"Your Majesty!"
When Huang Daban heard Emperor Jiaming calling him, he couldn't help showing a trace of tangle on his face and agreed.
"Big companion, stop him for me. When I break through the Human Emperor, I will make you the king with a different surname!"
Seeing his response, Emperor Jiaming suddenly felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"yes!"
Huang Daban agreed, but when Emperor Jiaming passed by him, he suddenly burst out with a palm, and the cold palm wind came rolling in, directly freezing the remaining half of Emperor Jiaming's body.
"you......"
Emperor Jiaming looked at Huang Daban with disbelief, blood flashing, and his figure fell towards the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace.
"I respectfully invite the Holy One to die!"
Huang Daban looked at Emperor Jiaming expressionlessly, and a cold voice sounded.
Emperor Jiaming was something he had seen since childhood. A few years before he ascended the throne, he was proud of being able to accompany a wise emperor.
However, with the establishment of the Palace of Immortality, Emperor Jiaming's obsession with longevity reached its peak.
He ignored the government affairs, killed innocent people indiscriminately, and did more and more excessive things. Even Huang Daban could no longer stand his eyes.
After he struck this palm, his figure floated towards the outside of Xuanyang City.
He was sent to the palace since he was a child. It has been more than eighty years now, and it is time to leave.
"Uncle Emperor, Uncle Emperor, save me!"
At this moment, Emperor Jiaming saw Tang Wang Zhao Zhong standing silently aside, and quickly asked for help.
"well......."
Zhao Zhong sighed, shook his head, and then flashed back to the Palace of Eternal Life.
He was frightened by a mysterious man and promised not to help each other, but he couldn't bear to see Emperor Jiaming with no one to help him at this time, so he could only choose to stay out of sight.
"I respectfully invite the Holy One to die!"
"I respectfully invite the Holy One to die!"
"I respectfully invite the Holy One to die..."
The rolling sound resounded throughout Xuanyang City. Emperor Jiaming raised his head and saw that he was in mid-air. Master Mingyu had already seen that Emperor Jiaming had no chance of turning around at this time, and immediately expressed his attitude.
Countless monks who followed suit quickly shouted in unison, fearing that if they shouted too late, the newly-appointed emperor would then join the ranks of the old party.
At this moment, next to the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace below, an old man in crimson official uniform appeared in the eyes of Emperor Jiaming.
"Zhuo Shangshu, save me quickly!"
Emperor Jiaming's eyes once again flashed with joy. This old man in crimson official uniform turned out to be Zhuo Yungui, the Minister of Rites.
I once almost died outside Xuanyang City for myself.
Emperor Jiaming didn't know how he returned to normal, but to him, none of this mattered.
The important thing is that he listens to his own orders. As long as he can block the three crazy Taoists for himself, that's enough.
Zhuo Yungui looked at Emperor Jiaming, who was falling rapidly downwards, and spoke slowly, with a cold voice without any emotion: "Zhuo Yungui, who was loyal to the Holy Emperor, died outside Xuanyang City three days ago. "
"I came here today just to send the Holy One off to his death!"
As soon as these words came out, Emperor Jiaming's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt no luck at all.
Along the way, he fell from a thousand miles high in the sky, which also meant that from this moment on, his superior status fell from the sky to the earth.
No one is willing to help him stop the three crazy Taoists. This is a real betrayal of relatives.
In the Lanxing Tower of the Imperial City, Si Tianjian Guo Jian was standing on the roof, his eyes sparkling with stars, watching everything happening in the Palace of Eternal Life from a distance, but there was a faint smile in the corner of his eyes.
"Peng!"
In mid-air, Emperor Jiaming's broken body fell heavily on the lid of the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace. His body was covered in blood, his body cracked, and his vitality was gone.
He Ping'an appeared from the void with the Emperor's cauldron in his hand. He looked down at Emperor Jiaming, who was like a puddle of flesh, and said solemnly: "Emperor Jiaming, at this time, do you realize your mistake?"
"hehe......"
Emperor Jiaming coughed up a trace of blood foam from his mouth. He supported his body with his remaining left hand, stood up unsteadily, and said in a hoarse voice: "I was ordered by Heaven, and I should have lived as long as Heaven. All I did was nothing more. In order to decipher the nine-five-day number and continue the destiny of the Daxuan country, what is the crime?"
"Strong words!"
He Pingan's eyes widened, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "The reason for cracking the nine-five-day number is just for your own selfishness."
"Don't you know why you rebelled against everyone else?"
The sound was like thunder, echoing in Xuanyang City.
"Oh, they are just a bunch of ants, how can they know my ambitions?"
"As long as I can break through the realm of the Human Emperor, what's the problem if hundreds of thousands of people die?"
At this time, Emperor Jiaming finally stopped hiding his thoughts and blurted out.
"Wow..."
In Xuanyang City, both the people and the monks were in an uproar, but they did not expect that the emperor whom they had always regarded as a god could actually say such a thing.
Those who originally had some illusions about Emperor Jiaming completely gave up their thoughts at this time.
He Pingan said in a deep voice: "Whatever you do to the people in the world, the people of the world will eventually treat you. Your ending today has actually been predestined."
"Emperor Jiaming, suffer death!"
After saying that, he was about to slap it with a palm. At this moment, Emperor Jiaming looked at the expanding palm print and laughed wildly: "Three crazy Taoists, I haven't finished this chess game yet."
"Even if everyone rebels and estranges, and fights with the sky, I will still defeat the half-son of the sky!"
After he finished speaking, he slapped the lid of the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace with one hand. The lid immediately rose into the sky. Emperor Jiaming took the opportunity to jump directly from the lid.
In the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace, the True Fire of the Sun burned blazingly. The air was distorted by the terrifying high temperature. The remains of Emperor Jiaming fell into the furnace body and immediately disappeared from everyone's eyes.
He Ping'an was floating in the sky, watching the furnace cover fall from the sky, tightly covering the Nine-turn Wanshou furnace.
At this time, the chess game with virtualized mana had not completely disappeared. He Ping'an was condescending and discovered that above the chess game, where the Nine Turns and Longevity Furnace stood, it looked like a sunspot, standing in the right corner of the chess board!
On the chessboard, black and white are intertwined, and there is a calamity in the lower right corner that determines the outcome.
The Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace is determined to win the chess game.
Victory half son!
A faint smile appeared on He Pingan's lips. Even though you are the son of Shengtian, you will eventually die in my hands.
At this moment, he noticed that the familiar Taoist consciousness was entrenched somewhere in the void, spying on everything that happened here.
But as his spiritual consciousness came out, it quickly disappeared.
But after all, the distance was so close, He Pingan still caught a trace of this spiritual consciousness. Unexpectedly, if it was there, the breath was very familiar.
He Ping'an curled up his lips and revealed a faint smile, it turned out to be you...
...
The flames are rolling and the heat waves are heavy. In the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace, the scorching temperature seems to be able to melt all objects.
The remains of Emperor Jiaming fell into it, and the violent flames kept rushing toward him, immediately burning his remains into a fiery red color and about to turn into ashes.
A golden light lit up, and Emperor Jiaming released the last bit of mana in his body, temporarily adding a golden shield to himself, which could barely block the raging flames.
Under the light of the fire, Emperor Jiaming looked ferocious, and sprinkled hundreds of drops of true dragon essence and blood from his remains. He muttered something in his mouth, and his voice resounded throughout the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace: "Use the heaven and earth as the oven, with hundreds of thousands of corpses as the main body, and hundreds of drops of blood." A drop of essence and blood as a guide, the Nine Transformations Longevity Pill!"
"become!"
After the words fell, the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight medicine corpses in the Nine-turns and Longevity Furnace were immediately swallowed up by the true fire of the sun and turned into fly ash. Only the purest medicinal power left in the body was poured into the Nine-turns and Longevity Furnace. Convergence.
Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight blood lines merged into the air at the same time.
A pill that was blood red and the size of a human head took shape under the influence of Emperor Jiaming's magic power.
As hundreds of drops of true dragon essence and blood were integrated into the blood elixir, the originally rough blood elixir suddenly became crystal clear, like a blood jade gem, surrounded by a surging blood light, which was refreshing. The medicinal fragrance escapes.
If it weren't for the strange dark red lines on it, no one would have thought that such a blood-colored elixir that looked like a work of art could be made from the corpses of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight people.
"No, why is there a medicine corpse missing!"
Emperor Jiaming swept away his consciousness, but he keenly discovered that this elixir was far from what he had imagined.
As long as the Nine Transformations Longevity Pill is missing one medicine corpse, it will not be able to achieve the legendary heaven-defying effect.
"Are you looking for me?"
In a small compartment of the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace, a drug tester who should have been dead long ago, dressed in coarse linen clothes, floated out of the room and looked at Emperor Jiaming with a smile.
"Who are you?"
Emperor Jiaming endured the pain of being burned by the fire and asked with a hint of fear on his face.
At this time, his national destiny had been shattered, and he relied entirely on the remaining magic power in his body to protect his body from being devoured by the fire.
However, the appearance of this person at this time was obviously not part of his plan.
He calculated that the three crazy Taoists would come, that he would be defeated in the battle, and even that his own members would betray their relatives, but he did not calculate that there would be someone hiding in the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace, waiting for his appearance.
"You must be curious as to why I appear here."
"And you haven't noticed anything yet."
The drug tester said with a smile.
Emperor Jiaming didn't speak, but his eyes showed that he wanted to know everything.
The drug tester did not disappoint him. He took out a token from his arms, waved it and threw it in front of Emperor Jiaming. Emperor Jiaming saw the token clearly in the light of the fire.
"This is the token of the head of the Alchemy Department..."
Emperor Jiaming said bitterly that with this token, he could enter and exit the formation of the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace without him noticing at all.
"Actually, I could have killed you directly outside just now. Do you know why I keep you here until now?"
The drug tester slowly spoke.
"Who are you......"
Jiaming Emperor's child hole suddenly zoomed in, and he suddenly thought of the relationship between the drug tester in front of him and the three crazy Taoists.
"Yes, this is one of my clones."
He Ping'an's figure flashed and transformed into the appearance of three crazy Taoists.
After he discovered Emperor Jiaming's plan in Chengxian Valley, he arranged for this clone to enter the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace and serve as one of the medicine corpses.
Confused Emperor Jiaming's vision and hearing.
It's a pity that even though he reacted quickly, he still couldn't save those in the Immortal Valley.
When Emperor Jiaming saw this, he immediately waved his hand to grab the bloody elixir.
By this time, he already knew that it was impossible to practice the Nine Transformations Longevity Pill he wanted.
Let's swallow the pill in front of us first and regain some of our health.
"Is this your half son of Shengtian?"
He Pingan smiled calmly and said, no matter what Emperor Jiaming did, the bloody elixir not only did not fall into Emperor Jiaming, but instead moved further and further away from him, drifting towards He Pingan.
"How are you doing?"
Emperor Jiaming suppressed the despair in his heart and asked anxiously.
At this moment, a tongue of fire rushed towards him, immediately igniting his clothes.
The grab just now had used up the last bit of mana in his body.
At this time, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no resistance at all.
"Of course, I will help you complete this Nine Transformations Longevity Pill."
He Ping'an smiled slightly, his figure floating on the sea of fire, as if he was walking on fire.
"Impossible, where can I find a drug tester now..."
Hearing this, Emperor Jiaming showed a hint of disbelief at first, but then he saw He Ping'an wave one hand, and countless pills of different colors flew out from his sleeves.
Although these elixirs are of different grades, without exception, they are all useless elixirs!
"If there is no drug tester, create a drug tester!"
After He Pingan finished speaking, all the useless elixirs rushed towards Emperor Jiaming's mouth.
Emperor Jiaming looked frightened, and suddenly thought of something. He wanted to blow himself up and die, but found that the remaining body had been controlled by He Ping'an's magic power and could not move at all.
Pieces of waste pills fell into the mouth of Emperor Jiaming. Under the catalysis of He Ping'an's magic power, they all turned into various liquids and seeped into Emperor Jiaming's remains.
"Well......"
However, after swallowing more than thirty waste pills, Emperor Jiaming's stomach began to churn and he wanted to vomit. It seemed that his body could no longer hold so many waste pills.
"Swallow it!"
He Ping'an's face darkened, and his magic power surged out, completely suppressing Emperor Jiaming's body reaction, and countless waste pills poured into his body again.
In the end, Emperor Jiaming's body could no longer hold so much liquid, and the broken parts of his body began to leak purple-black liquid.
"Does it feel uncomfortable?"
"Is it painful?"
"Those people from the Drug Testing Department and the Immortal Valley all died like this..."
He Ping'an looked at the dying Emperor Jiaming calmly without any mercy.
The reason why Emperor Jiaming is not dead yet is entirely because He Ping'an's magic power is keeping him alive.
"Well......"
Emperor Jiaming wanted to speak, but he could only utter a meaningless sob. However, the fluctuations in his soul were captured by He Ping'an.
"You say I'm crazy?"
He Pingan said with a smile: "I am originally a madman, and my Taoist name is San crazy Taoist!"
"Today, Pindao will let you know what it means to treat others the way you want and treat them with kindness."
He Ping'an waved his hand to disperse the magic power that maintained Emperor Jiaming's physical body. Emperor Jiaming immediately kicked his feet, and the poisonous gas attacked his heart and died.
A ray of confused soul floated out from the corpse, just when it was about to fall into the netherworld...
"receive!"
He Ping'an pointed his finger, and his powerful spiritual consciousness turned into a giant hand, grabbing Emperor Jiaming's soul and controlling it above the sea of fire.
Occasionally, a wisp of flame would burst out from the sea of fire and fall on Emperor Jiaming's soul.
The pain that immediately burned Emperor Jiaming's soul was unbearable, and his soul fluctuated endlessly.
The pain in the soul is a hundred times worse than the pain in the body.
Emperor Jiaming was in so much pain that he couldn't even commit suicide.
At this moment, He Ping'an waved his hand and lit a ray of magic power, awakening Emperor Jiaming's soul.
"How does it feel to watch yourself being made into an elixir? Today Pindao is here to show you how it feels."
As he spoke, He Ping'an stretched out his index finger and tapped it lightly. The magic power surged, holding Emperor Jiaming's body and falling into the true fire of the sun. In a few breaths, Emperor Jiaming's body completely turned into a wisp of blood-colored medicine. liquid.
"go!"
He Ping'an waved his hand and activated the pill-making technique, and the blood-colored liquid immediately melted into the already formed Nine-turn Longevity Pill.
"You crazy person...ah..."
Emperor Jiaming's soul kept screaming. He had imagined countless outcomes, and the worst-case scenario had come to pass.
But he never thought that he would be trained into an elixir and become the last piece of the puzzle of the Nine Transformations and Longevity Pill.
As the Nine Transformations Longevity Pill was completed, the sky suddenly changed color. Countless dark clouds gathered over the Eternal Life Palace, surging in mid-air. Purple-gold electric snakes shuttled back and forth among the clouds.
"Is this a calamity?"
In He Ping'an's eyes, divine light burst out, looking into the void through the cover of the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace.
Many monks who had not left around the Hall of Eternal Life also felt a sense of oppression in the air at this time.
Especially the purple-gold electric snake in the clouds, the slightest hint of power leaked out makes people feel frightened.
The monk, who was timid by nature, immediately turned into a ray of light and left the area shrouded in dark clouds.
But most of the monks felt the endless spiritual power emanating from the Nine-turns-Wanshou Furnace, and immediately understood that this was the elixir refined by Emperor Jiaming in the Nine-turns-Wanshou Furnace, which caused the elixir tribulation.
"What kind of elixir is being refined to cause the elixir tribulation?"
Many monks were frightened, and at the same time, there was a trace of greed in their words. The elixir that could cause the calamity must be extremely extraordinary.
You must know that when Tao Zhenren and his two men refined the Pure Yang elixir, although it was fake, the early steps were the same and neither caused the elixir catastrophe.
Thinking of this, many monks flashed and flew towards the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace.
"Boom!"
At this moment, with a loud noise, the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace suddenly rose from the ground. The huge furnace body brought countless earth and rocks flying out, and flew quickly towards the outside of Xuanyang City.
"No, the elixir is going to fly away."
"Stop the alchemy furnace and don't let it fly away."
"Could it be that the Dog Emperor is not dead..."
For a moment, everyone was in disarray, and countless escaping lights lit up, chasing the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace that soared into the sky.
Even some old hermits who still maintained a wait-and-see attitude during the battle between Emperor Jiaming and the three crazy Taoists were also alerted by the movement of the Nine Transformations and Longevity Pills being completed, and flew towards here.
