No matter in the past life or in this life, the eight swords coming out at the same time means that Emperor Tingmeng has used all his strength.
Amidst the sound of the ringing harp, a strange scene of the setting moon and stars actually appeared in the entire sky.
The same eight swords facing each other, the same vastness, the same beauty.
That kind of weird beauty to the extreme...
Because Hua Jiunan stopped him when he wanted to take action before, Chang Huaiyuan knew that what his young teacher wanted was a gentleman's dispute.
That is to say, make a break with yourself.
Chang Huaiyuan frowned and said meaningfully: "Xiao Ba!"
Although it was just two words, Chang Baye immediately understood the profound meaning.
Without hesitation, he roared resolutely, releasing all his majestic aura.
"Brother, don't worry, Xiaoba, I know what to do!"
"The king humiliates and his ministers die! The Chang family will fight to the death and refuse to retreat!"
Yan Bi roared again, and actually drove the Hua Jiu Nan and Ba Jian on his back to press back against the "First Life" bit by bit.
"When the king comes, all things in the world will surrender, and the young gentleman will win!!"
It was like two worlds colliding, and the roar was deafening.
At this moment, the eyes of all the powerful people in the world were focused here.
There is an ancient and kind being with eyes full of lamentation.
"Is this another imperial calamity?!"
"Pity all things in the world..."
The mountain behind the small courtyard and the top of the mountain.
Ghost Buddha Faceless suddenly opened his empty eyes and stood up suddenly, his one-armed sleeve flying in the wind.
"elder brother!"
In the middle of the Japanese hurricane, Lao Niu and Xue Coffin stopped moving at the same time.
"Xiaojiu..."
"Guilty blood!!!"
In a mysterious place, Xiao Qianyue, who was smiling and blessing Little Crow with various shamanic skills, suddenly raised her head when she saw her beating up Amaterasu, the God of the Japanese Sun.
His big, curved eyes were full of doubts.
"Brother...who is that?"
To the land of human ancestors:
The shocking battle below made the Dajin people excited, and they all rolled up their arms and sleeves to cheer Hua Jiunan.
"Ting Meng, work harder and kill the guy on the other side!"
"Let Bafang Xiaoxiao know what it means that the majesty of the royal family cannot be violated!"
The most excited one was the big fat golden man, who was already panting with red eyes.
Quickly walked to the opposite side of the big man and shouted for help.
"Ancestor! I beg you, ancestor, to let me go down! I want to challenge the fake Tingmeng to a duel!!"
The big man who had just taken a sip of wine heard this and sprayed all the wine on the big fat golden man's face.
"Ahem...be good, don't make trouble, and just have some fun raising dragons and phoenixes, okay?"
"Be obedient, something as dangerous as fighting is not suitable for you. It's easy to lose weight. Keep fit. It will be a joy to be fat and fat..."
The fat golden man's face was full of grievance when he heard this, and he didn't even wipe the drink from his face.
"Ancestor, what do you mean?"
Before waiting for the big man to answer, Poseidon Yuxiao, who really couldn't bear it, already smiled and spoke.
"My ancestor feels sorry for you and is afraid that you will be beaten to death by others if you go down."
Big fat golden man: "..."
At the critical moment, Emperor Jiang Chu, who felt sorry for Hua Jiu Di, suddenly stood up and said stubbornly to the big man.
"Ancestor, I want to go down and help Xiaojiu!"
The big man didn't let our third uncle raise a dragon or a phoenix for fun this time, he just sighed and said.
"Let's play chess with Yuxiao, Xiang'er has already gone."
Including Emperor Jiang Chu, all the people of Jin discovered that the Xiang Master had disappeared into the ancestral land of Zhi Ren at some time.
Only a bunch of petals are left dancing in the wind...
In the lower realm, between Hua Jiu Nan and the first life, between the eight swords facing each other:
A gust of fragrant wind blows, and the owner of the fragrance stands handsomely under the rain of flowers.
It was as if they turned a blind eye to the devastating blow from both sides.
Seeing this, Hua Jiunan quickly sheathed her sword with all her strength: "Auntie!"
The "First Life" on the opposite side slowly shook his head, and with a wave of his eight swords, all the shadows disappeared.
"The Holy Empress."
The incense owner ignored the "first life" and just smiled and said to Hua Jiunan.
"My Xiaojiu has grown up, and now he finally sees the glory of the 'Sea of Blood' back then."
Hua Jiunan turned slightly red after being praised and returned the favor.
"Aunt Lao and Third Uncle have secretly protected me these years. Xiaojiu feels ashamed..."
