Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The light was like thunder, coming from the other side of the space and roaring in the sky.

The clone of Yuanshi Tianzun released the restraints on Yang Jian and Master Wuchao and suddenly lowered his head.

But he saw the three divine lights rushing out of the depths of the Styx River together, and then divided into three directions: south, west, and north, shooting towards the sky.

At the same time, a calm and composed voice came from the west.

"Little Martial God blocks his retreat!"

"Bodhi will frighten his remaining soul!"

"Wuchao throw the sword over here!"

A series of commands were issued, and before Yang Jian and Master Wuchao could even react, three rays of light came one after another.

The divine light in the south revealed a sharp golden color.

From the moving afterimage, thousands of flashing golden energy flowed out.

With just a flash of light, dense golden energy immediately enveloped the surroundings of Yuanshi Tianzun's clone.

The latter had to avoid the sharp edge and retreated backwards. At the same time, he, Yang Jian, and Master Wuchao were separated.

The golden energy was like a net, covering the sky and the sun when it was first born. After Xiuer retracted, it firmly locked the space around Yuanshi Tianzun's clone.

Although the amount of gold energy is huge, it is still easily broken in front of Yuanshi Tianzun's clone.

All it takes is to spread the faint light, and all the restrictions can be broken.

He was about to do this, but the divine light shooting from the north was showing its power at this moment!

A flickering nine-color flame suddenly appeared outside the void.

From a distance, it looks like an inconspicuous star.

But this small flame suddenly expanded at the moment when the divine light passed by, and expanded to hundreds of feet in length and width.

Of course, the divine light and the clone of Yuanshi Tianzun were wrapped in nine-color flames.

The former is leisurely and contented, with the three colors of light flowing around him without being affected at all.

But the latter immediately took advantage of it!

He was about to use a spell to break the blockade of golden energy, but suddenly he was enveloped in the expanding nine-color flame.

It is a clone transformed by the remnant soul and mysterious power. How can it withstand being burned by such heavenly fire?

He immediately lost the ability to move, as if his soul was bound by flames, and the dim light in his eyes flickered, appearing extremely chaotic.

The dense golden energy danced wildly in the flames, gradually shrinking, but always keeping a distance from him.

Only then did Yang Jian and Master Wuchao come to their senses. The latter's eyes were solemn and he threw the Nine Heavens Divine Sword without hesitation.

The target is the light and hazy divine light coming from the west!

"Snapped!"

The figure within the divine light quickly caught the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, held it in a sword flower at will, and then said some joking words:

"You're a good boy. The weapon spirit in this sword - Wanyu Sword Cultivator, has been released from the seal, so it's quite fun to use it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic roar rang out in the sky!

It was as if the rules of heaven and earth were shaken by a powerful force.

The mysterious original power spread out, part of it was blessed in the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, and part of it surged up and invaded the body of Yuanshi Tianzun's clone.

"Behead the Emperor." An understatement came from the divine light.

The next moment, the Nine Heavens Divine Sword drew a circle, and the sword light that covered the sky and the sun appeared immediately!

The sword energy pierced the boundaries of space and penetrated the surface of nothingness.

Different from Master Wuchao, this mysterious person in the divine light has a natural feeling when he raises his hands and feet.

The same sword style, in the hands of different people, gave birth to different styles.

There are no unnecessary movements, no fancy blessings.

He just raised the sword, lowered the sword, and sheathed the sword.

All in one go!

The Heavenly Dao Qi in the dark was forcibly taken away by Jianmang.

The sword light that once destroyed the Heavenly Emperor's Sword went all the way east, all the way up, and finally reached its destination.

The clone of Yuanshi Tianzun!

His weak soul was bound by the fire of heaven, and his retreat was blocked by countless sharp golden energies.

Unable to move, naturally there is no way to avoid this shocking slash!

The sword light cut through the flames, golden energy, and the faint light like a piece of wood.

It sprinted away like a ghost.

The dark background was split into two, like a masterpiece that had been torn in half.

A void fragment appeared behind everyone.

Similarly, the sword light also passed through the clone of Yuanshi Tianzun.

From bottom to top, from Tianling to Yongquan, there was a subtle blood mark on his body.

It was like a long red thread, the kind that is often hidden behind a puppet.

Fragile and vulnerable.

"Pfft!"

What overflowed from the blood marks was not blood, but a vague black mist.

When the flames and golden energy came into contact with the black mist, all three were immediately annihilated into nothingness.

An indescribable smell escaped from Yuanshi Tianzun's body.

The smell was like the remains of a beautiful woman that had not decayed over time, or like wine that had been fermented for countless years.

Even if it doesn't smell bad, it can't be said to be fragrant.

On the contrary, it makes people feel a little hesitant.

Finally, as the black mist continued to pour out, the fire of heaven was extinguished, and the dense golden energy disintegrated into spiritual light.

The stars were falling bit by bit, and the sky seemed to be filled with a blurry and brilliant rain of light.

Amid the poignancy, there is also a frightening horror hidden inside.

"Very good sword style."

Yuanshi Tianzun's clone suddenly spoke, and the blood lines on the surface of his body had rolled inward, shrinking and healing instantly.

"This sword can only be most effective in your hands. Why would you give this sword to an ant like this? Isn't this a waste of natural resources? Huh? Zhu Houzhao!"

The hoarse voice echoed in the field, like an echo ringing in a deep valley, continuously returning and repeating.

When Yuanshi Tianzun's clone spoke later, the words "Zhu Houzhao" almost roared out.

In an instant, a violent gust of wind swept away in all directions with him as the center.

The sky and the earth changed color, and the dark background that was cut open by the "Emperor Killing" sword style closed in the blink of an eye.

The divine light was blown away by the strong wind like mist, and the figure wrapped in it finally revealed its true face at this moment.

It was the Tao Realm clone, the Bodhi Patriarch, and the Little Martial God!

"I think you must have recognized the wrong person." The Dao realm clone smiled, waved his hand, and the original Dao power came out, instantly stopping the power of the strong wind.

Ancestor Bodhi took Yang Jian, and Xiao Wushen took Master Wuchao. The five of them got behind the Tao realm clone and looked coldly at the Yuanshi Tianzun clone.

The latter glanced around, showed a satisfied expression, and said lightly:

"Oh, then you are the clone? It would be interesting for us to have clones versus clones."

The Dao realm clone smiled and did not answer.

However, the Nine Heavens Divine Sword in his hand suddenly burst into light...