The barrier around Bailishu and Ye Qiusheng became more and more unstable, and the space outside the barrier had collapsed and distorted. The moment the bronze throne disintegrated, the phantom of the throne also disappeared, but all of this became indifferent.
There is no longer any need for a winner in this Difen battle under the underworld.
Whether it is a desolate beast or an ancient emperor... they have all been swallowed by the distorted space.
Just like the end of the past era, the ancient emperors who defeated the desolate beasts will eventually fall one after another at the end of the chaotic era.
Ye Qiusheng took out a few formation materials and laid out a new barrier to support the moment the mask shattered—although this barrier is actually not very useful in the face of the distorted and collapsed space.
This is really a desperate business.
Once the mask is broken, both he and Bailishu will be strangled to death by the distorted space. They are gambling with their own lives—betting that the barrier will be broken first, they will be swallowed up like phantoms, or if the barrier will last until the thing is completely formed.
Ancient Emperor Talisman.
Ye Qiusheng turned his head to look at the bronze throne, the bronze token that Bailishu took out, and the bronze long table. After being broken, they condensed together and turned into fiery red copper paste again. The copper paste dripped and condensed in mid-air, gradually Outline the outline of an ancient talisman.
The complicated runes, the domineering majesty of the heaven, earth, humans and animals...
Appearing in mid-air, driven by Baili Shu's efforts to redisplay to the world, is a rectangular talisman with countless ancient characters engraved on it. Around the card, gradually formed in the red copper paste are statues of all creatures and creatures.
"The emperor casts a talisman to order the world. Wherever the talisman is ordered, the world, people and animals will follow everything."
The legendary Ancient Emperor Talisman condensed and reappeared in mid-air. When it appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be unable to withstand the power that was so overbearing that even the ghosts of the world had to surrender, and trembled.
Like an over-loaded net, the space around the Ancient Emperor Talisman also became distorted.
It seems that the moment the Ancient Emperor Talisman is fully formed, this already unstable space will shatter like an unbearable spider web, and the Ancient Emperor Talisman will fall into the endless chaotic void at that moment.
Ye Qiusheng's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
The Ancient Emperor Talisman itself is the symbol of the Ancient Emperor, and this kind of imperial prestige is even more terrifying than the revived will of the Ancient Emperor in Yanmen County. Facing this majesty at close range, Ye Qiusheng was forced to half kneel under the heavy pressure, and the ancient blade he held in his hand was inserted into the ground to support his body.
Baili Shu stood directly opposite the Ancient Emperor Talisman, facing the Emperor Talisman directly.
His face was pale, the wound on his wrist hadn't solidified, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. The golden black longbow held in Bailishu's hand shone brightly, and the phantom of a phoenix emerged from the longbow, circling around Bailishu, bearing part of the pressure for him.
When the ancient emperor's talisman really appears in front of him, people who see it will understand why the poets who pursue the ancients have the feeling of "knowing that the fate of heaven is against the side, how can we say what punishment and what blessing".
The majesty of the emperor, the surrender of heaven and earth.
Baili Shu's face was pale, and when the crimson magma-like Ancient Emperor Talisman was successfully condensed, he stretched out his bleeding hand.
The blood essence was forced out from the wrist, and rolled down on the Ancient Emperor Talisman floating in front of Baili Shu.
The Ancient Emperor Talisman, which was originally crimson like magma, quickly lost its fiery color and gradually turned into a bronze-like color as blood essence dripped onto it. On the Ancient Emperor Talisman, the last rune was condensed, and the blood dripping from Bailishu's wrist had completely penetrated into the Ancient Emperor Talisman.
At the moment when the Ancient Emperor Talisman was completely condensed, the masks around Bailishu and Ye Qiusheng were completely shattered.
The moment the mask shattered, Ye Qiusheng's defensive formation only lasted for a moment before being swallowed up by the distorted and collapsing space.
Seeing that the place where he and Baili Shu were standing was about to be engulfed by the twisted and chaotic darkness, Ye Qiusheng coughed and staggered to his feet.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the darkness that engulfed the wild beasts and the phantom of the ancient emperor, and grinned.
It worked!
"Walk!"
Bailishu on the side coughed, and blood rolled onto the snow-white skirt. In his left hand, he tightly held the Ancient Emperor Talisman, his face was bloodless, and he stretched out his right hand holding the Golden Crow Longbow to Ye Qiusheng. The Ancient Emperor Talisman gave off a faint gleam in Bailishu's hand, and the prestige carried by the Emperor Talisman itself frightened the collapsed space, so the two were not swallowed.
Ye Qiusheng didn't talk nonsense, picked up the ancient blade that fell to the ground, and reached out to grab Bailishu's wrist.
When holding Bailishu's wrist, he was slightly taken aback.
Bailishu's wrist was very cold, without the warmth that a normal person should have, and his pulse was slow and difficult to recognize.
Before he can distinguish carefully, the feeling of weightlessness hits.
Ye Qiusheng only heard Baili Shu beside him mutter something in an indecipherable language just now, and the next moment they were drawn into the space channel that was forcibly torn apart here.
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The moment the Ancient Emperor Talisman was completely formed, the Prisoner's Tower, which was already vibrating, completely changed.
A blood vessel-like red pattern appeared clearly and conspicuously, spreading all over the entire tower. The bronze beast statues in the tower room lost their bronze color, and were resurrected inch by inch as fierce and violent beasts. They let out low or sharp angry cries, and the stone gate that had imprisoned them for tens of thousands of years shattered into dust.
The huge beast broke through the stone wall of the tower room and appeared inside the prisoner's wasteland tower. Their eyes are the same blood red as the stripes.
The group of beasts neighed, and the breath of fierce beasts burst out.
The Prisoner's Tower buried in the ground came to life completely.
This is indeed a living tower!
The patterns all over the body of the tower are its blood vessels, and the desolate beasts that have lost their minds are their minions. The people who came here at the beginning set up many formations and used them to imprison and kill an ancient emperor. The evil spirit of the place where the ancient emperor was buried, the dripping blood of the ancient emperor before his death, and the remnants of the soul soaked the tower.
In the era of chaos, the ancient emperor was an existence that even surrendered to the heaven and the earth. Even if he was only a dying ancient emperor, his blood and remnants were enough to turn the prisoner's tower, which had no intelligence, into a demon.
But before that, in the deepest part of the Prisoner's Desolation Tower, there were some incomplete Ancient Emperor Talismans.
The existence of the Ancient Emperor Talisman shocked the Prisoner's Desolation Tower, so it still maintained the appearance of the formation tower for tens of thousands of years.
But today everything changed.
The 170,000 people in Bingzhou were involved in the ancient battlefield of the Difen War, and the 170,000 people who died here provided the blood for the Prisoner's Tower. In addition, the ancient emperor's talisman was taken away, and the tower that evolved into a demon was thus destroyed. wake.
"what happened?"
Zhou Wen'an frowned, holding a knife in his hand.
He and Liao Gan were back to back, their faces sinking like water, watching the strange beasts coming out of the tower room one by one through the wall.