"What a cunning monster."

Facing the sudden attack of the centipede monster, Yang Zhao did not panic at all. He just clenched his fist slightly, and the energy of heaven and earth condensed behind him and turned into an extremely huge cloud-falling hammer. With Yang Zhao's movement, it slammed down on the head of Pu Du Ci Hang.

Rumble, rumble!

The huge centipede's body, as if made of fine steel, fell into the Nanming Palace, crushing piece of the palace into pieces.

at the same time.

The moment Pu Du Ci Hang landed, it finally revealed its true form. It cracked the ground and curled up like a snake, holding up an extremely heavy defensive posture.

Until this moment.

Yang Zhao just discovered that the so-called ground of the underground palace was actually a piece of the demon shell of Pu Du Ci Hang.

No wonder there was no trace of Pu Du Ci Hang in that underground palace.

It turned out that Pu Du Ci Hang had revealed its true form early on, using a piece of its shell to transform into an underground palace, trying to lure Yang Zhao in, and then using its head and sharp teeth to launch a sneak attack.

As for the elixir of humanity cooked by the ghost fire, it had already been in Pudu Cihang's pocket long ago, so there was no need for any defense.

What a monster! It is truly a cunning and vicious monster.

Faced with such a scene.

Yang Zhao didn't need to observe or hold back any more. He just swung his sword with ease. The vast imperial sword energy turned into a river in the sky and fell directly from the sky.

The dragon energy of humanity is the most restraining against demons and monsters.

Pu Du Ci Hang spent decades and was not brave enough to swallow the humane dragon energy of the Southern Ming Dynasty in one gulp. He could only absorb it bit by bit through continuous corrosion, thereby transforming himself and becoming a centipede dragon.

So at this moment, Yang Zhao directly mobilized the endless dragon energy of humanity, and infused it with the infinite sword intent condensed by the Nine Swords of the Void, like a falling river from the sky, scaring Pu Du Ci Hang into letting out a sharp and piercing roar.

The terrifying sound waves exploded the void.

However, facing the river of sword energy falling from the sky, it was of no use at all. The sonic barrier was torn apart like thin paper. Each stream of terrifying sword energy was like a falling meteor, blasting the ground into craters and tearing apart the extremely solid shell of Pu Du Ci Hang.

Natural nemesis of demons.

Pu Du Ci Hang just tried a wave of resistance, and countless holes were blown out on the monster's body. Poisonous blood flowed, turning large areas of land into charred ruins.

"You human, I am the boy under the seat of Lord Silver Dragon of Ghost Gate. If you retreat now..."

"A lot of nonsense."

At this moment, Pu Du Ci Hang was even trying to use his background to intimidate Yang Zhao.

In the face of Pu Du Ci Hang's clamor, Yang Zhao simply sneered and pressed his thumb downwards. The rolling river of swords in the sky suddenly began to spin, turning into a spiral cone, instantly tearing apart the demonic barrier that Pu Du Ci Hang had barely condensed.

Rumble, rumble.

The earth collapsed, and in an instant, a bottomless hole was created.

The originally arrogant Pu Du Ci Hang had a piece of his body torn apart. He rolled in a very embarrassed state and escaped into the ground around him.

You can't beat him for sure.

But Pu Du Ci Hang was no fool. He reluctantly gave up a part of his demon body and, relying on his natural powerful earth-walking skills, he tried to escape far away.

But at this moment, Yang Zhao smiled coldly and picked up a humanity rune.

However, at the moment when the rune was condensing, all the personal dragon energy that had been scattered and accumulated in the Southern Ming Dynasty for a hundred years gathered together at this moment.

Dragons roared and danced in all directions. At this moment, the dragon energy of humanity revealed its true form. With unprecedented anger, it transformed into a large dragon formation, tightly sealing off the sky and the ground above the entire palace of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

This was Yang Zhao using the humanitarian rune to awaken the last humanitarian will of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

It also includes the tragic will of three generations of monarchs of the Southern Ming Dynasty over the past hundred years, as well as countless civil and military officials, and people of noble character and lofty ideals.

The Southern Ming Dynasty was originally a pretty good dynasty.

A royal descendant of the former Ming Dynasty came here with his family and created a paradise where humanity flourished.

Apart from anything else, the fortune and luck of merit are always extremely strong.

If it is passed down for several generations, even if it is impossible to unify the entire Great Qing Dynasty, it is not difficult to transform it into a royal court of the underworld and become a resident ghost immortal by relying on this merit and luck.

But all of this was destroyed by Pu Du Ci Hang.

The Southern Ming Dynasty collapsed halfway, and most of its fortune and merits were swallowed up by Pu Du Ci Hang.

At this moment, the countless heroes of the Southern Ming Dynasty gathered their last bit of humanity and hated Pu Du Ci Hang so much that they wanted to lock him up in this cage.

Eight dragons roared together, three of them were solid, and the remaining five were illusory.

It indeed represents the eight generations of inheritance that the Southern Ming Dynasty should have had. Carrying with it endless human will, it crashed directly into the ground, instantly turning the ground into steel.

Rumble, rumble.

At this moment, the earth was filled with endless dragon energy. Pudu Cihang was in the ground, like being thrown into a frying pan. It roared and rolled out, making a roaring sound.

Chapter 886: The desperate Pudu Cihang

When the will inherited by three generations of a dynasty completely collapses, the power that erupts is incomparably powerful.

The ground turned into steel with his fingers, and the unprecedented dragon energy of humanity transformed into the most blazing flame of revenge at this moment, clinging to the real body of Pu Du Ci Hang like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The earth cracked and the palace collapsed.

A giant centipede monster, which was hundreds of feet long, broke out from the ground, flew into the air, and then fell to the ground, rolling continuously.

On the body of the centipede monster, a large amount of shell, flesh and blood were burned into ashes and fell off.

"How dare you, a dying person, hurt my body?"

The centipede monster rolled on the ground for a while, smashing countless palaces and buildings.

But in the end, the centipede monster finally managed to hold on. However, its cultivation level of half-step demon fairy was greatly damaged at this moment, and it fell to the middle stage of demon king.

Wait until the centipede monster stops.

Yang Zhao just casually pointed his hand, and thousands of sword energies fell down like a rainstorm, smashing the centipede monster's head and face.

"You don't think this is the end, do you?"

Yang Zhao did not participate in the final action of the vengeful spirit of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Firstly, this was Yang Zhao's tribute to the will of the three generations of emperors of the Southern Ming Dynasty. Secondly, Yang Zhao wanted to take over the Southern Ming Dynasty and did not want the will of the Southern Ming Dynasty to survive.

However, Yang Zhao will help fulfill the regrets of the three generations of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

It is Yang Zhao's responsibility to kill this centipede monster.

At this time, the centipede monster was hit on the head and face by the rain of swords. Although the injuries were not serious, it was full of humiliation.

After being provoked by Yang Zhao, the strong aura of resentment even caused the void to distort.

Centipedes are extremely poisonous creatures.

Especially since the opponent has cultivated to the level of a half-step demon immortal. Even if his cultivation has been greatly reduced due to injuries, the power of the origin of his poison is still extremely terrifying.

Just the resentment that is emitted unconsciously is enough to corrode the void.

"Damn bastard, Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty, are you going to force me too?"

Pudu Cihang was still very wary of Yang Zhao, the centipede monster.

Not to mention how powerful the Sui Dynasty is now in the Nine Provinces, just Yang Zhao's cultivation to the pinnacle of humanity is enough to make Pu Du Ci Hang feel terrified.

The strongest human beings are much more powerful than demons and monsters in terms of combat capability.

Even when Pu Du Ci Hang was in his prime, he could only confront Yang Zhao for a few times at most, not to mention that Pu Du Ci Hang was seriously injured now.

Looking at the vigilant look of Pu Du Ci Hang below.

Yang Zhao's expression became a little serious. He pinched his finger and found that there was a golden divine door faintly opening and closing in the void behind him.

There is nothing much to say about a monster like Pu Du Ci Hang.

The last bit of humanity and imperial energy from the Southern Ming Dynasty transformed into an eight-dragon formation, completely sealing off the royal palace.

Yang Zhao no longer has to worry about dealing with Pu Du Ci Hang again.

"If I force you, I will destroy you."

Along with Yang Zhao's fierce roar, the gate of the Golden Divine Treasure in the void finally opened, and in an instant, infinite essence emerged from it, transforming into real dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, heavenly swords, divine swords, spears and other things in the void, erupting with terrifying power that was enough to fight immortals and destroy gods, and bombarded towards Pu Du Ci Hang.

To deal with a huge monster like Pu Du Ci Hang.

In the absence of the Nine Swords of the Void, Yang Zhao's understanding of the sword was not enough to cause devastating damage to it. Instead, it would be better to use the power of the Golden Divine Treasure to bombard it on a large scale.

Rumble, rumble.

The shadow of a mythical beast suddenly appeared in the sky, and the divine sword of the sky, carrying the momentum of humanity, issued an intention to kill instantly.

In just a moment, the demon body of Pu Du Ci Hang, which was hundreds of feet long, was blasted into pieces. If it weren't for the strange treasure that emerged from Pu Du Ci Hang's body to protect himself.

I’m afraid that after this wave, Pu Du Ci Hang will be destroyed.

At this time, Yang Zhao, after a wave of bombardment, also looked at the treasure that emerged from Pu Du Ci Hang's body.

However, the so-called treasure was just a huge scale in the shape of a shield with mysterious and gloomy patterns on it, emitting a faint light. It was only a layer as thin as paper, but it protected the remaining body of Pu Du Ci Hang tightly. No matter how Yang Zhao attacked, it remained motionless.

"Damn it, damn it, you forced me to do this!"

Pu Du Ci Hang was severely injured, and the human emperor's energy on his body was like a leech on his heel, destroying his opponent's recovery ability.

As a last resort.

Pu Du Ci Hang decisively took off the Ghost Fire Cauldron on his back, and swallowed the Humanity Pill in the cauldron before it was successfully refined.

The evil demon turns into a dragon and then becomes a demon fairy.

This is not an easy task, and it is even more difficult than for the strongest humans to cross the Heavenly Heart Seal, break through the Immortal Path, and achieve enlightenment in an alternative way.

Pudu Cihang has an extraordinary bloodline and even possesses strange and evil Buddhist magic.

If he could be allowed to complete his plan, completely destroy the entire Southern Ming Dynasty, refine all the human imperial energy of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and add the infinite essence of human flesh and blood, perhaps he could really refine a great human pill.

With the help of the power of the Great Humane Pill, the blood of Pudu Cihang can be stimulated to sublimate, and the chance of transforming into a centipede celestial dragon can be increased by at least 30%.

But unfortunately, Yang Zhao was obviously the calamity that hindered the other party from refining the Humane Pill.

Although Pu Du Ci Hang had the precious scales to protect him, without the continuous support of magic power, it was only a matter of time before his defense was broken by Yang Zhao.

So Pu Du Ci Hang chose to take a desperate gamble.

The unformed elixir of humanity not only has less than one percent of its effectiveness, but also contains endless resentment of the human race and the will of the dynasty. Although it is a great tonic for Pudu Cihang, it also has endless disadvantages.

In this case, it is said that he successfully transformed into a dragon and survived the heavenly calamity.

Whether Pu Du Ci Hang can endure the pain of refining the elixir is unknown.

Roar!

Shrouded in dim light, Pu Du Ci Hang roared and screamed in extreme pain. After swallowing the elixir, layers of bone spurs suddenly burst out of his body. His entire body, which was hundreds of feet long, seemed to be dismembered at this moment.

The shell shattered, the flesh collapsed, and the bones rotted.

Pu Du Ci Hang chose the most dangerous but relatively higher success rate method of transformation.

To die and then to live.

To survive the cycle of life and death is to be reborn.

Chapter 887 The Way of Life and Death and the Way of Evolution

Yang Zhao did not immediately interrupt Pu Du Ci Hang's transformation after risking his life.

As one of the most powerful people with the highest cultivation in the entire Kyushu world.

Just talking about the understanding of principles and laws, Yang Zhao even dared to say that he has now surpassed ordinary immortals.

If Yang Zhao had the slightest intention, he would be able to break through the bottleneck and enter the realm of true immortal directly.

So don’t even mention that it’s just a half-crippled Pu Du Ci Hang that’s undergoing transformation.

Even when his opponent reached his peak and became an immortal, Yang Zhao was still not afraid at all, and was even able to beat him back to his original form.

On the contrary, Yang Zhao was more interested in the mystery of life and death and blood transformation in his body.

Accompanied by Pudu Cihang entering into a state of transformation.

The layers of shells, flesh, bones, etc. were all rotten. Yang Zhao dispersed all the attacks casually, and a ray of divine light fell down, replenishing Pu Du Ci Hang who could die at any time.

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