Master: This Villainous Disciple Is Not the Holy Child

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Void battlefield.

Qi Mengdie finally seized the opportunity of Yihuangshen and cut off the slippery black soul with a sword.

Kakakaka~

The wound on the upper body of Black Soul was frozen.

The pain made him howl miserably.

Qi Mengdie's momentum was like a rainbow, and he stepped forward.

"I...."

The black flames in Black Soul's pupils were beating violently.

Staring at Qi Mengdie who was getting closer.

He failed.

The other party will never give himself any chance.

Black Soul sighed softly.

He turned his head and looked at the corpse fighting with King Zhenbei tens of thousands of miles away.

His voice was hoarse: "Senior brother, I thought that with you, I could control the world."

"What a pity! We lost."

Roar~

The corpse puppet roared furiously, smashed the space with one punch, and knocked back King Zhenbei.

He turned around and rushed towards Black Soul, trying to save her.

King Zhenbei was shaken back more than ten meters, and his right hand holding the spear trembled. His appearance has changed drastically now.

The waterfall of black hair has become sparse and white.

His face was covered with wrinkles and ravines.

The body is shriveled and the essence and blood are burned out.

Eyes cloudy.

Almost to the end of his life.

The black armor was in tatters.

Holding a red tassel gun.

Standing quietly in the void, white hair fluttering back.

His waist was still as straight as the gun in his hand.

He suppressed the Northern King.

Using the injured body of the third level of the great sage, he was able to attack the fifth level of the great sage.

Also undefeated.

Boom~

A violent explosion shook the world.

The whole capital was shaking.

Knowing that he must die, the black soul finally chose to explode his body and soul together.

Fortunately, Qi Mengdie acted quickly enough and used the world of ice and snow to wrap up all the aftermath and move it to another void.

Otherwise, most of Shangjing City may be wiped out.

It is not known how many people will die by then.

After the death of Black Soul.

The mark of the soul controlling the corpse puppet disappears automatically.

The corpse puppet stood quietly a hundred meters behind Qi Mengdie and stopped moving.

She raised her hand, sealed the corpse puppet, Han Bing made an ice coffin, put it in it, and then put it into the storage ring.

This is a big Saint Grade corpse puppet.

Whether it's taken back to the Holy Land, exchanged for treasures, or auctioned, it's an astronomical amount of money.

: "Is King Zhenbei okay?"

Qi Mengdie turned her head and looked at King Zhenbei who was flying over.

King Zhenbei shook his head, opened and closed his chapped lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go to the Holy Son first."

"He just faced the Great Sage in the other side realm..."

Qi Mengdie raised her hand to cut through the void.

Return to Shangjing City.

King Zhenbei followed closely behind.

Due to the death of the black soul, the Zhoutian Bagua Blood Sacrifice Array lost its controller and has automatically stopped operating.

The eight blood pillars and the eight trigrams array disappeared.

There were cheers in the capital city.

:"Won."

: "King Zhenbei and the others won, we went to the capital and were saved."

Some people cried with joy.

Some people knelt down and kowtowed, kissing the earth uncontrollably.

Some people are so happy that they run away....

: "Look at the sky..."

: "It's King Zhenbei and Fairy Mengdie from Taisu Holy Land."

: "Why is King Zhenbei's hair turning white? He feels thousands of years older and his aura is much weaker."

Regarding the discussion below.

Qi Mengdie and King Zhenbei ignored it and flew quickly to the palace of Zhenbei King.

"Huh~"

Zhu Yong's family in the palace breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"The direction they are flying to is the Zhenbei Palace. Are there any enemies?"

They found a large group of people following the two kings of Zhenbei and flying in the direction of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

: "Let's go and have a look too."

Zhu Ziyue suggested.

: "Don't go, I'll go with your second brother."

Zhu Yong shook his head and flew up first, also wanting to see what was happening over there.

Zhu Ziyu quickly followed.

"Hmph, I won't go if I don't go."

Zhu Ziyue pouted her little mouth and hummed.

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Zhenbei Palace...

In an underground corridor.

A strange scene is happening.

"Chu Xiu, don't go too far."

A skeleton runs ahead.

The sunshine boy behind had only one right leg, carrying a three-meter-long sword, and jumped to catch up.

He stepped on a hole in the ground, causing the dust above his head to fall down.

His left leg is also recovering rapidly, and his smile gradually changes.

"Little True Monarch, don't run away."

True Monarch with a Thousand Faces: "You are a pervert..." "Broken Sound" echoed in the corridor.

Outside Zhenbei Wangfu.

More and more monks gathered together.

Qi Mengdie stood in the sky, his spiritual thoughts spreading.

Seeing this scene, I felt so scared that I didn't fall from the sky.

King Zhenbei looked strange.

: "Master Yunxia Peak, the Holy Son..."

Qi Mengdie rubbed her eyebrows with her hands, her face full of helplessness.

But he was relieved in his heart.

He still did what he said.

At the same time, I was curious about how he did it.

With a mere cultivation level in the other shore realm, a great saint was forced into such a miserable situation.

: "What exactly did you post?"

The monks gathered around Zhenbei Palace and whispered to each other.

Bang~

There was a loud bang.

Attracted the attention of everyone present.

As he watched, a skeleton crashed through the tall wall of Zhenbei Palace in a parabola.

Dropped on the Great Dao in front of the gate.

It also rolled around a few times on the ground.

Everyone looked around quickly.

The expressions all changed.

Someone exclaimed: "This is... the True Monarch with a Thousand Faces, I recognize the pendant hanging on his chest."

Boom~

The crowd was in an uproar.

: "The True Monarch with a Thousand Faces encountered an unparalleled enemy? He was in such a sorry state."

Right now.

A Daoist shadow stepped on the golden Dao pattern and teleported to the crown of the ancient tree in front of the door.

He was bare-chested, with fair skin and well-defined muscles. He carried a giant sword on his shoulder. His golden blood was soaring into the sky, as hot as a sun star, and his black hair was like a waterfall.

His eyes flashed with blood as he scanned the people below.

Finally, I set my sights on True Monarch with a Thousand Faces.

: "Holy Son Taisu..."

:"Your Highness Chu Xiu..."

: "Could it be His Highness Chu Xiu who made the Thousand Faces True Monarch look like this?"

: "This... won't be so exaggerated, right?"

Recognize people.

Everyone was horrified.

next moment.

Chu Xiu held the Tyrant Sword Canglong in his right hand and jumped down from the tree crown with a smile on his lips.

The Overlord Sword is raised high, the power is briefly accumulated, the Qi, blood, and true energy are compressed, and the Heavenly Sword Intent is fused, and the first form of "Everything comes to an end" _______ all things are annihilated.

Boom~

"ah......"

The Thousand Faces True Monarch screamed.

His head was chopped off with a sword.

The soul escaped from the altar.

Qi Mengdie's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she was about to go up and kill it completely.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and a trace of Monster Emperor power spread out from the soul of the Thousand-faced True Monarch, sweeping everything, suppressing the sky, and the stars were spinning... all kinds of strange phenomena emerged...

Thump thump~

"The breath of the ancient Great Emperor!!"

The monks' faces were full of horror. They couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down one by one, shivering. Even the little saint couldn't bear it and had to kneel down.

Chu Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body sank. The floor beneath his feet was cracked, and he felt as if there were several more mountains on his shoulders, which were extremely heavy.

Diwei actually targeted him and wanted to force him to kneel down.

He raised his head, tilted his chin, and sneered: "Don't say that you are just a weapon spirit with a trace of Monster Emperor's aura, so what if the Monster Emperor comes in person? I, Chu Xiu, don't want to kneel, and no one in this world can force me to kneel! !!”

ps: Please collect "Fourth Update", that's it for today. I'll go to bed early tonight, I'm a little sleepy.

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