I have an altar of luck

"Go ahead."

Jiang He said lightly.

However, his words were not aimed at Gu Tianqiong, but at Dongfang Sheng. The implication was that if he didn't want to live, he would be sent on his way.

Decent, here you go.

No, no wonder who!

"it is good."

Dongfang Sheng nodded slightly and sighed:

"Then today, I will send Governor Gu on his way!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"

Sima Che's roar followed closely behind, and his eyes were full of anger. How could their Sima family's country be ruined here?Is the dead people not enough?

If a few million is not enough, then ten million!

Use the lives of tens of millions of people to stabilize the Dajin River!

But what responded to him was another heavy blow from Taoist Tianxu. This blow forced Sima Che back, leaving him in a state of serious injuries.

At the same time, he forcibly held the 36 Dinghai Pearls in his hand, with a smile on his lips:

"If Fellow Daoist Sima doesn't believe it, you can go down and ask His Majesty the Emperor. As for this Dinghai Pearl, it was originally a divine weapon of the Great Chu Dynasty, and was later given to the Sima Clan.

Now, the Great Jin Dynasty is about to be destroyed, and Pindao, as a citizen of Great Chu, took it back on his behalf. "

"Not lost, not lost yet."

Sima Che raised his head, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Even if Jingtai's plan fails, there is still Taizu, Taizu is still alive, he is a fairy, and he will definitely be able to recreate the universe.

"Then why don't you think about it, why your great ancestor hasn't shown up yet?" Taoist Tianxu saw Sima Che's thoughts, and said slowly.

"you!!!"

Sima Che was speechless.

"Let's get on the road. The Sima family has embarked on the road of destroying the country since the day it was established. Today, you are to blame." Taoist Tianxu said.

At the same time, the divine mind quickly covered Dinghaizhu, and the Dinghaizhu surrounding him lit up with 36 rays of light, and was... forcibly changing hands!

"Aren't you going yet?"

Taoist Lingxu stood with his hands behind his back, and the Immortal Killing Sword stood in front of him, exhaling a powerful aura of sharpness.

In front of him was Lingshan Jishi Bodhisattva, also the Great Sage Equaling Heaven of Southern Border. At this moment, his eyes were red, and streaks of blood were shining on his body.

The right fist that exploded into a ball of blood mist before has grown again at this moment.

However, the strength has begun to decline.

The monster race is inherently tyrannical, and Jishi Bodhisattva has also cultivated the Buddhist golden body, and his defense is superb. Don't look at Taoist Lingxu with the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, he has the upper hand.

But it is impossible to kill Jishi Bodhisattva in a short time.

Therefore, he will say.

You, are you still leaving?

But Jishi Bodhisattva did not give up, his eyes were still filled with madness, with a roar, he swung his fist again to kill Taoist Lingxu, and the void burst.

The rematch between the two was only one-sided. In fact, most of the people present had given up at this moment.

"Hey……"

Taoist Feng Yuan of Kunlun Mountain, who was wearing a Taoist robe, sighed softly, as if he was a little regretful, but he also seemed to be sighing, but he still didn't stop.

Still using the Hunyuan Shentu to trap Song Yingqiao.

The True Martial Immortal Sword radiates bright light, shattering all attacks, but the situation has reached a very dangerous situation, and if one is not careful, he will be seriously injured.

After that, they could only run away.

"Amitabha!"

The national teacher Puxian Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

He has been a national teacher in the Jin Dynasty for hundreds of years. Looking at the emperors of the Sima family in the past, the only ones who can be worthy of his seriousness are the founding emperor Taizu and Jingtai.

As for the others, it's not worth mentioning.

Right now, today's demise also coincides with the end of the Sima family's fortune.

Chu Changfeng let out a mouthful of turbid air, panting heavily, the aura on his body had begun to drop rapidly, and the edge had gradually begun to disappear.

After all, it is still the first time to enter Yangshen.

There is no way to compete with a strong man like Samantabhadra.

He didn't think that his aptitude was weaker than his. If the two had the same level of cultivation, Chu Changfeng was confident that he could suppress and kill him, but unfortunately, it was impossible.

Fortunately, Jingtai is dead, and the fight should have almost come to an end.

Otherwise, if he continued to fight, he really couldn't hold on anymore.

It wouldn't be worth it to die here.

"Amitabha……"

The last sentence of Buddha's name was recited by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and this one was recited by Medicine Master Liuli Bodhisattva. He glanced at Jingtai's direction and did not move again.

Feng Jiuge frowned, but did not continue.

Fighting is only evenly matched.

Without the fairy soldiers from the Goddess Palace, she really couldn't break the golden body of Medicine Master Liuli Bodhisattva, so she could only continue the stalemate in the battle, and it didn't make much sense to fight on.

Anyway, the purpose has been achieved.

When Jingtai dies, the world will collapse.

It's not how strong his prestige is, but that he is the emperor, which is a symbol in itself. Even if the old thief Sima wakes up, he can't continue to make everyone wait any longer.

The Goddess Palace can almost be untied.

Thinking of this, she glanced at the battlefield in the distance. It was a low-altitude melee, a battlefield intentionally separated by warriors under the Yang God.

And her eyes fell on the figure who claimed to be the Evergreen Taoist Master of the Taoist Palace.

His eyes wandered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"His Majesty!!!"

"His Majesty!!!"

After the fall of Jingtai, the fighting spirit of the hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops below began to collapse. No matter what happened before, he was still their symbol.

As long as you win, everything is fine.

But now, once the emperor died, they lost their confidence.

The power of the battle formation began to decline almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, an invisible sense of sadness shrouded hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops.

A sneer twitched at the corner of the mouth of the ancestor of the Gu family, but he didn't stop. With a wave of his hand, divine light shone down, and those forbidden soldiers fell down like rice in the field.

Without the blessing of the battle formation, these people are no different from ants to the Yangshen True Monarch.

Taoist Qingxu looked calm, did not move, but did not stop, just watched the scene quietly.

On the battlefield, the most peaceful one was the confrontation between Ye Xiangnan and Manjusri. They were like this before, and they are still like this now.

Even though the confrontation between Chen Yuan and Jingtai caused most of the strong men to retreat, they did not move. When Yu Bo approached the two of them.

It's like encountering a wall and can't penetrate it at all.

Ye Xiangnan's gaze moved slightly and slowly opened.

Manjusri Bodhisattva had a bright red overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, the outcome has been decided!

"The benefactor deserves to be the second best in the world, and the poor monk is not as good."

Manjusri Bodhisattva folds his palms together.

"You are qualified to be under this seat." Ye Xiangnan won, but he didn't mean to belittle Manjusri, he was able to fight against the rules to this point.

Manjushri has been proven powerful.

Number three in the world, worthy of this title.

As for the others, he originally wanted to try Lord Shura, but now it seems that there is no need for it. After all, they are immortals. As for Chen Yuan...

The top ten of the day list.

"The poor monk lost the discussion today. I will go to Wudi City in Japan to discuss with the benefactor again. However, this has nothing to do with strength. The poor monk still wants to test the strength of the benefactor."

"Jingtai is dead, do you still want to fight?"

"Whether His Majesty dies or not has nothing to do with the poor monk asking for advice."

"Haha, interesting."

"How does the donor feel?"

"Then come on, Dao, you are not an opponent, and your strength is not even yours!"

Ye Xiangnan's aura suddenly exploded, with an incomparably strong self-confidence.

"Please."

At the rearmost position of the Central Imperial Guard, a black-armored soldier looked at the scene of Jingtai's collapse, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth again, and whispered to himself:

"Waste is waste..."

At the critical moment of the fight, Jingtai felt that something was wrong all over his body, whether it was the soul or the blood, there was a stagnation situation, which was naturally his hands and feet.

Since he foresaw Jingtai's plan in advance, how could he not make preparations?

Not only was there a problem with the blood pool under the Zijin Mountain, but he also had a problem with borrowing Wu Daozi's blood. Back then, he did it himself, without Wu Daozi being seriously injured.

left their means.

No one noticed except himself.

And when they fight, it's the time to explode.

It's good to die, it's good to die.

Chen Yuan can't be killed for the time being, but the chaos in the world is at least complete. After all, his death also has his share of credit, and he can comfort those Xiang family children who died at the hands of the court for more than 200 years.

"call……"

He also let out a breath of foul air slowly, preparing to leave quietly.

After Jingtai's death, whether he shows up or not is not so important anymore.

At least, Chen Yuan should still have half his life left.

Although various thoughts flashed through the minds of most of the people present, their eyes at this moment still subconsciously stayed at the center of the confrontation before that.

As the aftermath swept away, the light above the nine heavens also gradually disappeared.

It seems that the dust has settled.

Finally, the rays of light dissipated, and a figure in tattered clothes stood tall above the sky. A little black light was still shining, which was the center of the confrontation.

Directly shattered the void.

It is conceivable how terrifying the confrontation is.

The original mask of the Demon Lord Shura has been shattered and collapsed at this moment, replaced by Chen Yuan's true face and the mysterious lines on his face that have not completely dissipated.

After the clothes burst, what was exposed was Chen Yuan's hardcover body. Although there were bloodstains, there was a strange sense of beauty.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Yuan coughed twice, and a bright red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

At the very center of the confrontation, even though he had a strong body, even with Mo Luo's protection, he still suffered serious injuries.

After all, no matter how strong the defense is, it cannot withstand the void in this world.