Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The sea of ​​hell has dried up.

Although the bombardment of spells and sword energy has ended.

The ghost stayed with Empress Houtu, secretly watching the confrontation scene above.

Two powerful semi-saints!

"My Lady, do you recognize that three-eyed general?" Ghost asked doubtfully.

"Take a good look at his knife."

Empress Houtu's eyes overflowed with anger.

"He is the weirdo who destroyed heaven and massacred the human world!"

When the ghost heard this, his body trembled, and fear inexplicably welled up in his heart.

"Why have I never heard of such a powerful figure in the Three Realms?!"

"Haha, I haven't heard of it either. This weirdo seems to have appeared out of thin air!"

Empress Houtu shook her head bitterly and sighed:

"He came out of nowhere and directly slaughtered the two major forces in the human world in Zhuolu Emperor. Then he broke into the heaven and killed the gods wantonly. But that old guy Yuanshi Tianzun, for some unknown reason, was always there. None of them came forward.”

"Then... what should we do now? Just wait and see what happens?"

The ghost looked timid and cautiously suggested:

"How about we run away! Gather the power of the underworld first, and then come back to deal with this matter!"

After hearing this, Empress Houtu glanced at the ghost coldly and said disdainfully:

"Run? Where to run? Our underworld is the only one left in these three realms. You have seen and heard about their power. Even if we add up all the power of our underworld, do you think we can defeat them?"

The ghost looked stunned and hesitated to speak.

Empress Houtu sighed, her eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Wait, there's nothing you can do except wait. Let them fight, the harder they hit, the better. It's best to die together! If it doesn't work, both sides will suffer, and we can take advantage of the opportunity!"

"Those are two half-saints..."

"So what?!"

Empress Houtu was so excited that she picked up the ghost, pulled it in front of her, and said word by word:

"Slaying a Half-Saint... Aren't you tempted by this kind of thing?"

The ghost looked troubled.

"Oh, or are you going to kill your friend?"

Empress Houtu seemed to be in a daze, and the solid Yin Qi came out of her body, giving the ghost a strong sense of oppression.

"Take a good look, this Styx, your Styx! Whose hands turned it into a dry land! It was him, your good friend who fell in love with you at first sight! He destroyed your habitat with his own hands !”

"But……"

The ghost wanted to argue, but when he caught a glimpse of the dry land around him, what he wanted to say was forced back into his heart.

Yes.

I will never be able to row a boat to ferry people across the Sea of ​​Hades in the future.

My errand in the underworld was over.

The meaning of my existence was completely wiped out.

Where should I go?

The ghost thought about it, with a trace of sadness on his face, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

"If the underworld survives this calamity safely, I will lead another sea of ​​hell for you, and you can continue to be a ferryman."

Empress Houtu made a promise, but her requirements were self-evident.

The ghost looked at her slightly demonic eyes, and his heart tightened.

Finally, the ghost nodded his head.

Time is not waiting for me, there is nothing I can do.

In the sky, sudden changes occurred.

For some reason, Master Wuchao fell into a violent state again!

He wielded a sword and without saying a word, he rushed forward to fight with the three-eyed monster!

The battle at the semi-saint level was earth-shattering!

The sword light that covers the sky and the sun is connected with the weird long-handled knife.

The sound of fighting and fighting exploded in the sky, and roars sounded continuously.

The violent and chaotic terrifying energy almost bursts this space!

The phantoms with unclear speed shuttled and intertwined, creating ripples one after another.

Just the residual power of the magic attack has already caused the dry earth to be completely devastated.

The death energy and the Buddha's breath were perfectly integrated, and a wonderful reaction occurred in an instant. It was a brand new power.

Every time the sword energy flashes, this power will be added to it, greatly increasing its power!

On the other side, the three-pointed two-edged sword was swung at a very fast speed, the blade cutting through the space, and the powerful and domineering divine power swept across the audience. It intersected with the Nine Heavens Divine Sword and was not at a disadvantage at all!

The two were fighting at an evenly matched level, and the battle reached a fever pitch, but it was still impossible to tell which side had the upper hand.

Everything seemed so unreal.

The shackles of this world are like paper, torn apart in the battle at the semi-saint level.

In the void, countless dark chains shining with cold light poked out.

But in such a fierce battle, it has no effect at all.

Most of the time, as soon as they appear, they are annihilated into nothingness by the aftermath of the battle!

For Master Wuchao and Yang Jian, this fictional world of my dojo, with its constant rules of heaven and earth, is simply a joke!

The battle situation has always been at a stalemate. Yang Jian, who originally had a tentative mentality, had to be more alert at this moment.

Because, the combat power of the unknown "Master Wuchao" in front of him is really amazing!

He even gradually became more convinced of his thoughts during the fight.

This must be the last test given to him by the Idome Dojo!

If not, how could this stinking Taoist priest be so strong!

The real reason that led to the complete life-and-death struggle between the two was attributed to Yang Jian's words.

When he tentatively asked Master Wuchao - "Want to fight?".

Master Wuchao asked abruptly:

"Did you destroy the human world?"

Yang Jian naturally had nothing to hide, so he readily admitted it.

Then Master Wuchao went crazy.

Yang Jian couldn't figure it out, but Jiutian Xuannv, who was watching the battle from a distance, understood it clearly.

The disappearance of the human world means that the home of Master Wuchao and Mount Futu are also gone.

Master Wuchao lost control of his emotions before, and it was precisely because of this incident.

Now that the culprit has been found, why doesn't he go crazy? !

Although Jiutian Xuannv didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she still felt worried in her heart.

She really didn't expect that the 'Master Wuchao' in front of her could actually rival Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was the supreme god of war who destroyed both the heaven and the human world with one man's power!

Although the pressure from Wuchao is very strong, it is limited to the realm of Daluo.

But when he lost control of his emotions, his strength suddenly soared to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, Half-Saint level!

It was too exaggerated, and Jiutian Xuannv felt that her world view had been subverted.

Is it so easy to achieve semi-sainthood?

Yang Jian's experience of nine deaths in the Idome Dojo, so such an improvement can be said to be justified.

But what does Master Wuchao rely on?

Jiutian Xuannv couldn't understand.

In the sky, the changes are becoming more and more obvious, and the number of ancient runes appearing in the cracks has reached an astonishing level!

But no one noticed this.

It seems that some extremely powerful force has blocked their senses...