Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"I heard you were looking for me?"

Master Wuchao walked out of the void and said with a cold expression:

"Why?"

The little tiger demon's pupils shrank, he saw the figure that had made him hate and engraved it for 500 years!

The destruction of Minghu Monster Cave, the death of his father, and the suppression of 500 years of hard training...

The past events are still vivid in my mind, monstrous anger arises from my heart, and hatred turns into strong demonic power, bursting out from the depths of my soul!

"Ahhh! Come and die!"

But I saw a purple-gold shadow passing through the sky, and the void was immediately torn into thousands of pieces by the violent energy!

The shadow flashed past, and the powerful pressure of Daluo Jinxian's peak realm swept over the entire audience!

Du Feinan remained silent and retreated with Yinnuo to the sky over the North Sea tens of thousands of miles away.

The chariot above the ghost mansion heard the sound of breaking wind!

Under the long sky where the purple-gold shadow passed by, a sword light split the space and appeared, covering the sky and the sun!

Master Wuchao sneered when he saw this, slowly stretched out a finger towards the huge sword light, and said softly:

"break."

Follow the law!

Wisps of chaotic mist gush out from between the fingers, and the pressure of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Half-Saint Realm blends into it.

Just hearing a cry of contention, the chaotic mist turned into pure sword intent, overwhelming the sky and the earth!

The sword light collided with the sword intention, and the two held each other for a moment, and immediately stirred up waves of invisible ripples!

Ripples spread out in circles, and wherever they went, not a blade of grass grew!

"pat-"

The sword light shattered into pieces. In the end, Master Wuchao was more skilled and destroyed this shocking sword with the crushing power of his realm!

The remaining power of the sword intent was not diminished, and it passed through the sky invisibly, directly hitting the purple-gold shadow flying in the sky!

"Bang!" An extremely dull sound sounded.

But the sword intention seemed to have come into contact with the real thing, quickly integrated into it, and then disappeared.

The little tiger demon appeared in embarrassment and immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood.

But through the gap between the long purple-gold hair, you can see his shining angry eyes!

Under the ruthless crushing of realm cultivation!

In the face of this gap between heaven and earth!

He didn't even feel afraid!

Master Wuchao narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

The sprayed essence and blood condensed but did not disperse, floating in front of the little tiger demon.

He slowly raised his hand, and the power of blood given by Zhu Houzhao in his body was flowing at a very fast speed, like a rushing river.

Hitting his meridians, stinging his heart, torturing his flesh and bones, desire, devouring his soul!

"It's such a waste of this invincible power. I still can't figure out why the Lord would favor you - this incompetent bastard!"

"Really? Bastard...heh.

From Daluo Sanxian all the way to the semi-saint realm, you are indeed very strong, strong enough to say these words.

However, hatred is a very wonderful thing, it will turn into nourishment, and it can give me the power to defeat everything!

Even if you are as strong as a saint, you still cannot escape death today! "

I will let you know how powerful the bastard in your mouth is! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the little tiger demon roared violently, and the floating essence and blood merged into his body.

The surface of his physical body immediately bloomed with brilliant seven-color brilliance!

That is the power that belongs exclusively to the heart of killing!

The brilliance shines in the sky and fills the earth.

After being mixed with hatred and powerful bloodline power, the overflowing brilliance formed an extremely special symbol.

Master Wuchao sneered, unmoved.

He just folded his arms quietly and didn't take any action, but he watched Chi'er brewing strength in front of him.

The little tiger demon slowly raised his head, and his purple and gold eyes had completely changed color.

It was blazing anger, the madness of sacrificing one's life to realize one's long-cherished wish, and the overwhelming hatred was added to it.

There is a circle of colorful divine marks surrounding his body, and within it is a vast scene of the sea of ​​stars.

"Sacrifice my blood to the ghost tiger cave - the soul of millions of dead souls!"

With a heartbreaking roar, the tiger-headed sword in the little tiger demon's hand shattered inch by inch, turning into spiritual light and blending into the seven-colored divine mark.

He slowly took off the skull from his waist, shed a tear and threw it away.

In an instant, the symbols connected with the colorful divine marks lifted up the skull that belonged to the little tiger demon's father.

Lifting into the air, swinging, and finally turning into a universe star field exploding!

The surging energy blooms in the sky.

A shadow suddenly appeared behind the little tiger demon, like a tall and majestic mountain, rising and falling quietly.

He raised his hand, and the shadow also raised his hand, raising it high above his head.

Both of them seemed to be holding an invisible blade in their hands.

An indescribable aura spread and gradually spread to the entire world.

The ghost mansion that turned into a sea of ​​blood and the devastated ruins all turned into nothingness quietly under the influence of this aura.

The space began to crack and collapse, the wandering spiritual energy was absorbed, and the rules of the world trembled!

The little tiger demon let out a long sigh, as if he was spitting out the 500 years of suppressed hatred in his heart.

He dropped his hand heavily, and the shadow behind him made the same move.

As if spanning two periods, the long-cherished wish in my heart finally came to an end.

"cut!"

The sound came from all directions, and a brilliant sword light came out of his hand.

Master Wuchao trembled all over, feeling fear from this blow!

The sword light seemed to be dragging the world, approaching the figure above at a slow but determined speed.

Master Wuchao's breathing became rapid. What he was thinking was: If he doesn't do something, he will die!

After thinking about it, he concentrated and held his breath, the same brilliant seven-color lightening bloomed between his eyebrows, and a more solid chaotic mist emerged from his sleeves.

The yin energy rises and falls in the heart, and the Buddha's breath lingers in the mouth and nose.

Summoning the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, all kinds of sword styles evolved one by one, but the sword intent was all annihilated in the sword light!

He released the abilities he could release and applied them to himself, achieving the strongest protection theoretically possible.

But he was still afraid!

He even felt that this sword was an attack that ignored the difference in realm, and was a power that transcended everything!

Time passed little by little.

In just a few breaths, to the senses of one person and one demon present, it seemed as if tens of thousands of years had passed!

It's like a bottomless abyss, they can't escape, they can only fall deep into it.

In the end, the sword light landed on Master Wuchao accurately.

There was no earth-shattering movement, no violent aura of destruction.

No sharpness, no casualties.

Only a faint vibration was heard, and the sword light turned into a prison, trapping Master Wuchao inside.

The vast starry sky surrounds it, suppressing all the abilities he possesses.

He couldn't escape, so he could only freeze on the spot with a look of horror on his face, looking at the little tiger demon with despair.

The latter held a low-level seal in his hand and took a step forward, intending to unleash the final blow on Master Wuchao.

But for some reason, his body suddenly went limp and he lost his ability to stay in the air.

I saw that miserable shadow falling weakly downwards, straight towards the void...