Beast Tamer: Super Lucky Starting Contract

There was no fight between them, but they all released energy towards the altar.

The owner of the ancient sword is suspected to be above the Great Qilin, and is the emperor of Hedao. The ancient sword is the real emperor monster.

The other four creatures seem to be no weaker than the ancient sword, and are at least at the peak of the divine way.

The five emperor beasts gathered their strength together, and extraordinary energy surged out crazily. There may have never been such a scene in history. It seemed that everything was about to be connected, including the past and the present, order, time and space.

The altar could not withstand such a great force and was about to explode, but all the blood and essence in the sky were injected into it, barely maintaining its stability.

Under the five figures, thousands of humans and beasts were ready to commit suicide. The dragon head of a dragon ant was cracking, the flame of a Burning Sky Bird was extinguishing, a beastmaster and his own monster were leaning against the Tao, and one living being after another was withering and dying.

Blood, supernatural powers, life, soul, they are sacrificing everything they have.

"What are so many emperors and so many creatures going to do?" Mo Xu was shocked.

The sound could not reach Mo Xu's ears, and the silence only added a sense of tragedy. So many people and monsters were fearlessly sacrificing their lives.

Every inch of the altar's extraordinary patterns was permeated with blood, and its divinity rose to a level comparable to that of the Emperor, slowly absorbing the power of four unknown emperor beasts.

Then, a long rainbow penetrated the sky and shone on the sword.

The greatsword in the sky was endowed with supreme power. It crossed the blade and chopped up towards the sky!

Mo Xu was also forced out of this body by this sword, and was able to move freely again, watching from a third-party perspective.

At the same time, he also heard the voice of the people around him: "This time, I will kill all the extraordinary people!"

Mo Xu was shocked and turned his head to look at the man.

This man had an upright posture, wearing an imperial crown on his head and a golden dragon robe. The blood on his left wrist dyed his arm red and dripped on his pants, boots and the ground. He didn't care at all and moved forward with an indomitable momentum, as if he had trampled all the ways under his feet.

The most terrifying thing is that this person has a dignified temperament, but his eyebrows and eyes are extremely similar to Mo Xu!

"Zhan Jin Chaofan, why does this person look so much like me?!" Mo Xu was so surprised that he didn't even think.

There is only this sword left between heaven and earth. If it slashes down, the sky will be torn apart and all the roads will be broken.

Countless ordered chains appeared, but they could not stop the sword. After a slight tremor, they turned into ashes.

When this sword was swung, all the extraordinary factors in the world were stagnant, as if the extraordinary factors were really going to be cut off at this moment.

"You are so bold that you even convinced them to kill all the extraordinary ones!"

A galaxy appeared in the void, and a man came with a scepter, causing time and space to become confused.

"You're finally here. I've been waiting for you." The man who looked like Mo Xu was calm and said softly, "Behead!"

The giant sword, which was countless feet long, slashed towards the Milky Way, and with just one strike it closed the Milky Way, making it impossible for the scepter and the man to appear in the world.

The man holding the scepter disappeared along with the river, but the voice still came out.

"How can I kill all the extraordinary ones? With all the laws of heaven and earth on you, you will be the one to die in the end!"

"So what if Wan Dao is dead? Wan Dao will be buried with me!" the man in the imperial robe said coldly.

The sword became even more majestic, and the brilliant sword light fell from the sky. Countless invisible orders and rules were cut off. The heaven and earth lost their divinity. Even Mo Xu, the beastmaster, felt a sense of heaviness. It seemed that the extraordinary space had become something that was not tolerated by the world.

Another slash, and a crack appeared on the sword. This time, both heaven and earth were "silent".

This "silence" was not the total stillness of everything. There were also sounds of wind, the roar of monsters, and the sound of the emperor's blood dripping onto the ground. But at this moment, the world fell into a deep tranquility.

The noise that belonged to the extraordinary disappeared.

The people and animals that had spread to who knows how far had all been turned into bones, blood and ashes, and poured into the altar. No one and no animal survived.

After a faint sigh, the four unclear figures in the sky returned to the sky.

The cracked sword returned to its original form and was held by the bleeding emperor.

"Zheng!" With a soft sound, like the wailing of a sword, it broke.

Below the hilt, it broke into nine pieces, all falling to the ground.

“Hahahaha, kill all the extraordinary ones, and I will be buried with all the Taos!”

The man laughed brokenly, fell to the ground holding the broken hilt of the sword, his crown fell out, and sticky blood stained his robes and his hair.

Mo Xu couldn't help but walk forward and look down at this person who looked almost like him. Although he knew that he was probably in some kind of hallucination, he couldn't help but feel touched.

What a courage it takes to kill all the extraordinary ones.

The man's robes were disheveled and his eyes were lifeless, but suddenly he met Mo Xu's gaze as if he could see through the past.

"This..." Mo Xu was a little shocked, his skin got covered with goosebumps, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

After a while, he mustered up the courage to step forward and waved his hands in front of the man a few times, but there was no further response.

Just as Mo Xu breathed a sigh of relief, the man spoke slowly: "I have sacrificed the entire clan, wanting to kill all the extraordinary people. Once this is accomplished, there will be eternal peace."

This scene just confirmed what Emperor Xian Cai said, that the extraordinary was cut off by someone, and he wanted to seek a peaceful and prosperous era without the extraordinary.

However, Mo Xu knew the answer. The emperor failed, and the extraordinary people in later generations were resurrected.

After a long silence, Mo Xu didn't know whether this person was putting the final word on his life or whether they were really communicating with each other in the dark.

Finally, he tried to reply: "What if you fail?"

It was unclear whether the man heard or not. His hand holding the hilt of the sword dropped down, and his eyes were lifeless, not knowing where he was looking.

Mo Xu got no response, so he took a step forward, trying to figure out how this illusion came about. There were too many puzzles here, mysterious places, and mysterious emperors, but it depicted a very real scene.

"Why is this man who killed all the extraordinary people so similar to me... Is this why I can see history through that flower?"

There was nothing left on the top of the mountain. The altar and the living creatures stretching for thousands of miles were all turned to ashes. Only the man in front of him was left holding the broken sword.

"Also, how do we leave this place?"

Mo Xu thought of the last illusion he had. He saw Xiu Xiu in the Riverside Park and remembered everything before he saw through the illusion. So what should he do this time?

Just when he was worried, a real sound of "whooshing" rang in his ears.

"Mo Xu, Mo Xu, wake up!"

Mo Xu was very surprised and turned his head left and right to look for the source of the voice: "I'm here, how do I get out!"

"You finally woke up, I'm here to pick you up!"

Xiu Xiu's voice was also very happy, and then a guiding force came from the extraordinary space. Mo Xufu's mind was filled with joy and he immediately made contact with Xiu Xiu.

This scene also became blurry, and before Mo Xu left, he could faintly hear a man's voice.

"Failed...? Then it can only be...a miracle."

The broken sword fell from his hand and flew out from the top of the mountain, disappearing somewhere unknown.