Chapter 1972

"Yes."

The emperor slowly approached her.

"Has your decision changed now?"

Last time, Zhiyu resolutely rejected her proposal for integration.

This time, Tianzu is at a dead end. It seems that she has no choice.

"Can you conquer the way of heaven?"

Her eyes looking at the emperor were full of hope.

But the latter did not give her a positive answer.

"Maybe."

Zhi Yu was immediately disappointed.

"Why?"

"Weren't you sure last time?"

Her voice became a little excited because of her emotion.

"Doesn't it mean that the way of heaven will become weak after countless masters are killed by provoking a full-scale war between heaven and Xian?"

"Now there are no more than one elite of the heavenly family, and the immortal family experts are all dead and injured. Should the heavenly way be weakened to the extreme?"

"Isn't this the perfect situation you want most?"

"How come you're not sure?"

Facing her question, the emperor was not angry.

She just calmly explained.

"The heavenly family is not a creature conceived by the way of heaven."

"And I didn't think it could turn the word of the LORD into its own weapon."

She really didn't think of it.

Otherwise, when she killed the thousand yuan holy master with Jiang Cheng, she would definitely try to stop the heavenly way from reclaiming the remaining holy world.

"The Tao of heaven is indeed several times weaker than before."

"But with weapons, it is not so easy to deal with."

"Especially Wudao sword. It's too dangerous. I'm not sure if I can stop it."

"And that stone pen, you should be glad that the will of heaven is in control."

The words of the emperor made Zhi Yu a little confused.

"Why?"

"Isn't the will of heaven the strongest?"

The emperor said lightly, "the will of the heavenly way is indeed the strongest, but it will only build up strength, not as much as we creatures."

"If the stone pen were controlled by any immortal clan, the damage would be even greater."

Zhi Yu thought it over carefully. It is true.

If someone else manipulated the Mingyuan pen today, he could play 10000 tricks, and there was no need to fight head-on.

That is impossible to prevent.

"Fortunately, other people's consciousness should not be able to control the stone pen. Even if it can be controlled, it will not exert much power."

"Do you think it's the only stone pen?"

Zhi Yu's pretty face changed slightly, "is there any other weapon in the heaven?"

The emperor nodded naturally.

"Don't forget, there are four saints in the fairy family."

"They are all dead, so Tiandao has four more weapons. Plus Qiu Yuxuan, Tiandao is much more dangerous now than before."

"How could this happen..."

Zhi Yu finally showed her despair.

Not to mention Qiu Yuxuan's Dao less sword, no one has been spared so far.

That stone pen alone has made her consume a lot and give her all.

Three more, how can you stop it?

"No!"

"Now the others..."

She could not sit down any longer, and immediately ran after her in a hurry.

The emperor seemed right in his prediction.

Just half an hour before their dialogue, the Lu Tian people led by master Xingyou bumped into the Guichen flag.

This is a transformation from the holy realm of Zhimi.

The effect is very direct, that is, the longevity of the target.

This effect looks a bit chicken.

Whether in the yuan or heaven, most people have no trouble with life.

At the level of the venerable, live hundreds of billions of young and relaxed.

No matter increase or decrease, it is basically irrelevant.

However, the will of heaven is too strong. Under its control, the Guichen flag has played the effect of clearing Shouyuan.

Let your life be as long as the sky. If you become zero, you will still be dead.

When Zhiyu arrived at the scene, she saw bodies all over the ground.

Everyone died peacefully, without the slightest scar on his body, let alone the trace of fighting.

However, everyone is very old, because they all die naturally.

The only living person is Xingyou Guoshi.

But at this time, he was dying.

When Zhiyu helped him up, the once high spirited great prophet was almost out of breath.

Seeing Zhi Yu, his eyes burst out with the last brilliance.

It seems that I want to say something, but I can't even mobilize my spirit, let alone send a message.

The shriveled lips moved back and forth slightly, but they could only emit the sound of exhalation.

"It's no use. He still has half an hour at most."

The emperor calmly made a judgment.

"It seems that he failed to stop the weapon attack made by the holy realm of Zhimi Holy Lord."

Zhiyu can't be as calm as she is.

"Can we overcome the way of heaven if we merge and the God reappears?"

"Can you save all the remaining clansmen?"

The emperor shook his head.

"I said, I'm not sure."

In the presence of a yuan scholar leader who was dying after being killed by the Tao of heaven, it was like a reincarnation to discuss the resurrection of the God of the year.

However, the master Xingyou of the party concerned has been unable to express any attitude.

"Who is sure?"

Zhi Yu shook her head painfully.

She suddenly thought of the man again.

"Jiang Cheng! Is Jiang Cheng sure?"

Like a drowning man, she grabbed a piece of driftwood. She couldn't wait to ask, "if I ask him now, will he help us?"

"You think too much."

The emperor said lightly, "even if he is willing to help you, what do you think he can do to resist the will of heaven?"

"This man is amazing and has some incredible explosive means."

"But those means are just trifles in front of heaven."

"Once the Tao of heaven attacks him, he cannot protect himself."

The last glimmer in Zhi Yu's eyes also faded gradually.

"So, I can only integrate with you?"

The emperor said expressionless, "there is at least a chance to integrate with me."

"Without integration, there will be no chance."

She believes that Zhiyu will make the right choice.

Because she wants to protect Tianzu more than anyone else.

"After integration, will I really lose all my self-awareness?"

"I don't know."

The emperor shook his head again.

"I haven't fused. I can only speculate that... Probably."

Zhi Yu is silent.

But at this time, other places may be under attack by two other heavenly treasures, and there is not much time for her to hesitate.

Finally, she made a decision.

"I promise you to merge, but you have to promise me one thing."

The emperor knew that what she wanted was to keep the heavenly family.

"Yes."

The fine eyelashes fell slowly, and Zhi Yu closed her eyes.

"Let's start."

When the two fingertips touch each other, the fusion officially begins.

The figure of the holy emperor gradually dissipated between heaven and earth, and Zhi Yu's eyebrows lit up and flashed, and her whole body was already shining like the scorching sun.

Xingyou Guoshi, who once participated in the killing of the gods, became the only person who witnessed the rebirth of the gods at the last moment of his life.