Chapter 260
Shen Changqing's body was stiff instantly, his heartbeat accelerated instantly, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind.
The scene was tight and silent, and everyone's breathing seemed to stagnate. Everyone's eyes were concentrated on Shen Changqing, and they saw the swords who came into silence.
Tianyuan Jian Sheng!
The Taoist gods opened lightly, although the sound was light, but the thunder bombed in everyone's mind. He didn't wait for Shen Changqing to speak, and even didn't even wait for him to breathe. A sword light had flashed.
The sword light was so unable to describe it in words, as if cutting time and space.
Shen Changqing's skull flew high suddenly, blood rose like a fountain, and his body was as if he was pulled away at this moment.
Seeing this, the people's expression changed, some were horrified, and some were sad.
"The rest of the monk Tianzong, Nianer and so on. I didn't know about this and spared your life, but from now on, Tianzong no longer exists!" End.
When the words fell, the body of the Dharma deity disappeared like an illusion, disappearing in place, leaving only everyone who looked at each other.
On the other hand, the Dharma god returned to the ancestral land of the Holy Education of Canghai, but the consciousness was in the battle of the Lord of the Holy Court.
Although the Lord of the Holy Court was seriously injured, one enemy and four were just a bit of the wind.
But his mind was echoing the Lord of the Holy Court.
"Actually, in this world of ten thousand people, those races that have served as heaven and earth are not as trend of our people. Most of the time, they are forced by the situation and the general trend."
The Lord of the Holy Court said that, but ...
His Guanlong tribe, Xuan Bird clan, etc. are all dead hands!
Although he had guessing in his heart, it didn't feel necessary?
This war lasted for an hour, no matter where the strong men were continued to pay attention.
In this battle related to the survival of the Holy court, although the Emperor Qingtian was a strong family and had amazing recovery, but in the end, he fell under the long gun of the Lord of the Holy Court.
The long gun in the master of the Holy Court is called "Breaking the Heaven". It is not only the supreme power of tearing the heavens and the earth, but also a holy artifact carried by the luck of the Holy Ting.
The gun body turns the mysterious light, and every time it wields it, it seems to be able to lead the power of heaven and earth and shock.
In the center of the battlefield, the Lord of the Holy Court stood like a mountain, his long gun broke the sky, and the tip of the gun dripped into the blood of the enemy.
The blood beads evaporated in the air and turned into a red mist, which permeated around.
His figure seemed extremely lonely and powerful on this broken battlefield.
Although the Lord of the Holy Court was slightly embarrassed, his eyes were still firm, and his long guns broke the sky, like his unyielding will, always pointing to the sky.
The Lord of the Holy Court is really powerful. Even the powerful Optimus Saint Emperor fell under the sharpness of this holy artifact.
Emperor Qingtian Shengtian could not understand. Why the four of them besieged the Lord of the Holy Court who were seriously injured and were all killed.
This unwillingness and doubt disappeared with his life.
At this moment, the Lord of the Holy Court felt a strong murderous intention. It was the remaining dragons, mysterious birds, and Tianshan people. At this moment, they were not in good condition, and their bodies were sprinkled with blood.
However, their eyes still flashed with scarlet killings!
Regardless of his serious injuries, the Lord of the Holy Court once again raised his guns and broke the sky, and a roar of the sky was shocked to kill the strong group.
His tip of the gun broke through the sky and took the throat of the dragon strong.
The dragon strong was instantly hit, and the blood was full of blood.
Suddenly, the Lord of the Holy Court launched a fierce confrontation with the three strong men.
The surrounding scenes are like the end, the landslides are cracking, and the river is dry, as if we are sorrowful for the battle.
The loneliness of the Lord of the Holy Court seemed particularly tragic on this broken land.
In the end, in a thrilling battle, the Lord of the Holy Court widened his eyes, and the pupils reflected the feathers of the Xuan Bird's strong.
The feathers scratched a gorgeous trajectory in the air, pointing at his forehead with the breath of death.
At this moment, the feathers were like crossing the void, and the holes were worn through his skull.
The Lord of the Holy Court suffered a fatal hit, and the blood sprayed out of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with unwilling light.
"Unfortunately, failed to see the final decisive battle!" Although his murmur was low, he was full of unspeakable regrets.
"Good night and my children, come down with you ..."
His wife and son -in -law have long been killed by the Johnson, and only the Holy Han.
As soon as the words fell, his body fell like a broken kite and fell heavily on the battlefield.
The moment he fell, as if the whole world was lost.
Everything on the battlefield seemed to be pulled away, leaving only dead silence.
The long gun was lying quietly in a pool of blood, witnessing the fall of the people of the people, and telling the endless sadness.
At the moment of falling, an illusory figure came to the battlefield silently, holding a faint flashed old light in his hand, and the light penetrated the long river of time and space.
Immediately after, the soul of a trace of the Lord of the Holy Court came out of shelling and slowly integrated into the old lamp.
"Well, witness, still can't bear it." Xu Ying sighed, and then dissipated in the air.
However, whether it was his shadow or sigh, even the Taoist gods, or the powerful Tiandi Wuji who was secretly watching, did not notice it at all.
The Taoist gods bid farewell to the Lord of the Holy Court silently in their hearts, with respect and endless sorrow in their eyes.
An unspeakable loss and grief surged in the hearts of the human race, even the high and mighty Tiandi Wuji ancestor was no exception.
The luck of the human race changed dramatically at this moment!
Then, the Taoist gods were surprised to find that with the death of the Lord of the Holy Court, the huge luck that burst out of his body was like a bright star, illuminating the entire sky.
That luck soared into the sky, even the accumulated luck of the Kunwu Dynasty seemed insignificant in front of it, not even one percent.
In the end, that luck merged into the sky and disappeared in the endless sky, and no one knew where it went.
The death of the Lord of the Holy Court meant the end of the Holy Court, like the end of an era.
As his life faded, the Holy Court also collapsed at that moment, and the former glory turned into dust, and the luck of the Holy Court also surged to the sky, like a soul returning home.
The Holy Court no longer exists!
And the Imperial State is likely to usher in new chaos and turmoil. Without the suppression of the Lord of the Holy Court, those priests may act on their own and occupy the mountains as kings. The future of the Imperial State is full of uncertainty.
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