Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The moment when the little tiger demon lost its strength and fell.

On the other side of the clouds, Zhu Houzhao moved!

Over the Beihai, Du Feinan also moved!

Both of them erupted with power enough to shake the rules of heaven and earth!

Moving out of the space, Zhu Houzhao and Du Feinan appeared beside the little tiger demon at the same time.

"Old fox, can you finally bear it no longer?"

"Hmph, he's mine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Houzhao and Du Feinan took action at the same time, both with the goal of stopping the falling little tiger demon.

Shockingly, space was like tofu dregs in their hands, breaking into pieces at the touch of a touch!

"Bang!" The two fists collided without any fancy.

Du Feinan's soul disintegrated into black smoke, and Zhu Houzhao took a step back.

See you soon!

Zhu Houzhao also took advantage of this gap, fished it out with his backhand, and controlled the little tiger demon in his hands.

"Tsk, this body can't withstand my power after all."

As the black smoke swirled around, a vast sound came from within.

Zhu Houzhao smiled cheerfully:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, instead of possessing the souls of the creatures in the lower world and playing such tricks, why not come directly in your true form and have a good fight with me!"

The weak little tiger demon opened his eyes, revealing a hint of bitterness:

"really……"

The black smoke gathered and dispersed into an old man's face, and the flowing air formed criss-crossing wrinkles.

He sighed and ignored Zhu Houzhao. Instead, he faced the little tiger demon and whispered:

"What a good seedling, you have already seen the trick, why not just destroy this body?"

"He's my brother and I would never do anything to a brother."

The little tiger demon replied lightly. When Zhu Houzhao heard this, his heart felt an inexplicable sting.

He suddenly thought of Sun Wukong.

"Brother? Jie Jie Jie -" the old man let out a strange smile that made people laugh, "What an interesting term."

Zhu Houzhao suddenly said:

"You have no heart, no feelings, and are full of desire. Naturally, you will never understand the meaning of these two words."

"Then how can you be better? Could it be that you have completely forgotten all the unjust things you did to Sun Houhou now?"

"Oh, you should understand that you and I are originally on the same side."

"It makes sense! It makes sense! Interesting, interesting!"

Black smoke floated, and the old man's laughter echoed wildly in the sky.

But when a circle of ancient runes appeared on Zhu Houzhao's body, the laughter suddenly stopped.

"This is..." The old man's face in the black smoke gradually became horrified, "The brand of the Holy Path!"

Zhu Houzhao teased the simple runes around him and said calmly:

"Why, does this seem weird?"

The old man remained silent, and the darkness twisted and writhed.

After a while, the black smoke suddenly dissipated and turned into swirling black smoke, flowing slowly.

Between heaven and earth, the old voice echoed:

"For the final battle, I'll be waiting for you in Daluotian."

As soon as the words fell, the black smoke solidified, and Du Feinan's figure was revealed, looking around with a blank look on his face.

"The final battle..." Zhu Houzhao curled his lips, "Humph, you dare to say such things after seeing the brand of the holy way. You really have a back-up plan."

"This is...no, who are you? Let him go!"

Du Feinan, who woke up, finally noticed the Supreme Being in front of him.

"Du Feinan, don't talk." The little tiger demon called in a low voice.

The corners of Zhu Houzhao's mouth curled up slightly, letting out a hint of breath.

Just a trace of breath, but it fixed Du Feinan, the space where he was, and even the time in place!

The little tiger demon's eyes were wandering, but he still managed to keep his spirits up and said:

"Let him go, your target should be me."

Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly and said with interest:

"You know what I want to do?"

"Oh, isn't it just for the power in my body? The damn blood power you planted in me 500 years ago!"

"You are very smart, but unfortunately, I value Wuchao more, and only one of you two can survive."

"Let him go, I won't resist."

After the little tiger demon said this, he immediately took out his natal soul breath and put it into Zhu Houzhao's hands.

Zhu Houzhao stared at the little tiger demon for a long time, and finally sighed and sent Du Feinan back to Beihai with one palm.

Then, he whispered:

"But what else are you wishing for? Or...last words?"

The little tiger demon shook his head, showed a wry smile and said:

"No, but I want to ask you a few questions."

Zhu Houzhao nodded:

"Say it."

"500 years ago, was it you who took away the treasure inherited from my Minghu clan?"

"Yes."

"Are you the one who saved me several times in Bibo Pond and then gave me strength to help me break through Da Luo?"

"Yes."

"why?"

When asked, Zhu Houzhao fell silent, showing a rare complex expression.

The little tiger demon ignored it and asked again:

"Is it because you feel guilty?"

"No."

"Is it because you feel sorry for me?"

"No."

"why?"

The little tiger demon didn't realize it. After asking this question, Zhu Houzhao's face became extremely embarrassed.

"Because you look like a guy, a guy who has been with me through life and death."

"I understand."

The little tiger demon twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an expression uglier than crying:

"If you can, please tell the leader of the Stone Clan on my behalf - I'm sorry."

"I try my best."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Houzhao put his hand on the little tiger demon's forehead, urging the original power of heaven to be poured into it.

Under the influence of this power, the little tiger demon's body gradually became illusory.

A drop of blood and tears suddenly fell from his eyes, falling into the vast nothingness. He murmured:

"What a pity, I failed in the end."

Zhu Houzhao did not answer, but increased his power output.

"My father should blame me for failing to live up to his expectations."

The body of the little tiger demon has become as pale as a shadow.

"Grandpa Patriarch, Shi Jiu, Liu Huihui, Du Feinan, it's okay, it's okay that you are alive, it's okay... you are with me."

Zhu Houzhao suddenly frowned and used too much force with his hands unconsciously, directly breaking down the little tiger demon into pure energy.

It was a solid mass of gas that combined the power of chaos, the heart of killing, and the demonic energy of the underworld tiger.

And the liberation that transformed from overwhelming hatred.

Zhu Houzhao held this ball of gas in his hands, but his mind, which was already transcending the three realms, could not help but tremble dimly.

"It's a pity, a pity."

He stirred up the path of the gas, finally sighed softly, and pressed it into the center of his eyebrows.

The flawless Taoist heart, the body that can defeat all Taoism, now has an unforgettable soul.

Everything has reached perfection

Zhu Houzhao looked at the sky above the sky. Billions of stars were flowing slowly in his eyes, and there was a true meaning hidden in them.

"End it, let it all end, I'm tired." He shook his head and said.

With a casual grab, he rescued the trapped Master Wuchao.

Then he struck out with another palm, directly destroying this ghost mansion of nothingness.

In the end, he released the aura that traced back to eternity, calmed the chaotic rules of heaven and earth, and then led people away.

Wearing a white robe and dancing around the universe, all the true meanings should be at ease...