In front of the Imperial Palace, Ying Wujun held the Xinghe treasure map in his left hand and pinched the printing method in his right hand, and a lot of blood light entered the Xinghe treasure map.


    As the blood light of Ying Wujun becomes more and more, the Xinghe treasure map becomes more and more flexible: the dark purple sky is long in the air, the six stars shine, and the Taoist starlight overflows from the six stars, like a spider''s silk. It connects the stars in the sky, runs and rotates, is careful and rigorous, moves the whole body with one hair, and fits the Tao.


    Everyone has seen that yingwujun is taking over the mother map of Xinghe treasure map, and the progress is amazing. Most of his kung fu has been refined for a while.


    On the side of Changsheng palace, the cultivation is as high as Prime Minister Qin and general Fu. Under the influence of the star power of Xinghe treasure map, they all have disordered breath and are difficult to move.


    In addition to winning Wujun, only fenglingdao and Donghai Doctor Wang chuanluosheng are still moving at this time.


    Fenglingdao relies on the powerful mana of the top ten immortals in the list of Huaying and Changsheng sword to chop the star power that blocks him and resist the threat of Xinghe treasure map.


    Compared with fenglingdao, chuanluosheng seems to be able to find flaws and gaps and get rid of them easily.


    "Strange. He shouldn''t be so impulsive." Su Yuchen looked up at Luo Chuan, who was getting closer and closer to Ying Wujun, with confusion in his beautiful eyes.


    Soon, Su Yuchen followed Luo Chuan''s eyes and saw the blood essence in Ying Wujun''s palm.


    "Hmm? Emperor''s blood essence! No wonder Ying Wujun was able to accept the mother map of Xinghe Baotu so smoothly. Ying Wujun had collected enough blood essence to accept the mother map of Xinghe Baotu long before the death of emperor Xiao Zhou!" Su Yuchen responded: "Is Luo Chuan''s goal the imperial blood essence of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty? But what does he want the imperial blood essence to do... In today''s situation, unless he can stop yingwujun from accepting Xinghe''s mother map, he will lose."


    "Princess, Xiaoqing go and help him." Xiaoqing looked at Luo Chuan in the air and said eagerly.


    "Don''t worry. Let''s see what he wants to do first." Su Yuchen said.


    Although the two women are also within the deterrence range of Xinghe treasure map, they can roll two streamers of white and green under their skin, like two rivers, helping them resist the deterrence of Xinghe power.


    In mid air, Luo Chuan looked at the emperor''s blood essence in yingwujun''s hand, and his eyes were red.


    Ying Wujun didn''t know what method he used, but he retained the original spirit in the imperial blood essence, that is, the effect of these imperial blood essence was no different from that of the living emperor Xiaozhou.


    Ying Wujun, a black sheep of the family, used the blood essence of the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty to take the Xinghe treasure map - isn''t it a piece of baby wrapping cloth!


    Emperor''s blood essence is about to be consumed. Luochuan accelerates again!


    "Hum! A visiting doctor dares to do the right thing with us! Why, with your little ability, do you want to ruin our great event?" Ying Wujun turned to Luo Chuan with contempt and disdain on his face.


    He is about to accept Xinghe''s mother map. Yingwujun is too lazy to hide his wolf ambition.


    Glancing at Luo Chuan, Ying Wujun broke the golden cicada silk glove on his right hand, pinched the print with his thumb and pressed it down with one palm.


    Under the stars, a giant fingerprint of more than 500 feet was slowly generated. At the moment of the fingerprint, the starlight under the Xinghe treasure map was also dark.


    "What! Dacheng!" the surprised voice of fenglingdao sounded from behind Luochuan.


    Luochuan Yu Guangzhong, on the one hand, the palace of longevity was like ashes, and even the last glimmer of hope disappeared.


    Yin and Yang fingerprints, ice carved pillars of fire! Luo Chuan once saw it in the streets of Sifang, and took the palm of yingwujun in public, shocking the four.


    But that palm is just the ice carving palm issued by Ying Wujun alone. Now this palm is the real yin-yang handprint, the ice carving pillar of fire!


    Maybe it''s due to accumulation, or maybe it''s due to refining the mother map of Xinghe. At this moment, without the help of God, you can integrate Yin and Yang into one palm at the same time!


    This palm passes through the air and tears the long tail of the air wave, leaving two solidified trails in the sky, like a meteor, half an ice sculpture and half a pillar of fire!


    "Dacheng?" Ying Wujun gradually raised his mouth and spread his smile: "this seat, the final certificate is perfect!"


    Laughter as loud as a bell echoed up and down the sea.


    The collapsing sea tide was driven and roared again.


    The faces of the officials of the immortal palace changed greatly, but they saw that Ying Wujun''s yin-yang fingerprint came first and appeared in front of Feng Lingdao.


    Feng Lingdao was unprecedentedly cautious. His palms combined the sword, and white awns flew out of his sword like the shadow of ice and snow.


    Immortal sword... Double momentum, sword meaning!


    Facing the perfect yin-yang fingerprint, Feng Lingdao used his whole body to chop out the sword.


    The sword meaning of Changsheng sword is naturally Changsheng. The immortal should forget his feelings and be more compassionate.


    The sword of fenglingdao is split out, and the world is white and full of vitality. Before everyone can carefully understand the meaning of this sword, the brilliance of the immortal sword solidifies, and it sinks in an instant, as dark as bone and stone!


    A stream of half fire and half ice spread along Changsheng sword and soon covered Changsheng sword and its owner.


    In the twinkling of an eye, the half fire and half ice human sculpture fell from the air.


    Fenglingdao was defeated and sealed!


    On the other side, Ying Wujun''s other palm also hit the biography of the medical king of the East China Sea.


    "What! He''s all right!" the immortal minister who won the no king burst out in horror.


    "No, he was also hurt, but not as serious as the leader of Changsheng palace. The national master''s palm is comparable to the first level of returning to emptiness, and his body is really terrible." the white faced scholar stared at the figure in the air.


    In mid air, Luo Chuan''s mouth spilled a trace of blood, his lips turned white and his whole body was hot. Winning Wujun''s palm is amazing. It is beyond the scope of the fourth level of infanticide. If Luo Chuan hadn''t cultivated his blood and broken through the dragon body technique