The crisis of death shrouds the Holy Relic Clan, although it can be resurrected as long as there is a trace of it in the world.
It's just that now its origin has been damaged by cutting off its body, and its strength will decrease every time it recovers.
Come a few more times, and when the source is completely exhausted, you will be unable to resurrect and truly fall.
Neither of these two human emperors can match each other in their current state, let alone two of them together.
If it is trapped here again, it will definitely die!
It has been suppressed for a long time, its immortal foundation has been suppressed to pieces, and its strength is not as good as before.
If it is at its peak, what does it have to fear?
But now, it has no choice, not even its final escape!
"Human race, if you kill me, my race will not let you go!"
"My clan once oppressed this world and tore it into pieces. You can't kill me!"
The holy relics suppressed the pain of the sword energy tearing their bodies apart, and made a sound with fierce expression.
Zhang Lan and Zhang Chen looked at each other and couldn't help but sneer.
"I can't kill you? You are only allowed to kill living beings, and others are not allowed to kill you?"
"Or do you think that the Holy Relics will really come to save you?"
Zhang Chen shook his head and glanced at the Saint Relics with pity.
"If your race had not given up on you, strong men would have come to save you long ago during the years of suppression."
"It's just a pity that no strong person came to save you, and you were the only one suppressed under the tower."
"And now, you are about to be truly killed by us."
"It's difficult to kill the Holy Relics? It's just because they are not strong enough!"
After saying this, with a thought, the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation doubled instantly.
"Zheng!"
"Zheng!"
"..."
Within the Zhuxian Sword Formation, bursts of popping sounds continued, causing sword marks to appear on the bodies of the Saint Relics.
As the number of sword marks increased, the bodies of the holy relics were being worn away, and their size began to shrink.
Sensing this situation, the Holy Relics couldn't help but retort loudly.
"My clan did not abandon me! No! A strong man from my clan came to this world to look for me!"
"Yes! A strong man from my clan came to find me, but for some unknown reason, its aura disappeared soon after!"
"It must have been suppressed by the emperor of your world, otherwise it would have been impossible not to save me after it came to this world!"
"Uh...ah!"
Piercing screams came from the mouths of the holy survivors, and their expressions were filled with fear and a hint of pain.
This sword array can actually directly obliterate its body. The obliterated part actually requires ten times the strength to be restored!
How could there be such a treasure in this broken world?
How can it be? !
Zhang Chen and Zhang Lan's expressions condensed upon hearing this, and they couldn't help but look at each other.
Back then, a strong man from the Saint Relic Clan came to Beiming Dao Domain to look for this Saint Relic Clan!
There is no record in the history of this holy clan that was suppressed under Lingshan Mountain. It is very likely that they were suppressed in Beiming Dao Domain before the history of Beiming Dao Domain existed.
Perhaps it was when the Beiming Dao Domain separated from the Origin Continent.
There are strong men from the Saint Relics who once came to Beiming Dao Domain to look for traces of the current Saint Relics.
Speaking of which, the strong man from the Saint Relics who came to look for him was most likely the Saint Relics who was suppressed by Zhang Chukuang, the ancestor of the Zhang family in the ancient times!
Now, the holy relics are under the Imperial City where the Zhang family was located in ancient times.
Zhang Chen and Zhang Lan took a deep breath together.
I didn't expect that I could get this kind of information just by talking to this holy relic.
But the two of them felt a little more relaxed.
Since the ancient times, no Holy Relics have appeared, which means that the Holy Relics have given up exploring the Beiming Dao Domain.
In this way, it is certain that Beiming Dao Domain should be safe now.
Zhang Chen looked at the Saint Relics and smiled softly.
"Thank you for informing me, but now, you should die."
After saying this, the Sealing Heaven Blade appeared in his hand and slashed towards the Saint Relics.
"Buzz!"
Wrapped in the law of the sword, a shocking sword shadow condensed, and fell heavily as the sky-sealing blade was swung.
"The ancient emperor's ninth slash, the sixth one!"
In the sword energy space, the fear in the eyes of the holy survivors became more intense, and they wanted to resist as their power surged.
"don't want!"
"Buzz!"
"Pfft!"
"Bang!"
Amidst the sound, the body of the holy relic was broken again, and the sword energy in the sword energy space kept strangulating the broken body.
This time, it took the Saint Relics two breaths to condense their complete bodies.
Compared with before, the aura has declined even more, and the aura is faintly about to fall back to the quasi-emperor level.
Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
"As expected of the Holy Relics, their vitality is tenacity!"
The body that had just been broken was almost completely wiped out by the sword energy, but when the last trace was left, it actually recovered.
Even the sixth of the Nine Slashes of the Ancient Emperor could not be killed directly, which gave Zhang Chen a clearer understanding of the recovery ability of the Holy Relics.
There was deep fear in the pupils of the Saint Relics.
Almost!
It was almost killed!
The sword strike just now almost caused its body to completely disappear.
Zhang Lan smiled and opened his mouth to speak.
Suddenly his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his head and looked at the top of his head.
I saw a huge golden vertical pupil appearing above my head at some point.
At this time, this golden vertical eye was staring at him with a deep warning.
Zhang Lan looked back, feeling helpless.
"Chen'er, solve it quickly, I don't have much time."
"After returning to the family, I still need to strengthen our family's magic circle."
"It's a pity that there is no way to conceive Jidao Emperor Weapon."
Zhang Chen raised his head and looked at the golden vertical pupils above his head, and couldn't help but clenched his fists.
So fast?
In less than a quarter of an hour, my father was warned by Heavenly Dao that he would have to leave Beiming Dao Domain in a short time.
The golden vertical pupils noticed that Zhang Chen was also looking at it. The pupils shrank slightly and disappeared directly above the head without any warning.
Zhang Chen was a little surprised when he saw this.
"Father, what's going on?"
Zhang Lan also looked weird.
You were clearly warning him just now, why did you suddenly disappear?
Zhang Lan shook his head and smiled.
"I don't know what happened, but overall it's a good thing. At least I can stay longer."
"Now, it's better to kill this holy relic directly. If twice doesn't work, then three, four, countless times!"
"Until it is completely killed! It is trapped by you and cannot escape anyway!"
Zhang Chen nodded slightly and smiled interestingly.
"Then father, can we come once per person?"
Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"Then one person at a time! I'll go first!"
As he spoke, the golden emperor's power bloomed again, and a palm fell. A giant golden palm covering the sky with inscriptions condensed and fell towards the holy relics.
"Bang!"
The Saint Relics shattered in response to the sound, and then recovered again after a few breaths.
This time, there was deep despair in the eyes of the holy survivors.
It knows that it is completely finished!
What these two human races just said is good, it may really be abandoned by the race...
"Father, you can't do this either, look at me!"
"Cao Zi Sword Technique!"
"The Ancient Emperor's Nine Slashes!"
"Zheng!"
"Buzz!"
"Pfft!"
"Hahaha! Chen'er, didn't you kill me too?"
"I come!"
"..."
In the sky of the Western Region, many quasi-emperors looked solemn, blooming with all their cultivation auras, and streams of spiritual power flew towards the higher sky.
Higher up in the sky, the aftermath of the powerful imperial power kept falling, making them exhausted to cope with it.
If there weren't enough quasi-emperors, they might have been unstoppable.
But from the faint sounds they heard, why did they feel like Zhang Lan and Zhang Chen were... having fun?
