Half of his head exploded and blood splattered, which was horrifying and terrifying.

If it weren't for Chen Qingyuan's defense, not only half of his head would be broken, but the whole head would be gone.

Although for top beings, they will not die if their bodies are destroyed, it will still have a huge impact.

This attack contains the supreme law of the emperor. It is difficult for Chen Qingyuan to reshape his body in a short time, and he also has to withstand the erosion of the emperor's pattern, which further aggravates the injury.

The severe pain came, extremely uncomfortable.

"go with!"

Chen Qingyuan threw the Zijun sword and wielded the sword from a distance, causing it to entangle with the dead body.

Then, Chen Qingyuan, who only had the left half of his head left, attacked the bronze tripod again. Without relying on the power of the imperial soldiers, he attacked the same position with a pair of blood-stained fists.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

One punch broke the invisible barrier outside the bronze cauldron, followed by a series of bombardments, slowly leaving deep punch marks on the body of the cauldron, with obvious signs of depression.

The corpse wanted to suppress Chen Qingyuan in one fell swoop, but was temporarily entangled by Zijun Sword.

Zi Junjian is actually very afraid of dead bodies, to be precise, he is afraid.

However, under the control of Chen Qingyuan, the Zijun Sword swept away the fear at the beginning, and the cold light shot out, and the sword light surged.

"Clearly..."

The sword chanted endlessly, resounding throughout the sky.

Chen Qingyuan was doing two things at once. He was facing the bronze cauldron head-on with his body, while he was wielding a sword to deal with the dead body.

Because the power of the dead body is very terrifying, although the Zijun Sword is an imperial weapon, it cannot withstand it for long.

"Open the way for Emperor Taiwei and conquer the other side!"

Chen Qingyuan's body was covered with scars, half of his head was covered with thick blood, and his only remaining eye was bloodshot. His broken face was extremely ferocious, and he no longer had the domineering appearance he had before.

"what!"

He let out a long roar and punched in one place.

The spiritual power in the body was almost drained, and the original Dao pattern integrated into the body began to become faintly unstable, showing signs of rupture.

Tianshu Tower has been floating in the right position, replenishing spiritual energy for Chen Qingyuan, and doing its best to stabilize the original power created by the law of time.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of fists were smashed with all their strength, causing the bronze cauldron to vibrate violently, and the dented fist marks became more obvious.

On the other side, most of the corpse's attacks were resisted by Zijun Sword. However, there was still some residual power that covered the battlefield, and the turbulence came and penetrated Chen Qingyuan's body.

With new injuries on his body, Chen Qingyuan did not dodge. He must take advantage of this moment to break the bronze tripod without delay. Once the opportunity is lost, the possibility of getting through this level will be slim.

"Break it for me!"

The incomplete mouth let out a roar like a wild beast.

The layers of barriers outside the cauldron were shattered, and the inscriptions engraved on the surface of the ancient cauldron were shattered into pieces.

Then, he clenched his right hand into a fist and punched out with all his strength.

"boom!"

There was an explosion, and the sunken position was pierced.

The bronze tripod vibrated with a clanging sound that never stopped.

Although it was only a fist-sized gap, it caused great damage to the bronze cauldron, with the power dissipating and strange light splashing out.

Bronze Cauldron instinctively sensed something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but was chased and bombarded by Chen Qingyuan. Even Chen Qingyuan grabbed the tripod with his left hand and chose to fight head-on, regardless of the serious consequences of being injured by the bronze tripod.

"puff"

An extremely terrifying green light burst out from the gap in the tripod body, piercing through Chen Qingyuan who was directly opposite.

A bloody hole appeared in his chest, and his internal organs were all smashed to pieces.

Thick blood couldn't stop flowing from the corners of Chen Qingyuan's mouth, making his already ferocious face look even more horrifying and serious.

There was no time to heal and no way to stop.

He straightened his seriously injured body and faced the dead body.

"Zijun, come!"

Chen Qingyuan gave an order.

The sword clanged, as if blessed by the power of a god, it actually broke free from the oppression of the dead corpse, tore apart the chaotic void laws, passed through many obstacles, and fell into Chen Qingyuan's hands at an extremely fast speed.

Holding this sword feels like holding the sea of ​​stars in the sky.

The injury was severe and the blood flowed backwards, causing the remaining eye to lose sight. Only by using one's spiritual consciousness can one lock onto the situation ahead, which is like a blurry picture, as hazy as smoke.

Suddenly, the invisible eyes saw the old brothers who had been with him in the past.

In my ears, they seemed to be calling.

"Boss, you walk so slowly!"

"After this battle, I want to return to my hometown to live in seclusion, brew the most beautiful wine in the world, and invite my brothers to come and taste it."

"Brother, you're using the Taoist weapons I've worked so hard to refine to stew meat. That's too much!"

"Boss, I found an ancient tomb. We brothers are going back to their old business! The old rule is, whoever sees it first belongs to whom, and you are not allowed to cheat, otherwise I will definitely scold and curse you behind your back in the future."

"The Dongsheng Shen Dynasty actually dared to speak ill of the boss, and the scolding was terrible. I will go and kill the ancestors and instigators of the Shen Dynasty, teach them a lesson, and ensure that no innocent people are harmed. Xiao Liu, the wine you brewed Remember to leave some for me to drink when I come back."

"..."

Inexplicably, Chen Qingyuan could no longer feel the pain from his physical body.

The bloodshot eye, with a teardrop leaking from the corner of the eye, blended with the blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was tears or blood.

Over the years, Chen Qingyuan has never deliberately looked back on the past. It's not that he forgot, but he didn't dare.

He failed to live up to the expectations of his old friends and failed to reach the finish line that year.

Occasionally, my heart feels like angina when I remember it.

How could the same place at different times not affect Chen Qingyuan's thoughts, which spanned the long river of time and seemed to be connected to the blood-stained picture from 300,000 years ago.

Time and space seemed to be in chaos, making Chen Qingyuan's fighting spirit so high that it shot through the sky.

The sword in his hand spurted out sword energy, and the purple light seemed to be transformed.

Whether it's for yourself or for an old friend. This road must be opened, and the other shore must be reached!

Throughout the ages, countless outstanding people have been born. No matter who you are, you can't escape the caress of time and be reduced to a handful of loess.

Although Chen Qingyuan was heartbroken over the death of his old friends, he did not regret leading them to the Sacred Bridge.

All life in this world must die.

Let their names be engraved on the sacred bridge forever, bloom a little wave in the long river of history, show their grace at the pinnacle of the world, and become the swan song of an era. This is their glory.

The shortcoming is that he failed to bring the will of his old friends to break the shackles and create a prosperous age.

Is there any chance in this life?

Chen Qingyuan doesn't know whether he can succeed. He just wants to give his best and move forward without leaving any regrets.

Today, repelling the emperor's corpse and opening a way to the other side is a very critical thing.

Only succeed, not fail.

"I want to hold a three-foot green spear and fight with you."

Chen Qingyuan faced the dead body and his voice was like a bell, hoarse and loud.