemed to be resonating with the Great Dao.

Don't tell me that we cultivators don't pursue that kind of obsession? It is a great dao in the underworld. And I, Mu Xuan, will also continue to pursue my will, annihilate the Corpse Flowers, find my mother, and find the true essence of a cultivator's body.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Chang Qingshan said indifferently. The fifth sword stroke suddenly came forth, transforming into a thirty thousand foot tall immortal sword. The immortal sword seemed to have split open the sky, and a gigantic black crack appeared on the surface of the sky.

"Even if she has the heavens' messenger, I will go against the heavens today and save my wife!"

As Chang Qingshan spoke, the sixth sword strike whistled past, like a Heaven Severing Sword, causing colors to flash in the sky. It directly destroyed the enormous palace and split the towering Black Dragon Mountain into two. And at this moment, Chang Qingshan had already aged beyond compare, filled with an aura of death, and his entire person had withered.

"I have to die, we have to die together!" Chang Qingshan's seventh sword strike struck forward, the heaven and earth did not stop, the power of the sword did not stop, the sword strike directly shattered the Black Dragon Mountain into pieces, and all of them crumbled into nothingness. As for the old man Mo Wentian who was standing in front of the mountain, his body trembled and his eyes revealed a look of fear.

"Mo Wentian, if you don't hand over my wife, if you don't hand over the Archaic Copper Mirror, today will be the day we die!" Chang Qingshan's eighth sword strike descended from the sky and directly slashed at Mo Wentian's body. However, the clone behind him only had 20,000 left.

Mo Wentian's body trembled, he did not have any struggle or resistance, upon seeing the sword fall, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, it was a graceful lady. The lady was wearing a green robe, raising her head slightly, with eyes filled with gentleness, she looked at Chang Qingshan who was wielding the sword.

Chang Qingshan's entire body trembled, he suddenly stopped the cyan sword in his hands, his eyes revealing an inexhaustible gentleness, he stared at the lady in front of him. "Purple Wei!"

"Qingshan, why are you suffering? The time limit has been set. Our relationship as husband and wife has come to an end. The woman's voice was gentle and filled with boundless love, as she looked at Chang Qingshan with a pained expression. There were even traces of tears at the corners of her eyes. I am already soulless and hope to live well. I'm going back to the Black Dragon Mountain Empire! "The luster in the woman's eyes gradually faded, and she became absent-minded as she mumbled with a bleak expression on her face.

"Chang Qingshan, do you understand? Now, you have already destroyed my Black Dragon Mountain's mountain peak, and my mountain spirit is about to disappear. The time limit had been set, and it was the main road. As a True Immortal, you should understand this principle. Since you insist on defying the heavens, I, Mo Wentian, will grant you your wish. With this Archaic Copper Mirror bestowed to you, Dong Boziwei's body will still be yours. This was also the number of days! You can't change it, and you can't reverse it. Otherwise, your wife's soul will never be able to return! " After Mo Wentian finished speaking calmly, his Mountain Spirit's figure slowly dissipated.

Following that, a bronze mirror appeared in the place where the old man was previously at, and directly flew into Chang Qingshan's hands.

Chang Qingshan trembled as he held onto the Archaic Copper Mirror, he then looked at the bleak lady. At this moment, she was no longer a soulless body, and could only wander around. Chang Qingshan immediately laughed bitterly in his heart and pulled the girl to his side.