The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

Transparent flames rose, the Immortal Ancestor could not come out, and the pressure of the Great Emperor continued to fall.

Wen Ling looked at the collapsed ruins. The next second the rubble exploded, and the figure went straight towards King He.

"Yao Yun!"

Nan Xin's power of deception was operating at its peak, and the woman in purple robe seemed to understand something and opened her palms to the two of them.

"The ethereal tent wall!"

The space was sealed in an instant, and the transparent wall separated Nan Xin and King He from the main battlefield.

This is Yao Yun's magic, a pseudo world, creating a space of separation. It is by this method that she can keep the fire of kindness alive under the siege of astrology.

"Pfft... So this was the plan?" Chen Ming smiled, staring at Wen Ling across from him, and lightly scratched the sword mark on the ground with the sky jade in his hand.

"boom!"

Endless sword intent erupted, and more than a hundred sword moves turned into phantoms and stood behind him. These were all the sword moves of those who were transformed by his demon fetus.

"That's all, let me try the sword of heaven and earth!"

"Swordsmanship is not stronger because of more sword moves." Wen Ling still had no emotion on her expression, but suddenly there was a little invisible wind on her body.

They wrapped around her, Bi Lu's real name was shocked, and an extremely pure sword intent bloomed!

The two stepped on the void and fought together instantly.

The big treasure collided fiercely, and the swords rang out, but they didn't know how many times they took action.

"Buzz!" There was another long and urgent sword cry. Wen Ling suddenly turned her wrist, and Qin Yuan had practiced the sword with thousands of swords for a long time, allowing her to easily reach thousands of swords.

Chen Ming gritted his teeth, and the sword shadow behind him broke several times before he caught the sword.

"what!"

He roared and used his strength to swing Wen Ling away, all the shadows behind him were unified, and the thick mountain and sea air waves followed the waves.

"Haina Cang Po!"

The huge wave of sword light struck at Wen Ling, who opened his eyes slightly, and a pale golden light condensed in his eyes.

When she drew her sword, she did not cause any trouble. She was unpretentious and simple.

Chen Ming's sword light was cut away easily, followed by the roar of thousands of swords. The wind on Wen Ling's body suddenly became wild, her hair blew up, and she stood arrogantly in the sky.

It is clear that it has not left the world, but it has once again become the only bright color in the world.

"The emperor's sword is bright!"

Regardless of whether they are friends or foes, all the swordsmen in the audience subconsciously read these four words. This is the ultimate intention of Jianxin and the goal they are desperately chasing!

"The Emperor's Sword is bright... Haha, as expected of you." Chen Ming let go of the Sky Jade Yuyu in his hand and let it fall to the ground.

Because the sword is meaningless, no one in the upper world can beat her in swordsmanship.

"But... I'm not a swordsman, this is just a way for me to play with you!" Chen Ming's eyes turned completely black, and six big coins were floating around his body.

He picked up the seal and a big coin disappeared on the spot. Wen Ling sensed something and immediately turned around and struck out with a sword.

"Ding!"

Sparks collided, and the big coin disappeared again and shot from a new direction.

"Tsk...one more is not enough? Add another?" Chen Ming's lips curled up in a playful manner, and he waved again as if teasing a dog.

Until the number of flying coins reached six, he suddenly clapped his palms together: "Restriction...the darkest end!"

The invisible restriction spread, Wen Ling's body paused visibly, her sword speed slowed down, and her shoulder was easily bleeding.

"Your restriction? Your Emperor's Burial Universe? Why don't you use it?"

Wen Ling didn't speak, just squeezed the sword in her hand tightly. She couldn't sense the direction of the money at all now. Her perception was restricted, as if she was blind.

"Can't you use it?" Chen Ming's eyes were dark, and the six large coins came out at high speed again, aiming at Wen Ling's death door.

"Ding!" Sparks flew out again, but his blow failed.

After all, Wen Ling has been fighting with him for thousands of years, and she knows a lot about his dirty tricks. Now that she can't see them, he must break the door to death.

"Is that all you can do?" Wen Ling held Bi Lu's real name in front of her legs, and the wind on her body turned into a transparent barrier, protecting her inside.

"A little person? Simplicity is often the most effective..."

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Within the wall of the ethereal tent, Nan Xin controlled all the flames and rushed towards King He. The terrifying fire light turned the entire space extremely hot, but the opponent only used a punch to resolve it easily.

King He, the first Immortal Emperor in the upper world, known as Zhu Wu, was undoubtedly the strongest man when Qing Wu could not come out, but now after a thousand years, his combat power is completely immeasurable.

"boom!"

The sonic boom rolled up at will, and Nan Xin stepped back repeatedly to prevent herself from falling out of the ethereal tent wall.

"You are no match for me, stand down." There was no extra emotion in King He's eyes, just a look of profound vicissitudes.

What he said was right, no matter how reincarnation changed, Nan Xin never defeated King He.

"But she wants to win in a bloody battle... As a master, how can I refuse..."

When Nan Xin said this, there was a smile in her eyes: "In chess in the sky, everything is a piece. I am not a chess player, I am a spectator."

"This battle has the final cause and effect, it is the ultimate. I cannot retreat, and I will not retreat!"

Purple-gold flames rose up in Nan Xin's body, and the aura of the original imperial realm continued to rise. Bright lines crawled out from the collar and slowly covered his neck.

"Magic...refining falsehood into reality - the ancestor of all immortals!"

As soon as the words fell, Nan Xin's aura reached its peak, and Yao Yun's ethereal tent wall seemed to be cracked.

He is defrauding Qin Yuan, the Immortal Ancestor of Refining Immortality!

"My minister... serve!"

Nan Xin's strange fire that controlled destiny was shot at King He, and the latter's calm eyes finally showed some fluctuations: "But what is fake will always be fake. Just like in the country back then, all the people I saved were mirror flowers and moonlight."

"The human heart is greedy and corrupt. There is no absolute victory in this world, and your fight is not worth it."

King He closed his eyes, blood-red spiritual energy clinging to his fist, and endless despair enveloped him.

The destruction of the country, the howling despair, the fire that cannot be put out, all of this comes from me!I saved it and destroyed it with my own hands...

"boom!"

The wave of destruction exploded, and the wall of the ethereal tent instantly collapsed, and everyone's eyes moved over.

I saw Nan Xin hanging on King He's arm, her entire abdomen was penetrated, blood could not stop flowing from her mouth, and her eyes gradually became dull.

"I said...why do I keep...losing..."

Nan Xin grabbed his arm weakly: "So you are... half-ancestor..."

King He didn't say anything, picked up his collar and threw it down.

"Naxin!"

Lan Suxin screamed in disbelief and wanted to follow her, but a figure was one step faster than her.

"Master Nan!"

A familiar call echoed in her ears. Nan Xin looked into those golden eyes and smiled, but her tone was a little tired.

"My good disciple...I...seem...can't see the ultimate..."

"Big liar, what nonsense are you talking about? I said this is the ultimate, no one else can do it!"

"it is good……"

Qin Yuan landed with Nan Xin in his arms, and after replying the last sentence, she closed her eyes like a sleeping beauty.

History has changed, will I wake up again?Or is it the end of life?

It doesn't matter, because I have already made everyone remember me!This kind of me is eternal life!