The result of killing together is the outcome Yu Chang would never want to see.
Because he has a unique feeling about the unparalleled sword. That feeling is kind and has some factors that are unclear.
It would be the biggest mistake to kill him so blatantly.
Seeing the two emperors who were deadlocked in front of them, they had an unparalleled sword that was almost dying, and a secret smile came up at the corners of their mouths.
He did not expect that the master of the immortal body he occupied could make Yu Chang beg for mercy.
In this way, I'm afraid zhenwuyang won't kill anyone.
Indeed, as he thought, zhenwuyang also fell into silence and stopped fighting.
Because he is a part of true Wuyang. Once he completely falls, true Wuyang will never be easy, or even will no longer be an emperor.
Without waiting for his proud smile, his face suddenly changed, and then the emperor's body accelerated to break.
"No, no, how... How is it possible? How can you not be dead! "
The sword is matchless and shouts loudly, and the emperor's body is shaky.
"Huh?"
Zhenwuyang and Yuchang wondered at the same time why he was so impolite.
But then, the constant spilling of emperor's blood and the accelerated demise of emperor's Qi made them aware of the change.
"Didn't the matchless little friend who was captured the immortal body fall?" Yu Chang was surprised.
Zhenwuyang can't believe it. Even if the sword is unparalleled and can defeat the three turn Dayan immortal, it is impossible to persist for so long under the swallowing of the emperor's luck, and it hasn't died yet.
But the change of the emperor's body still made them have to believe that the unparalleled sword did not die!
……
In the boundless mind.
At the moment, the sword stood in the crazy sand and looked pale ahead.
In front of him was the emperor Zhenwu, who was almost angry.
"Give me back my fairy body and I'll let you go." Sword matchless said weakly.
In such a war between emperors, he was a complete witness. Even if his mind was perfect, he was on the verge of collapse.
Emperor Zhenwu was so angry that he didn't expect that jianwushuang would still be alive.
"By you? court death! Now you voluntarily fall into a deep sleep. I'll spare your life, or I'll kill you on the spot! "
The sword is unparalleled. You sigh and say no more.
The next moment, his back suddenly opened a dark blue black feather that blocked the sky and the sun!
With the black feather unfolding, a bird chasing treasure that almost occupies more than half of the sand sea of God appeared.
It is covered with dark blue wings and has six corners, and each corner is of different colors, magnificent and mysterious.
Then, it slowly opened its eyes, and its pure golden pupil seemed to see through everything in the universe.
It was a desolate, ancient and lonely breath, from the ancient times, unimaginable.
With the appearance of this bird chasing statue and the unparalleled change of the sword, the originally angry Zhenwu emperor felt a deep chill at the bottom of his heart.
He never thought that there would be an imperial breath in the depths of the unparalleled divine consciousness of the sword!!
"Uh --"
The emperor's Qi was fragmented, the emperor's blood gushed, and the emperor's body was miserable.
In the void, the sword is rolling wildly, and the Qi is declining rapidly.
Zhenwuyang and Yu Chang looked at each other, and then made joint moves. The emperor's Qi turned into a chain and completely bound him.
Then, the old people of the ancient Yuan Dynasty were also in place. They worked together to release their own Qi and reshape the wasteland empire!
The void is mending, and the endless gravel and powder gather again. The Qi of nearly 50 people looking at the ancient yuan is too terrible to repair any large world.
The wasteland empire was completely restored in a few decades.
Seeing this situation, zhenwuyang directly stretched out his hand and waved, and the earth uplifted to form a towering sacred mountain.
Then the two emperors joined hands and tied the sword on the holy mountain.
With the last ray of emperor's luck, he had no movement.
"Emperor Zhenwu didn't die?" Yu Chang asked Zhenwu Yang.
He nodded. "No, but I can feel him falling into a deep sleep."
Yu Chang said again, "can you let unparalleled little friends leave?"
Zhenwu Yang frowned slightly and finally shook his head. "No, if Zhenwu doesn't get rid of it for a day, he will be sealed here for a day until Zhenwu is stripped from him."
Yu Chang is silent. He can't make a decision, and zhenwuyang's decision is indeed the optimal solution.
If Zhenwu is not stripped for a day, it will be a disaster. The sword is unparalleled. Naturally, it is impossible to get out of bondage.
Zhenwuyang wanted to say something, but in the end everything was put into a sigh.
In this war between emperors, the final result was not satisfactory.
Emperor Zhenwu fell into a deep sleep. His imperial body was fragmented, but he could no longer be separated from the immortal body with unparalleled sword, because they had been completely integrated.
This is an ending without an ending. It ends hastily.
Yu jianwushuang said that this was a complete disaster. He didn't do anything, so he was sealed in this wasteland for endless years.
The emperor finally left, and the wasteland empire fell into eternal silence.
In the endless darkness, the body bound on the top of the holy mountain by the chains of thousands of emperors quietly opened his eyes.
"Zhenfeng has been sealed for countless years. Zhenwu, I want you to die!"
……
Auspicious clouds return, immortality is dense, and everything returns to peace.
"Hey, hey, did you see that the elders came back from injuries, and some even suffered heavy injuries."
"What is this? I saw that even uncle Yu was injured!"
"What, what? Where did you see it? You can't talk nonsense. "
"What I cheated you to do is what I saw with my own eyes. Although it's just a distant view, it's absolutely right."
"It's still impossible. Who can hurt uncle Yu? I'm afraid our ancestors are not enough together... "
"There's something strange about this. I'm afraid the injuries suffered by the ancestors should be attributed to the forbidden area."
"Forbidden area, wasteland, forget it. Don't talk nonsense."
In the sound of discussion from high to low, from far to near, Chang Ling, who sat under the fairy tree, quietly opened her eyes.
Those noisy discussants are all the disciples under the elders and candidates for the heavenly officials around the seven emperors under the real Wuyang throne in the future.
At the moment, their discussion has a certain credibility.
The changes in Xiaojie mountain may also be related to the forbidden area.
Chang Ling was thinking involuntarily. She inexplicably thought of her free and easy body. In the imperial Taoist field, she defeated Da Yanxian with her own strength.
"Did he leave or go somewhere else?"
"Should not, the change of Xiaojie mountain has something to do with him?"
Thoughts are like a flood, out of control.
Chang Ling got up and looked at the ethereal boundless void in front of the immortal cloud.
"He must have left. How can the changes in Xiaojie mountain have anything to do with him?"