abnabooks Chapter 332 The Emperor Falls And Yongzhou Is Unified
Chapter 332 The Emperor Falls And Yongzhou Is Unified
As long as we deal with the three of them, the rest will be easy.
Song Aochang and the others were somewhat surprised by the appearance of the black-robed clone. Under their divine senses, they had complete control over the details of the entire battlefield, but they couldn't detect this suddenly appearing mysterious black-robed person.
It was as if that place was simply a void, where nothing existed.
"A phantom?"
Song Aochang and the others were puzzled, but they also noticed that something was wrong.
After this black-robed clone appeared, it seemed like the opponent had been injected with chicken blood, and their combat power skyrocketed.
"The leader has arrived, you all are doomed!"
Liu Fenghua and the others had all witnessed the methods of the black-robed clone. They laughed heartily and attacked with all their might, without any worries in their hearts.
"One person wants to change the course of the battle? What a joke!"
A cold smile appeared on Song Aochang's face. "Do you think you're an immortal?!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the black-robed clone pointing down at them from above. The next moment, a blazing curse flame suddenly rose on Song Aochang's Primordial Spirit, enveloping him in an indescribable malice. The pain from the Primordial Spirit instantly changed his complexion.
"What's going on... Ah!!!"
Not only Song Aochang, but Xia Liang and Wen Fang also felt the terrifying malice coming from the depths of the netherworld at the same time. Their Primordial Spirits were enveloped and shrouded in the burning curse flame, and under the terrifying pressure, the three of them immediately withdrew all their Spirit Power to resist the strange black flames.
The golden exquisite pagoda spinning in mid-air seemed to have lost its power, and its rotation speed gradually slowed down, while the terrifying pulling force slowly faded away.
Duan Ming emerged from the void, a mocking smile appearing in his eyes. Without saying a word, he transformed into flowing light and rushed towards Wen Fang again.
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you!
Wen Fang's face turned ugly. Seeing Duan Ming approaching, he freed up one hand and tried to activate the exquisite pagoda again, but as soon as he released a portion of his Spirit Power, his expression twitched.
Even he almost needed to use all his Spirit Power to barely withstand the invasion of the curse flame.
"Die!"
Wen Fang's strength was too terrifying, he couldn't be allowed to live!
A murderous intent flashed in Duan Ming's eyes as he swiftly passed by him, a dark-colored flying saber technique fiercely stabbing towards Wen Fang's Dantian.
Bang!
Wen Fang's body suddenly revealed patterns of Spirit Power, like a turtle shell, bouncing the flying daggers back, but his body also cracked.
Duan Ming's eyes flashed with astonishment, secretly amazed.
This old guy is really rich, he's actually wearing a Rank Seven spiritual armor!
On the other side, Jiang Ruyi's scepter saw Song Aochang's distorted face, having lost his former arrogance. A look of joy flashed across her face, and she shook her silver spear in her hand, pouring all her Spirit Power into it, and stabbed out.
This stab was earth-shattering, a huge spear shadow appeared in the void, the spear tip containing a terrifying fluctuation of Spirit Power, and her entire cultivation base was poured into this stab.
Qu Mamma also cooperated tacitly, a bamboo basket magic treasure flew out from her sleeve, quickly floating above Song Aochang's head, shooting out a hazy light that immobilized his entire body.
"No--"
Song Aochang let out a thunderous roar, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.
He wanted to kill Jiang Ruyi's scepter, but he didn't expect to die at her hands instead.
But there were only two options in front of him. If he gave up resisting the curse black flame, he could block Jiang Ruyi's scepter's attack, but his own Primordial Spirit would inevitably be swallowed by the curse black flame.
If he didn't give up, he wouldn't be able to free up his Spirit Power to resist this earth-shattering stab.
Both sides are doomed!
Boom!
Song Aochang's figure was fiercely pierced by this shot. As an emperor, he was also wearing Rank Seven Spirit Armor, but without the support of Spirit Power, his defensive capabilities were limited. Under the continuous attacks of this shot, his armor gradually collapsed.
"Jiang Ruyi Scepter, even if I die, I will drag you down with me—"
Seeing his armor being broken, Song Aochang finally made a decision. He instantly gave up resisting the cursed black flames and drove his entire body's Spirit Power to transform into a stream of light, madly rushing towards Jiang Ruyi Scepter, attempting to perish together with it.
But how could the black-robed clone let him have his way? It offered another two hundred million years of lifespan.
Hoo!
In his Dantian, where most of his Primordial Spirit had already been burned and melted by the cursed black flames, he couldn't even self-detonate. At this moment, the black flames surged again, completely engulfing him.
Jiang Ruyi Scepter was also somewhat frightened by Song Aochang's madness. He thought that he would be severely injured if not killed this time. However, he didn't expect that when Song Aochang was in mid-air, a large amount of black flames suddenly emerged from his Dantian. He was instantly enveloped by them and melted like a candle before he even flew in front of Jiang Ruyi Scepter, turning into a pile of flying ashes.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?"
Qu Mamma quickly flew over and asked with concern.
Jiang Ruyi Scepter nodded, a trace of lingering fear flashing in his eyes. He looked up at the black-robed clone standing calmly above him with a grateful expression.
The Emperor of the Yuan Void Dynasty, Song Aochang, had fallen!
On the other side, Xia Liang, Wen Fang, and others were shocked to see Song Aochang's miserable death. Their eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
Who was the black-robed figure above their heads?
How could he possess such terrifying power?
Could he really be an immortal?
But how could an immortal appear in this realm?
They were completely puzzled.
But now they didn't have much time to think. Song Aochang's death was the spark that ignited chaos. The people here were already in disarray, especially in the Yuan Void Dynasty.
"Wen Fang, your Majesty is already dead. Aren't you going to accompany him?"
Duan Ming's words echoed in Wen Fang's ears like a devil's whisper.
Wen Fang gritted his teeth and roared, "Since His Majesty is dead, I will naturally keep my useful body to avenge him. Duan Ming, you're just relying on someone behind you. Don't be so arrogant!"
Duan Ming's eyes flashed with mockery. "You speak so nicely. Since you don't want to die, I'll send you on your way!"
At this moment, Wen Fang's Spirit Turtle Treasure Armor was on the verge of shattering under Duan Ming's continuous attacks. In the void, there was another flash, and the Flying Saber Technique suddenly pierced through Wen Fang's armor, directly penetrating his weak protective Spirit Qi from his Dantian.
Wen Fang's eyes widened, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood.
Duan Ming's cold gaze floated in mid-air, and the Flying Daggers were picking at a Primordial Spirit figurine that was continuously burning. Its face was ferocious, and if it wasn't Wen Fang, who else could it be?
Without the support of his original body's Spirit Power, the Primordial Spirit was almost completely melted by the cursed black flames in an instant.
Wen Fang's defeated corpse fell from high in the sky. Before it even landed on the ground, it was torn apart and exploded into a splatter of blood by the constantly flickering Magic Treasures below.
"Xia Liang, they're all dead. It's your turn!"
With two Self Union late-stage experts dead, Duan Ming and the others immediately freed up their hands and surrounded Xia Liang.
This Emperor of the Nine Curves Dynasty was already on the verge of death, and now with Duan Ming and the others joining in, he was immediately torn to pieces by Spirit Power from all directions.
The other two Self Union late-stage experts were also quickly killed by the crowd.
At this point, all the Self Union late-stage experts from the two Great Emperor dynasties had fallen!