The man wore an imperial crown, an imperial robe, and held a dark golden sword in his hand.
His face was blurry, yet it was hard to look at him directly.
He stood in front of the black dragon that was almost transformed into a demon, and slowly raised his sword-holding hand.
As he raised his hand, countless starlight emerged from the void and poured into the dark golden sword in his hand, completely covering the dark golden sword body, as if it had transformed into a larger golden sword.
Behind him, it seemed as if all living beings appeared to be worshipping him, and under his feet, a golden dragon surrounded by star mist was faintly visible.
Even though they were separated by a space, Luo Wusheng could feel the power of this sword that made his mouth dry.
But the black dragon, which was targeted, felt like it was trapped in a mortal dream, and could not muster the slightest desire to resist this terrifying sword.
It saw its own miserable death countless times in its mind, and saw the figure it believed to be the "remnant of the ancient heaven" beheading it time and time again...
The seeds of fear take root, sprout, blossom and bear fruit.
Finally, the black dragon seemed to see a palace.
The layout of the palace felt familiar to it, and it eventually realized that this place was full of elements of the ancient heaven in its memory.
But it had never seen such a magnificent palace in the ruins of the ancient heaven.
Above the hall, a blurry figure was looking down at it, and gently raised a sword that was also unclear as if judging it.
The black dragon was terrified and had no intention of resisting. It completely turned into a monster and turned around to escape.
Just then, the blurry figure swung the sword.
This sword transcends reality and illusion, as if it came from eternity ago.
With one sword, all living beings bow down.
This is the sword of kingly way!
The feeling of his vitality rapidly dissipating made the Black Dragon's mind go blank, and he could only vaguely see the scene outside the palace.
Fairy mist filled the air, with only a stone tablet gradually becoming clear.
Write three words on it.
[Emperor's Palace].
Chapter 438 Your Majesty, are you trying to scam me? (3k)
The Heavenly Emperor Palace… The Heavenly Emperor Palace?!
The Black Dragon's consciousness, which was already on its deathbed, trembled violently, and became clear as if a last ray of light had come to its eyes.
One thought surged through its final thoughts.
(Emperor of Heaven... He, he is the Emperor of Heaven?)
Not just any remnant of the ancient heavenly court... but the Emperor of Heaven
The willpower brought by the last breath allowed the black dragon to turn its huge head.
But in this process, the dream-like scene in its eyes gradually became hazy, turning into wisps of red dust, and was gradually replaced by a green light.
In the end, it saw light and shadows dissipating like stardust.
Behind the light and shadow is a pale space crack.
The two pale figures behind the crack were reflected in his eyes.
Its original target looked weak, nestled in the arms of the white-robed being, and seemed to be saying something.
Then, the "suspected Emperor of Heaven" took off the white robe he was wearing, revealing a neat black robe, and then wrapped the white robe around the woman in his arms, covering her figure.
Then he hesitated, pressing his hand to the blank mask on his face.
He took it off gently, revealing a handsome young face.
That was a face that was listed as a key focus by the demons lurking in the royal city.
The black dragon's scarlet pupils suddenly widened.
The Holy Son of Demon Sect
How could he be the Holy Son of the Demon Sect
It roared with impossible questions in its heart, but the effect of the last burst of light ended at this moment.
At the end of its life, it still stared at the boy who shouldn't be here.
"Heaven...Emperor..."
Consciousness fades, but one dies with eyes open.
… …
Luo Wusheng was startled.
He and Miss Qilin had both witnessed with their own eyes that the Black Dragon's life force was completely cut off. They each breathed a sigh of relief and began to deal with the aftermath. Miss Qilin was now in an extremely weak state, and even lacked the strength to activate the storage bag. She had to rely on him, Luo, for support, and asked him to help her conceal her appearance.
He even borrowed his own mask temporarily, but he wanted to change it by himself later. I guess he didn't want people to see his true face under the mask
Luo Wusheng was just about to make a joke, but unexpectedly, the black dragon, who was thought to be dead, made its presence felt.
He tightened his arms around Miss Qilin's soft waist and looked at the black dragon in the opposite space with vigilance.
(Not dead yet? Should I give him another blow? Maxing out the power of Wuxiang should be enough, right? If not, I have to consider running away. I have left an escape route for you...)
Perhaps the tension of walking on the tightrope in front of the God of Transformation just now has not completely subsided, Luo Wusheng's mind is now very active.
"You...you don't touch..."
Luo Wusheng was startled by the slightly embarrassed and annoyed female voice that came from his ear. He moved his eyes to his arms and realized that he was nervous just now and his hand around the girl in his arms unconsciously moved up a little.
"Um, did you hear what the black dragon said just now?"
Luo Wusheng silently loosened his hands and changed the subject.
But I couldn't help but make an evaluation in my heart.
(Hmm... bra wraps are bad culture. Wearing them is like having nothing on. No wonder I don't feel anything.)
Miss Qilin finally managed to calm her thoughts and forced herself to remain calm after he stopped.
"… Talking? I wasn't paying attention."
She really didn't care about that.
After falling into someone's arms, her heart was in turmoil.
Ever since she could remember, from childhood to adulthood, including three incarnations, this was the first time she had such close contact with a man.
Especially the guy next to me... From the beginning, a scene from a recent memory kept replaying in my mind.
Ahhh! Shame on you, shame on you, shame on you!
In this situation, it is already very difficult for her to maintain her own personality, so how can she care about the black dragon whose vitality is disappearing
After thinking for a while, Miss Qilin looked through the space crack at the black dragon that was no longer moving.
She said, "Its vitality has indeed been cut off. Perhaps it was just a momentary revival... The previous attack gathered the power of the sword of my Immortal Country's ancestor emperor. Even though a lot of its power has been worn away by the passage of time, when it is fully stimulated, it is not a problem to kill a spirit who has almost no resistance and is not at its peak because of the damage to the demon soul."
What she just did could be said to be one of the biggest trump cards that her mortal incarnation uses to protect herself.
In fact, when she was trapped in the formation before, she could also mobilize the power of that sword, but in that case, she could only rely on that sword to break the formation, and then she would have to face a divine being on her own... For the best result, she would have to make this incarnation dissipate before she would have a chance to severely injure the other party.
If Luo Wusheng had not taken action, she might have made this choice.
No matter what the demon clan's plan is, if they fight to the death, they will get nothing.
But someone appeared, and faced with a god, he still took action... He didn't even doubt and stop himself from fighting the black dragon, and decisively chose to believe and provide help...
Miss Qilin leaned lightly on Luo Wusheng. Although she felt a little shy, she also had an unprecedented sense of security.
After hearing her words, Luo Wusheng looked thoughtful.
"A flash of light..."
Looking at the black dragon that had half turned around in the green space and had a sword wound on its back that was so deep that the bone could be seen, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Its life was indeed gone. There was a surge of energy in the sword wound, destroying all possibilities of survival for this demon dragon.
But I can't remember it wrongly, I did hear his last words before he died.
(Emperor of Heaven?)
Luo Wusheng touched his chin.
To be honest, when he was fooling the Black Dragon just now, he did think about playing the role of some ancient powerful being in this world, and he even thought about which lines to copy from his memory, such as "I hold the sun and the moon in my hands and pluck the stars, there is no one like me in the world", "I am the Emperor of Heaven, I should suppress all enemies in the world"
But he finally decided to be more restrained... It wasn't because he was afraid of being too much, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to face Miss Qilin later.
(Alas, my moral integrity is not as good as the real protagonist's... If it was Xiao Yuli, she should be able to accept this level of social death, right?)
But what exactly does the black dragon mean
Luo Wusheng's gaze swept across the black dragon that had already become a corpse, but involuntarily fell on a place not far away from it.
There was a piece of broken, dull jade floating there.
It was the precious jade that had just released the so-called sword of the Immortal Emperor.
The Demon Sect Saint felt a pang of pain in his heart... This was a rare stone that could withstand a top-level divine attack! Even in his own collection, there was not a single stone that could do this!
At this moment, he heard Miss Qilin in his arms take a deep breath.
"Thank you for what happened here."
The eyes behind the scale-patterned mask were somewhat evasive, but the tone had returned to its usual coldness: "If it weren't for your help this time, perhaps I would have been helpless."
After a pause, Miss Qilin seemed to remember something and continued, "Your performance just now was also very good."
If it wasn't for the fact that a certain demon sect's saint had almost brought the legendary senior powerful person to life, she wouldn't have been able to take advantage of the Black Dragon's disordered mind to activate her mortal body's magic, causing the Black Dragon's mental loopholes to expand to the limit, preventing it from exerting any of its strength.
If the dragon monster put up a decent resistance, it would be almost impossible to kill it with one blow from the worn-out Immortal Emperor.
Luo Wusheng's face twitched.
Miss Qilin is praising herself, right? Why can't she be happy at all
And what's with the pause in the middle of the sentence
"Hehe... Hehe... It's nothing, it's all I should do..."
The Demon Sect's Saint gave a forced smile and responded casually.
However, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.
(Should do?)
Miss Qilin's beautiful eyes beneath the mask swept around.
Normally, such a dangerous thing, unless there is some special relationship, should not be within the scope of "should do", right
What is her relationship with the Holy Son of Demon Sect
Friends? Colleagues? Supervisors
fiancée!
This relationship seems barely enough
"What's wrong with you? Why is your heart beating so fast all of a sudden?"
Luo Wusheng keenly felt the change in the condition of the woman in his arms.
"nothing."
Miss Qilin turned her head slightly, so as not to let anyone see her wandering gaze at the moment, and her usually cold and indifferent voice trembled slightly.
But at this moment her mind was indeed a little confused.
Originally, she was still thinking about how she should answer if Luo Wusheng asked her now why she held the jade stone that sealed the attack of the Immortal Kingdom’s ancestor emperor.
And the ability to enter dreams that she had shown before, why did the demon tribe want to capture her...
Miss Qilin is ready to reveal her true identity - "the empress's biological sister".
But she suddenly realized that the boy next to her had no intention of asking any further questions.