That majestic figure that was high up in the sky not long ago, overlooking all living beings, and arrogant, was completely swallowed up by the Sacred Weapon sword light.
After a moment of dead silence.
It was an earth-shaking cheer.
"Won!"
"King of Chu wins!"
"Celestial Person was defeated, hahahaha, Celestial Person was killed by King of Chu!!!"
Zhao Wujiu stood in place.
Laughing wildly.
Guhongzi took a long breath.
He tightly grasped the Earth Rank Whisk in his hand and grinned.
"Now, the old man's two hundred years of life are worth it."
Li Wuyou's blood-red eyes regained their clarity little by little.
She looked at the dark golden figure in the sky, and the corner of her mouth raised a thrilling arc.
That's her uncle.
The invincible uncle.
Sky-Eating Demon Venerable, Blood Abyss Demon Venerable and other Divine Mansion Realm Great Expert shouted with all their strength.
"Great Zhou is destroyed, Great Chu is reborn!"
Cui Yuan is in tears.
"Heaven and Earth is settled."
He Southern People, turned over.
His huge gamble Chu Province Cui Clan won again.
The mountain's cry was like rolling thunder, one wave higher than the other, shaking the Shenjing City palace walls.
One goes down and the other goes up.
Above the Yun Hai in the distance.
Dongfang Jiming The wild smile on his face had already frozen.
At the moment Progenitor Emperor was swallowed by the sword light.
The color of Elder Zhang's face gradually faded away, becoming as pale as paper.
"Failed... defeated?"
His voice was dry.
Those cloudy old eyes were full of disbelief.
"Heavenly Human Sacred Realm's Progenitor Emperor His Majesty, how could it be defeated?"
He Dongfang Jiming, Dongfang Clan, but he placed all his bets on Progenitor Emperor.
Progenitor Emperor This defeat.
Take King of Chu as a person.
How can we let go of people like them who are determined to stand with Jiang Zhou?
Dongfang Clan, which has been glorious for thousands of years.
It's over.
It was completely over in his hands.
He is the sinner of the Dongfang Clan.
Dongfang Jiming's face was ashen, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden.
He couldn't figure it out.
He placed all his bets on Progenitor Emperor.
The purpose is to wait for Progenitor Emperor to achieve Celestial Person.
When Celestial Person comes to this world, Li Xinge, even if he has the power to reach heaven, can only die and disappear.
But Progenitor Emperor became Celestial Person.
But theirs was beheaded by a Divine Mansion Realm.
Why is he so incompetent?
Why is he so useless?
Did his thousands of years of cultivation transfer to the dog?
More than Dongfang Jiming.
The rest of those who follow Jiang Zhou wholeheartedly.
At this moment, everything was spinning.
Great Zhou is finished.
They also finished.
Prime Minister Wen next to Dongfang Jiming.
He slowly closed his eyes.
Youyou sighed.
"Great Zhou Six thousand and four hundred years of national rule have finally come to an end, and our wait for Northern People's glory has also come to an end."
His voice was very soft, with an air of indescribable fatigue and desolation.
Dongfang Jiming heard Wen Zhong's voice and turned around suddenly. He stared at Prime Minister Wen.
"Friend Wen Dao, what should we do now? Are we just waiting to die?"
Prime Minister Wen Open your eyes.
He looked at Dongfang Jiming's frightened face.
He smiled bitterly, "What else?"
Dongfang Jiming shakes his head like a rattle.
"No, I can't die. I can't die. I still have hundreds of years to live."
Finished.
He suddenly looked into the distance again.
Looking at King of Chu in the distance.
It's like grabbing the last straw.
"We surrender, we surrender to King of Chu, King of Chu needs us, King of Chu needs us to help them suppress Southern People, just like six thousand years ago, Progenitor Emperor... no, Jiang Rebel needs Southern People to help them check and balance us Northern People."
Wen Zhong heard this.
Shaked his head.
"Fellow Daoist Dongfang, you still don't understand."
Dongfang Jiming heard this.
Turned around sharply.
"The current situation is different from six thousand years ago. The Progenitor Emperor at that time left Southern People to check and balance our Northern People."
"Can..."
Wen Zhong The topic changed.
"That's because, at that time, Progenitor Emperor didn't have the power to be arbitrary. He couldn't conquer the world by himself. Therefore, if he, Jiang Clan, wants to hold the Dragon Throne firmly, he can't do without us Northern Aristocratic Clan."
"Northern Aristocratic Clan is so powerful that Progenitor Emperor needs to find another force to balance it, and that is Southern Aristocratic Clan."
"The North and the South are in opposition and constraining each other, so Jiang Clan can sit firmly in this world. This is the foundation for the Jiang Clan to be able to sit firmly for six thousand years."
He paused.
"But King of Chu is different."
"King of Chu's strength has completely surpassed ours. Even Heavenly Human Saint was beheaded by him. In his eyes, I'm just an ant."
"Do you think he needs a group of ants to balance another group of ants?"
Dongfang Jiming opened his mouth.
Can't say a word.
"Then... then let's escape, escape to overseas, to the Hundred Thousand Mountains."
"Escape?"
Wen Zhong lowered his eyes and said.
"I won't run away."
"Why?"
Dongfang Jiming is puzzled.
Wen Zhong sat down cross-legged.
The tone is calm.
"I am the only one who dies here. I, Wen Clan, may still be able to leave some seeds."
Dongfang Jiming's breathing was stagnant.
Yun Hai tens of thousands of miles away.
Myriad Treasures Pavilion Chief Pavilion Master stands with hands behind his back.
Watching the scene where Progenitor Emperor was beheaded.
He frowned quietly.
There was a trace of doubt in those twinkling eyes.
Shi Qianqiu hasn't noticed anything strange about Chief Pavilion Master.
He said with a somewhat annoyed tone.
"Originally, I thought that when Li Xinge was in danger, we would rescue him and let him owe us a big favor. I didn't expect that Jiang Family, the good-for-nothing ancestor Celestial Person, would be killed by a Divine Mansion Realm. This trip was really in vain."
However.
But there was no response from Chief Pavilion Master.
Shi Qianqiu looked at Chief Pavilion Master.
Only then did I notice something strange about Chief Pavilion Master.
He quickly shut his mouth.
No more words.
How many breaths have passed.
Pavilion Master spoke slowly.
"No, no."
"What's wrong?"
Pavilion Master didn't answer him.
Just looking at the void where Progenitor Emperor was killed, his eyes became more and more confused.
Over Shenjing City.
The roaring and tsunami-like celebrations have not subsided yet.
High in the sky.
The sword light slashed down, and the force of the blast caused his clothes to flutter.
Look at the broken void.
Li Xinge's face didn't look happy at all, as if the overall situation had been decided.
Instead, his brows wrinkled.
The sword light dissipated.
The sight revealed shocked everyone.
I saw Progenitor Emperor's figure still standing on Above the Nine Heavens.
Not only was he unscathed.
The shocking wound on his chest that had just been cut by Sacred Weapon was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The golden holy blood flows back into the body drop by drop.
In the end, even the Dao Injury disappeared, and the skin and flesh were as smooth as before.
How is this possible?
Everyone took a breath of air in their hearts.
Progenitor Emperor just now almost didn't even catch the second sword.
How is it possible that the third sword strike didn't hurt Progenitor Emperor at all?
Progenitor Emperor lost his hand.
At this moment, he seemed like a different person.
The back is straight.
In those eyes, there was no longer the fear, embarrassment and unwillingness just now.
There is only a kind of indifference overlooking all living beings.
It is a magnanimity that only a true emperor can possess.
"This body is still too weak."