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Chapter 15 The Death of Dayong(1/2)

"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree and sends out troops~~~~~~!"

"Roar~~~~~~~.~~.~.~~!"

The army of Da'ao rushed straight to the capital of King Yong.

"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree, not to kill those who surrender, but to capture the rebels and defeat them!" shouted the soldiers at the front.

For a time, there was chaos in front of King Yong's capital.

Some people are prepared to make a heroic sacrifice regardless of life and death, but more people have already intended to surrender.

"boom!"

Before Dayong's army arrived, a vigorous battle broke out within Dayong's army.

High in the sky.

"Hahaha!" Gu Zhengyi burst into laughter.

"boom!"

The eight Ancestral Immortals took action at the same time. At this moment, Gu Zhengyi suddenly withdrew his Heavenly Dao and allowed the huge power of the Eight Dao to impact him.

"Be careful!" Wang Jingwen exclaimed.

Wang Jingwen is still waiting for revenge.

In the distance, the faces of the eight ancestors also changed. I originally thought that Gu Zheng would resist tenaciously for a while and then arrest him again. Moreover, Wang Jingwen had previously told him that they must be captured alive.

Unfortunately, no one expected that Gu Zhengyi wanted to die!

There was no resistance at all, and the eight ancestors and immortals were allowed to attack together.

The eight ancestors wanted to take back their power, but it was too late.

Gu Zhengyi was enveloped by eight devastating impacts. At the last moment, Gu Zhengyi looked in the direction of Zhongshan. Looking at the huge floating island, Gu Zhengyi showed a complicated smile.

"Boom.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Gu Zhengyi was drowned in the destructive energy.

"No!" Wang Jingwen flew over frantically.

It's a pity that everything is too late.

On the dragon chair, Zhong Shan looked at Gu Zhengyiyi who chose to commit suicide in the distance.

There was no surprise on Zhong Shan's face. It was as if he had already predicted the outcome. Finally, he sighed slightly and said, "After all, you are still the same Gu Zhengyi!"

"Emperor of Heaven!"

"Emperor of Heaven!"

In the capital of King Yong, a large number of loyal ministers knelt down and cried as Gu Zhengyi left.

At this moment, the winner is the king and the loser is the loser, there is no one to blame!

Gu Zheng died one by one, and Dayong completely collapsed. The army of Dayong conquered the capital of King Yong more and more smoothly.

The few stubborn resisters were unable to make any movement under the iron hooves of Da'ao.

Wang Taowen flew nearby and searched everywhere for Gu Zheng's broken body. However, after searching for a long time, he only found a piece of clothes. It was gone. His body was broken into pieces, his body and soul were destroyed, and there was nothing left.

"Gu Zhengyi, you bastard~~~~~~.~~~~~~!"

Holding the only hem of his clothes, Wang Jingwen looked up to the sky and felt sad, not because of Gu Zhengyi's death, but because he couldn't kill him with his own hands.

"Sir!" The eight ancestors sighed slightly.

The eight ancestors cannot be blamed for this. It was Gu Zheng who was seeking death and could not stop him at all. At this time, he could only comfort Wang Jingwen not to be too sad.

On the other side, two saints.

Wang Gu led a group of ancestor immortals, and Luo Xingchen led a group of ancestor immortals, constantly surrounding and killing the two saints.

The two saints have been severely injured by Zhong Shan. Each saint faces thirty ancestors. Even the saints are a little unable to bear it, especially among these thirty saints, there are also tyrannical people.

For example, King Skeleton!

A saint overdrafts and mobilizes the power of heaven and earth.

One palm collided with the twenty ancestors, while the other palm faced the king skeleton.

Behind the king skeleton, nine strong men from the skeleton clan were accumulating power for him.

"Boom~~~~~~~~.!"

The saint's figure trembled.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The arm facing the King Skull fought to the extreme. Blood suddenly burst out from the arm, and the bones were broken. The bones of the King Skull's arm were also broken.

"The magical power of injury!" Wang Skull shouted.

The broken bones of King Skeleton suddenly recovered strangely.

"The Bronze Throne!"

The skeleton clan's throne suddenly fell from the sky and pressed hard against the saint.

A huge sickle suddenly appeared in Wang Skull's hand.

"boom!"

When the bronze throne was pressed down, the huge sickle suddenly cut off one of the saint's arms.

The saint's arm was broken? The thirty ancestors and immortals became more and more excited - Piao Tian Literature - and took action with all their strength again.

"roar!"

The ferocious impact caused the saint to retreat step by step, and his whole body was covered with blood. He seemed to have reached his limit in mobilizing the power of the world. After all, the time he could mobilize each time was limited, otherwise the load would be too great and he would easily collapse.

One goes and the other goes, the harder it is for the saint to exert his strength, the more ferocious King Skeleton's group becomes.

On the other side, the same is true for Luo Xingchen.

Thirty ancestors and immortals! Working together, their power is astonishing.

There is no way to the sky, and a large group of ancestors and immortals are surrounding you, giving you no chance to escape.

The two saints became more and more anxious as they fought, knowing that if things continued like this, they would fall sooner or later.

"roar!"

The saint fighting against Luo Xingchen suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power and broke away from the ancestors. He obviously used some kind of secret method to stimulate himself - Piao Tianwen - but the sky had been sealed and he could not escape at all.

Not falling?

"call!"

Turning his head, the saint suddenly rushed into a huge black hole below.

The unopened places in the Nine Palaces City Palace!

"You are crazy!" the saint who fought with the king skeleton screamed.

"This is the only chance!" the saint said bitterly.

"not good!"

Luo Xingchen's expression changed and he quickly chased after him.

"Time is forbidden!" Luo Xingchen shouted.

"call!"

Luo Xingchen rushed down. Luo Xingchen had great magical powers and was about to catch up with the saint, but after all, the saint was a saint.

"boom!"

Stardust fell from the palm of his hand, and his whole body screamed and shot into the black hole of the earth.

"call!"

In the blink of an eye there was no trace.

Luo Xingchen also followed closely.

"call!"

Luo Xingchen, who had just flown in, flew out in an instant, his body covered in blood and his eyes showing horror.

"Don't go in!" Luo Xingchen shouted.

The other ancestors and immortals suddenly stopped.

When the Saint who was fighting against the King Skeleton saw him, he immediately swayed and wanted to rush down.

But at this moment.

"Harvest in the apocalypse!" Wang Skull shouted, and his body expanded tenfold.

"call!"
To be continued...
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