In that swamp of nothingness, Zhao Tieleng's face changed drastically when he saw the Emperor of Tang in a golden dragon robe.

"Zhao Tieleng, when you see me, you won't kneel down!" A majestic voice sounded from the mouth of the man in the golden dragon robe. Zhao Tieleng trembled all over and instinctively wanted to kneel down, but when his knee was bent halfway, he instantly woke up. He was no longer a general of the Tang Dynasty, but the emperor of the Yunjin Empire, why should he kneel down to him?

"Li Changsheng, I want me to kneel down for you and wait until you destroy the Taoist sect!" Zhao Tie snorted coldly, then stepped forward, and directly punched the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. A terrifying force teared the void and directly hit the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Then he saw that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty suddenly shattered, shattering together, and Zi Yang standing next to him.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tieleng was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.

"Hahaha, it turns out it's just an illusion, let me break it!" A loud roar came from his mouth, and then the surrounding scenery collapsed rapidly, and the scene returned to his palace.

Seeing all this, Zhao Tieleng laughed loudly: "I just said that Ziyang was plagued by the curse of life and death. Why should he dare to come to the Yunjin Empire? Even if he really dares to come, how could I not know at all? Come out, the boy from the Changsun family, you can't stop me alone!"

As Zhao Tieleng's words fell, Changsun Wuhui's figure staggered and rushed out of the shadow. His face had turned pale, and blood was seeping through the corners of his mouth.

"It turns out to be Wuhui's nephew. I think only you who have practiced the spell can sneak into my palace without knowing it. It's a pity that your spell is too far from your father's. Tell me, is it that I come to my palace to surrender to me? Don't worry, as long as you are willing to serve me, I will immediately give you the title of King Changshun!" Seeing Changsun Wuhui's embarrassed look, Zhao Tielong laughed.

"I am here to atone for my sins!" Changsun Wuhui roared, and then he saw a powerful aura on his body constantly spreading. As this aura spread, his body also ages rapidly. However, in the blink of an eye, he has once again turned into a white-haired old man, and he is still growing old rapidly. He is launching a spell at the cost of his life.

As he said, he came to atone for his sins, to atone for his father, and he never thought of going back alive.

The power of life quickly dissipated, but the aura became stronger and stronger, so powerful that even Zhao Tieleng's face changed.

"Die!" Changsun Wuhui roared from his mouth, and a black and white beam of light shot out from his body instantly, shooting towards Zhao Tieleng at full speed.

Zhao Tieleng's face changed drastically, and his body quickly retreated back. He even grabbed a palace maid with one hand. He grabbed a hand in front of him.

With a "swoosh", the palace maid was shot by a black and white beam of light, and she saw her vitality disappear quickly. Her originally beautiful face instantly turned into old age, but her death did not weaken the beam of light, but instead became more powerful.

Zhao Tieleng's face became extremely ugly. Is this an unsolvable spell?

"Forget it, if this broken body is destroyed, it will be destroyed!" Zhao Tieleng's sigh came from his mouth, and then he saw a phantom rushing out of his body. As soon as the phantom blew out, the black and white beam of light had already shot on his body. He saw black and white runes flashing continuously, constantly passing through his body like an earthworm, and his body also withered quickly.

Seeing such a scene, and seeing Zhao Tieleng who had already flown into the air and gradually appeared in his body, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Changsun Wuhui's mouth: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I have really tried my best!" When the words were finished, Changsun Wuhui, one of the four heroes of Chang'an, fell to the ground, completely losing his life.

As for Zhao Tieleng's soul, a sigh came from him. He would almost fall into the same dilemma as Zi Yang and be entangled by the curse of life and death.

It’s also a thank you for practicing the Taoist sect’s soul-free method!

But now he has to find a new body again. He doesn't want to spend twenty years growing slowly...

In the backyard of Jinyun Palace, with the roar of Mr. Second, the Lord of the Punishment Hall and the three former heads of the Punishment Hall fell to the ground at the same time.

Facing the extremely strong Mr. Second, their faces also had a gloomy look on their faces.

As the hall master of the Punishment Hall, Wuqing has now reached the fifth level of the realm of consciousness and is even about to break through to the sixth level of heaven. Such cultivation was actually shocked by Mr. Second roaring? You know, Mr. Second, is the worst-in-class among the three gentlemen in the Tang Dynasty?

How many experts are there like Datang?

Seeing the bone palms that were falling in the sky, the eyes of the few people were filled with despair, but when they saw that the extremely powerful bone palm was shattered by a purple dragon soul, the few people suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, so what if you intercept me here? How could the Purple Dragon Destiny be so easy to fall?"

"Is that true?" Mr. Er snorted coldly at the sarcasm of Wuqing Taoist, Gu Jingbubo, and then sat on the ground and continued to grill his own barbecue. Obviously, eating is the most important thing for him.

"Could it be..." Wuqing Taoist was about to say that, but he saw a painted black hand poking out of the void and grabbing the rushing dragon soul, and his face changed immediately.

The same expression also happened on the faces of Su Yi and Li Haibei. When they saw the purple dragon soul tearing the big handprint apart in one fell swoop, they all smiled, but the smile lasted for a moment and then completely stalemate on their faces.

Just because the giant black hand grabbed the purple dragon soul, the dragon soul struggled wildly and dragged it into the void with force.

Zhao Feiyun's face became extremely ugly. His eyes were wide and he looked into the air. When the purple dragon soul disappeared, his eyes almost glared out. What's going on? How could the purple dragon soul, which was born with him, be dragged away? How could this be possible?

He did not notice that Zi Chen did not move at this time, just because there were constant sounds of strange roars in the depths of his life sea, which was the sound of the purple dragon soul rushing. Even in the face of the two drops of essence and blood of the Dark Emperor and the Qing Emperor, the purple dragon soul dragged into Zi Chen's life sea was still struggling wildly, wanting to break free from this space that made it feel afraid.

Dark Emperor and Qing Emperor are all famous and powerful figures of the human race in the ancient times. Each of them has the power to destroy the world, but this is just two drops of essence and blood. Apart from the remaining a little of their aura, there is not even a trace of residual soul left behind. Such a little breath is not enough to scare the Purple Dragon Soul. What he is really frightened of is a certain existence in the depths of the sea of ​​life.

As the purple dragon soul was dragged into Zi Chen's sea of ​​life, the thing that made Zi Chen feel extremely at ease became even more manic and wanted to break out of the sea. If the aura of the Qing Emperor and the Dark Emperor had not been suppressed, they would have already emerged from the deep sea.

The more manic that existence was, the more uneasy the Purple Dragon Soul in the Sea of ​​Life was, and the more crazy it was struggling, trying to break through this space, as if it was feeling the uneasy of the Purple Dragon Soul, and the impatient thing in the depths of the Sea of ​​Life. The dark emperor's essence and blood of the Qing emperor's essence and blood were shining brightly at the same time, blocking the entire sea of ​​life. Dark golden lights continued to shoot out from the Dark Emperor's essence and blood. Some merged into Zi Chen's body, and some emitted a thousand-foot light, completely covering the entire sea of ​​life.

It also completely isolated all the breath of the sea of ​​life.

"Roar!" A deafening roar came from the depths of the sea of ​​thought. Then I saw a huge wave of water in the golden sea of ​​fate. A huge phantom rushed out of the waves. As the phantom erupted, the purple dragon soul, who had just had a wave of anxiety, made a choking sound of despair. Then the phantom opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the purple dragon soul that was hundreds of feet long in one mouthful. The huge body once again penetrated into the depths of the sea of ​​thought.

As the water waves gradually dissipated, the sea of ​​life also returned to its previous calm, but one-third of the essence and blood of the Dark Emperor had disappeared. These one-third had completely integrated into Zi Chen's body, waiting for Zi Chen to completely refine the energy in it.

"Puchi!" As the purple dragon soul was swallowed in one mouthful, Zhao Feiyun, who was closely related to the purple dragon soul, spurted out blood on the spot, and his whole body fell from mid-air and fell to the ground fiercely.

His face had turned blue and purple, just because he knew that his purple dragon soul had disappeared, completely disappeared, as if it had been swallowed by something.

Unlike Zhao Feiyun's purple face, Zi Chen's face turned red instead, with a faint glow revealing a hint of light, and the whole person burped with satisfaction.

He didn't know that the existence deep in his life sea was the most noble fate that blended the purple gold dragon soul fate and the red phoenix fate, the destiny!

But he knew that it was himself, just like Zhao Feiyun's purple dragon soul.

Now that Zhao Feiyun's purple dragon soul has been swallowed up, what qualifications does he have to marry Ye Zhihan?

"Brothers, the wind is tight, huh!" Zi Chen laughed loudly, looked at the big sedan chair in the open space, then grabbed it with one hand, and directly tore a piece of void.

Li Zi County, Lin Xubai heard this sound and rushed towards Zi Chen's torn void. Li Haibei and Su Yi were shocked and were about to pursue. At the same time, an extremely thick stick appeared above the heads of the two, forcing them to dodge to the side in a mess. In a vague way, two rabbit figures were seen sank into the void, and Lin Xubai and Li Zi County had already escaped from the void.

"Ye Zhihan, you are mine. Whoever dares to marry you except me will destroy anyone!" After leaving this extremely arrogant words, Zi Chen also stepped into the void in one step!
Chapter completed!