"Pray for the sword to kill the white snake!"
Emperor Jing's "Grave Sutra" is obviously only understood by Emperor Jing. If others follow the thought, the same effect will be achieved.
But Emperor Jing didn't mind at this time.
He even hoped that the other party's chanting could be more powerful.
Wherever his eyes touched, there were glimmers of light in the darkness, and there seemed to be an arowana hidden in it.
"King of Hengshan? King of Lujiang? King of Qi..."
Several names lingered in Emperor Jing's mind, but then they faded away.
He didn't care which king came, as long as the other party could join forces with him to kill the rebel king, it would be a good thing.
"Eat, eat, eat big!"
In the void, King Liang stuffed his body into King Huainan's mouth, and kept making him swallow, while King Huainan struggled painfully.
It was very comfortable to eat Emperor Jing's food, but eating King Liang's food was like eating feces, and even caused poisoning, which made King Huainan miserable.
When fighting for life and death, it is normal behavior to bite the opponent's flesh and blood with your teeth, but he never thought that the opponent cannot eat it. This soul transformed into a white dragon is the greatest foundation for Liang Wang.
Only by relying on long-range extraction like Emperor Jing, can it be possible to defeat the poisonous King Liang.
But after being bitten by himself, half of his body was left, and Emperor Jing's three melons and two dates were no longer enough.
Seeing Emperor Jing who was bitten to the point of barely surviving with only one head left, King Huainan felt cold in his heart.
The final winner was not him, but King Liang.
His mouth was full of poisonous blood and poisonous meat, his mind continued to fall into numbness, and his eyes gradually began to straighten.
In the eyes of King Huainan, only Bailong's broken body remained, as did King Liang's crazy laughter, and his natural reaction of having to swallow after being forcefully stuffed.
"Eat, I'll let you eat until you're full!"
"Three melons and two dates have the courage to change the situation. If you don't die, who will die!"
"Kill you and achieve my imperial dragon body. From now on, I will no longer be the substitute who can only hide, but can truly show up in front of others, hahaha!"
Emperor Jing was beaten until only one head was left, and King Liang didn't mind that his body was broken.
As long as his remaining strength is stronger than Emperor Jing, that's enough.
After poisoning King Huainan, he was the final winner.
"Liu Qi, do you still want to use your ancestor's Chixiao to kill me?"
"Please don't move that imperial sword!"
"You haven't touched me in these decades!"
"I don't believe you can endure it for decades just for this moment!"
Zhang Xuezhou's behavior was not hidden from Emperor Jing, and Emperor Jing's behavior was not hidden from King Liang.
While laughing, King Liang didn't care about Emperor Jing's behavior.
This also made Emperor Jing's voice continue to grow louder.
"Pray for the sword to kill the white snake? Wait, that's not what I wish in the Grave Sutra!"
Following Emperor Jing in reciting the "Grave Sutra", Zhang Xuezhou corrected many parts of the text, but Zhang Xuezhou did not expect that he would change all his wishes during the revision.
"I will give you luck to help you. I just ask you to pray for the sword to kill the King of Liang. Don't let this beast harm my big man!"
In the distance, Emperor Jing's remaining dragon head turned into specks of golden light, and a meteor shower suddenly began to fall in the black sky.
Countless golden lights fell, bringing with them a fragrance that was so rich that it made people dizzy.
Zhang Xuezhou felt the fragrance hit his nose and was dizzy. From the corner of his eye, he saw a long red sword cutting through the dark space.
King Liang's laughter was still floating, but at the next moment, his white dragon head had flown high into the air, no longer possible to overlap with his body, and King Liang did not even say a word.
Countless blazing flames enveloped his head, and with the crackling sound of burning, the white dragon's head was directly burned into nothingness.
"vomit!"
In the dark space, only the body of the white dragon with the missing head stuffed in King Huainan's mouth was rolling around like a dead snake.
When the white dragon's body slowly turned into white light rain and fell, Zhang Xuezhou felt his eyes light up, and the scene of the tomb hall suddenly came into his eyes, and his soul had returned to his body even before he used the recuperation technique.
"you you……"
In the center of the five-pole flag, King Liang looked pale.
He stretched out his right hand and pointed at Zhang Xuezhou with his trembling right hand.
"Is it you who prayed to the Tomb Sutra to kill me?" King Liang said with hatred.
"I didn't." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously and said, "I'm just sitting here, not going anywhere!"
"You lied. When I died, I clearly sensed that you had pulled the power of luck to control the sword. You used the power of wish in the "Grave Sutra" to kill me." King Liang said hatefully: "You don't have to deny it. You are still within the scope of my Five Elements Flag Formation." You are the only one who survives, no one else can do it but you!”
"I just followed His Majesty and recited the tomb sutra. I don't want to realize this wish yet!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at Prince Liang warily.
He thought about his meager fighting power and the high risk of close combat, which made Zhang Xuezhou quickly pick up a stone bowl in the tomb hall.
Zuo Teng mentioned that the only way for the divine light in the sky to overthrow him was to pick up things and smash them randomly. Zhang Xuezhou believed that, and this allowed him to learn in this world in a decent way.
"Disperse that formation of yours, let me go, and I won't hit you," Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
"Is this king's eternal tomb of mountains and rivers a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?" King Liang gasped.
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin, hey!"
Zhang Xuezhou glanced around the hall and saw corpses all around. No one responded. This made him bold. He picked up the stone bowl and smashed it at Prince Liang.
"This king...if you have something to say, please tell me!"
When his head was smashed with a stone bowl and a stone cup, and his head was covered with blood, King Liang also began to beg for mercy.
"You dispersed the formation and let me out," Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
"When I fight to the death, I leave no way out." King Liang said in pain: "Only if I win and my body is fully recovered can I be able to turn around and walk out of the formation. If I lose, I will naturally be able to be annihilated and not be disturbed." Burial place, do you think I will allow living people to disturb the peace?"
"Suffer death!"
"Please let me climb into the coffin and beat him to death!"
For the King of Liang, failure in the competition would last only a short time.
He waved his hand, indicating that he just wanted to lie down normally after death and did not care whether he was beaten to death or died naturally.
"Please let me die with dignity!" King Liang begged.
"You're too shameless, what should I do?"
"The eternal formation of mountains and rivers has unlimited repair capabilities. This kind of formation can only be broken violently from the outside in, and it is almost impossible to break it from the inside out." Liang Wang said: "With your ability, it is impossible to do it!"
He pointed in the direction.
"I have also placed a tomb for the Queen, or I will transfer the Queen's tomb to you!"
"I don't want your queen's tomb," Zhang Xuezhou said dejectedly.
"That is a good Feng Shui key point, enough to give birth to three generations of my Liu family and enjoy blessings. If you lie down in it, it will definitely bless the three generations of your Dongfang family," Liang Wang said.
"I don't have any offspring yet!"
"When you come out to hang out in the next life, remember to leave it behind!"
Prince Liang murmured in a low voice, then crawled on the ground towards a coffin placed behind the emperor's throne.
(End of chapter)
