At this time, the emperor's fingers had all sunk into his wrist, as if they were one. The old man's fingers had already turned up and didn't want to touch the emperor's body, but the palm root couldn't leave. It had been integrated with the emperor's palm root and looked like a flower. If the situation continues to develop like this, his hand will eventually be integrated with the emperor's body. A mighty howl burst from the old man's lips. His sleeves danced wildly, and huge waves arose in the dark green pool, which was shocked back by the wall of the stone pot, making a loud noise like a war drum. The emperor's body floated in the pool, as if it had no weight. By the full attack of the dragon dragon spirit, there are more cracks in the soul fire shields on his body. The surface of the pond water has eroded countless fine bubbles and festering. But his hand still clung to the old man's arm. More accurately, his hand was like being born on the old man's body. With the concussion of the pool water, their sleeves were gradually broken, their arms were connected together, and their bones and flesh were connected in one place, which could no longer be separated. As the fusion process continues, the two people are getting closer and closer, and their faces are in front of each other. The old man clearly saw the indifference and calmness in the dark pupils of the emperor. The emperor can also clearly see the fear in the old man's eyes, which is the real fear. The old man can no longer bear the fear of being swallowed up, so he has to lift the heaven and earth in the pot. Although the heaven and earth in the pot are lifted, there is still no way to separate from the Emperor Ming's body, but at least there is no need to be soaked in this wine like green pool... The old man thinks about these things and suddenly feels that there is something wrong. Some key words flashed through his mind. Unable to leave the pot of heaven and earth, the highly toxic pool of water, the control of the spirit... "Ha ha ha!" The old man suddenly laughed wildly, almost shed tears, looked at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty is really great. It can affect my spirit. Let me almost believe that these are true!" The emperor looked at him quietly and said, "these are true." The old man roared, "no! Everything is an illusion! You can't scare me! " As soon as the voice fell, he turned his mind and made the pool in the heaven and earth pot turn quickly into a vortex. His body and the emperor's body are like stones in a whirlpool, which are constantly washed. Before long, the soul fire shield on the Emperor Ming was completely eroded, and the pool rolled over. Numerous small blood holes appeared on the emperor's face, and then gradually dispersed. His body was also corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing golden and jade like bones, with fine bubbles on the surface. I don't know how long it took, the whirlpool in the green pool gradually subsided. The pot of heaven and earth opens slowly, the pool water returns to the ground, and the night sky rises again. The old man stood by the pond and looked at the water in silence. Qingping gathers again and covers the dark green water. There is no residue in the water except the strange bones left by the big demon that year, not even residue. The old man looked around the town devil prison. Those soul fires like the little dark emperor have flown out of those cracks and are slowly dissipating into nothingness. The emperor is dead. The old man looked at his arm. There was no hand, no wound, no trace. What happened just now is really an illusion. Thinking of the thrilling scene of the previous moment, the old man flew to the top of the cliff with lingering fear and walked outside the town magic prison. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation