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The atmosphere of the whole scene solidifies again, and the intention of killing comes along with it. However, they do not fight after all. A crack in the void emerges, and the thunder like sound comes from it and reverberates in the waste land.

Boom

Then, the huge figure suddenly fell down.

It turned out to be Jinwu.

Shua!

People look at it.

Li Yi looks dignified.

After stabilizing his body, Jinwu swept around and tried to struggle from the pit. As a result, a big hand was pressed down, carrying a thick Taoist Dharma and the emperor's Qi. Each thread exceeded hundreds of millions of Jun and collapsed the sky.

With a puff, the golden blood spurted out, and the face of Jinwu turned pale, and his breath was also short.

Emperor.

People suffocate, the first time retrogression, only Li Yi in the forward, open the immortal golden body, the spread of potential, the emperor's Qi machine isolated, he took a few steps to Jinwu.

Jinwu looks at him.

Li Yi said, "you want to leave here."

Jinwu smiles and coughs up blood again, but soon in the void crack, the emperor's killing falls again, covering all.

Li Yi raised his head and opened his deep pupil. The reincarnation eye was in vain enlarged. The black whirlpool flowed out, connecting with the void, and forcefully submerged the emperor's attack.

People were shocked.

Even Jinwu also showed an incredible look. How powerful is the black swordsman? Is he a success?

Samsara eye through the crack, he saw the man, is a great emperor, tall, towering, like a mountain, giving people an inviolable solemnity and precipitation.

It's powerful.

Just a glance, Li Yi has a feeling of being seen through, his face pale, quickly closed the samsara eyes.

Jinwu gasped: "you are more powerful than I imagined."

Li Yi said nothing.

Jinwu said with a smile, "but you are too late."

The curse of the gods is coming soon. He has no time. Even if Dacheng is now, he can not calm down the turmoil.

He's too late.

Yes, it's really late.

Li Yipu opened his eyes: "you are injured."

Jinwu took a look at the healing crack, pressed his voice and said, "we can't revive the altar, we can't let them open the channel, we can't

"They have opened it," Li said

Hearing this, Jinwu was shocked and his eyes became complicated. For a while, he didn't know what to say.

"What do you see?" Li Yi asked

Although he tried to calm himself, the waves in his heart were still rippling.

That world, everything terrible, terrible strong.

And the bloody hand.

Thinking of this, Jinwu stares at Li Yi and says solemnly: "his hand is still there."

He?

Li Yi frowned.

"Jinwu said again," you must rush over. I think the elder left you something. Go quickly. "

It is a terrible big hand, still has the blood to flow, it presses on that piece of land, like the huge mountain, suppresses the strong existence.

He couldn't get close to it. He couldn't see the pictures inside.

But he has a feeling, that is, Sheng Qi's hand, he is suppressing the strong existence, he left something to the black swordsman of the post era.

The gods, together with the great emperor, tried to conquer it, but never succeeded.

Li Yi's heart set off waves.

Jinwu then said, "how long do you have?"

Li Yi thought for a moment and replied, "about 20 years."

"What do you want to do now?" asked Jinwu

Li Yi swept them: "kill them."

If you want to calm this terrible turmoil, you must first face the present Protoss, the emperor family and the Dayun swamp. They are the continuation of the temple of the setting sun. Once the great emperors or gods return here, they will gather again.

Of course, this has already happened.

"Black swordsman, you are not alone," he said It slowly stood up, the wound is healing, his eyes become sharp, the breath wave more and more powerful.

Oh!

The deep and turbid cry spread all over the sky and the earth. It seemed that Jinwu was back to its peak period. It was full of blood and waves. He suddenly looked in a certain direction, and the killing intention in his eyes seemed to gush out.

It was anger.

Facing the anger of the emperor.

The powerful people of the imperial clan were terrified. They didn't know what happened. When they met the sight like that, they just wanted to escape from here.

However, the killing of Jinwu has been covered. It revives like an ancient beast. Its killing intention is confused with anger and drowns a group of powerful imperial clan.Among them, there are strong saints, sage king, and even a great holy land.

But in the face of Jinwu's anger, they all want to leave here for the first time.

Jinwu roared: "emperor clan." The two low words, heavier than Mount Tai, collapsed everything. When the wings stirred up, the whole sky was dark, leaving only his golden body burning.

The powerful of the imperial clan are retreating and resisting.

Jinwu said again: "black swordsman, if one day you step into such a state, don't forget that you still have a friend."

Li Yi's heart touched.

Boom

With the sound of killing, the scream reverberated confused and never subsided for a long time.

Jinwu is too powerful, like a demon God, invincible. He killed the strong man of the imperial family, and no one could resist it. Even though he revived the great saint soldiers, he suppressed him.

It wasn't until about twenty minutes or so that the terrible battle calmed down.

Jinwu's momentum suddenly weakened. He puffed and coughed blood. His face turned pale again. His body became smaller and his whole body was shaking. Until this moment, many people noticed a wound on his chest.

It had been healed before, but now it has been split. The wound is very big and has the size of a face. At a glance, it can be pierced, but the inside is actually empty.

That's the location of the heart.

He chuckled: "Jinwu's heart has a majestic life. I have been watched by them. The man just now is the emperor of the imperial family. His name is Kunwu."

Li Yishen took a deep breath: "so you now?"

Jinwu gasped: "I'm going to die. The heart of the monster is the root of the monster. Without the heart, if I lose everything, there is no difference with death."

In fact, he can still live, but his realm will decline, and his life will slowly wither. Maybe he can live for decades, more than 100 years

However, no realm, for him, more difficult than death, he did not want to bear that torture.

Li Yi said, "I'll bring it back for you."

Jinwu seemed to smile: "I can't get it back. He's integrated. Moreover, I'm very tired."

Li Yi is silent.

Jinwu opened his eyes and stared at him. His voice was amplified in vain: "but I have something for you."