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Chapter 45: Apocalypse

"From the beginning to the end, from directly using a large army to forcibly recover Yangshan County, to challenging me at this time, he wanted to take the initiative at all times."

"He not only wants to fight against me and Emperor Han Chen, but also fight the whole world."

"So since you want to form an alliance, you have to form a real alliance with Yan and Chu."

Yan Ying stood up, not seeing any movement on his lips, and no one else heard any sound. However, these three sentences clearly penetrated into Emperor Qi's ears.

Emperor Qi's face was full of solemnity and solemnity at this time, shining with a strange layer of glow.

He knew that this was different from the usual warning, but Yan Ying's last words.

When Yan Ying stands up, it naturally means to face the challenge.

Emperor Han Chen nodded to him and paid tribute.

Yan Ying nodded and returned the gift.

Emperor Yuanwu laughed.

While he smiled, the top of Lushan Mountain suddenly bathed in a strange brightness.

The blowing mountain wind and the floating clouds were not strange, but there seemed to be many lights that would not have appeared before, falling from the extremely high altitude and landing on this Lushan Mountain.

Everyone's eyes were heavy.

This is the true eighth realm, Qi Tian.

The sky seemed to have opened another world, and countless vitality that others could not perceive were rolling down. The whole Lu Mountain was bathed in a strange brightness, and the whole mountain seemed to be turning into a bright and transparent gem.

Ding Ning closed his eyes.

Not because of the dazzling, but because of the pain I felt at this moment.

Emperor Yuanwu's cultivation level was much higher than he thought. This was impossible, but it happened in front of him.

In the teachings of any sect of practice, the most important thing in practice is to understand the trajectory of the circulation of the heaven and earth in the body and the surrounding heaven and earth. At this time, Emperor Yuanwu began to open the sky, and all the practitioners on the top of Lushan Mountain naturally began to fully understand, hoping to understand some crucial truths themselves.

However, what they did not expect was that when their consciousness embraced the heaven and earth vitality that seemed to fall from another world, they could only feel a huge pressure, a pressure that seemed to crush everything.

Even the seventh-level powerful people present were without exception.

Under such pressure, their consciousness became slower.

The consciousness of a practitioner is to mobilize the origin of everything. When the consciousness becomes slow, everything becomes slow.

All practitioners cannot realize anything related to practice from Emperor Yuanwu's actions at this time. They just feel that this entire Lushan has become a unique small world under the flow of vitality mobilized by Emperor Yuanwu's consciousness.

A small world belonging to Emperor Yuanwu.

Thinking of fighting in the small world of the opponent, the faces of most practitioners on the top of Lushan Mountain could not help but become paler, and they felt extremely frightened.

Before fighting, it is enough to make the seven realms afraid of the great life of the mind. This is the huge difference between the eight realms and the seven realms.

...

The eight realms of enlightenment not only communicate with the heaven and earth, but also open up a new channel for the flow of heaven and earth elemental power and obtain more majestic heaven and earth vitality, but also open up a small world of one's own.

At this time, Han Chendi and Yan Ying, who were at the center of such pressure, naturally felt it more clearly than anyone else.

But Emperor Han Chen, who forgot even honor and disgrace and life and death, naturally would not feel any fear.

Instead, he smiled, sat down cross-legged, pointed his right hand as a sword, and stabbed Emperor Yuanwu with one sword.

When he sat down, countless red elixirs surged out of his body.

These red elixirs are derived from the Thunder Heaven Pill. The countless spiritual medicines used to refine the Thunder Heaven Pill were originally a condensation of the amazing energy of heaven and earth. This elixir refined with the power of a dynasty is particularly solemn and powerful, enough to compete with Qi Tian's energy at this time and isolate him from this small world outside.

So when he sat down, he was like smashing a red rock in a pond. Whether he could compete with the small world outside, he would first move without moving.

Red elixir also burst out between his index finger and middle finger of his right hand. However, accompanied by the escaping of red elixir, there was also a hot energy that was extremely fierce.

This is the earth fire he absorbed in his body for ten years after practicing hard outside Yinshan.

This is his life object.

The alchemy energy itself is something that is hardened by fire. At this moment, with his body as the guide, the red alchemy energy and this bunch of earth fire strangely merged together to form a red long sword.

boom!

There is a furnace in the world.

A terrifying wave of heat erupted in front of him, dispelling all the water vapor around the top of Lushan Mountain.

A sword came out and the world was born. In the consciousness of all practitioners, this was a unique mark of Zhao Jianlu. However, at this time, the murderous intent and hot energy of Emperor Han Chen's sword were many times stronger than Zhao Zhan who fought with Ye Celeng at that time.

Emperor Han Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the Dan Fire sword with his two fingers, and stabbed Emperor Yuanwu's chest calmly and happily.

Yan Ying, who was not far from him, did not move, and the black robe on his body swelled slightly, blew out a gust of cold wind.

He was standing there motionlessly, but in the perception of everyone around him, he seemed to have become transparent air, vanishing in the bright light that enveloped the entire Lushan Mountain.

Unlike Emperor Han Chen's body and rock, this most powerful master of the Great Qi Dynasty seemed to have turned himself into a slight erratic wind, hiding himself in the small world of Emperor Yuanwu.

...

Han Chendi's long sword of Dan Fire travels through the air.

There are visible to the naked eye on the tip of the sword and the sides of the sword body, and lines like flowing water continue to pass by. These are the originally invisible talisman lines formed by Emperor Yuanwu's consciousness mobilizing the vitality.

Countless strands of seemingly small but powerful energy were born and destroyed in these talisman lines, turning into a shock wave that was enough to directly shake the practitioners under the four realms, spreading around.

This is probably the strongest sword that Emperor Yuanwu encountered since ascending the throne, and there was an existence like Yan Ying on the side that had not taken action. However, at this moment, Emperor Yuanwu was still carrying his hands on his back and just looked up slightly at the sky.

Boom!

There seemed to be huge thunder in the sky.

The sound is actually very slow in the world of practitioners. However, when the huge sound sounded and fell, Emperor Han Chen's sword had not yet reached Emperor Yuanwu's chest.

The shocking sound waves passed through the bright light wires, forming a strange transparent sword, falling towards Emperor Han Chen's body.

"The Great Road Thunder Note Sword"

Ding Ning closed his eyes and said the name of Emperor Yuanwu's sword in his heart.

Without any hesitation, Emperor Han Chen raised the Dan Fire Sword in his hand and slashed it out.

It’s not that he was slow in his movements, but that Emperor Yuanwu was too fast.

If he did not change, before his Dan Fire Sword stabbed Emperor Yuanwu, his body would be cut into countless pieces by these notes.

The Dan Fire Sword turned into a huge Dan Furnace that really spits flames into the sky.

Transparent Taoist swords rushed into the alchemy furnace and burst out with a loud bang.

The sound is melodious and loud.

The entire Lushan Mountain was shaken.

The various hills outside Lushan were shaking.

There are many unspeakable sounds in the world.

All the leaves on Mount Deer have broken off their branches and fluttered outwards.

All the transparent swords were shattered.

However, in an instant, Han Chendi's body was still as if it was scratched by countless broken glasses. Countless cracks appeared on his leather robe, and blood stains appeared.

Yan Ying quietly looked at Emperor Han Chen and Emperor Yuanwu.

Until this moment, his five fingers of his right hand bounced slightly.

Five black gas ignited on his fingertips like a candle's flame, quickly condensing into five round black beads.

These five black beads are connected by black silk, like a strange bracelet.

The five black beads flew up in rotation and rubbed against the bright light, making strange violent and sharp sounds. However, the black lines connecting the five black beads seemed absolutely still. The violent rotation of the five black beads seemed to have nothing to do with it.

There was a sniffle and then suddenly quiet.

Five black beads disappeared under Yan Ying's fingers, and five violently rotating black light suddenly appeared outside Emperor Yuanwu.

Because the rotation speed exceeds the limit of ordinary people's perception, in the eyes of most people, these five black lights are also absolutely round spheres.

However, some people can sense that the five black lights are five black babies with different postures.

The five babies and children were gushing out unimaginable cold winds. While they were rotating violently, they also circulated around Emperor Yuanwu.

"Grinding stone sword technique!"

Emperor Chu felt the meaning and spoke out in a little bit of unbelievable way.

Huang Zhenwei, not far behind Emperor Yuanwu, opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

He was sure that this was the real grinding stone sword intent.

The Stone Sword Art is one of the original creations of that man and cannot be passed down. At this time, Yan Ying clearly used the Stone Sword Intent, but it was slightly different. He should have only learned such a sword intent from some battle traces left by the man in the past, and even from the body killed by the man.

The ability to comprehend such a sword intent depends on talent.

To comprehend the unique skills of other dynasties for one's own use, what is needed is humility and mind.

Apart from the Lord, who else can defeat this master alone in Daqin?

Huang Zhenwei looked at Yan Ying's figure, and a trace of awe appeared in his eyes.

Emperor Yuanwu frowned slightly, as if he was a little displeased.

His head was raised higher, like looking up at the stars in the sky in the dark.
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