The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

The nine-story pagoda above the head of the Son of God was shaking and trembling constantly under the thunder.

Shaky.

"puff!"

The next moment, the Son of God opened his mouth and coughed up blood, his legs sank deeply into the ground, and his expression was extremely shocked.

This dark thunder is so terrifying.

Destroy everything.

The explosion of divine power at the fourth level, coupled with the pseudo-imperial weapon, actually caused him to suffer damage in an instant.

If this continues, even he will perish under this terrifying thunder.

"Damn it!"

The Son of God Yuhua cursed in his heart and subconsciously approached Li Qingyue.

He knew very well that only if Li Qingyue died, the thunder and lightning caused by Li Qingyue would stop.

But just as he raised his head to look at Li Qingyue, his whole body paused for a moment, his pupils filled with shock.

In the distance, Li Qingyue had a huge, illusory word appearing all over her body.

Endless Tao aura rises and truths intertwine.

There is even a hint of the power of the emperor, which can actually resist the thunder in the sky.

"how is this possible?"

The Son of God was shocked and looked at Li Qingyue in disbelief.

"Rumble..."

There was a constant roar around Li Qingyue, and endless white light poured out, trying to protect herself.

But it was instantly destroyed by the dark thunder.

The word "劫" in his dantian was spinning wildly, like the cycle of life and death, but it was still unable to withstand the thunder in the sky.

Her body was gradually covered by the dark thunder.

The bones and flesh all over his body began to dry up little by little, turning into ashes and drifting away in the dark thunder.

Even with the condensed imperial text, it was still unable to resist at this moment.

This thunder can kill a powerful person. Although she was unable to gather such terrifying thunder, she is not a powerful person either.

There is no holy weapon to protect him.

At this moment, I already felt the crisis of death.

Seeing that the Son of God Yuhua had a pseudo-imperial weapon on his head, kept coughing up blood, and was still able to move, Li Qingyue's face showed a fierce look.

"In that case... then kill him!"

"Even if I die, I'll take someone with me!"

As soon as the thought came to her mind, Li Qingyue took action and took a step forward without any hesitation.

"Rumble..."

The moment the footsteps fell, the order and rules of this world were touched again.

The thunder in the sky was even more terrifying.

Like giant black dragons dancing.

Each lightning bolt is almost as thick as an arm.

Although it is far inferior to the thunder that can kill the powerful, it still bursts out with powerful destructive force.

"Boom!"

The pagoda above the head of the Son of God was shaking violently.

Endless divine light flickered, but it still began to dim a little.

The body of the Immortal Son of God below was also trembling violently, and even though there was divine light covering his body, blood was spreading all over his body.

"puff!"

Feeling the rising power of thunder in the sky, the Son of God Yuhua looked a little frightened and kept coughing up blood.

At this moment, he actually felt a breath of death.

The consumption of energy to activate the pseudo-imperial weapon is too great.

In just a few moments, most of his divine power was consumed.

If this continues, even if he is extremely talented, he will be exhausted to death.

"boom!"

At the edge of thunder, five figures were instantly blown away when the power of thunder increased greatly.

The whole body was also filled with blood.

The five holy artifacts were all dim and had tiny cracks.

"Li Qingyue!"

But even so, Yan Wushuang's voice still shouted out.

His eyes were fixed on the girl in the thunder, his eyes were furious.

How could a holy body of the human race be willing to be protected by a mortal girl?

And she is the girl he loves!

Not only was he unwilling, but even Yang Wuzheng, the Holy Son of Tianquan, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, and the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan were unwilling.

But when she heard the noises from several people, Li Qingyue just looked back again with a calm expression.

Then he turned around and looked at the Son of God with murderous eyes.

If anyone dares to attack me, then he must be prepared to die!

Although she is weak, no one can force her if she doesn't want to!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, terrifying bolts of lightning fell, instantly submerging Li Qingyue.

The Yuhua Son of God in the distance was also engulfed by thunder.

At this moment, there was no other sound in this world, only the roar of thunder.

"Damn it!"

Amidst the thunder, the Son of God Yuhua was covered in blood, cursing loudly and coughing up blood continuously.

Such powerful thunder, even if it cannot destroy the pseudo-imperial weapon, can still shock him to death.

At this moment, endless anger and murderous intent rose in his chest.

Mixed with a hint of unwillingness and a hint of regret.

He should have thought long ago that the girl must have extraordinary means to be able to walk here as if it were nothing.

Even if he takes action, he should suppress it with thunder.

Instead of being so arrogant now and facing this crisis.

"Kaka..."

Suddenly, a series of shattering sounds were heard.

The expression of the Son of God Yuhua changed drastically, because there was a crack on the pseudo-imperial weapon above his head.

This sound is like a death knell.

He had never expected that this pitch-black thunder would be so terrifying that it could even shatter pseudo-imperial weapons.

But just when the Son of God was in despair, the thunder in the sky suddenly subsided.

"Om..."

The sky brightened in an instant.

Just like the sky clearing up after the rain, the thunder suddenly returned to the sky.

Like a dark cloud, rolling slowly!

"Hahaha……"

Seeing this scene, the Son of God Yuhua laughed out loud in surprise.

Luck was still on his side.

No! It should be said that he, with his profound background and powerful strength, is definitely not someone that a mortal can contend with.

Even if this mortal has strange means.

Thinking of this, Yuhua Shenzi was filled with relief and looked up at where Li Qingyue was.

There, Li Qingyue was no longer there.

There were only dark lightning streaks interweaving and transforming into a strange vortex of words.

Exuding traces of imperial power.

Faintly, he seemed to see an extremely bright light, like a soul, standing in the vortex.

But in the blink of an eye, it was submerged by the dark thunder again.

"died!"

"He must be dead, otherwise how could the thunder in the sky subside?"

The Son of God Yuhua was instantly certain, but he could not guess what had happened in the dark vortex of thunder.

But then anger and murderous intent rose in his heart again.

The dignified Son of God was actually threatened by a mortal.

There were more than ten people in the group, all of them died, leaving only him.