boom!

Buzz!......

"Oh!"

When the energy that swept across the imperial city swept past, Emperor Shengde and others flew backwards and landed a hundred meters away.

At this time, they were more than three thousand meters away from the center of the collision.

Emperor Shengde was shocked and thought to himself: What kind of battle is this that makes such a terrible impact?

"Master, I see that we cannot interfere in this battle. This barrier has taken away our strength. Our ability is less than half of our full strength. How can we fight against that monster?" King Bei said in a speech.

"Yes, my master, I am not strong enough. Even if I rush in, I can only die...." King Dong also echoed.

"Oh, it seems we can only watch outside. Why is this happening? It's all my fault!"

Emperor Shengde blamed himself and regretted that he should not leave Fakong in the capital.

But at this time, what's the use of blaming himself? He could only pray that the barrier would be crushed by the Qing Emperor earlier, otherwise he would not know how many people in the capital would die.

At the same time, an even more terrifying explosion broke out in the center of the imperial city. The violent explosion seemed to be above the capital.

At this moment, the earth was shattered and ravines were cut into pieces, just like a knife and an axe chopping. The blood clouds in the sky were blown to pieces, forming a flowing cloud.

Boom! It's stuck!...

At this moment, a huge blood-colored lightning came radiating in the air. When it passed by everyone's heads, everyone's scalp became numb, and even some people's hair stood up.

Emperor Shengde was shocked. Although he was now at the top of the Ming Dynasty with his strength, he still felt like his hair was standing upside down in the face of such a war.

The same is true for others. Except for experts like Beiwang and Dongwang, the others were already overwhelmed by the whistling waves of air and could only lie on the ground.

At this moment, let alone fighting, it would be difficult for them to move forward one more step.

"The Qing Emperor is worthy of being the number one master in the Ming Dynasty. We are simply beyond our reach for such power,..."

"It's so terrible. The remaining power of the fight is suppressing us. If we were at the center of the battle, we would have been shattered long ago."

"The center of the battle? I don't think we can walk to the edge of the imperial city, even if we have not practiced our martial arts for so many years."

"No hope, no hope at all,..."

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All the court officials shook their heads, as if they had given up, because in the face of such a terrifying collision, they were as powerless as newborn babies. They could only lie on the ground, or half kneel on the ground, looking up at the war.

Boom!

At the same time, at this moment, an explosion broke out again in the center of the imperial city. The incandescent light blocked everything, and then a huge cloud of mushrooms rose.

The mushroom clouds soared into the sky, and the smoke and dust rushed to the sky.

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen stood in mid-air, like a small boat in the vast ocean swaying in the wind, but for some reason, no matter how fierce the explosion was, it could not overturn the small boat.

roar!......

But at the same time, Fa Kong was also roaring. Obviously, Ye Xiuwen's attack failed to take Fa Kong's life.

Fakong was still in the Netherworld Hall. At this time, the Netherworld Hall had been shattered in the previous fight, and the entire room was densely packed with cracks.

Ye Xiuwen thought to himself that as long as there are a few more swords, the turtle shell will definitely be broken.

However, what Ye Xiuwen did not expect was that a black blood energy soared into the sky. In just a moment, the cracked Netherworld Hall returned to its original state again.

"This is?"

Ye Xiuwen frowned, because if he continued to fight like this, it would probably be endless. With one sword, a crack appeared in Fakong's turtle shell. Then the blood and energy soared into the sky and returned to its original state again. So when will this battle be dragged down?

Ye Xiuwen looked up at the sky, and the blood and energy gathered in the barrier became increasingly rich.

At this moment, under this bloody sky, people are dead all the time, and there are more and more ghosts floating in the sky.

"It seems that the power of Dharma emptiness must be related to this barrier."

Thinking of this, Ye Xiuwen sneered slightly. He wanted to break this barrier and had any mantras left to recite when he was empty.

However, at this moment, Fakong laughed and said, "Ye Xiuwen? You can't kill me. I have planted the blood world in this capital. The entire capital will die. I will use the essence and blood here to rebirth in Nirvana and break through the Yuanzun realm. At that time, both the Central Plains and the Eight Desolations will have a place for my Fakong, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Fakong laughed and suddenly broke a big hole at the walls on both sides of the Netherworld Palace. Two bloody claws covered with corpse hair stretched out and danced in the air, like giant pythons.

Ye Xiuwen saw it and finally understood what was going on. It turned out that this barrier and Dharma Kong had merged into one. It seemed that the barrier absorbed everyone's qi and blood, but in fact, these qi and blood were injected into Dharma Kong's body.

But Ye Xiuwen really didn't know whether Fakong had a body at this time, because Fakong had been hiding in the underworld palace.

"I'll cut off your hands first and see how arrogant you are."

Ye Xiuwen shouted coldly, and his blood and sword energy condensed into a sword, and headed straight for the big hand flying in the air.

Fakong's big hand was like spiritual beings, with his claws spreading to cover the sky and the sun.

"cut!"

Ye Xiuwen shouted, and the sword energy in his left hand slashed out like a shocking ray of terror.

The sword energy slashed cleanly on the bloody big hand. With a puff, the palm opened and a large amount of blood surged out.

But at this time, the sword energy still had no intention of stopping, and cut the blood-colored big hand from the middle of the palm and extending to the position of the forearm.

At this moment, all of Fakong's left hand was split, and Fakong made a painful sound. The broken palm danced in the air like a python split in the middle.

A large amount of blood spurted out, falling on the ground and making a hissing and corrosive sound.

Ye Xiuwen looked at him disdainfully and closed his hands in front of his chest. The sword energy and blood energy were injected again. Then he pulled his hands apart, and another sword energy was formed in Ye Xiuwen's hands.

Ye Xiuwen held the sword in his left hand, and his index finger and middle finger of his right hand slid from the hilt to the point of the sword, and a blood light shone out on the sword body.

The blood sword turned with both hands, and the bloody sword energy rotated at high speed between Ye Xiuwen's hands...

"Chop me!"

Ye Xiuwen shouted, pulled his fingertips, pointing at the Netherworld Palace. This formed sword energy went straight to the underground palace!......
Chapter completed!