Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

"Ho ho ho!!"

As soon as the giant dragon appeared, it roared angrily. The sound waves penetrated through layers of space and directly bombarded the city defense formation of Tianhuang City, stirring up layers of waves.

Huang Li witnessed all of this, with an unpredictable look on his face: "Although I know you are arrogant, but turning Gu Yue Yu Long's body into an evil creation of your Xie Xin Sect... If the Gu Yue Yu Long clan knew about this, they would never let you go."

"So what? There are so many people in this world who want to kill me, but has anyone ever succeeded?"

The evil-hearted leader is fearless.

He's always been like this.

Not only the giant beast emerged from the darkness, but also two other evil cultivators in the Creation Realm!

As the fight was about to begin, the Evil Heart Sect Leader quickly expanded the darkness, and the powerful waves completely enveloped an area of ​​a thousand miles. This was a space restriction planted by a powerful Saint himself, and no one could get out or in.

The Immortal Phoenix Emperor was naturally not restricted by him, but he could not leave because the incarnation of the Evil Heart Sect Master was far beyond the ability of his other civil and military officials to deal with.

If he really leaves, Tianhuang City will be in danger.

But the destiny of the country has begun to be torn apart.

"Have fun with me. My Xiexin Sect will decide the fate of the Xianhuang nation. If you can leave my incarnation behind, maybe you won't be at a loss. Hahaha!"

The laughter of the Evil Heart Sect Leader was wrapped in the black current in the sky and attacked Huang Li.

He did not give Emperor Xianhuang any chance to hesitate, and attacked in an instant, trying to entangle him in the chaos of the battle.

The giant beast bared its fangs and claws and pounced towards the Immortal Phoenix Guards.

"Beasts die!"

The commander of the imperial guards shouted loudly and swung the dragon spear in his hand. A terrifying blood energy swept out like a hurricane, trying to chop down the giant beast!

The Prime Minister and the Chief Steward of the Imperial Palace also fought against the two evil cultivators in the Creation Manifestation Realm.

For a moment, a sky-shaking melee had already begun on the precious pearl of the Immortal Phoenix Empire!

Chapter 117: National Destiny Stripping

In this melee, the only ones who can decide the outcome are Huang Li and Sect Master Xie Xin.

The powerful ones in the Supreme Saint Realm can already resonate with the rules of Heaven. Although they cannot be said to be beyond them, they are already able to circumvent some of the shackles and constraints imposed by Heaven, such as... the Tao of Thought is born thousands of miles away.

No matter how hard one tries, one cannot escape the restrictions of the rules below the level of the Supreme Saint. Lu Renyou is already in the Xuanhai realm, but his use of "space" is limited to some simple means. The elder who was sent by Feitian Bi'an to bring Chi Xin back to the clan realm was at the Manifestation realm, but although he could clearly sense Chi Xin's breath, he could only rely on his own cultivation to hurry on and chase for a long time.

Once one reaches the state of a Saint, one can cultivate an external incarnation, circumvent restrictions, and cross vast distances in an instant.

This is what the evil-hearted leader is like.

His incarnation outside the Tao did not spend six or seven months traveling all the way from the uninhabited wasteland, but instead relied on the resonance of the rules of the Heavenly Dao to reach here in one step.

By the way, you can also rely on magic weapons to bring helpers along.

Such power means that those below the Supreme Saint have little chance of winning when facing a Supreme Saint.

But this is still Huang Li's home ground after all. At his feet is Tianhuang City. He has the blessing of the Xianhuang national destiny and the imperial dragon vein. He is not afraid of the incarnation of the evil master.

"The fate of the country is to slay the devil."

At the edge of the sky was a dark torrent that was rolling through space like a tide. Huang Li only recited a sentence casually, and it sounded like a mantra. An extremely powerful and vast force rushed out from the aura of luck and transformed into a nine-colored phoenix shadow, colliding and fighting with the dark torrent.

The Evil Heart Sect Leader has more tricks up his sleeve. He attacks again, and countless blood-colored demonic shadows emerge from the torrent, trying to devour Huang Li. Huang Li is not in a hurry, and mobilizes his own cultivation. The Yangyan True Fire roars and blasts out like a dragon. The powers of the two are entangled, and even the space is torn into black cracks.

Behind that crack, there is nothingness.

The aftermath alone was enough to shake the earth and wither the mountains and forests. Fortunately, the Tianhuang City's defense formation was extraordinary and could withstand the full-strength attack of the Holy Monk, so the residents in the city only felt a slight shake.

But no one doesn't want to watch the battle between Emperor Xianhuang and the Evil Heart Sect Master.

Most people may never reach that level in their lifetime. Under the concept of respecting martial arts, they have absolute respect and pursuit for the strong. Such a battle may be hard to see once in a lifetime. Seeing it is a gain, and it will also be an extra topic of conversation at the wine table in the future.

Moreover, they knew that Emperor Xianhuang had a great chance of winning.

So I wasn't afraid.

……

Far away in the southern border of the imperial dynasty, the territory of King Nanling, which was covered by the Wanling Qi-stealing Array, was not so peaceful.

As Xianhuang's national fortune was eroded and riddled with holes, the southern border was shaken and difficult to calm down. National fortune is the lifeblood of the empire, so it will naturally affect this area.

Hong Zhan used the power of the resentment of all living beings that was refined and gathered by the formation to forcefully tear apart the Xianhuang national destiny that was diffused in the southern border bit by bit. Just as Huang Wumeng said, although the national destiny of a dynasty has its form, in essence it is still condensed by the beliefs of ordinary people who have no souls or wisdom, so Hong Zhan's progress was very rapid.

More than half an hour had passed, and the incarnation of the Immortal Phoenix Emperor had not appeared in southern Xinjiang to disrupt his progress.

So Hong Zhan knew that the almighty Emperor could no longer control his behavior.

"They are still resisting like this. If I had known earlier, I should have killed more of those rubbish and thrown them all into the formation to refine them!"

Hong Zhan was already under the erosion of resentment at this time. He seemed to have tried his best, drained his dantian dry, and used all his true energy to activate the Wanling Qi-stealing Array that spanned most of the territory. The progress was actually very fast, but he still felt it was slow.

That kind of godless and paranoid madness was no longer easy to suppress. Perhaps Hong Zhan thought that he did this at the beginning just to leave a way out for his only son Hong Jing. Later, Hong Jing was killed by Huang Yanyao, so he wanted to use this formation to take revenge. Now...

I'm afraid that this old prince, who once dominated the southern border for more than seventy years, has completely forgotten the pain of losing his son, and is left with only his obsession and greed for this evil force.

"A bit disappointed?"

Lu Mu smiled faintly.

"I'm not disappointed. If he were so crazy and obsessed, it would be even more difficult to deal with him."

Huang Yanyao looked at Hong Zhan's figure, with a cold and indifferent look in the depths of her eyes.

King Nan Ling has lost control and is no longer the shrewd and scheming man she remembered.

“Haha… come on, bring it here!”

Hong Zhan's voice became increasingly hoarse, his eyes were bleeding, and his pupils were all black. He looked at the evil light of resentment that was fighting like a poisonous snake in the sky, and the hazy glow of the embodiment of the Xianhuang national destiny was retreating. It only took one opportunity, and the national destiny would be stripped away.

Xia Jiuxie and Elder Hunxin were also watching this scene coldly.

For them, seeing Hong Zhan, a "righteous man" who was once sworn enemies with the evil cultivators, fall to this point, the pleasure that grows from the bottom of their hearts is far more satisfying than seeing their plan succeed.

Although many people say that evil cultivators are mortal enemies, it is sometimes not particularly difficult for evil cultivators to bewitch people; it’s just a lack of opportunities.

"I didn't expect that just because of the death of a son, he would become such a completely different person."

Elder Hunxin had a blank expression on his face.

"Actually, I don't really understand it. After all, when Master threw my brother's body in front of me, I just felt refreshed."

Xia Jiuxie's bloody tongue swept across his teeth, as if he was still savoring the taste of his brother. Although Xia Jiuyou's body had long been frozen into frost by Luo Shuangning's cold sword, he could still taste the guilt.

Now he just feels it's a pity why he only has one brother.

"Then the country's destiny is about to be stripped away."

"It is said that the destiny of this dynasty is extremely mysterious. We must take it back and put it in the main temple for careful study. Anyway, the old madman whose son died will not be able to use it."

The Xiexin Sect has always had its own plans.

Finally, as Hong Zhan spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, the battle of light in the sky finally decided the outcome!

As the vibration stopped abruptly, the aura of good fortune that filled the sky suddenly lost all resistance and was wrapped up in the dark resentment, forming a huge ball of light.

The destiny of the Xianhuang nation has been taken away by the formation!

"Hahahaha!"

Hong Zhan howled to the sky, like a madman!

He made his plans with great caution, even at the cost of everything, just for this moment.

Now, the emperor who was far away in Tianhuang City must be furious, but he could do nothing to him. Hong Zhan just thought of this, and the pleasure in his heart temporarily overwhelmed his obsession and madness for power.

Now, he only needs to bring this separated national destiny back into the formation, and he can refine this power into himself.

But good times are always short, and the time left for Hong Zhan to be happy is actually just this little bit.

Because whether it was Xia Jiuxie or Lu Mu and others who had been waiting for a long time, they all had the idea of ​​seizing the country's destiny.

Chapter 118: Betrayal

The time has come.

At this time, the Xianhuang national destiny that was stripped away was still ownerless. If Hong Zhan really waited for the help of the formation to incorporate it into his own body, it would be too late.

Therefore, the first one to take action was Xia Jiuxie.

He clapped his hands and walked up to the altar step by step. At this time, Hong Zhan was not yet affected by the madness of being obsessed with evil power. He turned his head, and the only thing revealed in his bleeding eyes was the murderous intent without any concealment.

Hong Zhan seemed to have regained the arrogance that he once had in his fight against the evil cultivators, but his current appearance made people feel miserable, as if in a moment, the huge resentment condensed by this formation would devour him, the master of the formation.

Therefore, even if the current King Nan Ling has temporarily regained his sanity, he is no longer worthy of being feared by others. Xia Jiuxie is an evil and unrestrained person, so how could he be afraid of the angry eyes of an old man?

"My Lord, this formation is indeed very effective, but I see why you don't like me very much."

Xia Jiuxie looked at Hong Zhan with a smile, a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

Hong Zhan's blood-soaked eyes flashed with a fierce and sinister light: "Do you think I don't know what you are planning?"

"Oh? What are you going to do?"

Xia Jiuxie raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised.

"If I really believe that the Evil Heart Sect will keep its promise, then I am a fool."

Xia Jiuxie suddenly laughed, as if he had heard a great joke. After he finished laughing, he slowly shook his head and said, "I thought you were already a fool without any reason."

"Humph."

"But since you've exposed it, let's not talk in secret."

Xia Jiuxie raised his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "You can no longer use that power, and my Xiexin Sect is more interested in it, so hand it over."

"If I don't give it to you, what can you do?"

Hong Zhan was not afraid at all. The threat to him was not Xia Jiuxie, but the taciturn Elder Hunxin, who rarely spoke since he came to his territory.

To deal with such a person who is at the peak of the Source Realm, King Nanling has to mobilize all his elite troops and deploy military formations. As the commander-in-chief, he can only deal with the blessing of this military might and evil spirit.

Originally, all the troops were mobilized outside the west of the city for the purpose of precaution.

But now it is not necessary. He is in the center of the main array of the Ten Thousand Spirits Qi-stealing Array. The power of the resentment of these living beings is in his hands. Although Hong Zhan himself has been eroded, it is still a force that a mere Source Realm cultivator cannot deal with.

In other words, there was no way that the Hunxin Elder could hurt him now.

So Hong Zhan has nothing to fear at all.

And he still had hundreds of thousands of soldiers and eight brave generals outside the city. As long as he gave the order and the army formed a battle formation, except for the Hunxin Elder, everyone else would be nothing but ants under the iron hoof of the army and could be trampled to death at will.

"Oh, why should I waste my breath on you?"

Xia Jiuxie narrowed his eyes, and his gaze gradually turned cold. He didn't think that Hong Zhan would obediently hand over the meat at his fingertips, so he directly used his backup plan.

In an instant, the blood pool on the main array's altar turned purple and black!

The fifteen trees of flesh and blood on the main formation also began to mutate, as if some other more evil force was corroding the formation. Hong Zhan immediately felt something was wrong, because the power of resentment was somewhat out of control and became more violent, causing him to feel insect bites all over his body.

His body was originally suffering from the erosion of the formation, and now strange changes occurred. Hong Zhan understood that the Wanling Qi-stealing Formation had been tampered with by the Evil Heart Sect.

"You beast, what did you do?!"

His angry shout only earned him a sinister smile from Xia Jiuxie, because from the very beginning, King Nanling was the passive one.

"My dear prince, don't forget that this is a secret technique passed down by my ancestors, the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty. Even if you act cautiously, it is still too easy to set traps in this formation."

There's no telling how much flesh and blood of ordinary people have merged into that pool, and Xia Jiuxie had already planted the Evil Heart Sect's unique magic poison in their bodies. The deeper their hatred before death, the more powerful the power they will unleash.

"You vile bastard!"

Hong Zhan cursed, but all he got in return was Xia Jiuxie's wild and wanton laughter.

"So what? I am still alive and well today, but you will die soon."

Xia Jiuxie had already made his move at this time. He activated his demonic energy, and a huge phantom of a hand rushed into the sky, trying to snatch away the imprisoned destiny of the Immortal Phoenix Country!

"Don't think about it!"

Hong Zhan's face turned pale. If he could still control the power of the formation, even Hunxin would not be able to take away his spoils. But now he could only watch the fifteen flesh and blood trees gradually turn rotten. Now he could not do anything because the power of resentment would soon backfire on him and take his life.