The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In the blackened world, the terrifying violent air is constantly spreading crazily.

"I'm just thinking about the fierceness that aroused this knife, how could it be unsealed suddenly?" the Great Elder asked with some palpitations.

Ouyang De frowned: "It should be because the old ancestor's seal has weakened due to the passage of time."

"The wild night is already strong. After the seal of endless years, the resentment may make it unbelievably strong. Now that someone is arousing fierceness for it from the outside, it should not be difficult to break through the seal."

As Ouyang said, De's expression became solemn, and he could no longer see the frivolity just now.

Ouyang De at this moment is like a sacrifice to God, perfect.

For him, this is not a simple distinction between good and evil, but a solemn ceremony, a ceremony to get rid of the shackles of countless years.

Ouyang De walked slowly towards the position where Lian Cangsheng was, when a long sword suddenly appeared beside him, and he jumped up for joy.

Holding the long sword, Ouyang De calmed down.

"Ding……"

Ouyang De flicked on the blade with his fingers, like a long sword with a touch of autumn red, making a pleasant sound.

"Young master..." The little boy looked nervously at his young master, the hand holding the medicine bottle had begun to turn white due to too much force.

Ouyang De smiled and said softly: "Little pig, we can go home soon, and we don't have to wander in this void anymore."

The little boy wiped his tears and nodded fiercely: "Master, you must be careful, if you lose you, the master will beat me to death when I go back."

Ouyang De smiled, looked at the crowd and walked into the center of the formation.

On the edge of the gradually darkening sky, a blood-red mist is floating on the edge, hanging in the cold black like sinking ink.

The howling of the wind is like a wild animal with its head raised, roaring at the moon.

In the fallen world, ghostly gasps and greedy laughs can be heard.

In the end, the dark clouds in the sky turned into a blood-like river, and the scarlet blood rain was mixed with endless violence in an instant, sweeping the huge heavenly palace.

A huge grimace loomed in the sky, only the pair of violent scarlet ghost eyes were exceptionally eye-catching.

Those ghostly eyes looked at Ouyang De, full of ridicule and anger.

"He can't control this sword spirit." Mo Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

The palace lord frowned: "His cultivation is the highest in our place, if he can't restrain himself, there may be big troubles."

"It has nothing to do with cultivation." Xiao Chen folded his hands behind his back, and the old god was watching the mutated world, "If the will is not strong, and the state of mind is not perfect, as long as there is a little crack, I am afraid that the sword spirit will take advantage of it and be killed. The sword spirit corrodes and becomes a puppet that pities the common people and kills the world."

At this moment, the sword energy in Jin Feng's formation suddenly rose violently, and a huge aura of awe-inspiring burst out violently.

This awe-inspiring aura condenses and does not disperse, gathers together, and rises to the sky at a very high speed.

The huge awe-inspiring righteousness turned into countless swords of righteousness, forming a huge disk of sword arrays on the sky above his head.

The sword formation disk seemed to cover the entire sky, even the weird blood cloud was covered.

Everyone watching this scene was speechless. Ouyang De's strength is probably only one step away from the false emperor.

"I have been searching for you for so many years, let us make a break today, and put an end to this endless curse."

"Life and death."

Ouyang De's decisive voice came, and a violent roar sounded.

"town."

The huge sword formation disk above the sky began to rotate.

A long sword, with a shrill whistling sound, pierced directly into the place where Lian Cangsheng was below.

This sword is exactly the one in Ouyang De's hand. With this sword, the endless sword of righteousness above the sky moves.

A large number of righteous long swords turned into a long river of sword energy and fell downward.

The sky was brightened by the sword energy, and the endless darkness dissipated.

Mo Yan stood upright and stood in front of Xiao Chen, blocking the violent storm of sword energy for Xiao Chen.

The palace lord and the great elder also set up a barrier of sword energy to block the engulfing storm for the younger son of the sect.

Zhang Dapao's face was pale, and he hid behind Xiao Chen in fright, hugging Xiao Chen's waist tightly.

"It's so frightening, it's so frightening..."

Xiao Chen punched Zhang Dapao's head with a backhand: "Grandma, there are no rules at all, can women's waists be touched casually?"

Zhang Dapao was punched, and he insisted on holding on to the pain, saying nothing to let go.

"My lord, you are a man." Zhang Dapao looked at Xiao Chen pitifully.

"What? Look at my young master's current appearance, this figure, and that point, he looks like a man."

Even though he said so, but looking at Zhang Dapao who was so frightened that he was about to cry, Xiao Chen finally let this guy hug him.

"My lord, he can't suppress the sword spirit, so I have to go out in person." Mo Yan looked back at Xiao Chen, and said in a solemn tone.

Xiao Chen nodded, if Ouyang De was really corrupted by the sword spirit, he might end up bleeding like a river.

"Hehe, hehe..."

At this moment, that gloomy smile sounded again.

The looming grimace reappeared above everyone's heads, and those scarlet eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.

"boom!"

The next moment, in the center of the formation, a violent blade storm blew up.

This storm is mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness and terrifying violence.

Two completely different forces, entangled together, formed a huge tornado.

"Boom..."

Several pillars were pulled up by the violent tornado, and the pillars caught in the tornado turned into ashes in an instant.

Everyone watching this scene was terrified, especially the people from Gengjin Tiangong, their faces were extremely ugly.

These pillars are all made of extremely rare Jingling stones, their hardness is unimaginable, and even ordinary gods can't destroy them.

But in this huge tornado, it was instantly torn apart.

At this moment, a burst of strange roars came from the very center of the tornado.

This voice was extremely weird, like laughter or anger, it was creepy to hear, this small voice even overwhelmed the roaring storm, and passed into the ears of everyone.

"Can you go up there?" Xiao Chen frowned, probably at this moment Kuang Ye had already begun to erode Ouyang De.

If there was a delay, Ouyang De might be completely controlled by Lian Cangsheng.

Mo Yan nodded, his body glowed with earthy yellow light, and a pair of rock armor instantly covered his body.

"My lord, please follow me closely." After Mo Yan finished speaking, he braved the terrifying storm and walked towards the tornado.

"What are you doing? Don't go there, something will happen."

Seeing Xiao Chen and Mo Yan approaching the tornado unexpectedly, everyone around roared.

Fengxia and Yan Zining even rushed over, wanting to take Xiao Chen out of here.