Summon the Emperor System

With a lonely courage to fight to the death, maybe you can still die vigorously, but despair can only be exchanged for faster forgetting after death.

"Aww~"

"Master Dog, I haven't made a move yet, how can you all fall down?"

"Aww ow~"

With all kinds of assistance, Zhao Xitian's dog hair stood on end as if he had been blasted by thunder. He couldn't bear it any longer, and flew out, uttering a mad wolf howl: "I want to tear the sky!"

"Tear!"

Under his sharp dog claws, the space was torn apart like a piece of newspaper. Under that incredible force, the dozen or so Daoist priests in front were torn apart, blood burst!

Desperate.

Three thousand roads, groaning weakly.

A single dog can kill more than a dozen avenues in one go.

In front of the mighty Dragon Empire, these existences standing proudly at the peak are really like what Zhao Hao said: rubbish, all rubbish. Waste, no one can fight!

"Bomb—"

The massacre didn't last long, and there were very few left of the Three Thousand Avenues.

"Juling!"

"receive!"

At this time, Zhao Hao was already floating in the void, looking down to observe the entire battlefield. At the same time, under the guidance of his power, the exploding spiritual energy beads from the heavens and worlds kept gathering towards him and were collected by him.

...

Behind the Three Thousand Avenues Palace, on the top of the Avenue Peak, under the ancient Bodhi tree.

The creators of the three thousand heavens and worlds, the ultimate origin of all things, the source of black and white Dao, the two gods sit in front of the chess board, their expressions have never fluctuated at all, they are still leisurely and calm.

The old man in white with a kind and kind face, and the man in black with a cold and stern expression, have been quietly observing this epic battle.

The man in black played with a chess piece in his hand and said, "The chessboard seems to be about to collapse."

The old man in white smiled and said: "It can't be collapsed, it can't be collapsed, it's just a small chess piece destroyed, it won't break the whole chessboard." He grabbed a handful of chess pieces from the chess urn: "One thought, the heavens and myriad worlds are infinite!" , the two of us are sitting here, how could the chessboard collapse?"

The man in black had a calm expression, and said, "From what you see, is Zhao Ritian a player who wants to play chess, or does he want to overturn the chessboard?"

The old man in white smiled and said: "In the Dao, Wang Tu's hegemony is just a cloud, and eternity is just a bubble. He may not know it, or he may know it. In fact, in his heart, he wants to pursue the true free self."

"Ah."

The man in black sneered: "That's because he wants to control the chess game."

The old man in white said amusedly, "How long do you think we can last with our three thousand disciples?"

The man in black squinted his eyes and said: "Zhao Ritian has an independent main god who can create all things. His supernatural powers are not inferior to you and me. He also has a large number of strong people who are separated from the 'Tao' to assist. Those strong people are indeed very powerful. Powerful. But he himself is not strong enough to defeat everything. In this battle, as long as the strongest seven sons in the Three Thousand Ways make the determination to die, he may not be able to win."

The white-clothed old man looked leisurely: "Sheng Tianyi, but if you can prove the Tao, let's continue playing chess."

...

"Boom boom boom!"

With various magical skills and the sound of war drums, the gods and generals of the Dragon Empire slaughtered with blood.

"Boom--"

"Boom--"

Three thousand avenues of corpses on the battlefield of the avenue of corpses, the shattered primordial spirit, floating in the blood-stained void.

At the center of the avenue battlefield, at this moment, there are still seven people who have abandoned attack for defense and huddled together. They sacrificed a defense with the strength of their lives, struggling to support it. However, the defense has been broken, and it seems that it can't last for a while.

These seven people are the seven people at the top of the pyramid of the Three Thousand Avenues, the Seven Heavens of the Avenue.

Under the force of a bombardment, the defense of the seven people was shaken, and the corner of Tianxiang's mouth was bleeding, and he showed pain: "This battle is hopeless."

The other six people had sad and desolate faces at the same time.

As the head of the "Thousands of Tribulations" Tianxiang, the first avenue that controls thousands of avenues is said to be hopeless, so it is really hopeless.

"Zhao Ritian proves the Tao by killing. We have no hope of winning, and we must die if we lose." At this time, Xiaohan, the 'Dragon's Way', seemed to have made up his mind, and gritted his teeth: "Then, there is no need to hesitate anymore. Incarnate, suppress him forever!"

The catastrophe of the 'Hell Avenue' showed reluctance, but without hesitation, he said cruelly: "Okay, it's better than dying in vain. This way, it's equivalent to dying together."

"Avenue of Sword" Qiancheng nodded, with a sad look on his face: "That's fine."

'Avenue of Stars' Feng Yao sighed with emotion and sadness on his face: "That's the only way to go."

"But..." Nine Shadows of the 'Day of Shadows' said in a deep voice: "Even if the seven of us break out of Taoism, self-destruct, and become Taoism, Zhao Ritian will surely be able to break through the suppression with the help of three thousand gods and generals."

'Xiaoyao Dao' Lemon seems to be indifferent to life and death, and smiled lightly: "Then Zhao Ritian practiced the 'Slaughter Dao', but he cultivated the 'Summoning Dao', these dragon empire powerhouses, they are not in the Dao, they are out of the Dao, Naturally, they will not fall into the Dao. As long as Zhao Ritian is destroyed, the powerhouses of the Dragon Empire will naturally be wiped out."

"boom--"

At this moment, under Jin Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, Xing Tian's giant axe, Xiang Yu's fist, and Nuwa's spiritual power...the defense of the seven people collapsed.

In the seventh heaven of the Great Dao, one after another was knocked to their knees on the ground.

Also at this moment...

'Dragon's Way' Xiaohan vomited blood and shouted loudly: "Why are you still hesitating?"

"boom!"

The avenue is the seventh heaven, and the light shines from the body.

"Hahaha, Zhao Ritian, sleep forever with us!"

"boom!"

In the center of the avenue battlefield, seven people blew themselves up collectively in an instant, but instead of bursting out their flesh and blood, they turned into bursts of colorful light, filling the entire avenue battlefield.

This scene, like a rainbow bomb exploding, is extremely gorgeous.

"Fuck!"

The gods will be amazed.

"I'm so overwhelmed that I blew myself up!"

"Nimma, it's really true that if you can't beat him, you kill yourself on the spot!"

"admire!"

The gods will shout again.

At this moment, Zhao Hao, who stood proudly in the air, was also shocked, and his expression changed.

All the gods come from the system and are separated from the 'Tao'. At this moment, in their eyes, there is nothing strange or abnormal, but Zhao Hao is different.

In Zhao Hao's eyes, the entire Dao battlefield is spinning, and the cracked Dao battlefield has turned into a rainbow-like vortex of Dao.

He heard the voices of seven people: "Emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, love, evil desires, transformed into Tao!"

Just listen to "Xiaoyao Dao" Lemon shouted: "Tao begets all things in the world, sages beget virtuous begets nature, yin embraces yang, begets biochemistry, is infinite."

"The Dao of Myriad Tribulations" Tianxiang shouted loudly: "Enter the Tao!"

"Om—"

Suddenly, Zhao Hao was pulled into that rainbow-like vortex.