At this time, the Emperor Changsheng suddenly felt an unstoppable force locking his body.
Even if I are thousands of miles away, this spirit will not disappear.
Pure intuition.
However, this is the intuition from the top being in this world.
He hadn't felt the breath of death for who knows how many years, but at this moment, he felt... that he might really die today.
The barrier is no longer important.
Unless Zhang Ziliang dies, there is no point in escaping to the ends of the earth.
The momentum...is done.
Now let him attack Zhang Ziliang rashly. To be honest, he wouldn't dare.
He has been aloof and enjoyed the admiration of thousands of people for too long, and it has been so long that he has sunk from it.
If...
Now if he was asked to give up everything and fight for his life, maybe...he would no longer have the courage.
Block!
I can definitely block Zhang Ziliang's inexplicable sword!
As long as he blocks it, today's winner will still be himself, and he will still be the six supreme emperors of heaven!
He let out an angry roar, and a layer of golden armor suddenly appeared on his body, covering his whole body, and energy formed invisible walls one after another, blocking him in front of him.
Even so, it's still not enough.
He stared at the girl in his hands with cold eyes, and then imprisoned the girl in front of him without hesitation.
This is his greatest reliance.
He believed that since the 'King' trusted the girl so much, he would definitely leave a backup plan for her to save her life. Therefore, instead of expecting himself to block Zhang Ziliang's sword, it was better to look forward to the 'King' behind the girl!
"Ah..."
"It turns out that when people reach a certain level, they need to have their own beliefs..."
Zhang Ziliang felt the energy in his body that was like a surging river, and it seemed that he had touched some kind of threshold in just a moment.
With deep thought, the next second, human silhouettes appeared behind him.
Three hundred Buddhist soldiers went to death calmly.
One hundred sword keepers.
People who sacrificed their lives for the human race without fear appeared behind Zhang Ziliang at a certain moment as if they were resurrected.
Moreover, they seemed to have their own consciousness, and their eyes looking at Zhang Ziliang were full of anxiety and distress.
"What exactly is my belief?"
"Human race?"
"It seems a little different."
"I prefer to call him...the world is peaceful."
As he said that, Zhang Ziliang's eyes fell on Zhao Hai with a faint smile: "Whoever said that the think tank can't take action."
"At least for this moment, I'll beat you up."
With a little pride, Zhang Ziliang's eyes were filled with sharpness the next second.
In this mountain and river, it seems that there are wisps of invisible mysterious factors gradually gathering, and the source is Zhang Ziliang.
A pure golden sword composed of energy appeared in Zhang Ziliang's hand, and the sword continued to solidify.
Mountains, rivers, and even a name in the ten cities of Tianzhu, ordinary people seemed to feel something at this moment and looked in the direction of Zhang Ziliang.
Even the eyes of these ordinary people had tears flowing out subconsciously, and they didn't know why, but their hearts were filled with sadness.
Waves of energy emerged from every corner of the world, causing Zhang Ziliang's body to float in mid-air. The sword changed from golden to colorful, and finally became transparent.
"I have one wish. I hope that the human race will be free from worries."
"I have a sword to cut off the injustice in the world."
"This sword is made of bones from mountains and rivers, and the people's hearts are its blade. It can cut the sky and split the earth."
"This sword establishes the mind for the heaven and the earth, establishes the destiny for the people, inherits the unique knowledge for the saints, and creates peace for all generations."
"After this sword is passed, the human race will have no worries."
"I am...Human, Zhang Ziliang."
"Gentlemen..."
"Listen to the dragon's roar!"
At this moment, Zhang Ziliang's eyes were a little free and easy, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand was raised without any momentum, just falling lightly, seemingly without any power.
But as the sword fell, the mountains and rivers shook, and all the people roared.
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be something called momentum, which rises with the wind.
This is the unyielding spirit of the human race and the inheritance of fire.
As the sword fell, Zhang Ziliang aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sword that represents the human race cannot be easily cut by anyone.
The sword shadow turned into a five-clawed golden dragon in the void, and let out a dragon roar that resounded throughout the world...
Immediately afterwards...
This dragon galloped towards the Changsheng Emperor.
At this time, Changsheng seemed to be imprisoned in place by some kind of rules, and it was very difficult to make even the slightest movement.
despair...
Unprecedented despair.
He had only seen this kind of terrifying attack on his own 'king'.
Dying?
He never thought that he would die in such a place.
During the three eternal nights.
"Me! No! Gan!"
"I am the Great Emperor of Immortality, and I shall live forever!"
"Today, if you don't block this blow for me, you will die with me!"
The Immortal Emperor was a little crazy. He looked at the girl in front of him and shouted, and released the restraints he maintained.
The second the girl was able to move freely, she started yelling: "Do you think I am omnipotent?"
"Take me with you to die together!"
"You bitch!"
"I should have found a way to kill you back then!"
At this moment, she was also desperate.
Although the 'King' gave her some means to save her life, it would take some effort for the 'King' to resolve such a terrifying sword.
Dead end!
"Zhang Ziliang, don't kill this girl!"
"She is the opportunity for the destruction of heaven!"
"I can guarantee that within three days, Lingshan will not take action against the Tianzhu!"
Seeing that the girl was about to be chopped off with a sword, Maitreya's expression changed wildly, and the Immortal Emperor fell, which had no harm to Lingshan.
But the death of the girl was a huge loss to Lingshan and even Tianzhu.
But Zhang Ziliang seemed to have never heard of it.
"I, Lingshan, wish to give birth to the lives of three Buddhas!"
Maitreya didn't hesitate and made another offer.
The three old monks looked at each other, their expressions changed wildly, their cold eyes fixed on Maitreya, and the next second they took action angrily, obviously intending to kill Maitreya directly.
But Maitreya flew backwards lightly, still staring closely at Zhang Ziliang.
He's gambling.
Bet Zhang Ziliang still has some energy left!
If he loses the bet, he will be beaten to death by these three guys.
Sure enough, Zhang Ziliang subconsciously set his sights on Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai nodded lightly.
There was already some tacit understanding between them unconsciously.
Zhang Ziliang was obviously asking whether there was any need for the girl to stay.
The next second.
The dragon suddenly turned around in the void, bypassed the girl, rushed into the chest of the Immortal Emperor, and exploded suddenly.
Along with a burst of blood mist, the Immortal Emperor...
Today, he died.
