Struggle is doomed to be useless.

Emperor Mang could only watch as the mysterious emperor lifted the brush in his hand and inhaled the second drop of blood ink.

The second magical power - a drop of ink penetrates the soul.

This magical power combines the power of painting with the power of the soul, and then compresses it to the extreme, ignoring any physical defense, and goes straight to the soul.

Whoosh!

Bloody ink flew out and submerged into Emperor Mang's body.

The latter's whole body was shaken, his aura quickly weakened, and most of the momentum brought about by his ultimate sublimation was suppressed.

Emperor Mang's eyes were filled with only horror.

The body as huge as the galaxy was completely defeated in front of the opponent.

"No! This emperor is not willing to give in!!"

Emperor Mang was roaring in his heart. This was the most frustrating battle for him, and he could only be forced to remain still, waiting for the death sentence.

This made him feel that he was not a great emperor, but just a piece of fish to be slaughtered by others.

He looked at the mysterious emperor in front of him.

Under the mask of floating shadows, there seems to be an endless void that cannot be penetrated, which is deep, mysterious and terrifying.

"The third pattern turns marks into spirits."

Lu Nianli absorbed the third point of blood ink that was differentiated.

Turning marks into spirits can temporarily imbue the marks of paintings with spirituality, making the painted objects 'alive' for a short period of time.

Cangsheng's pen outlines the universe.

What he depicts is a woman with the head of a human and the body of a snake.

It was the human ancestor who had transcended to immortality long ago.

The human ancestor appeared under the influence of the blood ink and the common people's pen. Even though it was just a trace of transformation, it still exuded the irreversible divine pressure.

At this moment, even Emperor Mang's proud body began to decay.

The blood of the great emperor is spilled all over the world.

Emperor Mang had already smelled the breath of death.

"No! This emperor cannot die like this!!"

Under extreme anger, Emperor Mang's soul was burning, trying to break free from the prison of his heart.

"I can accept death!"

"But I will never accept to die in this way!!"

With his roar, a strong aura erupted from Emperor Mang's body, impacting the prison of the heart again and again.

Once, twice, three times...

In a short period of time, he had hit countless times.

Bang!

Finally, at a certain moment, Emperor Mang's physical body exploded, a body comparable to the explosion of a galaxy, causing turmoil in the world.

The void continues to collapse, time and space are distorted, the universe is reversed, and the five elements are no longer visible.

This is the unparalleled magical power of an extremely sublime emperor who fights for his life.

The huge body was gone, leaving only a tiny figure standing in the center of the turbulent world. Although the figure was small, the aura was terrifying to the extreme.

"This emperor wants you to die!"

"Extreme skill! Swallow the sky!"

Behind Emperor Mang, a black hole slowly opened, expanding crazily from a point, and all the dust from the universe was sucked into it.

The endless suction force quickly affected Lu Nianli.

Lu Nianli's figure was shaking. Facing such a terrifying suction force, he felt as if his soul was about to be sucked out.

The fifth line on Cangsheng's pen lights up.

The magical power of the fifth pattern was obtained when he entered the Nine Netherworld to find his mother, painted fairies and commented on thirty-six women, and broke through the realm of Tao Palace.

Its name: When the Emperor falls, all things come to life.

The magical power of this pattern is not about killing or guarding, but it really begins to touch the power of the common people, which means a qualitative change in the realm of painting.

It also means that he is beginning to truly unleash the power of Cang Sheng Bi.

The emperor's downfall of all things is the way to salvation, and it is a completely opposite magical skill to the fourth pattern magical power "Lock the Heaven and Cut Off Life".

Lu Nianli raised his brush and sketched, painting fairies who were compassionate and compassionate in the world.

The fairy sitting on the lotus actually madly absorbed the life force when Emperor Mang's body exploded.

The Mang Emperor swallowed up all the people.

The emperor writes to save the common people.

This is a fateful showdown.

The power of the common people gathered together to block the endless terrifying suction force.

The world is in turmoil, the void is shattered layer by layer, and the final battle between the two emperors seems to reach another dimension.

Even other great emperors can no longer spy here.

"This emperor has swallowed the sun and the moon. He has fought countless battles in his life and has never failed. Even if he dies today, he must not remain ignorant."

Emperor Mang knew that he had lost this battle.

He was completely restrained by his opponent.

It's just that he is unwilling to do so. He doesn't even know the true identity of his opponent. If he dies in such an unknown way, he won't be able to die in peace.

"Who are you anyway?"

The black hole behind Emperor Mang was getting bigger and bigger, and even his own body and soul were being swallowed bit by bit by the black hole.

The Mang Emperor, who claimed to have swallowed everything, was at the end of his rope.

Lu Nianli didn't speak, just shook his head gently.

Emperor Mang suddenly laughed, his tone no longer so arrogant, as if he understood something, "Your power doesn't seem to belong to you."

Lu Nianli was stunned, wondering how Emperor Mang found out.

Emperor Mang sneered, "A true emperor will not behave like you at the end of his life. That is not the style of an emperor."

After that, the black hole behind Emperor Mang began to shrink.

At the same time, Emperor Mang's body and soul were also swallowed by the black hole, and only half of his arm was left.

His voice still echoes throughout the world.

"You don't want people to know your identity, but I want to reveal your secret."

The black hole dissipates.

The pressure of swallowing the sky and the earth also disappeared.

However, Emperor Mang's arm moved, moistening things silently. It seemed that there was no threat, but it was also unstoppable, ignoring obstacles, time and space, and everything.

It doesn't seem to have any lethality.

Lu Nianli couldn't sense it either, but he could see the arm flying towards him, and he couldn't even stop it.

The arm finally stopped three inches in front of him.

At that moment, the blocking of the shadow mask seemed to have lost its effect, and he felt that his true appearance had been seen.

The moment this feeling occurred, Emperor Mang's arm suddenly trembled, and immediately the ashes completely dissipated.

There was only one spiritual light that escaped towards the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Oops!"

Lu Nianli was shocked.

The emperor's method was so weird that he even wanted to expose his identity before he died. He immediately swung the Shura Demonic Sword to cut off most of the aura.

A very small part of it escaped into the distance at a faster speed.

"Three seconds left!"

Lu Nianli was planning in his heart.

Three seconds are enough for a great emperor to do a lot of things.

He could stop the aura, but there were more important things waiting for him to do.

His eyes turned to the world of the world that was still drifting slowly. The most important thing at this moment was to reunite the second sister with the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
To be continued...