"Haha, that's what I meant."

The sword of the Prison Heart Sword was suspended and emitting light. He took a deep look at the Prison Wuxin, and then turned to look at the two Qiongyings, murderous intent revealed.

"Okay, today let the blood of these two human races celebrate our breakthrough king."

Ji Wuxin cracked the corner of his mouth, made a move with one hand, and spread out with one hand A spear with a powerful aura appeared in his hand. In an instant, the aura on his body suddenly surged, shaking the void, and rushed toward the two Qiongying with extremely powerful power.

"Brother Ying, don't worry about me. If you can, you go first."

Feeling the extremely powerful aura, Qingchuan looked solemn and said in a deep voice to Qiongying beside him. road.

He has not experienced the imperial path, so his realm has not changed at all. He is still at the peak of the fourth level of origin. Now facing the Hell Sword and others who have broken through the king, he will only be a burden to the poor hero.

"Brother Qing said whatever he said, let's go together."

In response, Qiongying just narrowed his pupils slightly, shook his head and stared solemnly at the powerful man. The two prison swordsmen.

But out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Yan Wuque who was on the imperial road.

If Yan Wuque can break through, then they still have a chance. As for Feng Hao, they don't know what to do now, but since Feng Hao has not chosen, he will not be able to take the imperial path for a while, and there is no hope.

"Hmph, I want to leave, but I asked if I have the spear in my hand."

As if he knew what Qiongying and the others were thinking, Yu Wuxin snorted coldly and faced Yu Xin's sword. With a glance, his whole body's aura erupted at the same time, attacking Qiongying and Qiongying with incomparable power.

"Brother Qing, hold on."

With a low roar, Qiongying also burst out with breath, the mace in his hand shook the void, and with a low shout, he faced the Prison Heart Sword.

Qingchuan was slightly startled, a little confused, but then he thought of Yan Wuque, and was determined, with a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.

I saw him clasping his hands together, his eyes slightly closed, and then his gestures kept changing. In one moment, he completed tens of thousands of complicated hand seals. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and two substantial rays of light burst out from his eyes. After shooting out, the original black pupils were now replaced by white.

"Thirty years of the emperor's way, only the emperor is the master, the emperor's soul, come out."

"The dark void, cold and biting, originally fighting endlessly, Qiongying and the Prison Heart Sword He suddenly trembled and suddenly turned his head to look at Qingchuan. Jiao Wuxin also changed his nonchalant look, and couldn't help but look shocked when he saw Qingchuan's sudden outburst.

Above the void, outside the Imperial Road, a huge shadow suddenly appeared, its figure enveloped the void, and the endless imperial power oppressed it.Come, even the surrounding space is trembling.

"The soul clone of Emperor Qingyun."

Feeling its terrifying pressure, the three of them trembled in their hearts, separated, and stared blankly at the tower standing in the void. figure.

A hint of complexity flashed in Qiongying's eyes, because even he had not received the soul clone from Emperor Qingyun. This shows Qingchuan's status in the emperor's heart, or that the emperor has something important to entrust to him. .

On the other hand, Jiao Wuxin and the other two had solemn expressions on their faces and were no longer strolling around in the courtyard as before.

They have a deep understanding of the power of the emperor, because each of them has received a drop of the blood essence of the prison god and has used it.

And now this human race also has the soul clone of the emperor. It seems that they are coming prepared, so they have to take it seriously, or they may even die here.

"What should I do?"

The two men from Prison Heart Sword moved closer and looked at the figure that exuded a terrifying aura with gloomy expressions.

Although they have the essence and blood of a prison god, Yu Wuxin is unwilling to use it because it is his strongest trump card. In this prison emperor gate, there are dangers hidden everywhere. If you are not careful, If you lose your trump card, you will be in danger.

But facing such a terrifying clone of the emperor’s soul, Jie Wuxin hesitated.

If you use it, you just have less trump cards, but if you don’t use it, you may die here. The emperor’s soul clone is not something they can resist.

"Jiu Wuxin, what are you still hesitating about?"

Seeing Jing Wuxin's hesitation, Jing Xin's sword became anxious, and he looked a little annoyed and growled.

"Try it first, if it doesn't work I'll use the natal essence and blood of the Prison God."

In the end, Prison Wuxin still didn't want to waste it here, gritted his teeth and ignored the rage. The inexhaustible prison heart sword and the spear in hand are the soul clones of the gods.

"Damn it."

Seeing this, Yu Xinjian cursed angrily, then glanced at Qingchuan who controlled the Emperor Soul clone, and hurriedly shouted: "I want to kill That human race."

As he spoke, his figure kept flashing, and he rushed towards Qingchuan. He knew that Qingchuan was only a fourth-level origin realm. Even if there was an Emperor Soul clone, If it wasn't for his power, how could he kill Qingchuan directly? Naturally, the Emperor Soul clone would disappear.

Ji Wuxin in front was stunned for a moment, then reacted, turned the gun and rushed towards Qingchuan.

But at this moment, Qiong Ying also reacted and stopped Jing Wuxin instantly. The mace swept across with a surging momentum. If he was hit, even the king would be seriously injured.

So faced with this blow, Jing Wuxin did not dare to be careless at all, he stopped his body, the spear turned into countless spear shadows, and pierced the mace.

At the same time, he shouted: "Prison Heart Sword, kill him quickly."

"Boom..."

Countless loud noises echoed in the void , the two of them exploded instantly, while the Prison Heart Sword looked solemn, holding a long sword across the battlefield between the two of them, and turned into a sword light to stab Qingchuan, as if a meteorite fell from the sky, extremely sharp.

"Brother Qing, be careful."

Seeing this, Qiong Ying naturally knew what their plan was, and he roared and wanted to buy time for Qingchuan, but he had no intention of doing so. When he got the chance, he used his spear like a dragon and kept attacking, leaving Qiongying unable to figure out what he was thinking.

On the side of the Prison Heart Sword, there was a sneer on the corner of the mouth, and he was about to penetrate this human race, as if he had already killed this human race.

　“Get out!”

But in the next moment, his face was sneered, and an endless fear surged into his heart.

I saw Qingchuan keeping his figure still, suddenly showing a smile, and then he pressed his palms, and the huge Emperor Soul clone came with boundless pressure, a huge The palm seemed to be able to shatter the heavens, and the aura of destruction shook the entire void.

"How is it possible."

To activate such a powerful Emperor Soul clone, firstly, the original power of one's own body is sufficient, secondly, it requires preparation time, and Although they talked a lot now, it only took three breaths. How could Qingchuan mobilize the power of the Emperor Soul clone so quickly.

For a moment, the Prison Heart Sword, as a fifth-level origin king, felt a sense of fear, his eyes glared, and his body was suppressed by this terrifying pressure and could not move.

"Ah...he has no intention of saving me."

With a fierce roar, the huge palm holding up the sky came down, and everything it passed was turned into nothingness. Genius, the Prison Heart Sword was directly crushed and exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist, which was immediately swallowed up by the space.

"Hiss..."

Ji Wuxin and Qiongying, who were fighting, both took a breath of air and looked horrified when they saw this scene.

The Emperor Soul clone was so terrifying that it directly killed the fifth-level Origin Realm Prison Heart Sword to death on the spot.

Following this blow, Qingchuan seemed to have been drained of all his strength and became unsteady, while the Emperor Soul clone gradually dimmed and finally dissipated into the void.

To exchange an Emperor Soul clone for the life of a genius from the Prison Clan, to be honest, it’s not worth it, but it has to be used.

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