All the four mysterious techniques of Dao Yuan fell on the body of the martial arts deity.
However, what disappointed the four Qingyan Emperors was that this Huangwu seemed to be unscathed, and the flames in his eyes were still burning!
Under the gazes of the four Qing Yan Emperors, the silver mask seemed to suddenly turn into a lake. Under the impact of the four mysterious arts, it only made a few ripples and then returned to calm.
The power of the Yuan Mystic Technique was completely swallowed up and dissolved by the Styx water fused in Moro's mask, and disappeared without a trace.
"this… "
The four Qing Yan Emperors were disappointed at first, and then panic filled their faces!
Not only was Huangwu not dead, but he was not affected at all, so the one who died... might be them!
The martial arts deity's burning eyes stared intently at Emperor Yanluo, condensing his martial spirit, and a purple-gold fire suddenly surged between his eyebrows!
As soon as the fire appeared, a strong aura of death enveloped Emperor Yanluo's head, and her soul felt a sharp burning pain!
In the sea of consciousness, her soul was originally burning with many flames.
But the purple gold flame of the martial arts master appeared, and the flame on her soul was suppressed in an instant, flickering on and off, and could be extinguished at any time!
Emperor Yanluo was really panicked.
She is different from Emperor Qingyan, Emperor Baiyu, and Emperor Scrophulariaceae.
If she died here, no one could save her, and no one might even be able to avenge her!
"Huangwu!"
Emperor Yanluo said quickly: "Let me go, I will give you a chance to ascend to the world, and I will never regret it!"
The martial arts master was unmoved, with an indifferent expression, and simply said: "I said, no one can save you today, you are dead."
"Why!"
Seeing the purple-gold flame coming down, Emperor Yanluo screamed and said loudly: "Just because I called her a bitch, are you going to kill me?"
"yes."
The martial arts master simply replied with one word.
He didn't want to say more.
If he hadn't arrived, Dieyue would have died.
The two sides have long been fighting to the death, with no room for maneuver!
As soon as she finished speaking, the purple-gold flames sank into Emperor Yanluo's sea of consciousness, and in just the blink of an eye, her soul was burned to ashes!
The fire of the martial soul in the flame of the fused soul lamp is really terrifying!
The damage to the soul of the soul is fatal!
At this point in the war, all the powerful emperors who descended from heaven with the tokens with the word "flame" hanging on their waists, including Emperor Yanluo, have been completely wiped out, and no one has been spared!
At this moment, bursts of dragons and phoenixes, tigers and ghosts roared from within the prison-suppressing cauldron.
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron obtained the blood of the Four Saints and devoured the imperial weapons of the four Qingyan Emperors. It has completely transformed and been reborn!
The next moment, the sound of Sanskrit resounded throughout the world!
The prison-suppressing cauldron bloomed with dazzling golden light, coloring the heavens. Coupled with the blazing war flames on the starry sky battlefield, it reflected the starry sky like daylight!
Endless golden light, above the sky, faintly manifested a majestic Buddha, overlooking the heaven and earth and the stars.
Under this giant Buddha, the purple-robed and silver-faced martial arts deity stands on the stars, surrounded by the phantoms of the four sacred beasts of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu. His black hair is dancing wildly, his eyes are deep and majestic, like the sky and the earth. The only god in the world!
This scene was extremely shocking.
The powerful emperors watching the battle at the end of the starry sky even had the urge to worship!
At this moment, the light from the martial arts deity covers billions of miles of galaxies, making the sun and moon dim and the stars dim!
Dieyue looked at the man beside her, seemed to have thought of something, and smiled lightly.
Back in the Tianhuang Continent, Su Zimo once left a sentence on the wall at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley.
Once the dust is gone, the light will shine through thousands of mountains and rivers.
"This is the moment."
Dieyue murmured softly.
On the starry sky battlefield.
Emperor Qingyan, Emperor Baiyu, Emperor Scrophulariaceae and other powerful emperors looked at that figure with deep fear in their eyes.
The entrance to heaven is right in front of you.
But everyone feels as if they are far away and can never go back!
An unparalleled will, powerful and thick, was pressing on the top of the three of them. No matter how hard the three of them struggled, they could not escape!
The martial arts master stepped on the galaxy, held the prison tripod in his hand, and threw it forward.
Boom!
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron shot through the air, surrounded by four holy souls, intertwined with dragon chants and Sanskrit sounds, and burst out with an irresistible momentum that could destroy everything!
Not to mention that Emperor Bai Yu was seriously injured, even in his peak state, he might not be able to block this blow!
Emperor Bai Yu's eyes widened with a look of horror. He could only watch helplessly as the Prison Suppressing Cauldron hit him, but he was helpless and unable to resist.
suddenly!
The martial arts master seemed to notice something, and there was a wave of confusion in his eyes.
After returning from hell, even when faced with the siege of nearly a hundred powerful emperors, he looked as usual and calm.
But just now, he saw a figure flashing up.
Because the speed is too fast.
With his sense of sight, he couldn't see its full face clearly.
However, in the bottom of his heart, a familiar feeling emerged.
Moreover, in this figure, the martial arts master sensed an extremely dangerous aura!
boom!
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron hit something, there was a muffled sound, and it paused instantly.
The prison-suppressing cauldron does not move at all!
Even the four holy souls just now burrowed into the cauldron wall again, and the Sanskrit sound stopped abruptly!
"Um?"
Dieyue narrowed her eyes slightly.
Just when the Prison Suppressing Cauldron was about to hit Emperor Bai Yu, a figure suddenly appeared.
This person stood in front of Emperor Bai Yu, stretched out his palm, and used one hand to throw the prison-suppressing cauldron thrown by the martial arts master!
This person raised his arm and pressed his palm against the Prison Suppressing Cauldron.
One person and one cauldron, motionless.
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron covered most of this man's body, and even his appearance could not be seen. Only the slightly skinny feet were exposed under the Prison Suppressing Cauldron.
Because of such a delay, Emperor Bai Yu and the others got a chance to breathe.
The strong will that had just enveloped Emperor Bai Yu and the three of them seemed to dissipate after this person appeared.
The three of them escaped death as if they had been granted amnesty. They didn't even have time to see who had saved them, so they turned around and ran away, rushing into the entrance to the heaven.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
Only then did the man slowly remove his arm.
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron was slightly shifted, and the first thing that was exposed was a thin shoulder and a long snow-white eyebrow hanging on the shoulder!
The martial arts master's pupils shrank slightly, as if he recognized this person's identity. He instantly let go of Dieyue's palm and moved to block her behind him!
Dieyue felt a chill in her heart.
Even when faced with nearly a hundred powerful emperors, the martial arts master always stood side by side with her, calmly and calmly, suppressing all the emperors with just one hand.
Now, facing this person, the martial artist himself was so nervous that he wanted to protect her behind him!
Who is this person