boom!!

Divine power exploded all over the sky, and a huge force that was enough to crush the mountains descended and fell on this place.

In mid-air, two golden divine swords were shining brightly, showing their majesty at this moment.

Rays of golden divine light bloomed, and for a moment it was like two suns appearing, competing in mid-air, blooming with endless divine power.

If you look carefully, you can find that although the two golden magic weapons are both golden swords, their styles are not similar.

The whole body of the Yueshan Sword is dark golden, with layers of mountain textures engraved on the blade. The blade is as thick as natural. Although it is extremely powerful, it looks extremely simple. If it does not show its majesty, it would be like an ordinary weapon. generally.

But the Emperor's Sword that appeared in front of him was different. The blade was bright, with dragon patterns engraved on it. It was extremely gorgeous. At this moment, the spirituality within it revived, and the dragon patterns on the blade began to stretch, like a real dragon resurrected, possessing the power of decision. Combat strength.

The two faced each other and collided in mid-air, and the overwhelming divine power they unleashed could easily destroy the entire imperial mausoleum or even sink the entire mountain range if it were leaked to the ground.

The reason why this was not the case at this moment was simply because the two sides were wrestling, and the forces between the two were opposing each other and canceling each other out, so that the surrounding area was preserved.

But this balance of power is destined not to last long.

Outside the wall of the imperial mausoleum, Zhong Qiu stepped forward, and streaks of blood shot up from his body, suppressing all the light and pouring directly into the Yueshan Sword, making the simple dark gold sword shine brightly, making it even more dazzling at a glance. Already.

He is burning his blood, using his master's power to bless the Yueshan Sword, fully activating the power of the divine weapon contained in the divine weapon, and increasing its divine power.

boom!!

A burst of blood energy rose to the sky, and with the influx of blood energy, the golden Yueshan sword let out a soft cry, and the mountain textures on the entire blade began to move, as if something was activated, and the power in it completely began to explode.

The next moment, the Yueshan Sword slashed downwards, and a golden sword light fell from outside the Nine Heavens. The whole world was trembling slightly, and a large area of ​​void was shattered, unable to withstand such a powerful force.

The golden Imperial Sword began to retreat, and there were faint whining sounds. The originally bright blade seemed to be dimmed, being suppressed by the Yueshan Sword.

"The Emperor Qiantian Sword, which was formed in the hands of Taizu Taizong and carried the blood of the ancient Emperor Ming, is no longer good after all..."

Zhong Qiu sighed softly, holding the golden Yueshan knife in his hand, and his whole body was shining.

His blood energy was strong, like a furnace. At this moment, the blood energy all over his body surged up, directly submerging this place.

This is an extremely astonishing scene. If an outsider sees it, it will be enough to shock them. If they want to worship it as a god, they will almost be shocked.

Even though these people in front of them are all strong men who have seen a lot on weekdays, they can't help but be horrified when they see this scene, and their originally firm and flawless martial arts will is cast a shadow.

"This is really, what a rich spirit..."

They were shocked and sighing.

The blood energy of the innate warriors is already powerful. If it is fully unleashed, it can cover the surrounding area for dozens of feet. The powerful ones among them can even condense blood pillars and rise into the sky.

But even the most powerful among the innate ones have to sigh and concentrate when facing Zhongqiu at this moment.

The blood in his body was so thick, it was like an ocean with almost no end in sight, which was shocking and enviable.

"If Taizong was here back then, I don't know if you would have dared to say this..."

In the distance, that old voice sounded, and the voice seemed to be much older.

The moment when Qian Tiandi's sword was repulsed, along with the spiritual wail, his vitality seemed to have been severely damaged, and he seemed even weaker at this moment.

"Maybe." Zhong Qiu was noncommittal and said calmly: "The Emperor's Sword is not as good as the Yueshan Sword. It is not as good as a magic weapon. It's just that you, the leader of the army, are too far behind me."

"If Taizong were here, the result would naturally be different."

"But then again..."

He spoke again, this time with a sigh: "If Taizong is here, there is no need to use the emperor's sword. With just one punch, I am no match for him."

"In the final analysis, victory or defeat depends on the strength of the person. The power of the magic weapon is just an embellishment."

He shook his head and said, then stepped forward.

The golden Yueshan sword was flashing. As he moved forward, the power of the divine weapon revived again. The golden sword light fell from the sky and penetrated the sky, as if it was about to split the world with one sword. The pressure in it was unbearable. .

Ahead, the Emperor's Sword was dim. Although it was spiritually damaged, it still rushed into the sky and tried its best to block the attack. However, it was defeated in the end and was directly knocked away, unable to stop it at all.

This is an unparalleled blow. With the power of a master to control the divine weapon, Zhongqiu can be said to be almost unstoppable at this moment. A single imperial sword cannot change anything at all.

Because, although the essence of the Emperor's Sword is high, it is only a weapon after all. Only with a suitable master can it exert its due power. Facing Zhongqiu who already holds the Yueshan Sword at this moment, he will naturally not be his opponent. .

Excluding the Emperor Sword, although there are many powerful people at this moment, as far as Zhong Qiu is concerned, there is no one left.

boom!!

The unparalleled majesty exploded, like a golden sun suddenly exploding, and the golden sword light flashed across the sky. Once the power contained in each sword light erupted, it could easily destroy a mountain. At this moment, it all exploded , and suddenly the land in front of him sank.

The entire imperial mausoleum collapsed in the blink of an eye, and everything in it was destroyed. Occasionally, some patterns could be seen flickering, but they were quickly annihilated and were directly destroyed by the power of the divine weapon contained in the Yueshan Sword.

During the eight hundred years of the Qian Dynasty, the imperial mausoleum went through a long period of construction, and there were special protection techniques specifically designed to deal with this moment, but all of them were in vain at this moment.

Facing a peak master holding a divine weapon, all means here are useless. Unless Taizu Taizong is resurrected, no one can control him.

With one blow, the eight-hundred-year-old imperial mausoleum collapsed!

After sweeping away the ruins on the surface, Zhong Qiu walked to the center of the imperial mausoleum. On the way, there were already more than a dozen blood stains on the roadside.

They were not killed by him, but died from the aftermath of the Yueshan Sword just now. Unable to withstand the remaining power of the divine weapon, they were all buried with the imperial mausoleum.

Even the owner of the old voice seemed to be like this. After one blow, there was no sound again.

"It's very helpless and makes people feel hesitant..."

Walking on the ruins of the imperial mausoleum, Zhong Qiu walked very slowly, stopping from time to time and looking at the surrounding ruins with memories in his eyes.

"If it's possible, I actually don't want to..."

He murmured to himself, the emotion in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he regained his composure.
Chapter completed!