The mountains and rivers are undulating, the rivers are surging, all the people are surrendering, and the bronze seal is shaking in the void. Unlike other spiritual treasures, there is no momentum, let alone thousands of auspicious lights, just like a very ordinary seal.
"Kongtong Seal!"
Whether it was Emperor Ziwei or the immortals in heaven, they all looked at the big seal on the cloud, with panic on their faces. They didn't expect that this human treasure was actually on Ying Zheng's body.
"Yes, it's the Kongtong Seal." Ying Zheng laughed loudly, looking at the big seal in the sky, with a trace of regret on his face. The Kongtong Seal is exclusive to the Human Emperor. Starting from Emperor Fuxi, the Kongtong Seal
The seal is the symbol of the Human Emperor. Unfortunately, after the arrival of the Five Emperors, the Kongtong Seal disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, it actually appeared now, and it was still in the hands of Ying Zheng.
"Ying Zheng, you finally figured it out." A long whistle came, and a huge demonic shadow appeared in the boundless palace, covering the sky and the sun, and covering the void.
"Wu Zhiqi!"
Above the clouds, the gods' expressions changed drastically as they looked at the demonic shadow that emerged.
In ancient times, Dayu controlled the floods, and Wu Zhiqi caused chaos in the Huai River. The immortals of the three religions took action together to suppress them in the Huai Well. Unexpectedly, they appeared in the Epang Palace! They were also suppressed by the Kongtong Seal.
"Haha, it's me. I was suppressed by your human race in the past. Today I will collect some interest." Wu Zhiqi looked at the Kongtong Seal on the cloud. He didn't know when there was an iron rod in his hand, and he looked ferocious.
He smashed it towards Kongtong Seal.
"Stop, don't hurt my human race's most precious treasure." Master Yan roared loudly, summoning the shadow of Chunqiu Bi to kill Wu Zhiqi.
Wu Zhiqi sneered, and the iron rod in his hand whizzed out, hitting the shadow in the middle, and the Chunqiu pen knocked back. Yan Fuzi's face turned pale.
But when Wu Zhiqi came to deal with the Kongtong Seal again, the Kongtong Seal began to turn, turned into a ray of light, and fell into the hands of a young man.
"Boy, who are you? Hand over the Kongtong Seal." Wu Zhiqi looked at Yang Guang, a cold light burst out from his eyes. It had been suppressed by the Kongtong Seal for thousands of years, and now it finally came out, thinking that it would
This human race's most precious treasure was shattered and he took revenge.
"Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Guang." Yang Guang looked at the Kongtong Seal in his hand, feeling vaguely connected with flesh and blood. The treasure has a spirit and can find its owner by himself. Yang Guang is actually the emperor of the Sui Dynasty and the lord of Nanzhan Buzhou.
The Kongtong Seal naturally fell into the hands of Yang Guang, just like the Great Seal fell into the hands of Ying Zheng before.
"Looking for death." Wu Zhiqi didn't care about this. He wanted to break the Kongtong Seal and avenge himself.
Yang Guang didn't want to expose his true cultivation level, so he could only sacrifice the Demon Emperor's chariot, which turned into a rainbow and disappeared. On top of the chariot, Yang Guang held a big seal in one hand and a Xuanyuan sword in the other, majestic and surrounded by golden light.
Surrounded and protected by hundreds of spirits.
Behind him, Wu Zhiqi was chasing after him, and the evil wind swept across him. The iron rod in his hand swept across. Whether it was a sect monk, a heavenly soldier or a general, or even the Undead Army of Great Qin, anyone who blocked his path would be swept away by the iron rod.
Wherever the iron rod goes, there will be heavy casualties. Whoever it hits will die, and whoever it touches will be injured. Wherever it goes, the gods will bless it.
"Damn monkey." Ying Zheng looked at the bloody storm that passed by with a gloomy expression. He didn't expect that Wu Zhiqi was so unreliable that he actually chased the emperor of the world and didn't even look at the situation at the scene. If this continues, it doesn't mean letting go.
Has the waste come out?
When Confucius and others saw this, they burst into laughter and rushed towards Afang Palace to kill them.
The other heavenly generals also gave up the idea of pursuing Wu Zhiqi and fought with the undead legions.
Above the clouds, Emperor Ziwei opened and closed his hands widely, and the power of the stars seemed to be burned. Every blow moved the general trend of the world, killing Ying Zheng and retreating repeatedly.
His witchcraft power was originally superior to Boyikao, but now he is retreating in frustration.
"Bo Yi Kao, you don't have much magical power anymore. If you continue like this, you will be killed by me just like your brothers." Ying Zheng looked at Emperor Ziwei in front of him and said loudly: "Master of Heavenly Court"
Countless, yet I asked you to be the commander, and I clearly want to use my hands to kill you. The Emperor of Heaven has no mercy, so why don't you and I join forces to defeat the Heaven together?"
Ying Zheng's voice rumbled and resounded through the sky, shocking the world. Not only the people in Guanzhong, but also the faces of the immortals above the nine heavens showed a trace of shame and anger.
"Ying Zheng, today is the day you die." Emperor Ziwei's face was expressionless. Suddenly, a spark of fire ignited on his body, igniting the starlight in the void, turning into a huge fireball, and crashing towards Ying Zheng.
"Bo Yikao, you don't want to live anymore, you actually lit the divine fire." Ying Zheng's figure suddenly returned to normal, his hands created a lot of space in front of him, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
"As Emperor Ziwei of the Heavenly Court, he should fight on the battlefield, protect the majesty of the Heavenly Court, and not kill powerful enemies. How can this Emperor Ziwei have the face to face the gods of the heavens? Ying Zheng, if you die today, I will die."
The sound of Boyi Kao rumbled and resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten places.
The divine fire hit the numerous spaces and knocked Ying Zheng out. He saw that Ying Zheng's hair was scattered, his face was pale, and he looked very embarrassed.
Emperor Ziwei's figure was dim, and the golden light almost disappeared completely. Only the golden light of merit above his head illuminated the three realms. He was obviously a man of great merit.
"Your Majesty, Emperor Ziwei has unparalleled benevolence and virtue. He cannot die at the hands of Ying Zheng. Even if he dies, he must use the List of Gods to resurrect him." Taibai Jinxing said quickly.
The Emperor of Heaven glanced at Taibai Jinxing. He naturally knew about this matter. If something happened to Emperor Ziwei, how could he get the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation? How could he increase his dominance.
"King Li Tian, order two hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to go down to the lower realm. Nezha will be the vanguard to rescue Emperor Ziwei and kill Ying Zheng." The Emperor of Heaven saw it clearly and knew that if he did not send troops to rescue Emperor Ziwei at this time, I am afraid that the beings in the three realms would say
Gossip in heaven.
"I obey the decree." Li Jing did not dare to neglect and quickly ordered two hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to descend to the realm.
Above the nine heavens, war drums sounded, thunder rolled, and the Nantian Gate opened.
Emperor Ziwei glanced at Jiutian with his eyes, swayed, stretched out a starry hand, and grabbed Yang Guang from a distance. He grabbed Yang Guang in his hand and flicked it. Wu Zhiqi felt as if he was being beaten all over.
Hit by a huge force, it instantly let out a burst of screams and flew out of the small world, not knowing where it landed.
At this time, Emperor Ziwei turned into a stream of light and slammed into Ying Zheng. Then he made a huge explosion and countless stars splashed out, blasting Ying Zheng hundreds of miles away.
It hit the ground hard, and at the wound, the power of the stars exploded, continuously swallowing Ying Zheng's life.
But at this time, no one in the three realms paid attention to the injured Ying Zheng.
Above the nine heavens, thunder rolled, lightning enveloped the sky, as if submergence was coming, and blood rain suddenly fell from the sky.
