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Chapter 448: The Emperor's Sword Unsheathed, Will Destroy Millions of Corpses!

"I~~"

Qi Lan clearly felt that he could fight, but his heart was full of despair.

God, high above.

The emperor, stand tall.

The emperor, the artifact in charge of the country, the law of the world, the goods of billions of people, the command of the land, and the protection of the sovereignty of the dynasty. The person who takes this position is chosen by the heart of heaven and the people's favor.

What Qi Lan faced was not a person, but an emperor, an emperor chosen by Tianxin and favored by the people.

The might of the sky is mighty, and the might of the sword is brilliant.

Qi Lan struggled, wanting to break free from the oppression of the upper class.

But no matter how he struggled, the despair that came from the bottom of his heart made him feel powerless.

suddenly.

He closed his eyes, and actually put on a look of willingness to die.

He seemed to have given up struggling altogether.

This is Tianwei!
Not only has physical damage and magic damage, but also has spiritual attack.

Suppress from the most important state of mind of the practitioner.

The radiant sword light was getting closer and closer, Qi Lan's burly body trembled slightly, and his closed eyelids also trembled.

Just when Huanghuang's sword light was about to pierce his chest, a slender hand protruded from the void, with a white jade-like fluorescence, slowly blocking the sword light.

Clang!
The sound of the sword rang softly.

The sharp sword light stopped abruptly.

A bright and clean figure appeared in front of Qi Lan.

Zheng Ming looked at the figure, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in surprise: "The master of Yaosheng Palace, Zhu Qingling!"

The person in front of him is completely different from the Zhu Qingling he imagined, he thought Zhu Qingling was an old man with many vicissitudes, but he didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman.

"Lihuang!" Zhu Qingling raised his head, his delicate eyes revealing a cold murderous intent.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly, but shook his head again and laughed.

Practitioners really can't judge by appearance, Zhu Qingling is more than 3000 years old, but still has this youthful appearance.

Is this pretending to be tender?

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Qingling frowned slightly.

"I originally thought that the master of Yaosheng Palace was an old man, but I didn't expect to be a pretty lady." Zheng Ming laughed.

"Pretty beauty! Hehe~~" Zhu Qingling sneered.

She is not a pretty woman, she is a domineering overlord.

"It's an honor for you, Da Li, to have Ben Gong take action in person." She said with a cold expression.

Zheng Ming shook his head slightly, and said: "It is an honor for you Yaosheng Palace to let me do it myself."

"But your opponent is not me."

As he spoke, he looked at Qi Lan.

He was like fighting a good fight with his own strength, beheading a strong person in the Immortal Terrace Realm, and enjoying the addiction of being a strong person.

Zhu Qingling looked at him, his cold eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes looked in the direction of Qinglan Island.

Huli is here.

"Hu Li greets His Majesty!"

Although the burly Hu Li was wearing a Taoist robe, he couldn't conceal his sturdy aura. Compared with Lu Li and Yang Li, the characteristics of the monster clan on him were more obvious.

Zheng Ming nodded, and glanced at the battlefield below.

The fighting on the battlefield did not stop, but as more and more masters were invested by both sides, the fighting became more and more intense.

Tian Yuzong, Sea God Temple, Wanlin Zhize Monster Clan are all in the battle, but they will look at the sky from time to time.

The shock in their hearts is beyond description.

Zhu Qingling looked at Hu Li, his face darkened, and said: "It seems that we have underestimated the Dali Dynasty."

Zheng Ming put the long sword in his hand across his chest, and said, "There's no need to talk too much nonsense, I'm going to destroy your Demon Saint Palace today."

"Why?" Zhu Qingling asked in bewilderment.

Because in her opinion, the dispute between Yaosheng Palace and Dali Dynasty is just a matter of face, and there is no need to fight to the death.

"There's no reason? It's just that the existence of the Demon Saint Palace blocked Dali's path." Zheng Ming said.

Why else, for the seabed territory, for the hundreds of millions of sea monsters, for Dali to have a vast seabed territory and hundreds of millions of sea monsters.

The Yaozu can also provide him with the luck of all people, if not for this, why would he use all the power in Dali?

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is no longer a question of whether the Yaosheng Palace is willing to fight, but whether Zheng Ming is willing to let go of his desire to annex the Yaosheng Palace.

The emperor is greedy, and he has a terrifying greed for his people, territory, and power.

And Zheng Ming has a system, and his greed for the luck of the people is even better.

Greed is not necessarily a bad thing, as long as you control your greed and prevent it from corroding your sanity.

"When the emperor's sword is unsheathed, millions of corpses will surely fall!"

Zheng Ming raised his long sword, and the mighty power of the sword affected the mighty power of the sky, causing the sky and the earth to change color.

With a flash of Hu Li's figure, he came to Zhu Qingling.

"Don't stop His Majesty!"

His tiger eyes widened, releasing terrifying power.

Compared with Lu Li and Yang Li, he is even more violent.

The thick palm raised and waved towards Zhu Qingling.

Above the sky, dark clouds surged, and the three Great Immortals condensed the dark clouds at the same time, covering the sky and covering the sun. Coupled with Zheng Ming's majestic might, it seemed as if the entire sky was falling down.

A stern look flashed in Zhu Qingling's eyes, "You want to stop me!"

She waved her sleeves, and a strong breath gushed out, touching Hu Li's palm.

Boom~~~
An explosion exploded, and the aftermath of the thick energy set off a hurricane, sweeping the world.

Below, on the surface of the sea, hundreds of meters of waves were directly set off, and countless sea monsters were swept up by the waves uncontrollably.

Zheng Ming ignored the battle between Zhu Qingling and Hu Li, and the sword in his hand slashed down again!
Again!
Qi Lan looked at the extremely bright sword light with bitterness on his face.

No one seemed to be able to get over him this time.

But then his eyes were filled with fierceness.

"I don't need others to save me, I am the Lord of the Demon Palace!"

"This deity is the supreme king of the sea spirit monkey tribe in the demon sea area, the demon holy palace, how could he be slaughtered!"

"bring it on!"

With a hideous face, he roared crazily.

The long stick was raised, unleashing majestic power, advancing instead of retreating.

This time, he suppressed the despair and fear from his state of mind.

If he can not die, he will definitely improve his cultivation a lot in the future.

Unfortunately, he has no chance.

Huanghuang Jianwei and mighty Tianwei slashed fiercely on the top of his head amidst the resplendent sword light.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the fairy stick in his hand suddenly broke.

There was a muffled sound.

A sharp edge fell on his ugly head.

This sword is currently Zheng Ming's strongest sword.

The power displayed is definitely not something that Qi Lan, who is only at the peak of the first level of Xiantai Realm, can resist.

"You lost!" Zheng Ming looked at Qi Lan with a calm smile on his face.

Qi Lan stood stiff in midair, holding the broken long stick with both hands, a bloodstain on his forehead and brow was oozing bright red blood, the blood slid down his cheeks, dripping into the vast sea.

"Even if the master of this hall dies, he will die in battle!"

Qi Lan looked up at Zheng Ming, grinning wildly.

Although he was defeated, he made a move in the end.

He overcame fear, overcame despair, and broke through the confinement from the state of mind.

He lost, and the price was his life.

But instead of feeling pain, he felt an unprecedented satisfaction.

Life may die, but the dignity of the strong cannot be abandoned.

He closed his eyes with a smile, and his body fell into the sea, splashing a pure white wave.

Zheng Ming looked at the gradually disappearing waves, his eyes were as bright as stars.

"It's really a strong man worthy of respect."

The dignity of the strong is not only their own strength, but also the courage to overcome everything.

Although Qi Lan was beheaded by him, his courage to overcome despair and fear in the end is worthy of respect.

But to die is to die.

Zheng Ming just sighed, but didn't intend to do anything.

He cared more about the end of this war than Qi Lan.

He looked at the battlefield below, at those soldiers who were fighting desperately, and his heart went violent like a tide.

All the trump cards have been revealed, and the strength of Yaosheng Palace has also been fully displayed in front of him.

This battle has reached its last and most intense moment.

Next will be the battle of the end.

He jumped up suddenly and flew over Qinglan Island, wearing a dragon robe and holding a long sword high up.

On Qinglan Island, there are still [-] elite soldiers from the First Dali Legion, [-] soldiers from the Siren Clan just formed, and [-] Imperial Guards from the palace.

"I am Dali mighty!"

He raised his long sword and roared at the top of his lungs.

"I am Dali mighty!"

On Qinglan Island, thousands of soldiers responded.

They held their heads up and looked at the figure in the sky. That tiny figure was like a grain of sand in the sky and the earth, but in their hearts it was an extremely majestic and respected existence.

Hearing the responses from the soldiers, Zheng Ming showed a wanton smile that had never appeared on his delicate face.

"For Dali's glory, follow me to kill the enemy!"

The long sword in his hand fell suddenly, pointing directly at the boundless sea and the countless demon saint palace army.

"kill!"

Under the blessing of the mighty Tianwei, the tearing shouts of killing spread for hundreds of miles.

"kill!"

On Qinglan Island, the soldiers flushed with excitement and rushed out of the island like madmen.

There was only one thought in their minds.

For Dali's glory, kill the enemy!
With a wave of Zheng Ming's hand, the imperial chariot Long Yu came galloping towards him.

Riding on the imperial chariot, he held his long sword high and charged into the chaotic army with mighty Tianwei.

The imperial chariot is like a building, and the three dragon souls are speeding as fast as they are real. The Huanghuang Sword Power releases a sharp sword light, cutting the world with rage.

Without Zhu Qingling, without Luo Ling and Bai Qiyu's obstruction, this battlefield is the place where Zheng Ming gallops.

Zheng Ming, who was a little too excited, plunged directly into the densely packed sea monster army with one car and one person.

Little Fuzi behind was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Quick, quick, protect Your Majesty!"

Xiao Fuzi hurriedly summoned Chen Qi and Zheng Lun to rush into the battlefield.

Although he knew that Zheng Ming's strength was very strong, it was somewhat unreliable for him to charge in the battlefield as an emperor.

In fact, little Fuzi didn't need to say, Chen Qi and Zheng Lun had already rushed into the battlefield.

But their speed was not as fast as Zheng Ming's in the imperial car.

Even if they rode the fiery-eyed golden-eyed beast, they still couldn't catch up with the dragon's imperial chariot.

When they caught up with Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming had already rushed out of the army of the Demon Saint Palace.

"It's a good time to come, rush back with me!"

Zheng Ming watched Chen Qi and Zheng Lun chasing after him, and shouted loudly.

Then turned around and rushed into the army of the Demon Saint Palace again.

Chen Qi and Zheng Lun looked at each other, but had no choice but to catch up again.

(End of this chapter)