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Chapter 1229 The edge of death

The fifth realm of the evil god, "Yan Emperor", Jasmine told him that this is the final realm engraved in the memory left by the evil god's immortal blood, and it is also the ultimate realm that humans can bear.

As for the unknown sixth and seventh realms, they are definitely not accessible to humans. Even the peak realm that humans can reach - the God Lord Realm, cannot bear to control it.

Yun Che was in the realm of the Divine Tribulation, so he forced himself to open the "Yan Emperor", completely fighting with his life...even if it was just a moment of opening.

He could not predict what consequences would be after forcing the "Yan Emperor". He might die suddenly on the spot or become corrupt in an instant. However, he had no choice but to be forced to this state by Luo Changsheng.

boom------

The moment the "Yan Emperor" was opened, a thick blood light suddenly burst out from Yun Che's body, and a terrifying wave of air burst out. Under this wave of air, the storm on Luo Changsheng's body and the power that had just condensed were instantly destroyed. The whole person was as if bombarded by a heavy hammer, screaming and flying out.

The sudden change made everyone shocked, and even the kings of the Star Realm were shocked... because accompanied by the blood light, there was a violent aura that was so terrifying that they could not believe at all.

Yun Che's arms turned outwards, and countless scarlet cracks exploded all over his body. The moment "Yan Huang" opened, there was a blast in his body and soul. He felt his body, internal organs and even souls being completely exploded by the crazy and violent force. The world of consciousness also turned into endless blood red, unable to feel pain, nor could he sense Luo Changsheng... there was anything else.

Only the last trace of will activate the power of despair like the awakening of the demon god, and a sword rushed forward.

boom------

A blood-colored sword light blasted out from the Tribulation Sword, penetrated through the space in an instant, colliding on the barrier at the edge of the Fengshen Platform, and imprinted a blood-colored mark that lasted nearly two hundred miles in the Fengshen Platform space.

Wherever the blood-colored sword light went, the space was violently distorted and then collapsed layer by layer.

This is the space in the divine world, but under this sword, it collapsed one after another like a thin paper... This is also the first time that Yun Che has truly destroyed the space after he arrived in the divine world. However, he himself could not witness this scene he had dreamed of with his own eyes.

However, when Yun Che's consciousness was opened, his consciousness collapsed instantly. The sword he fought to the death with his life was far away from Luo Changsheng's place.

Only a bloody aftermath gently brushed Luo Changsheng's body.

"Wooahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A scream with endless pain, like a scream from the abyss of despair, resounded over the Fengshen Platform. The moment the bloody aftermath touched Luo Changsheng, he was like a blood bag that suddenly exploded, exploded the plasma in the sky and was bombarded to a distant high altitude...

when!

The Sword of Tribulation fell from Yun Che's hand and fell heavily to the ground.

Yun Che's body was temporarily frozen in the air, and a short moment of blood burst out from his body and completely disappeared with all his mysterious energy. Only his pupils were still waving with abnormal blood... but they had no spirit and no focus.

Then, he fell straight down like a doll that turned into an empty shell, and fell to the ground.

No...can't...lose consciousness...

Otherwise... it will be defeated...

I am still... alive... I can still... feel pain... I can't fall into a coma... I wake up...

The audience was as quiet as death. Everyone who was witnessing this battle could not believe their eyes and spiritual consciousness at this moment.

"Just...what was that?"

"No...I don't know..."

"Yun Che actually... suddenly... hiss... just now... what a terrible power... Luo Changsheng wouldn't... die, right?"

"Look at Yun Che... the moment just now was so terrible, but the price was obviously extremely terrible... My God! What happened just now? Sect Master, don't even know you...?"

"What kind of monster is Yun Che!"

The Snow Yin Realm, the Flame God Realm, the Holy Yu Realm... are all pale and their hearts are tight. They are staring blankly, unable to speak or breathe.

The brows of Master Quwu twitched continuously, but he would never forget his responsibilities, and his breath was always firmly locked on Yun Che and Luo Changsheng. When Yun Che fell, he was about to confirm whether he was in a coma, but found that Yun Che, who was spread in a pool of blood, was trembling slightly, his fingers were constantly bent and struggling. Then, his wrists were tightly scratching the ground, obviously trying to perceive the existence of the world, and struggling to keep his consciousness silent.

Master Huiwu: "..."

A whistling came from the air. Luo Changsheng, who was bombarded dozens of miles high, finally fell down. With a large area of ​​thick blood rain, it fell heavily on the Fengshen Platform.

when!!

The Dragon Psychic Sword also fell from the sky, and finally fell to his hands with great coincidence.

“Growing…being…”

Luo Guxie's body shook, his face showed a pathological pale pale. He was trembling and could hardly hear clearly.

Luo Changsheng was already very traumatized, and at this time he was even more miserable. His whole body was completely broken, as if he was cut into pieces and then threw it into the blood pool and caught the corpse.

This appearance, if you put it on an ordinary Xuanzhe, you would have died long ago. However, Master Fuwu saw at a glance that Luo Changsheng's body was twitching slightly, and a faint moan was faintly heard.

He was not dead, and he even had consciousness.

The smell of blood spread rapidly on the Fengshen Platform, and the viewing table became quieter and quieter. All eyes stared at the two blood-colored figures lying on the ground, not daring to blink for a moment.

Both of them were twitching with all their might, and neither of them would remain silent because their remaining will told them that whoever falls into a coma first will be defeated.

Yun Che grabbed his palm bit by bit... He felt Luo Changsheng's breath.

Luo Changsheng... shouldn't... why is he still alive... Why... the breath of life is so strong that even I can feel it now...

Could it be... the sword just now... didn't hit him...

Yun Che forced himself to open the "Yan Emperor", and the power burst out far exceeded the level where he and Luo Changsheng were. Luo Changsheng was seriously injured. If he was hit, even the body tempered by the Taichu Divine Water would be smashed to pieces.

He and Luo Changsheng had a fierce battle. He used a life-threatening move to kill him in desperate situations. He should not be judged as "malice". At least 90% of them would not be judged to violate the rules... And Luo Changsheng and death would not need to play one more game, and he could win the first place directly.

As for the consequences of killing Luo Changsheng... Compared to his "appointment" with Jasmine, it is simply insignificant in his consciousness.

But fate is so cruel. The sword he exchanged for with his life was deviated by the collapse of consciousness.

"Uh...gu...uh..."

The painful and dry moans seemed to be the despair roar of a wild beast before death. Luo Changsheng's body twitched more and more violently, and suddenly stopped at some point.

Just when Master Quwu thought he had finally lost consciousness, he found that his arm moved, and then... slowly raised his head, and his eyes were opened little by little by little.

Then, his blood-stained arm slowly raised and reached towards the Dragon Palm Sword that was close to him. After a while of groping, he grabbed it tremblingly on the hilt of the knife.

"Ah!!" Huo Poyun shouted in horror.

But a long time passed, no matter how hard Luo Changsheng tried, the Dragon Palm Sword remained motionless. His current state was a miracle that he could barely live, so how could he control the Dragon Palm Sword again?

His palm finally left the Dragon Palm Sword, his eyes were bleeding, and his vision was blurred, but he still firmly locked Yun Che's place. Then, he supported his arms, little by little... extremely slowly and extremely difficult, but he slowly stood up.

"Ah...ahh..." The disciple of Yin Xueyan God's heart seemed to be tied up by a steel wire, and a terrifying hissing sound came from his throat.

Luo Changsheng stepped forward, shook his feet step by step, sprinkling blood step by step, approaching Yun Che. He was so weak that he was about to die, but the weight of evil spirit on his body made Venerable Vulver deeply shocked.

At this moment, Yun Che, who had been lying in the blood pool for a long time, also stood up with his arms on the ground and staggered.

When he sensed Luo Changsheng's life breath and felt him stand up, his will urged his body to stand up... He didn't expect that he could still stand up, but he had to stand up again.

His unique dragon god marrow made his bones extremely tough, otherwise he would have been completely destroyed by the unbearable power of "Yan Emperor". In that case, no matter how powerful his willpower is, it would be impossible to stand up.

Perhaps it was a rebirth, perhaps it was a burst of will, or perhaps the continuous recovery of the Great Dao Futu Jue, he stood up... and he actually felt that there were such a faint force.

Both of them were covered in blood and their bodies were broken, like two evil spirits crawling out of the blood pool. Such a scene, as well as the vague terrible evil spirit, made people feel a cold palpitations.

The two of them briefly met without saying anything, and then rushed towards each other at the same moment.

Bang!

Bang!

The two of them hit each other's face at the same time, but the power they swung was even worse than a mysterious person in the Divine Yuan Realm who had just entered the divine way... no, he was even worse than a mysterious person in the mortal world. Such power would not be injured even if he suffered tens of millions of times in a row.

But at this moment, their seven orifices collapsed and were about to fall.

Then he immediately screamed and pounced on the other party again, hitting the force extracted from his body and will on the other party.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...

The sound and power of the fist hitting the body was weak and ridiculous in the eyes of the Shinto Xuanzhe as if a child had a fight. But in the entire East Shen Realm, no Xuanzhe could laugh, only his pupils were shivering and his soul was trembling.

The two of them were covered with blood and their figures were similar. If they only looked at it, they could not tell which one was Yun Che and which one was Luo Changsheng. Their injuries were terrifying, which made these Xuandao powerful men feel frightened when they looked at it. As they were crazy about fighting, large pieces of blood were spread out on the Venerable God Platform, making people wonder if the blood on their bodies would have dried up.

However, Yun Che and Luo Changsheng ignored it at all.

These two people who were clearly on the verge of death seemed to have completely ignored their lives and only tried to use all their remaining parts to push the other party into the abyss of death first.

Yun Che's extreme desire for victory;

Luo Changsheng's pathological obsession with invincible;

He gave birth to two terrible beasts that were dying and even though he was confused, he would bite them all.
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