The five-colored light blooms in the sky.

Like colorful fireworks, or like blooming flowers in buds.

Various Taoisms and supernatural powers shine brightly in the sky.

The battle has entered a white heat from the beginning of contact.

Yan Chixia was standing tall, her eyes were like lightning, and she was powerful without anger. She had a certain degree of demeanor. She stared at the battle situation in front of her and looked around. She looked around. She had different appearances, including old, middle-aged, and young people, but without exception, her strength was all in the realm of immortals. She watched everyone speak loudly and said; "Fellow Taoists, today's battle,"

"It's not about gains and losses of each sect or a school, it's a battle of races,"

"At the end of ancient times, when the human emperor rose and defeated the demon clan, the human clan was at its peak today."

"In a battle today, you will lose. At that time, the demon clan is powerful and the human clan is weak. In the past, the demon clan can hide in the deep mountains and forests. Once the human clan is defeated, only the deceased clan will be the one who loses."

"It must win,"

"Yan swears that in today's battle, either the demon dies or the human dies,"

The clouds flashed and auspicious aura filled the Xuanyuan Sword. The scenes of human fishermen, woodcutters and farming on the Xuanyuan Sword began to slowly change. A sword light surged into the sky, staring at everyone with a sharp look. The Xuanyuan Sword was held in Yan Chixia's hand, and the power of the Earth Immortal was further enhanced.

"Taiqingdao made a vow to live and perish with the human race today," said the head of Taiqingdao, looking at Yan Chixia who was eyeing him and said directly.

"The Kunlun School made an oath......"

"Taipingdao oath..."

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"Your Majesty is your duty," Yan Chixia's expressionless face and her voice was cold. She looked at the object he had to bow to and bow to, without any respect.

"I help the remaining dragon energy of the Great Swallow. After losing the country, I can ensure that my lineage is safe and pass on it." Wearing a twelve-tale crown crown on my head, wearing a crown garment embroidered with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragons, and flower insects on it, and embroidered with algae, fire, pink rice, Zongyi, fu, and fu six-chapter patterns.

His face was old and his beard and hair were all white. Emperor Dayan looked at Yan Chixia with bright eyes at this moment.

"Yan and the Taoist Sect of the World promised that from then on, Your Majesty's lineage will be the King of Yan. No matter who has made the world, the King of Yan will be inherited from generation to generation and will be rich and honored,"

"Those who violate the law will attack the world!" The head of Kunlun stroked his beard and preached in a deep voice.

"How can there be an immortal dynasty in the world?"

"For all generations, Taizu opened the dynasty, Taizong promoted the dynasty, Gaozong was in charge of success, and Xuanzong revived. The last emperor was incompetent and lost his country,"

"I have always been accused of the throne by Emperor Xuanzong, reviving the Great Yan and recreating the prosperous era. It has been thirty years since time immemorial,"

"Now, looking around the world, the world is in chaos, the demons are chaotic, the people are displaced, and countless people are filled with demons,"

"I am not the king of the country that has destroyed, but the world has already revealed the image of the last emperor's destruction everywhere." Emperor Dayan said in pain and looked at the expressionless people everywhere. He stretched out his hand and the Xuanyuan Sword came over, stretched out his hand and stroked the sword body, and his face was straightened.

He bowed three times to heaven, and then spoke in a deep voice;

"The Prime Minister and the Mountains are the ministers who are in the world of trouble, and they are raging the world and feed on people. This city is about life and death... I wish to die and recommend blood to Xuanyuan!"

After saying that, Emperor Dayan held the Xuanyuan Sword and wiped it at his neck with a sword.

Bright red blood erupted from the neck continuously.

The Xuanyuan Sword is so bright that all the blood is absorbed instantly. The scene of fishermen, woodcutters and farming on it is clearer and more realistic.

At this moment, with the death of Emperor Dayan, a golden dragon that was originally floating above the imperial capital was already weak, some of which were blurred and their sharp claws had dispersed, but they could still maintain the shape of a real dragon. However, when Emperor Dayan died, the golden dragon immediately disintegrated, turned into countless dragon energy, swarmed in, and arrived here in an instant, constantly injecting into the Xuanyuan Sword.

"There is such a person in Dayan, and he is extremely angry," said Taiqing Taoist leader, looking at the Emperor Dayan who committed suicide and said to the death of his suicide.

"Yes, Emperor Yan has great merits, and Yanting can start a court again," the head of Kunlun echoed.

"The rest is useless. Let's discuss it after this battle." Xuanyuan Sword started, and Yan Chixia's aura began to climb up again step by step. He interrupted the conversation of several people without hesitation. Looking at Tsinghua Mountain, he waved his hand and said loudly. "The decisive battle has come," he said.

"No!" The heads of various sects responded directly, looking at Yan Chixia's eyes with a hint of heat. If you look closely, you will find that they were not looking at Yan Chixia, but the Xuanyuan Sword in Yan Chixia's hand.

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On the top of Tsinghua Mountain, the third prince reached out to caress the Demon Saint Spear. It was a two-meter-long spear, red and green, without any color, and was carved with exquisite patterns.

The battle at the foot of the mountain was breaking out, and the fierce battle was going on every moment, but the power of the immortal realm of both sides was not involved in the battle situation.

At this moment, monsters were still gathering on the top of the mountain, looking at the demon holy gun.

Like the human treasure Xuanyuan Sword, this demon saint gun also has it in the mythical world.

It was a thing of Emperor Xi. When the demon clan was first established, there were countless dead souls under the gun and many great masters killed.

However, since Emperor Xi abandoned the demon and became a human, the demon holy gun disappeared, and disappeared, and has disappeared. It has not yet been found. There are countless people looking for it in the world.

How could all monsters not have heard of the reputation of the Demon Saint Spear? Although everyone knows that this Demon Saint Spear is not real or false, they still stare at it with bright eyes.

A blue light began to spread from the Demon Saint Spear.

Senshen murderous intent overflowed everywhere, but in a blink of an eye, the monsters around him took three steps back.

A golden light soared into the sky at the foot of the mountain, and the dragon energy gathered in the distance and gathered in the distance. Yang Qifeng looked at the Great Yan Dragon Court in the distance. The real dragon that could barely be maintained had disappeared. Not only did the real dragon collapse, but all the dragon energy disappeared. Looking at the dragon energy gathered in again, how could he not know the dragon energy's feet?

Such a cruel method, the dragon energy of the Great Yan was deprived of all, and the Emperor Yan of this generation must have been forced to death.
Chapter completed!