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Chapter 40 The Fallen River(2/2)

In essence, the time stop ends.

The white-haired Taoist priest pressed the palm of his waist and had not had time to draw his sword.

"Boom--"

The shattered waning moon in the sky was ruthlessly crushed and smashed by the blazing sun, turning into light and rain.

Everything seems to be over.

The main Lu Shengshan stood above the hanging island, standing between Ning Yi and Zhouyou, and it seemed that he had never moved a single point.

But Ning Yi could feel... the aura on the mountain master's body had changed.

The swaying cloud-patterned black robe was stained with layers of blood.

This is... whose blood?

Lu Sheng slowly spread out a palm.

In his palm, there were a few broken reverse-patterned scales and a snow-white bead stone.

That was the pearl stone originally embedded on the Dragon Emperor's stick.

Gently grasp it, and a projection of an ancient book of nothingness is reflected.

The scroll of time lives in this bead.

Ning Yi looked at the tree world in disbelief. In the broken light void, a blood mist exploded, and an old, shriveled dragon fell into the boundless abyss...

He looked at the white-haired Taoist priest.

A huge bead of sweat slid down on the forehead of the traveling around.

Ning Yi already understood what happened... Just now, during the stagnation time when Shi Zhi Chuang suppressed the tree world, Lu Sheng caught up with the Dragon Emperor, who is the master of Shi Zhi Chuang, and in Shi Jian's realm, the two fought a life-and-death battle.

As for what happened after the time stops, it is obvious that I didn’t see it, and Zhou You didn’t see it either.

The moment you realize that the "time stop" happens-

The time stops end.

In that stagnant river, the mountain master was likely to have fought with the Dragon Emperor for several days and nights.

In a moment, in an instant.

And the final victory and defeat... as Ning Yi saw.

The emperor who ruled the Northern Demon Realm, held the twelve demon god pillars, and shocked the northern world, was left with only a mottled and incomplete primitive body.

Falling into the tree world and dying in the Dragon Palace.

Lu Sheng's robe was soaked in blood. You can imagine how long and fierce fighting this battle had gone through... but none of these blood was his own.

The dragon phoenix did not break Lu Sheng's pure yang golden body until it fell.

The mountain master's expression was not relaxed, and the sweat stains on his forehead had not dried up yet.

He put the pearl stone of Shi Zhishu on Ning Yi's hand, his tone was a little tired, and he smiled and said, "This old dragon is very hidden. If the laws of heaven and earth allow him to become a saint, he can transform into immortality in just one night... Killing him is more difficult than I imagined."

In the long river of Shijuan, he fought several times, and the Dragon Emperor's bones were destroyed, and he sprinkled all the last drop of essence and blood before he could finish the killing.

"Next, there is a volume."

Lu Sheng took a deep breath and looked at the White Emperor who fell from the tree world in the distance.

Bai Gen did not escape.

At the moment when the moment stopped, he was actually the only person except Lu Sheng who could interfere with the long river of time.

The Dragon Emperor chose to escape.

So in the final battle... he calmly and indifferently admired the despairing look before the old dragon's death and the cripple's final death, which only made him feel interesting.

The mechanism is too smart.

Those who fear death die at this point.

Destiny? What a ridicule.

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Chapter completed!
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