Chapter 807 He Wushuang Dies

Then,

Qi Yu looked at Shi Hao who was chasing He Wushuang in the distance.

He had also heard of Huang's name.

According to rumors,

this newly promoted Lord of Heaven was also against the sky.

However, he entered the King Realm with only 500,000 years of accumulation. From the perspective of breaking through the realm, it seems to be more exaggerated than those people in the Holy Land.

Thinking back to the time, at this time, he seemed to be playing in the mud in the initial realm of True Immortal!

It's true that every generation has talented people!

Now is known as the most turbulent time, but there are so many unimaginable geniuses who have emerged. The old Immortal King suddenly felt that even in the most turbulent times, he might be able to suppress it. The Golden Age is just like this.

In this thought, Shi Hao and others had lost their traces. Qi Yu immediately turned around and rushed to another Immortal King with good strength.

He recognized the other party. He was a defector from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. His name was Pu Mowang. He was very scary and could take root in the boundless blue sky to draw strength.

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"He Wushuang, today is your death."

In the starry sky, Shi Hao roared like a thunderstorm, and rushed towards He Wushuang.

He Wushuang did not stop. After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, he believed that he was no longer the same as before, and it was a qualitative improvement compared to the original boundary sea.

But it was only a short collision.

He Wushuang's face suddenly changed.

Because Shi Hao's strength was too strong, beyond his expectation, his arm bone was directly broken after a short confrontation.

He Wushuang's face changed drastically, no longer as calm and calm as before.

Invincible, invincible, invincible at all.

A thought fell.

He Wushuang's wingspan vibrated, and he flew back directly. The void vibrated, and after a moment, he had arrived at the edge of the universe.

It was no longer dark here, but filled with large tracts of starlight, and the surroundings were condensed with an overwhelming chill.

Shi Hao chased after him brazenly.

The six secret realms glowed, and the dragon blood in the spine gushed out, as vigorous as the ocean.

He took a step forward, and in an instant, he arrived here and caught up with He Wushuang.

He was only at the level of the Supreme Immortal King, and was no match for Shi Hao.

After millions of years of accumulation, Shi Hao not only caught up, but also crushed the creatures that were several epochs earlier than him. It was not an exaggeration.

Shi Hao's big hand fell and grabbed He Wushuang's skull.

He Wushuang hastily counterattacked.

"Bang!"

Black blood splashed, and a huge force attacked. He Wushuang's face changed drastically. Looking at his arm, a part of his palm was directly cut off.

You can see the same dark bone residue.

Its body was violently ups and downs, both angry to the extreme and horrified to the extreme.

Compared to the encounter in the boundary sea tens of thousands of years ago, this ant who had once imprinted the war thoughts on himself in the ancient immortals has become stronger and has become an existence that he finds extremely difficult.

How many years has it been?

He Wushuang, the former leader of the younger generation in the foreign land, suddenly didn't dare to think.

It has been in charge of the great fortune and enjoyed great opportunities. It can be said that it is the protagonist of the world and the youngest existence in the history of the foreign land to enter the king realm. No one has ever surpassed it in talent. Now the thing that he is most proud of has been broken.

"I am not willing to accept it. Why can't my hard work of several epochs be compared with your accumulation of just one million years? God is unfair. I am not willing to accept it."

He Wushuang's eyes were red and he roared hysterically, but at the same time, his wings behind him swung and he actually killed Shi Hao.

It knew in its heart that it could not escape at all. The opponent could catch up with it in an instant. It could not get rid of the opponent at all. It would be attacked in the abdomen. In this way, only the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road.

The huge crane wings flashed with blue and white brilliance, showing its sharp edge.

This attack was terrible, without too much gorgeous power fluctuation, but when the two blue and white wings swung, it was like a sharp blade that could split the world, setting off a heavy and turbulent cosmic storm, slashing straight at Shi Hao's head.

To be honest, if it weren't for Shi Hao, the future Emperor of Desolate Heaven who would cut through the ages with one sword, He Wushuang's achievements would definitely not be lower than that of Kundi, the first person in the foreign land, and he would definitely become a nightmare in the hearts of the kings of the fairyland.

But it's a pity.

Shi Hao stared at the opponent this time, coming with the intention of killing him, and he would not give up easily if he didn't kill He Wushuang.

"Shh..."

Facing He Wushuang's sudden counterattack, Shi Hao's expression did not move, the Daluo sword embryo in his hand made a light sound, and it was in the state of a gate knife, with the power of the world, just pressing towards He Wushuang horizontally.

Feeling the pressing killing intent like a thorn in his throat, He Wushuang fought desperately.

On his body, the immortal scripture obtained from the father of the little sky-horned ant was glowing, but how could it withstand the full force of Shi Hao who possessed the power of the complete immortal scripture!

"Puff..."

There was no surprise.

The wings flashing with blue and white light were directly cut off by his sword.

In an instant, blood gushed out, severe pain came, and the former's face became even more hideous.

Shi Hao took advantage of the situation and chopped off the wings that He Wushuang was killing with the Daluo sword embryo in his hand, and then threw it fiercely.

On the sword embryo, blood rain drifted, and graves were connected one after another, endlessly. There was a copper coffin across, pressing wherever it was, with ominous, directly piercing He Wushuang through the heart.

"Master, save me."

He Wushuang's soul flew out of the flesh in panic, flying towards a place, and at the same time did not forget to shout for help.

Shi Hao frowned slightly, his body did not move, but raised his big hand to grab it.

"How dare you attack my disciple?" Kundi happened to escape nearby. Seeing that his beloved disciple was about to die, he was shocked and angry. He immediately rushed to Shi Hao's hand that grabbed He Wushuang's soul.

"Boom..."

A brief confrontation.

Shi Hao and Kundi each took a few steps back in opposite directions.

However, on the way,

Shi Hao's whole body glowed like a halo, invulnerable to all kinds of attacks, and condensed into a golden man exactly like him. The man held a sword in his hand, but it was not a Daluo sword embryo, but a pure soul sword, specifically designed to kill souls.

"Swoosh..."

The golden man rushed out at an extremely fast speed, and even the long river of time appeared under his feet. He rushed directly to He Wushuang's soul, and then a sword gave He Wushuang's soul a chill.

Such a change directly made Kundi stunned in place, unable to come back to her senses.

Her beloved disciple died in front of her, making her sad and angry.

"Ah... you deserve to die, you deserve to die... Huang, I should have killed you personally a long time ago, otherwise, my beloved disciple would not have ended up like this." Kundi was furious, his hair flying wildly.

Shi Hao sneered twice, his eyes spitting fire: "You are the only one who feels sad about losing your disciple?! But what about those sentient beings who lost their relatives and families because of your selfish desires?

Do you know that they will live in torment for the rest of their lives.

And their lifespan is limited, and decades are very long for them.

In the end, even the appearance of their relatives is no longer clear, and they are lonely for the rest of their lives. How miserable...

Aren't they more sad than you immortal kings who deceive the world?!

And you just died a fellow who did the same evil!"

Shi Hao questioned.

"Those people are ants, just a short hundred years, what meaning do their so-called emotions have in this world?!"

Kundi roared, a group of ants, why compare with him?

"The real Dao is like this. Dao is ruthless. Do you know that?!

To be honest, they should be more grateful to me. They should be grateful to me for killing them and letting those ants contribute to my path forward. Otherwise, how can the lives of those ants be meaningful?!"

"You are the one who really deserves to die!" Listening to Kundi's nonsense, Shi Hao's lungs were about to explode.

Take a deep breath, the golden man returned instantly, and directly killed with the Daluo sword embryo.

Kundi knew the sharpness of the Daluo sword embryo. How many strong men had died under this sword and retreated to the back at the first time.

"Old thief, you not only harmed the creatures of other domains, but also deceived your own creatures. Where are you running? Today is your memorial day!"

Shi Hao's roar resounded through the sky like thunder. Holding the Daluo sword embryo, the tip of the sword flowed with brilliant golden light, which was enough to cut through eternity and penetrate the void.

He stretched out his body and rushed straight to Kundi. Every step shook the void and released a destructive aura. The secret realm of the human body was opened to the extreme, and the speed was even faster than Kundi.

Seeing this, Kundi's face sank and his face showed a little ferocity.

It retreated violently, and his hands quickly formed seals. The black air around him rolled and condensed into a stream of substantial energy, surrounding him.

At the same time.

Kundi shouted, and a large pot that could refine the immortal king appeared and hung in his hand.

The next moment, the immortal pot became larger out of thin air. Not to mention that it was just an instant, it was already comparable to the stars.

At the same time.

The light at the mouth of the pot was very bright, and an indescribable suction force burst out from it. In an instant, the void was distorted.

Shi Hao snorted coldly, and the blood in his body was surging like a dragon and a wolf smoke. The golden man hanging above his head was glowing all over, and merged with the Daluo sword embryo.

The sword light was like a dragon, rushing straight to the immortal pot.

"Break it!" Shi Hao shouted, and the Daluo Sword Embryo, carrying the aura of the creation of the world, fiercely slashed at the Immortal Refining Pot.

The sword light collided with the suction of the pot mouth, and a deafening roar broke out.

The Daluo Sword Embryo immediately made a series of light sounds, and the tip of the sword swallowed and spit out blood-red red refining.

The Daluo Sword Embryo, which had always been indestructible, did not split the small refining pot, but only left a shallow white mark on it, but it did cut off the suction from the Immortal Refining Pot.

Shi Hao's eyes were like torches, as if he could see through all the falsehoods in the world.

He held the Daluo Sword Embryo tightly, and the blood-red light flowed on the sword body, which was extremely dazzling, echoing the boiling power in his body. The man and the sword became one, and directly turned into a blood-red lightning, directly attacking Kundi's vitals.

"Huang, you are trying to suppress me!"

Kundi roared, opened and closed his hands, and suddenly a black temple appeared between his palms. It was mysterious and deep, full of evil and dark aura. It was the ancient artifact of the origin of the foreign land.

Although the ancient artifact of the origin of the foreign land is called the bone staff, in fact, it can only be seen when the temple is opened. On weekdays, it appears as a black temple.

Shi Hao looked serious.

He felt an unspeakable pressure from the black temple.

At this time.

A stream of thick black smoke floated out from it.

The black smoke condensed in the universe, and it seemed to be deeper than the surrounding universe. It rolled like a tide and circled straight up. It turned into more than ten black shadows of different shapes, roaring in the void and rushing towards Shi Hao.

Each of these black shadows exuded a heart-pounding breath. They were huge and weird at the same time. Because their bodies were invisible, even if the Daluo sword embryo fell on them, it was just a slight pause for the black shadow.

In addition, these shadows rushed towards Shi Hao's soul like a curse, trying to replace it.

"Boom boom boom!"

Shi Hao's only cave opened.

All methods are invulnerable, and Zhuxie retreats.

At this moment, he was like a volcano erupting, using his body as a furnace to directly refine those shadows in himself.

Although the ancient artifact can swallow and spit out shadows for a short time, Kundi couldn't help but change his face. He never dreamed that someone could do this.

It no longer hesitated, knowing that it could not suppress Huang, even if it relied on the ancient artifact, it was just delaying the opponent. It might even be suppressed by the opponent, so it turned around and fled on the spot.

As the first person in the foreign land, he escaped twice in a row. If it were spread out, I don't know if many people would be dumbfounded. Fortunately, this is the edge of the universe and there is no one else around.

Shi Hao did not chase him, because he sensed that there were dark kings approaching here, and the number was as many as four or five.

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At the same time.

In the sea of ​​​​worlds,

the storm was swirling, and three majestic figures stood on the long river of time. Their specific appearances could not be seen clearly. All of them looked indifferent and gloomy, looking at the fairyland.

There was fog covering it.

But the strength of the three dark quasi-emperors was here, and they could still see some things clearly.

This situation was completely beyond their expectations.

They sent out dark kings far beyond their imagination, plus those immortal kings from the foreign land, the number added together must be more than two hundred. With the foundation of the fairyland, if the Lord of Liu Village did not take action, or the female fairy emperor who returned to the fairyland did not take action, it would be impossible to resist. Wouldn't it be easy to break into the fairyland?

But the reality is.

The Lord of Liu Village did not take action, and the others alone blocked the foreign land and the dark army from going further.

Especially some of them, they were terrible, and several kings had been buried in their hands.

Such a result was completely different from what they predicted.

Their faces were indifferent and gloomy. They stepped on the long river of time and casually outlined the tracks of time, trying to deduce the origins of Tuwazi, Gu Chen and others.

This group of young immortal kings had never appeared in the process of deducing the future.

It seemed as if they appeared out of thin air.

The long river of time was surging like a tide, like a thousand troops galloping, and like thunder roaring, layer upon layer, hovering at the feet of the three dark quasi-immortal emperors.

But a moment later.

The three dark quasi-immortal emperors opened their eyes at the same time and looked at each other. Although no one spoke, the deep astonishment hidden in their eyes was almost beyond words.

Except for a person named Huang.

The cause and effect of all others could not be seen or touched, and they could not even deduce the names of that group of people.

How is this possible?

Except for those in the same realm, they can be isolated from the deduction of the Great Dao.

A group of kings, no matter how terrible their talents are, can never do this.

"Their karma still exists in the years, but someone has forcibly obscured their karma."

Emperor Cang spoke.

"The Lord of Liucun!" Emperor Yu and Emperor Hong looked at each other, and they already had a guess in their hearts.

That female fairy emperor just returned to the fairyland, it must not be her.

Only the Lord of Liucun.

The other party's origin is mysterious, they can't guess, and he has never appeared before, dormant for who knows how long, the group of kings who suddenly killed him may be related to him.

But if this is true, then their previous guess about the strength of the Lord of Liucun may have to be raised again.