The Lord of Ashes

On the capital of the Great Qin Empire.

The First Emperor, dressed in black, stood on the highest peak of the entire imperial capital.

The Qin people valued black. The entire Great Qin Empire, from His Majesty the First Emperor to ordinary soldiers, the Xuanyong guards, all wore black clothes and black armor.

So much so that after being surrounded by the purple magic tide, the overall impression given was an endless purple center dotted with a touch of black that seemed to never disappear!

The Qin Court plane was about to end.

Under the premise that he was completely surrounded by the magic tide army and that other immortal realm saints and Dao courts rarely provided assistance, His Majesty the First Emperor, who would rather die than retreat and defend his own foundation, his people, and his land, felt that his last battle was about to come.

It has only been more than five hundred years since the First Emperor was promoted to the realm of saints.

In more than five hundred years, the Dominant Almighty Soul was almost exhausted, which shows how much offensive pressure His Majesty the First Emperor has endured over the years.

When the demon army once again launched a desperate charge against the capital of the Qin Empire, the First Emperor climbed the tower of his own imperial capital.

Waiting to die in the palace, or being piled to death by countless demon creatures in front of him, is not the temperament of the First Emperor, nor is it the national style of the Qin Empire.

Even if the body dies and the country is destroyed, it must stand and fall on the way to the charge.

The Qin people not only value black, but also value martial arts!

The national prestige will last forever.

"I just want to let the world see the national prestige of my Qin Empire!" As the First Emperor stepped on the invisible air stairs and walked to the higher point.

The living creatures of the Qin Empire seemed to have a strong flame in their hearts.

In the Qinting plane, the First Emperor is the only belief of billions of creatures and the spiritual pillar on which they rely to persist in fighting.

This is also the core of the Qin Empire's First Emperor, who created a system of dynasty hegemony.

In the fairyland, this kind of existence that created a brand-new system is enough to be regarded as the same height as the founders of the three religions.

Although His Majesty the First Emperor is not old, experienced, and in a certain realm of life, he can indeed reach the same height as Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, and others with his great achievements.

Not to mention, with the fierce battles in the Great Qin Empire, and the news that His Majesty the First Emperor and his Xuanyong Heavy Guards swore to fight to the death, spread throughout the entire fairyland.

The personal prestige of the First Emperor will also reach an unparalleled level!

However, that is all for later.

Besides, what is the use of those reputations after a person dies.

The only thing that the First Emperor wants now is to die with his soldiers and his people. Fall on this piece of his own land, and launch the last wave of charge towards the Demon Tide Civilization!

"The country will fall!"

"The Qin people swear to fight to the death!"

"Follow me to go to war!" As the First Emperor raised the sword at his waist.

The power of the saint and the sharp white sword energy formed by the world-class secret treasure caused a faint dragon roar in the imperial capital and even the entire Qinting plane.

"Today is the day to make achievements!" Hearing the voice of His Majesty the First Emperor, the millions of creatures in the Qinting plane could not help but shout at the same time.

This was a majestic spirit that swallowed up the mountains and rivers, and the strong smell of blood seemed to come through the wind.

The countless magic tide legions surrounding the imperial capital seemed to feel that these Qinting plane creatures were going to make a last stand!

And many magic tide masters with keen observation and perception actually found that the Great Qin Empire actually took the initiative to open its city gate!

A black mass of Xuanyong heavy guards slowly walked from the depths of the city gate.

In fact, compared with the number of magic tide creatures, the total number of these Xuanyong heavy guards, who were the last elite of the Great Qin Empire, may not even be one percent.

But many magic tide creatures, including those who can be said to have experienced hundreds of battles and have fought in many star fields and planes, can't help but have an illusion that these black fairyland guards in front of them seem to be indestructible.

The pitch-black dragon energy lingered in the capital of the Great Qin Empire.

The location of His Majesty the First Emperor at this time happened to be the position of the dragon head of this black dragon!

In fact, according to the dominant creatures, the rules and essence of the star realm are the same.

The power mode shown by the Qinting plane at present is really similar to the imperial fortune of the Tianming Empire in appearance.

Of course, there are still many subtle and even fundamental differences in the core.

However, this also reflects the prosperity and brilliance of the star realm civilization and the diversity of power development models.

After roaring to the sky, the pitch-black dragon rushed straight towards the demon tide army in front of it.

The First Emperor took the lead, and when he rushed towards the demon tide army, the opponent he stared at was the Demon Emperor Luanrong who had the highest life level in the Qinting plane.

As the First Emperor took action himself, the Xuanyong heavy guards in the middle and lower planes also began to advance together!

This is really a strange army.

At least the demon tide civilization that fought against them thought so.

No matter how much damage the demon tide caused to these Xuanyong heavy guards, the military formation of these Xuanyong guards never relaxed, let alone collapsed.

They were like a piece of extremely hard cubic metal. The demon tide civilization could only grind away the outermost soldiers of these Xuanyong heavy guards like sharpening a saw.

But it could never penetrate and severely damage their origin core!

The pitch-black flags were still flying in the Qinting plane that was already full of war.

Although these flags began to fall one after another with the active attack of the Great Qin Empire.

But there was always a black flag flying in the sky.

That was where His Majesty the First Emperor was!

This seventh-level saint directly changed his imperial robes into the flag of the Great Qin Empire.

Or, he was fighting with the imperial flag on his back!

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When the final battle in the imperial capital began, the garrisoned generals in the few flesh and blood walls that had not yet fallen in the Qinting plane also launched the final battle against the Demon Tide Civilization with their Majesty the First Emperor!

The battle in the imperial capital and the battle in the flesh and blood walls were almost carried out at the same time.

The entire Qinting plane was filled with roars and the sky and earth changed color!

Countless black flags fell in the battle.

But around them, there were more corpses of Demon Tide creatures!

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When the vicissitudes and profound dragon roars sounded in the center of the battlefield in the Qinting plane.

His Majesty the First Emperor looked up and saw countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood piled up around him.

Of the pitch-black banners, only the last one remained on his body.

The black dragon, which had become almost nonexistent, also marked the last trace of life in the Great Qin Empire, which was almost killed in the battle.

The remaining soul of the master made it difficult for the severely injured First Emperor to stand up alone.

It was only with the Emperor's Sword in his hand that he could barely look directly at the Demon Emperor Luanrong in front of him.