Xue Ji sword was put away, Mu Xuanyin's jade fingers slid, and Nan Wansheng's portable space, which had no power to support, suddenly collapsed and scattered a large area of ​​strange mysterious light.

Even the most inconspicuous one of them can be carried by the God Emperor of Nanming, is a rare treasure that ordinary people can't achieve in the world. When these treasures appear, the light and aura of the entire planet change drastically, and the earth trembles violently, as if it can no longer bear the powerful aura released by these treasures of the God Emperor.

Mu Xuanyin's eyes fell on a golden light floating in the air. This golden light was not dazzling, but it was extremely clear and pure. It was clearly the soul light separated from the soul source. When separated, it would cause trauma to the soul source.

There is no doubt that the only thing that can be protected by the God Emperor of Nanming at such a cost is the lifeline of the Nanming lineage... the inheritance weapon of the divine power of Nanming!

Mu Xuanyin slowly stretched out his hand, and directly frozen Nan Wansheng's head and Nanming's divine source weapon, imprisoned in a blue light, and then his figure turned into a blur and disappeared silently.

Even the last trace of coldness disappeared, and no trace of her had ever appeared.

———

At the cost of burning his life, he sent the seriously injured Nan Wansheng away. Nan Return seemed to have no longer had any obsession. His breath was completely curled, and his old eyes closed, not looking at the royal city below that had been destroyed into a dark hell.

He was the emperor for half his life, and left the last hope for Nanming before he died. He believed that he had already felt guilty about Nanming and his ancestors. What is the future of Nanming by God.

Watching Nan Wansheng escape, fighting against Yan Zu, the two gods of the two Mingshen, as well as the elders, Mingwei and Xuanzhe who fought to the death below were all shocked. For them, this was undoubtedly a heavy hope in the darkness, and endless hope, and even the collapsed belief was reborn.

"Nanming is eternal and immortal... Even if we die, our strength... will be reborn under the command of the king!" The seriously injured Ming Shen roared with the power of his whole body.

"The day when the king returns is the period of destruction of you demons!"

The other god's arms were broken, but his voice was full of blood. Every word stirred the souls of all the mysterious people in Nanming. The originally weakened power of resistance increased instantly, and they all fought with their lives.

That's right, hope. For Nanming at this moment, there is nothing more luxurious than this.

However, this luxury only lasted for a very short period of time.

Table Tennis...

The extremely sharp sound of brokenness sounded in Nanguizhong and the soul sea of ​​the two gods, making their blood that had just been ignited cold in an instant.

The soul crystal is broken, Nan Wansheng... is dead,

Nangui's eyes, which finally closed, suddenly opened, but his eyes were turbid and so dark that his pupils were almost gone.

The two gods were also stationary in the air at the same time, and their whole body trembled in the cold, as if they had fallen into the darkest ice prison.

Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu fell in front of Nangui for life. Looking at Nangui's sudden change in expression, they all looked confused.

Nangui finally looked up little by little, his old face was extremely dark and desperate.

His fingers raised in trembling, pointed at Yun Che in the sky, and murmured in a difficult manner: "You...actually..."

"Ha...hehe..." Nan Gui finally laughed suddenly, laughing particularly desolately: "You have the strongest power in Nanming that I have been countered by you, and the final retreat has long been your plan... The Demon Lord of the Northern Region... You are... cruel enough..."

Yun Che: “…?”

"Oh?" A look of surprise flashed slightly on Qianye Ying'er's face. Her eyes swept across Nan Guizhong and Liangming Shen, and said with a low voice: "Is it... Nan Wan's life and death!"

Someone blocked the Huanming Xuanji Formation?

She suddenly turned her eyes and glanced at Caizhi, who had been indifferent to Nan Wansheng's escape.

"Since that's the case, let's get rid of it." Qianye Bingzhu finally stretched out his palm to the south.

"No need to worry." Nan Gui finally said lightly. His old eyes looked down. In his sight, the royal city had been stained with blood, and the prosperity and glory of the past were all turning into destruction and ashes. Perhaps at this moment, he would rather have returned that year, at least that way, in his life's memory, the kingdom of the South Ming Dynasty was so proud.

"Escape." His voice was heavy and long, like a rusty ancient bell: "There is no longer Nanming in the world, and your will will no longer belong to Nanming... Escape... Escape... At least, save your life for yourself."

As he finished speaking, he raised his palm, and the last divine light of Nanming condensed into the palm of his palm, and it blasted heavily on his heavenly spirit.

boom----

A dull roar sounded deep in the souls of all the mysterious people in the South Sea.

The last ray of turbid light disappeared into Nan Guizhong's pupils, and his body slowly fell down... and collapsed all the beliefs that Nanming Xuanzhe had just reborn.

What is more hopeless than despair is the despair after hope.

Nan Guizhong's last words undoubtedly told them that Nan Wansheng, who had just escaped... the last hope left by Nanming has been destroyed in a flash.

Fighting spirit, belief and will collapse completely. When the former God Emperor personally read out the demise of Nanming, they no longer belong and no reason to resist.

"South...沪...沪...沪...沪...沪...沪..."

The two gods let out the same murmur. Their eyes looked at each other, but they did not collide with even a trace of color, only empty grayness.

Bang!!

Two extremely dazzling golden lights exploded in the air, and their last power of the god of the sea exploded on themselves, turning into the divine light for their funeral... Perhaps, this is the last dignity they can bloom in the complete despair.

The last god of Ming was left with Nan Qianqiu, who was pinched in Yan Yi's hand, with his head hanging and his limbs hanging, and he could not even seek death.

Both emperors were destroyed, and the Ming Shen, who fought to the end, also chose to extricate himself... The bloody Nanming Xuanmen, even the elders and Mingwei who had extremely high status, had a trace of their last belief completely collapsed and had nothing to support.

Dazed, howling, despair... Nanming Xuanzhe, who was already at a great disadvantage, was defeated again and again. They no longer had the will to fight and began to flee with all their might, because now, the only thing they could protect was their own lives.

The blood-stained dragon of Taichu, every time the dragon wings waved, it would destroy countless Nanming Xuanmen, and those Yanmo Yan ghosts felt resentment and thrill of the Southern Region Xuanmen. Their attacks would not be sympathetic. Only dozens of people tear open a piece of death purgatory on this destructive land.

The Nanming King City in sight has turned into a real blood-colored hell, with endless howling despair in his ears. Yan Tianxiao looked down at the bottom. As the invader, there was no trace of pity or guilt in his black eyes, only endless pleasure... Their hatred and resentment towards the mysterious masters of the Three Realms have been deeply rooted in their bones and have been passed down for nearly a million years.

"Sure enough, the seemingly mysterious escape formation was under the control of the Demon Lord." Yan Tianxiao smiled sarcastically, and in his heart he was indescribable admiration for Yun Che. He flashed, came to Yun Che's side, bent his knees and bowed his head, "Demon Lord, although there are many more people in Nanming, they are no longer interested in fighting. If you flee from all directions, will you kill them all?"

With the escape of Nanming Xuanzhe, the attack of the Taichu Dragon Clan was obviously slowing down. Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu both stood quietly in front of Nangui Zhong's body and stopped taking action.

"I said that the Nanming lineage must not be kept!" Yun Che's voice was cold: "However, with the few people you brought, it is just a fool to kill them all."

In order to hide his whereabouts, Yan Tianxiao only brought Yan Mo Yan Ghost. Although they all had the power of the extremely terrifying god lord, they were too small after all. It was indeed a dream to destroy the Nanming lineage.

"What does the Demon Lord mean?" Yan Tianxiao asked for instructions.

"Chasing to the border of Nanming. As for what happened later..." A terrifying faint light flashed in Yun Che's eyes: "One will do it."

———

East God Realm, the universe.

Since Yun Che set out for the Southern Divine Realm, although Chi Wuyao did not show any concern at all, he was still a little restless these days.

When Yun Che was beside her, she could take care of the exaggerated things, but now the east and south regions are separated by each other, and she is beyond her reach, so she can't feel completely at ease.

The only comforts of the two are Mu Xuanyin hidden in the Southern Divine Realm, and Qianye Ying'er who quietly followed with the Second Fanzu and Guzhu.

The fragrant wind blew gently, and a colorful shadow appeared in front of Chi Wuya like a illusion light. Hua Jin knelt on the ground, his voice slightly hurried: "Master, over the southern region..."

"What happened?" Chi Wuyao stood up suddenly, which made Wu Jin look a little nervous.

Wu Jin calmed down and said, "The Demon Lord, on the enthronement of Prince Nanming, abused and killed the Ashes Dragon God, one of the Nine Dragon Gods of the Dragon God clan, on the Dragon God's Enthronement Dianyi."

In just one sentence, every word is absolutely shocking, especially Wu Jin emphasized the word "torture".

"..." Chi Wuyao frowned slightly and did not say anything.

Wu Jin continued: "This news spreads very quickly. Obviously, Nanming is actively fueling the matter, and it will not take too long for everyone to know."

"The dragon gods must have a sense of mutual response. The ashes dragon god died, and the other eight dragon gods must know it at the first time. Now is definitely not the time to touch the dragon god world..." Chi Wuyao murmured: "Why did he do this?"

Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows and whispered: "Is he using this to attract Nanming to fear and force Nanming to use the Ming Shen cannon!?"

"Ming Shen Cannon? That's it?" Wu Jin raised his head and asked subconsciously.

"If this is true, then I... finally underestimate his madness towards revenge." Chi Wuyao closed his eyes lightly, sighed quietly, and said to himself in a daze: "I thought that after Ying'er's incident, he would at least..."

Wu Jin seemed to understand and asked, "Master, the Dragon God Realm must be furious. Even without the Dragon Emperor's order, they would not be able to remain silent. What should I do next? Please give the order."

After a brief silence, Chi Wuya's eyes opened, and his black eyes were as deep as a sea of ​​secrets: "I ordered Tian Muyi and Tian Guhu to immediately mobilize at least fifty star realms stationed in the western realms of the Eastern Region, so that they could give up their garrison, headed by the kings of all realms, and immediately move northward and return to the Northern God Realm. The faster the speed, the better, and the greater the momentum, the better!"

Now, she must do her best to distract the Dragon God Realm and strive for as much time and opportunity to deal with it as possible.

"Yes!" Although Wu Jin was shocked, he wanted to leave without asking in detail.

"Wait!" Chi Wuya suddenly thought of something, raised his jade arm and freezes the air.

"The order remains unchanged, but let Tian Muyi and Tian Guhu temporarily suspend their actions." Chi Wuya's voice was slow, as if he was talking to Hua Jin, and as if he was talking to himself: "Wait for a few more hours, there might be some surprises in the South God Realm."

"There is another possibility..." She murmured in a low voice: "Dragon God, Dragon Emperor, maybe he will also sense it."

If so, the Dragon Emperor who was "transferred" would definitely return to the Dragon God Realm immediately!
Chapter completed!