The iron gun was pulled out inch by inch from the abdomen of the Holy Empress of Tianhai, like a new bamboo shoot in the forest after the rain, but what was brought was not water drops, but blood. The iron gun was wetted by the phoenix blood, which wet her His hand fell on the stone slab at the top of the peak, burning like a holy fire.
In the firelight, her figure was very clear, and the black hair and phoenix wings dancing wildly behind her were set off extremely darkly.
The violent and angry Fengming, who was almost insane, spread from the peak of Tianshuling to all parts of the world, and in just an instant, it enveloped the entire capital. Many ascetics with a lower realm were directly stunned by the shock, and some people who were closer even exploded to death, turning into fluffy blood.
The iron spear was finally pulled out completely, and was held in the hand of Tianhai Shenghou.
She was covered in blood, standing on the top of Tianshuling, crumbling.
The night sky was cloudless, but at this time some raindrops suddenly fell, falling on her flawless face.
It seemed that she would fall down the next moment, but in the end she didn't.
With a click, lightning fell, illuminating the peak of Tianshuling, driving away those raindrops, and showing the picture of the peak to everyone.
What fell with the lightning was the Iron Spear.
The Shuangyu Divine Spear landed on the top of the Tianshuling Peak, and she was still firmly holding it in her left hand.
The mountain shook violently for a moment.
She waved her right hand, holding the tablet of the book of heaven, and smashed it towards the night in front of the mausoleum of the book of the book.
The night seemed to be nothingness, and as the clear stele broke through the sky, it unexpectedly broke through a passage in the night sky and came to the ruins of Nancheng several miles away.
The green leaf on the Tianshu stele shattered and scattered into countless strands, winding towards the Pope.
The Pope reached out, picked up the pot of green leaves in the night sky, and placed it in front of him.
There was no sound, the clear light suddenly appeared and then disappeared, the Zhaoqing Monument disappeared, and returned to its own position in the Mausoleum of Tianshu.
The green leaf has really disappeared, and there are only three leaves left in the pot.
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Tianhaisheng's body, Tao, and soul were all severely injured, and the last trace of vitality was no longer there, and he was about to disappear into the sea of stars.
This is something that everyone has confirmed, but people also confirmed that after Emperor Taizong, the real ruler of this continent, a great figure whose traces will never be erased in the history of the human race, the Holy Empress will never die quietly, It didn't suit her temperament.
Before she passed away and returned to the Star Sea, no one knew exactly what kind of crazy actions she would make and what things would be destroyed along with her.
The Holy Empress Tianhai stood on the top of the peak, looking down at the world with an indifferent expression, covered in blood, as if she was a god or a devil.
The whole world began to panic in advance.
The lotus sea is full of waves, and the lotus is in full bloom, surrounding the infinite blue.
After finishing these things, Bie Yanghong supported her seriously injured body and stopped in front of Mao Qiuyu.
Shepherd's Poetry has long since disappeared, and the elders of various families and sects hid themselves deeper into the night again, not daring to meet the eyes of the Holy Empress Tianhai. People were waiting for the last moment to come, but they also knew that the last blow of the Holy Empress before her death should be reserved for those truly important figures, not themselves.
The Empress Tianhai looked towards Luoyang City.
The night in front of the Taoist temple suddenly shattered, and the Wufeng also shattered suddenly, turning into countless space cracks, rushing towards Taoist Ji.
Taoist Ji's expression froze suddenly, several strange and difficult syllables burst out from between his lips, and a wooden sword broke through the sky from the ruins of the Taoist temple, turning into a bright streamer of light, looking at it in the night. He seemed to slash down indiscriminately, and at the same time, his figure blurred and fled further away.
Countless streams of blood were spilled in the night sky of Luoyang City, which looked like a blood line more than ten miles long.
Taoist Ji broke through the night sky and landed on the street with wounds all over his body and blood everywhere.
The last volume of the Three Thousand Dao Cang was eulogized in the language of the dragon and cut with the natal wooden sword. He still couldn't resist the Taoism of the Holy Empress Tianhai, but he survived after all.
Empress Tianhai ignored Luoyang, and looked away at an unnamed street in the southern city of Kyoto.
His Majesty the Pope was standing on the street, in the stagnant water, among the collapsed houses and corpses.
His Majesty the Pope looked at the peak of Tianshu Mausoleum, and at the disaster-stricken world tonight, his old face was full of compassion.
The whole world is extremely quiet, waiting for the final contest of these two saints.
Suddenly, the pope put down the pot of green leaves in his hand.
Shouts of exclamation resounded everywhere in the night, followed by the sound of piercing through the air. Countless powerful men from the Palace, ignoring the sight of the Holy Empress Tianhai, rushed towards this place with all their might.
Because people see it clearly, the pope is ready to let go.
His Majesty the Pope is going to leave this world with the Holy Empress Tianhai and return to the Star Sea!
Time seems to pass slowly, but actually passes normally.
Nothing happened.
The world is still very quiet.
The pot of green leaves floated slowly in the stagnant water full of corpses and bricks.
On the top of the Tianshu Mausoleum, the corners of the Empress Tianhai's lips were slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile.
She was laughing at her former companion.
It's really boring.
How can I follow your heart
The God of History stood at the end of the Shinto, looking at the peak, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
His Majesty the Pope put down the pot of green leaves, but the Holy Empress did not attack him.
But even if I can really put down that lunch box, the empress will not let me go, right
Those intricate emotions were fleeting, and History truly calmed down, waiting for the moment when the iron gun penetrated his body.
Suddenly, the starlight on the peak of Tianshuling disappeared.
A straight passage appeared in the night sky, followed by the roar of gunfire like wind and thunder!
The Holy Empress of Tianhai waved her sleeves, and the Frost Remaining Divine Spear pierced the night like lightning, and flew towards a certain place in Kyoto.
She didn't even look at History, this kind of ignorance was her true mood and attitude at this time.
The Frost Remaining Divine Spear returned to the place where it was supposed to stay—the Great Zhou Palace.
An extremely heavy crash sounded in Kyoto in the distance, followed by the sound of buildings collapsing.
Seeing him building a tall building, he built that building.
Seeing that his building collapsed, I will destroy your building.
The building cracked from the high platform, fell to the ground, and smashed into pieces.
The most famous building in Kyoto for hundreds of years, the most symbolic Lingyan Pavilion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, just disappeared.
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The torrential rain in Chenggong Ridge was still falling, and there were corpses everywhere in the rainwater. Tian Zui, the sixth god general in the mainland, is the most loyal subordinate of the Holy Empress. The Hanzhou army he led was the most powerful in the Northern Army of the Great Zhou.
Chen Guansong, the dean of the Star Picking Academy, looked at the body of the staring-eyed General Tianzui, his face was slightly pale, and there was a hint of apology in his eyes. Tonight, if he hadn't succeeded in attacking Tianzhu with the military and the strong men of the Tianhai family as a benefactor, it would be impossible to stop the Hanzhou army's army.
"As a teacher, I will definitely fulfill your will and lead an army into Xuelao City, so Tianmai... you can just rest in peace."
In the rainy night, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.
"Do you think you have the qualifications?"