Legend of Fighting Emperor

After that, Mu Xuan's figure flashed again and returned to the "Devil Sky Execution Formation".

Right now, only the Shan Jia Army was still struggling below, and up above, only Mo Cangtian and Lou Ling were still fighting against the Galo Venerable together.

That Galo Venerable is so powerful, he could actually hold on even when facing the combined efforts of the Longshan Pavilion Spirit and Mo Cangtian.

Cracks appeared in the sky, and the rumbling sounds spread across the entire ground. Galo Venerable had four sides of his body and eight hands.

Following that, Mo Tian and the Mo Emperor also joined in. Beside them, there was even the "Devil Sky Execution Formation" which would sneak attack from time to time.

Finally, the Galo Venerable was defeated by Mo Cangtian with a palm behind his back, and his body was penetrated by the tower formed by the Longshan Pavilion Spirit. Under the combined attacks of many different forces, his body started to crumble.

The Shan Jia army, under the siege of all the armies of the Black Dragon Mountain, also completely collapsed.

So far, the whole war had lasted for two whole days and one night, and it had ended with the complete failure of the Shan Jia. Many cultivators of Shan Jia were killed, all the almighty cultivators of Shan Jia were covered in corpses, hundreds of thousands of Devil Moon Sect were dead, all of the Demon Envoys turned into a black mist and disappeared.

Mo Cangtian, Mo Tian, Mo Di and Lou Ling stood in mid air, the Righteous Qi rippling across the entire Black Dragon Mountain Empire.

However, the ground below them was completely burnt to ashes by the flames of war. Corpses were strewn all over the ground, leaving behind a sense of desolation that left many cultivators' hearts in fear.

"Those who know the art are the weapons of murder. Saints have no choice but to use them!" Mo Tian sighed in his heart.

Right at this moment, a second shadow appeared from the sky to the ground in the entire Black Dragon Mountain Empire. The sky turned into two, and the ground also became the same. Every cultivator felt as if they had turned into two, tearing each other apart.

Mo Cangtian looked at Lou Ling, then at Mo Tian and Mo Di. The four of them laughed miserably. This was already decided, this piece of sky and land would be destroyed in a single strike.

Mu Xuan and the others had already exited the array, and the hairless small animal had flown onto Mu Xuan's shoulders. Only, his expression changed greatly, and he whispered into Mu Xuan's ears. Master, not good. The Black Dragon Mountain Empire was about to be destroyed. The enormous Fiendgod beneath the Black Dragon Mountain Empire was about to awaken. The moment he wakes up, we'll be finished. "

Mu Xuan's expression changed, how did hairless small animal know? Oh, he's from the Great Void Ancient Mirror, he definitely knows more than me.

"There's a giant Fiendgod underground?" Mu Xuan used his heart to converse with the hairless small animal.

"Right. This enormous Fiendgod is more than three million meters tall, or perhaps even ten thousand meters tall. I simply can't see the end of his body at all." He had a name, 'Nightmare'. "He's not a fiend or demon from the cultivation world, but a holy spirit born from his own origin!"

"This little fellow knows quite a lot!" Mo Cangtian and Lou Ling looked at each other and laughed. However, right after, Mo Cangtian's hair suddenly turned white, the skin all over his body started to wrinkle, his face became extremely withered, and his body could not help but fall down.

Mu Xuan and the figure of Mo Wentian formed from his memories suddenly trembled, sensing something, he immediately raised his head and looked at Mo Cangtian!

"No, father, father!" Mu Xuan and that figure quickly flashed and appeared by Mo Cangtian's side, supporting him. Father. Father. What's the matter with you? "You're seriously injured!" Mu Xuan's right hand suddenly approached Mo Cangtian's back, waves after waves of spirit energy being channeled, even Lou Ling, Mo Tian and Mo Di all came to his side.

"It's useless, there's no need." Mo Cangtian's face was as white as ash, he waved his hand to block the arms, revealing a smile. The Demonic Dream Holy Spirit was about to awaken, and the Black Dragon Mountain Empire was about to be destroyed. Eldest brother, second brother, Lou Ling, if you are willing, you should bring along the elite members of the royal family of the Black Dragon Mountain and leave this land. With my Supreme Medallion and Lou Ling's power, you should be able to open a rift in the void.

After that, Mo Cangtian turned around, pointed at the center of Mu Xuan's brows, and the《 Mountain Artifact》 came out. This is the semi-divine apparatus' Mountain Tool '. You can only use it when your body refines to the Heavenly God Stage and your Qi Refining Stage. It has many secrets and you can use it together with the' Heaven Swallowing Art '.

Then, Mo Cangtian looked at Mu Xuan benevolently. With your two sons, I am enough. I only have one hope, you guys can find mother, find Ying Xue, and reunite with our family of four. "

When Mo Cangtian said this, Mo Tian, Mo Di and Lou Ling sensed it, especially since Lou Ling already knew about it. They didn't say anything. There were too many bizarre things in this world, and those who reached their cultivation realm were already used to it.

They stood up with a solemn face and walked to the side, leaving the father and son space. At the same time, Mo Di and Mo Tian immediately gave out orders, and they began preparing for the migration of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire's lives.

"No, Father." Mu Xuan could sense that Mo Cangtian's life force was continuously slipping away, his voice was getting weaker and weaker, his pale face was getting dimmer and dimmer, and his life force was constantly slipping away.

"Father!" Mu Xuan cried as if two voices were shouting.

"My son, don't cry." Mo Cangtian's aged voice slowly sounded. His body emanated a decaying aura. White dots of light suddenly appeared all over him, as if his life force was dissipating. At this moment, the oil lamp beside him was also exhausted. The phoenix core was dull and the dragon's head was listless. It was as if it was surrounded by an aura of death. It was as though a gust of wind would extinguish it.

"Wentian, Xuan'er, you guys are all my pride, I can't accompany you guys any longer. I will need you to personally travel for the rest of the journey." Xuan'er, I believe that since you are able to come here, you naturally know the way to return to your world. If you have the Longshan Order, then you have an undying body. However, you can't let anyone else know about you having an undying body, especially some almighty Dao Realm experts. In the world of experts, killing people for their treasures was a common occurrence. "Remember!"

As he said till this point, Mo Cangtian was already gasping for breath, the white specks of light surrounding him increasing in number, causing Mu Xuan's tears to fall like rain. "He was so excited that he grabbed his father's shoulder tightly." "Father, father, son just saw you! You want to …"

"The number of days has been fixed. Father is sorry, Xuan'er, I failed to protect you and your son. I'm ashamed. I can only hope that you can find mother and reunite with us there. "

At this moment, Mo Cangtian's entire body became illusory, as if there was an extra layer of halo. He looked benevolently at Mo Wentian's body, looking at both Mo Wentian and Mu Xuan. His eyes were filled with unwillingness to part, with love, with love, with hope!

Mu Xuan heavily knelt there, fiercely biting his lips. His tears, had become silent.

"Wentian, Xuan'er." Don't cry! People will eventually die, and this cannot be changed! He could just die. I, Mo Cangtian, am satisfied with this life of mine! " Mo Cangtian gave one last glance at Qin Wentian and Mu Xuan. His eyes were filled with unwillingness to part, as well as endless expectations. Soon after, his eyes dimmed, and his body turned into countless white dots of light that disappeared.

"Father!"

"Father!"

Mo Wentian's body trembled uncontrollably, and even more so, Mo Wentian emitted a soundless grief. Both of their hands continued to swing, wanting to grab onto Mo Cangtian, but they were unable to do so. The endless white light gradually dispersed, and the oil lamp beside them also extinguished with a hum.

"Father" Mu Xuan's tears flowed like a spring as he knelt there for a long time.

Right at that moment, an oppressive bell rang out from the Black Dragon Mountain Empire. Every bell sound shook the entire valley, and every bell sound shook the hearts of the people. A total of nine tolls. This was the death knell for Paragons.

At this moment, all of the cultivators in Black Dragon Mountain Empire, including Devil Emperor, Lou Ling and the princes and imperial concubines, all bowed and bowed deeply towards Mo Cangtian.