Chapter 1287

Looking at the token in his hand, a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, the Great Han had truly taken control of the Xuanyuan Empire.

He immediately shouted.

"Where is Gao Shun!"

"This general is here!"

Upon hearing the voice, Gao Shun walked into the hall quickly.

"Pass the order to launch a full-scale attack on the Beiming Empire!

Remember, achieve victory with the minimum cost.

Especially, ensure the safety of the army!"

The voice rang out, and Gao Shun did not have the slightest negligence, directly retreating.

And a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Zheng's mouth.

Although his cultivation base was still stuck at the Fifth-Tier Divine Pill Realm and had already reached a bottleneck.

But his combat power had increased several times over.

If it weren't for waiting for the arrival of the three clans.

He would have long wanted to unify the Xuanyuan Empire.

And just at this time.

The Xuanyuan Continent fell into chaos.

Wherever Liu Zheng's military force pointed, no one could match it.

The Beiming Holy Monarch, sitting in the Beiming Empire, was also retreating steadily.

Now, he had reached the end of his rope.

If he delayed any longer, he would definitely fall here.

Only, just after he had entered the depths of the Imperial Mausoleum.

He struck a puppet coming toward him with a palm.

A look of anger appeared in his eyes...

He prepared to retreat, but just as he was about to move.

A slight sound of footsteps rang in his ears.

Following that, he saw a figure appear in his sight.

It was a man in green clothes.

His face was pale.

But it could not hide the feminine aura emitted from the opponent's body.

It was one of the ancestors in the Beiming Empire.

The Beiming Evil King.

Originally, the Beiming Emperor had fought with him and eventually fell on the battlefield.

Now, this ancestor had come out of the mountains.

"Hehe, you lowly humans, all go to hell!"

After the voice fell.

On his palm appeared claw marks as black as ink.

In an instant, he grabbed toward the Beiming Holy Monarch.

How could the opponent have expected to encounter such a situation.

He could not help but exclaim.

And just at this time.

The space behind the Beiming Holy Monarch shattered.

A giant sword slashed down fiercely.

The scorching sword light blocked out the heavens.

The mighty momentum caused the Beiming Evil King's pupils to shrink involuntarily.

Following that, a sizzling sound was emitted.

The Beiming Evil King turned into a ball of blood mist in an instant.

And on the other side, the Beiming Holy Monarch also reacted at the same time.

His right arm was severed.

However, he did not stay for even a fraction of a second.

Running toward the outside world.

Only, at this time, where could he escape to.

Under Zhao Xing's order.

The Great Han army had already set up formations all around.

2.4 Even a mosquito would not be able to break through.

At this time, those Beiming Empire soldiers were crazily charging at the formation.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

Finally, a figure fell to the ground.

It was none other than the Beiming Holy Monarch.

Now, he was extremely disheveled, his body covered in blood.

The moment he knelt on the ground.

A figure stood in front of him.

This person was none other than Zhao Xing.

"Your Majesty, spare my life!"

His voice carried a tone of panic.

And just at this time, Zhao Xing said slowly.

"Beiming Holy Monarch, you are worthy of being someone I have taken a fancy to.

Only, since you have surrendered to my Great Han.

You must accept your fate.

Otherwise, I don't mind destroying the Beiming Empire!"

Upon hearing the voice, a look of horror appeared on the Beiming Holy Monarch's face.

Zhao Xing's dominance exceeded his expectations.