Twelve long swords lined up, surrounding the Emperor Beixuan Tuan.

Black and red flames hovered above the sword body, jumping down and down.

Jiuyou Hongmengyan seemed to feel some threat and made a rapid buzzing.

Emperor Beixuan's eyes opened slightly.

The eyes finally showed horror.

He didn't know what these twelve long swords were.

But he recognized the black flame on the sword.

That is... [Mingyin Shengyan].

That is the fifth-order [Mingyin Shengyan] that is the most rigid to yang, but also the most yin to evil, invincible between heaven and earth.

Di Beixuan's cracked lips opened and closed, and broken words came out from the hoarse and dry throat, "Luo... Yun... Xiao..."

The last Xiao character has not been read yet.

The twelve long swords suddenly rushed forward and penetrated Emperor Beixuan's body without mercy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The screaming screams spread throughout Yun Xiao.

[Jiuyou Hongmengyan] fled to the distance at the moment of death.

Only Emperor Beixuan, who was pierced into a hedgehog by twelve long swords, fell into the yellow sand, wailing and rolling in pain.

Black and red flames burned every inch of his body.

Not that he could kill an immortal emperor right away, but it would make him worse than death.

Everyone in the extreme forbidden land was shocked for a while.

They raised their heads and stared at the man descending from the sky.

Dark clouds in the sky rolled, lightning and thunder.

The young man in white seems to be not stained with the slightest mundane dust.

It is holy and perfect to exclude all the dirt in the world.

Han Ye couldn't help taking a breath, swallowing again, and whispered: "Why is the Nether Territory Domain Master also here?"

Luo Yunxiao landed on the ground.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He seemed unaware, and walked in front of Han Chujiu.

Han Chujiu blinked, with a look of doubt on his face.

Luo Yunxiao said lightly: "Are you the Medicine King Han Chujiu?"

Han Chujiu subconsciously said, "Who is it if it's not Laozi?"

Luo Yunxiao threw a painting to him, and as soon as the scroll landed, it slowly unfolded on its own.

His voice is clear and nice, but there is no emotional ups and downs in his tone, "Chu Moli asked me to give it to you."

Almost at the moment when his words fell.

The scroll began to burn from the middle, and countless black auras wrapped around Han Chujiu's body.

Old Yu said anxiously: "Luo Yunxiao, what is this? You want to do to our Medicine King..."

The voice stopped abruptly before he finished shouting.

The widened eyes reflected the scene of Han Chujiu's hands and feet that had melted, and healed again and slowly recovered.

Old Yu's lips opened and closed several times, and he couldn't say a word for a long while, "This...this is..."

Luo Yunxiao said again: "It is impossible to solve the [Huangquan Curse of the Other Shore], it can only delay the onset time. These are the original words of Chu Moli, what questions do you have?"

It took a long time for Han Chujiu to look down at his intact hand, and then raised his head and said: "Are you Luo Yunxiao? My obedient little uncle?"

Luo Yunxiao nodded.

Han Chujiu said again: "Then how is my good disciple now?"

Luo Yunxiao no longer paid attention to him, but walked towards Emperor Beixuan.

The [Mingyin Shengyan] on Emperor Beixuan's body has been extinguished.

There are not many [Mingyin Shengyan] attached to the twelve long swords.

But his body had been burned with sore holes, and even a scorched hole appeared in his abdomen, and the bloody internal organs could be seen.

The flesh and hair on his face were also burned out, revealing a creepy skull.