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First Issue Chapter 364: The Zhenwu Universe Absolutely Ends the World (3)

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    The eighth strike of Zi Lei was the first strike of Zhenwu Extreme. The fierce battle between Yang Xuangan and Yang Zhao was unprecedentedly fierce, so much so that they even fought to the point where their souls left their bodies.  But the soul and the physical body are mutually exclusive.  "Exotic Demon Yang Yong" not only stared at the two of them with eagerness, but also brought up the Taiyuan Sword, hoping to break through its protective energy wall and kill them all.  If the physical body is seriously injured, the soul will also be disillusioned.  A fatal threat is imminent, and both the young prince and the overlord are affected by it.  What was supposed to be an endless decisive battle was immediately interrupted, and the soul naturally re-entered the physical body.  When humans and gods merge into one, the protective energy wall is lifted.  The two of them dragged their already exhausted bodies at the same time and struggled to get up.  Suddenly returning from the spiritual state back to the normal physical body, neither of them could adapt to this sudden change for a while.  Even though the fighting spirit in his heart has not diminished, he cannot take action again immediately.  At this moment, an exclamation of "Ah~" suddenly sounded in my ears.  Immediately afterwards, the two of them felt that the place where their palms were pressed was wet. When they raised their palms and looked closely, they were filled with bright red blood!  Yang Zhao suddenly shuddered in his heart, raised his head and looked intently, and suddenly saw Yang Yong lying on his back on the top of the stone tower, with the bones of Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng pressed under him.  Half of the sharp crystal went in and out, stabbing his chest to the core. It was the "Blood Sky" sky crystal.  This sky crystal is the most capable of devouring human essence and blood.  In just this moment, 56% of the blood from Yang Yong's body had been drained.  Blood flows continuously along the pit patterns of the stone tower, first into the Jiuding, and then drips into the stone caves of the tower body.  Each stone cave represents the foundation of the first emperor.  There are tens of thousands of stone caves. If they are all filled with essence and blood, it means that they can be emperor for thousands of generations.  However, there is always a limit to the amount of essence and blood in the human body. How is it possible to fill it all up?  One, two, three When the number of stone caves filled with blood reached the number "twenty-six", Yang Yong had been drained dry and could no longer survive.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT????  Even though Yang's blood had flowed into the Dragon's Cave, laying the foundation for being emperor for twenty-six generations, the reincarnation of the overlord did not take it to heart at all.  He only panted and sneered: "Haha, you want to take advantage of others' danger and reap the benefits? You don't even think about how much weight you have. It's your own fault. It's your own fault. Die well, die well!"  However, for those who have "desire", what is seen before their eyes is different from a bolt from the blue?  Under the stone tower, Chaoyang Heavenly Master was stunned, and his heart was filled with shock.  In an instant, all the vitality in this body seemed to have been completely drained by the bad news.  The energy in his eyes was gone, and the wolf-tooth demonic stick "clanged~" fell from his hand. He fell to his knees slumped, and unconsciously murmured: "Impossible, impossible, impossible" The voice became smaller and smaller, and his head  It also hangs lower and lower.  Finally he lay motionless on the ground, completely silent.  Chaoyang Tianshi has placed all his lifelong ideals and hopes on Yang Yong.  Unexpectedly, Yang Yong died in the imperial mausoleum before the big thing was accomplished, which meant that the hope of the Chaoyang Heavenly Master was completely shattered.  How could he bear such a heavy blow, even if he was the descendant of the Heavenly Demon?  As the saying goes: "To mourn is greater than to die."  The old enemy has become like this, and Mahayana no longer cares about himself.  He put away his Zen Shock Staff and jumped up to the stone tower.  A strange light bloomed within the blind eyes.  In the spiritual induction, the Master of the Bliss Sect clearly sensed that his disciple had already arrived half a step ahead of Yang Yong.  He wanted to send Yang Yong off on his last journey in life as a descendant of his own Yang family.  "Blood Sky" sky crystal penetrated the body, and all the blood in the body of the deposed prince of the Sui Dynasty was drained, and there was no longer any life left.  Even if Nuwa empress comes, she can't save him.  However, while Tianjing drained the blood from his body, it also injected a small part of the "Blood Sky" spiritual power into Yang Yong's body, allowing him to survive for a while longer.  However, even though death was right in front of him, there was no fear or resentment between Yang Yong's brows, but instead showed unprecedented relief.  However, when the figure of his nephew appeared in his sight, the light in his pupils, which had been dim like a candle in the wind and could be extinguished at any time, immediately lit up again.  "Ding-dang~" sounded, and the Taiyuan knife fell from his hand, falling all the way down the slope of the stone tower.  I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but just because of the earthquake, a crack that was four to five feet wide opened on the ground.  The hot lava flows slowly under the cracks, faintly glowing with a dark red light.  The Taiyuan Sword rushed straight down from the stone tower that was dozens of feet high, and happened to rush into the crack.  In an instant, this peerless magic weapon that had assisted Qin Shihuang in conquering the six kingdoms in the east and west, and had been strengthened and transformed by Yang Yong with demonic energy and heart essence and blood, fell to the lava in the center of the earth, and then slowly sank, never to be seen again.  Missing.  Maybe one day in the future, it will have another chance to see the light of day again.  But if there are no special accidents, the Taiyuan Sword will not be able to cause trouble and massacre the world again for at least a hundred years.  At this moment, everyone present??No one paid attention to the whereabouts of the Taiyuan Sword.  Yang Yong himself didn't care at all about the stay and go of these external things.  He reluctantly raised his hand, grabbed Yang Zhao's forearm, and said with a labored smile: "Zhao'er, the Hidden Dragon's Cave has been filled with my essence and blood. The Sui Dynasty for thousands of generations  It will be us the descendants of the Yang family who will securely take the throne. All of this is my contribution. When you become the emperor, don't don't forget that this uncle is  "Okay." "Yes. My uncle's sacrifice has laid the foundation for the Yang family to survive for thousands of years. He is a great contributor to the Yang family." There is no trace of evil in Yang Yong's eyebrows.  , the young prince has naturally noticed it a long time ago.  He didn't struggle, and let Yang Yong hold his arm tightly, comforting him softly, but his heart became even more depressed.  To be fair, he didn't have deep feelings for this uncle.  But as the saying goes, a house is loved and a bird is loved. Although Yang Zhao's soul was not born in this world, his body was a genuine descendant of the Yang family of the Sui Dynasty.  What's more, after so many ups and downs, deep down in his heart, he has already recognized the status of Yang Jian, Empress Dugu, Yang Guang, Xiao and others.  The two brothers Yang Yong and Yang Guang originally had a deep love for each other.  However, they finally turned against each other, and the troubles have continued until today.  Although most of the reasons should be attributed to Yang Su, in any case, in the end, it was Yang Guang who took all the benefits.  As a person with vested interests, Yang Zhao could not help but feel a little guilty towards the uncle in front of him.  Therefore, after entering the imperial mausoleum, even though he knew that Yang Yong was possessed by a strange demon and wanted to kill him, the young prince still tolerated him in every possible way.  Even when Yang Xuangan was about to kill Yang Yong, the young prince stepped forward to defend him.  That's because of the mentality of "paying for the father's fault".  "It's a pity that even so, Yang Yong still couldn't escape the disaster in the end and died in the imperial mausoleum.  In the heart of the young prince, it was inevitable that he would feel pity for it.  He sighed softly and comforted in a low voice: "There is no need to talk about the rights and wrongs of the past now. This great Sui Dynasty should have been inherited by your uncle. After returning to Daxing, my nephew will definitely  I will report everything to the emperor's grandfather and give you justice. In the future, after my father ascends the throne, my nephew will persuade my father to move your uncle's spiritual throne to the Ancestral Temple and give me the title of emperor.  The descendants of the Yang family will know that the reason why they were able to ascend the throne and become the emperor is all due to you, uncle. " Yang Yong's eyes glowed even brighter.  He struggled to grab the young prince's arm and said, "Zhao'er, what you said are you serious?" Yang Zhao nodded heavily and said, "My nephew will never deceive my uncle. The Emperor and the Queen are earthbound.  " "Okay, okay, okay my second brother is really lucky to have a son like you. It's a pity my my" Yan You  At this point, Yang Yong's strength was exhausted and it was difficult to continue.  The feeling in my heart is a mixture of regret and hatred.  He had many concubines and many children.  Not to mention daughters, there are several sons including Yang Yan, Yang Yu, Yang Jun, Yang Ni, Yang Ke, etc.  But that day, in order to escape smoothly, Yang Yong was ruthless and burned the cold palace where he was imprisoned.  All his children have been buried in the sea of ????fire because of this, and no one has been spared.  Yang Zhao's nephew has such a kind character. When he ascends the throne and becomes emperor in the future, he will probably treat the clan well, at least he will never embarrass his cousins.  If that fire had not been set that day, how could his lineage have been extinct?  Even if he could enter the Ancestral Temple and be worshiped by his descendants, he would eventually lack the incense of his direct descendants. How could he teach Yang Yong not to hate him so much?  He shook his head with all his strength, as if he wanted to say something more.  But when the words reach my throat, I still can't breathe the last breath.  "Giggle~" After a few sounds, he relaxed every muscle in his body and lay down softly.  Although the eyelids are not closed, there will never be any brilliance in those pupils.  "Humph, what about eternal life? What about the emperor's foundation? What about being worthy of being worthy of the Ancestral Temple? It's all ridiculous and a joke within a joke." The words between Yang Yong and the young prince were all clearly heard by the reincarnated overlord.  Yang Xuangan felt unhappy, raised his sword and sneered: "If you want to be emperor for Qianqiu, you have to rely on your own strength. Superstitious feng shui is simply stupid. Yang Zhao, do you really think that pouring blood into these broken stone pits can guarantee your success?"  Will the family name never change?" The young prince sighed and stretched out his hand to cover Yang Yong's eyes.  He said in a deep voice: "Whether you believe it or not, my uncle has always given his all for this. Why should I attack him for this? A person has worked hard for one thing all his life, and if he still has nothing in the end  If you get it, thenit's really pitiful." "Humph! Mother-in-law, you are so kind. People like you are not qualified to achieve great things, let alone be emperor." Yang Xuangan waved his sword and shouted:  "Come down. We just had a battle and we haven't decided yet.Real victory or defeat.  Between you and me, only one person can walk out of this mausoleum alive today.  " His feelings for Yang Yong were only indirect after all. Even if there would be dejection and sadness, it would never make the young prince indulge in it for a long time. In just this moment, he had picked up his mood and cheered up again. Yang Xuangan was already scarred  , he is not much better. Both of them are at the end of their lives. Chaoyang Tianshi was hit by Yang Yong's death and is now in a state of decline. Although the Mahaleaf has been damaged, it still maintains about 90%.  His fighting power is the one with the best preserved condition and the strongest strength. If he takes action, he will definitely not have any difficulty in causing the reincarnated overlord to suffer defeat. However Maha Ye is just a spectator.  There was no move to take action, and Yang Zhao himself had no intention of asking his master for help. At this point in the battle, the young prince and the overlord had already developed a certain degree of understanding.  He is also unwilling to let anyone intervene, just because Let¡¯s not talk about the seven emperors in the world, Li Yuan and Li Shimin and his son have already died; the White Tiger King has no intention of being an emperor in the Central Plains, and is only focusing on opening up the frontier;  Although Yang Guang combined with Tiger Soul to form a super-god fighting body, he could only reach the level of Zi Lei's Seventh Strike. In any case, he was no match for Zi Lei's Eighth Strike. The only one left who could compete with Ba Xing was.  The Zhenwu Emperor is about to decide who will win in this final battle. However, the road to becoming an emperor is always only allowed for one person to walk alone. Yang Zhao took a deep breath and stood up to face Yang Xuangan.  He said: "Yang Xuangan, if you want to fight, then fight.  But Zi Lei's eight attacks have been exhausted, the chips have been used up, and the strength has bottomed out. Why do you continue to fight?  " Yang Xuangan's condition at this time is indeed not as good as it was at the beginning of the war, but his momentum and fighting spirit have definitely only increased. Not only can Zi Lei's seventh and eighth attacks be fired again, but they are also more lethal.  However, in a duel between masters, if a move fails after being used, it will have no effect, and it will easily reveal flaws and be exploited by the enemy. Yang Xuangan cannot be ignorant of this simple truth, but he did not show any fear at all and said with a sneer.  : ¡°The recruits are just dead, but the people are alive.  Even the same move can be varied in my hands, creating endless possibilities.  What's more, the Purple Thunder Sword Technique is formed after thousands of times of hard work, how can it be compared to a little thief like you who hastily created a move on the spot?  " "In Buddhism, there is always a distinction between sudden enlightenment and gradual enlightenment.  Everything in the world, when it reaches the highest level, will reach the same destination through different paths.  Martial arts is no exception.  Therefore, even if you have worked hard for eight hundred years to create new tricks, you may not be able to match the 'real martial arts' I achieved once I became enlightened.  Yang Zhao paused, and then said calmly: "Besides, there is no need to continue this battle."  Because you have lost.  " As soon as the words came out, a strange change occurred. A shadowless and invisible force suddenly blasted out with the sound. Even the ins and outs were completely unclear. The reincarnated overlord had already taken the heavy blow. Immediately afterwards, thunder and lightning followed one after another, just like the strong wind.  They attacked from all directions like a sudden rain. Even with the power of the Overlord, there was no way to predict the opponent's offensive. They could only use "Sky Spin Thunder" to protect themselves and defend themselves with the sword wheel Lei Gang.  , it can be said that it is airtight and difficult to penetrate with water. It is both offensive and defensive, and it is always unfavorable. But at this moment, Zi Lei's second attack seemed to be like a sieve, with holes everywhere, and Yang Xuangan was connected all over.  After a heavy blow, countless blood marks appeared out of thin air, like a thousand cuts of Ling Chi's torture. In an instant, the reincarnated overlord was covered with wounds, and he was suffering from intense pain.  Yang Xuangan felt like he was falling into the void. He was helpless and unable to do anything. Even if he continued to be beaten passively, even if he had an indestructible body, he would end up with nothing but hatred.  There is no clue as to what kind of martial arts the prince performed, what techniques he used, and its origins. The enemy's background is unknown. Even if he wants to counterattack, it is just a waste of effort and he will be defeated.  Faster. In his past and present lives, the Overlord of Western Chu has experienced more than a thousand bloody battles. He has also endured countless storms and waves. Even though he was in adversity for a while, Yang Xuangan was still able to remain calm with his newly created Purple Thunder Ninth Strike.  As the final bargaining chip, Overlord is confident that no matter how disadvantageous the situation is, "Thunder God Slayer Eternal Emperor" will definitely allow him to firmly grasp the final victory. But in doing so, he will only rely on his profound and domineering cultivation.  It was hard to win without any skill. Yang Xuangan was not surprised by this. Even though the power of Purple Thunder's ninth strike was extremely powerful, it was limited to three strikes.  No matter how strong Yang Xuangan is, he can only hit him three times at most in his life.?The ninth strike of thunder.  After three strikes, the life energy is completely depleted. Not only will this move never be used again, but the power of the eight purple thunder strikes in the past will be reduced by more than 30%.  Yang Xuangan had already used the ninth strike before in order to break the shackles of the Ten Palaces of Hell.  In other words, there are only two limits left.  Although the road to becoming an emperor can only be walked by one person, in addition to the young prince, the enemies present now include Mahaye and Chaoyang Tianshi. Yang Xuangan must leave the last capital at all costs to prevent these two from reaping the benefits.  .  Moreover, the nature of the reincarnated overlord is not only arrogant and competitive, but also crazy about martial arts.  He would never believe that the young prince's "real martial arts" could actually be stronger than his own refined Purple Thunder Eight Strikes.  Therefore, I vow to win with skill and win crisply.
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