Chapter 2367 Good Fortune Divine Disk

When Jiang Chen investigated, he found that the senior brothers were all outside the palace.

"As expected of the ancestor of the first catastrophe."

With this in mind, Jiang Chen took the princess and left.

In the void, Jiang Chen quickly shuttled with the princess.

However, he soon discovered that there were two tails following him.

The prisoner who got rid of the golden-armored guards did not give up, but pursued him relentlessly.

"Hmph, you want to catch up with me under the void?"

Jiang Chen was very disdainful, and was about to shake off these two guys, but at this moment, his body froze as if struck by lightning, and his soul seemed to be cut into pieces.

Fortunately, this state did not last, and passed by in a flash.

"sky!"

Jiang Chen woke up, sweating profusely.

He knew that someone's spiritual sense had detected him just now.

It is equivalent to a look, which can make people almost die!

Such an existence is naturally the sword saint.

"But why is it just a glance? Could it be that I am too weak to make him not interested?"

Jiang Chen was a little curious, but also felt lucky, and immediately used all his abilities to take the princess away.

At the same time, in the sky above the palace, the sword saint did not participate in the fight.

He stood in the air with his hands behind his back and the magic knife hanging by his side.

That tough and vicissitudes of face was full of coldness.

His peripheral vision retracted from the void where Jiang Chen flew past just now.

"The people who flew over from Shuhai Palace should be those two people from the Xuanhuang World that Xuannv mentioned."

"However, you brought the imperial princess with you? Hmph, is it pitiful and sympathetic? Who will sympathize with my apprentice again!"

The Saber Saint didn't make a move to stop Jiang Chen, but he didn't stop either.

Behind everything is indeed Xuannv's plan.

Without Xuannv, they would not have come out so easily.

Without Xuannv, the strength of Dao Sheng would not remain the same.

Before leaving, Xuannv mentioned that there are her fellow countrymen in the palace.

Similarly, I also said that the sword master should not act in a hurry.

"I don't have any extra time. My lifespan has been exhausted in the Abyss of Nine Absolutes. When I come out this time, after two or three battles, I will age rapidly."

"So, I will go all out and go straight to Huanglong!!"

The sword sage told Xuannv like this, and then brought the prisoners who also hated the dynasty all the way to kill them.

As he said, the shots along the way exhausted his energy.

Today is his peak.

Tomorrow, it will fall into the abyss.

He only has one day left.

However, Dao Sheng's state of mind was not affected.

Seeing death as home is what he is talking about.

All of a sudden, the sword master's black eyes burst into radiance, and a suffocating sword energy gushed out.

"Can you finally bear it? Very good, very good!"

He raised his right arm, and the magic knife flew into his palm by itself.

At the same time, those desperate people in the imperial city also sensed something, and hope was rekindled.

"Emperor! Our emperor!"

They shouted excitedly to welcome their savior.

The supreme divine power came from the deepest part of the palace.

That is the divine power that belongs exclusively to Emperor Huangtian, dominating the world and the world, and I am the only one who is supreme!

Soon, a stalwart figure appeared opposite the sword saint, it was Li Wuji!

It is different from the image that appeared in front of Jiang Chen twice.

He is fully armed, wearing a battle armor, a cloak on his back, and a crown on his head, revealing his domineering aura!

The weapon in his hand is a Fangtian painted halberd.

The combination of the temperament of the emperor and the general is unique.

Emperor Huangtian and Sword Saint looked at each other for a short while, then looked away and looked at the palace.

The sword sage was stunned for a moment, his expression full of anger.

Suddenly, Emperor Huangtian raised his right arm, grasping the void with five fingers, as if he was twisting a turntable, his wrist exerted force quietly.

During the process, a golden disc with complex and mysterious runes appeared on the arm.

As the runes shine, the ruined and unrecognizable palace seems to have gone back in time, and everything has been rebuilt.

The shattered high walls are reversed like a river, and the fragments are pieced together as they were, and quicksand-like light beams are everywhere in the sky.

"Fortune Divine Disk?"

The sword sage muttered to himself, his expression shocked.

Emperor Huangtian was able to unify the Ziwei Starfield, which was the inheritance of imperial power.

Inheritance is not empty words, it is reflected in treasures or artifacts.

For example, the Divine Fortune Disk.

In just one minute, the palace was restored to its original appearance, and the national defense wall was erected again. What's even more exaggerated is that all the people who were killed came back to life!

"hiss."

Dao Sheng's heart beat violently.

The Divine Fortune Disk does have the effect of reversing life and death, but it cannot be activated easily.

It can be seen that Huang Tiandi's strength has greatly improved over the years.

In the palace, the prisoners and the people in the palace were all at a loss, especially those who survived, they were all at a loss.

Emperor Huang Tian swept across the prisoners in the palace, Fang Tian raised his halberd.

"Go to hell!"

The knife saint was so ignored, he was furious, and his reaction was very excited.

Because, deep down in his heart, he felt bad.

"God falls!"

Without saying a word, the sword master launched a sword that had been prepared for hundreds of years.

This knife was not able to be used back then, which made him lose the Huangtian Emperor, and the Divine Sword Sect was breached as a result, blood flowed like a river.

He was imprisoned under the Abyss of Nine Absolutes and suffered all kinds of torture.

Now, the state of breakthrough has long been lost, and he cannot become the god ancestor of the third calamity.

However, his strength also returned to a stable level.

A knife that has been prepared for hundreds of years has shown earth-shattering divine power.

With the momentum of the sword, the sky turned pale instantly, and the sword in the hands of the sword master became the most dazzling thing.

No matter where people in this world are, if they look up a little, they can see a knife across the sky.

"God falls!"

Many old people recognized the name of this knife, trembling, wishing to leave this world immediately.

Shenyun Yidao is the most deterrent existence of Shendaomen.

It's not a divine weapon, but a knife that the sect master can unleash, which is better than a divine weapon.

With one strike, any god ancestor in the starry sky will fall.

Therefore, this is the origin of the name Shenyun.

It is rumored that the sword master has made a total of three swords.

The first strike was at the beginning of the establishment of the Shendaomen. Facing the powerful enemy who came to suppress the gate, it wiped out its entire force with one strike.

The second knife, beheaded the ninth-level starry sky behemoth!

The third knife broke open a small world! !

Shenyun's knife, in the Ziwei Starfield at that time, seemed to have magical power.

Today, this knife reappears.

Kamui is far stronger than before.

No one dares to stop it, and no one can stop it.

Emperor Huangtian always put down the painted halberd in the lower sky, and looked over with frowns.

"go to hell!"

Almost at the moment when the two looked at each other, the knife master issued this knife.

When all the divine power poured into this knife, the knife master smiled.

Years of hatred, finally able to understand.

He will not make the low-level mistake of killing the avatar or clone, and he can be sure that the one in front of him is Huang Tiandi himself.

Shenyun Yidao also displayed the most perfect state...

"What?!"

Dao Sheng thought everything was perfect, but where the blade pointed, a ball of golden light burst out from the battle.

It was as if the sun was rising, dispelling the darkness of the earth, and devouring that terrible sword light.

"The first, the third god ancestor?!"

The mood of the sword saint cannot be described in words.