Feeling the emperor's luck completely dissipate, Chen Qing sighed.
Although this entire heaven is vast and majestic, there is no treasure that can be taken away, only the energy of death.
"Brother Jian, let's go meet the emperor's true body and see if there are any treasures or insights that catch our eyes?" Chen Qing asked.
Jian Wushuang nodded and did not object to him. He came to this heaven with the purpose of hunting for treasure. If he did not find the treasure, it would be called not doing his job properly.
Just as he was about to leave, Di Qing, who had been standing at the back of the crowd, suddenly rose up and rushed straight towards the emperor's true form deep in the heaven.
"Damn, I knew this guy had no good intentions. Brother Jian, hurry up and catch up!" Chen Qing shouted in shock, suddenly stopped on the soles of his feet, and chased after him.
Jian Wushuang did not hesitate and started almost at the same time as Di Qing started.
Three streams of light-like figures chased after each other, and in just a moment, they reached the deepest part of the heaven.
In front of him is the pedestal, which is the true form of the emperor wearing Mo Yu Liuyun Emperor's uniform!
Being so close, Jian Wushuang could clearly see the face of the dead emperor.
His facial features are handsome, but there is also a bit of restrained gloom in the depth. Perhaps it is because his face is so handsome that the deep and gloomy texture of his facial features is covered up.
For such an emperor who has long since perished, his eyes are now closed tightly, as if he is taking a nap, making it impossible to tell that he no longer has any breath or luck.
Di Qing turned around, glanced coldly at Jian Wushuang and Chen Qing, and then took steps without any scruples, walking among countless vines of black lotus, approaching the throne of the emperor.
Chen Qing was furious and directly released his Yan power, and prepared to fight with him regardless.
Jian Wushuang caught him in time and shook his head calmly, as if he had no intention of fighting or snatching.
Chen Qing also knew that Jian Wushuang was very thoughtful, and there must be some kind of plan to stop him from fighting. After snorting angrily, he gave up the fight with Di Qing.
But he still couldn't help but said, "Brother Jian, are we really not going to go and investigate? That is the true body of the emperor. If there is any treasure of the emperor, it will be swallowed by that guy."
"Don't worry, let's wait and see first." Jian Wushuang said without any worry, the old god said.
When Chen Qing saw this, he had no choice but to pause on the spot, staring angrily at Di Qing's back.
Walking in the lotus path with long strides, Di Qing seemed to be unable to restrain her inner excitement, her golden eyes full of anxiety.
After walking more than a thousand steps, he finally stood in front of the majestic emperor's throne. Facing the resting emperor's body, he swallowed his throat and stretched out his hand to touch it.
But in just a moment, Di Qing retracted his palm like lightning.
His outstretched right hand was covered with dense scars. Divine blood was dripping from the scars, which stung extremely.
The emperor's real body wore the Moyu Liuyun Emperor's uniform, which was made up of pieces of dark ink feathers. The tail ends of each piece of ink feathers were too sharp, so the impatient Di Qing didn't notice. to, and was injured.
But he didn't care at all, the scars on his palms healed instantly, and then he stretched out his palms and placed them on the heart of the emperor's true body, impatiently realizing.
Chen Qing was dissatisfied, "This damn thing actually wants to take everything for himself. Sure enough, everyone around Mr. Mo is not a good person."
Jian Wushuang did not listen to Chen Qing's complaints. At this moment, his eyes were focused on the lotus path covered with black lotus behind Di Qing.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but the black lotus that stood still seemed to have grown much taller and bigger than before.
He began to feel that there seemed to be something wrong in this strict and silent heaven. As if to confirm his idea, the next moment, the black lotuses in the lotus paths on both sides suddenly grew wildly, and then they all twisted and twisted towards Di Qing in front of the Prime Minister's throne.
How could Di Qing, who was in the midst of excitement, foresee such a crisis? When he reacted, thousands of tentacle-like lotus necks directly wrapped around his limbs and dragged them down.
This horrifying scene happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everyone reacted, Di Qing was already surrounded.
Chen Qing suddenly grinned and said happily, "Is this retribution coming so quickly?"
However, all this was just the beginning. An overwhelming trend quietly spread out from the throne.
Immediately afterwards, a dark blue flowing cloud spread out from the top of the emperor's true body's head, and quietly condensed in the air a dark blue bird with a six-pointed head and golden eyes.
"Bah!"
Just a clear cry, and the irresistible sound wave swept through the entire heaven instantly. Jian Wushuang felt that his heart could not bear it and burst.
Chunqiu and Cui Jing, who were in a slightly weaker state, even vomited blood and became weak.
The sound of clear air is so terrifying!
Such a bird flying out from the top of the head of the emperor's true body, carrying boundless momentum, hovered in the air, with a majestic look in its golden eyes.
Then, it changed suddenly and turned into a flowing cloud, directly entering Di Qing's immortal body.
"Uh-huh!"
Unbearable screams of pain resounded, Di Qing's skin was tearing, and divine blood was rolling down, as if it could not withstand the general situation in the body and might explode at any time.
"You have a good body, but it's a pity that you dare to covet the last breath of this emperor. I can only destroy you!"
A cold, solemn and irresistible majestic voice resounded.
The immortal body of Di Qing's Dayan Immortal was being destroyed irresistibly.
When Chen Qing saw this, he couldn't help but said in a low voice, "Brother Jian, let's run away now. If it's later, it will be too late..."
Jian Wushuang nodded slightly and quietly retreated with his steps.
Such an irresistible emperor's aura, even the weakest one, is unimaginable. If they are stubborn, they will only end up with their heads smashed.
The four figures slowly retreated, trying to move to a certain distance, and then flew out of the heaven in one go.
But then, Di Qing's figure stopped exploding, and his bloodshot red eyes suddenly looked at Jian Wushuang and the others.
"You must be the thieves under Zhenwu Yangzuo. Let me use my last obsession to kill them!"
"Run!" Jian Wushuang's heart suddenly sank. He directly released his Yan force and suddenly pushed Chen Qing and the others thousands of feet away.
But he himself could no longer escape. Di Qing, dripping with divine blood all over his body, had quietly come behind him.
The palm with the extremely hot breath was pressed against Jian Wushuang's back, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave, and he didn't even think about resisting.
"Run away..." Di Qing's voice came from his belly, and he barely affected the emperor's obsession in his immortal body!
(End of chapter)