"Whether you can keep it or not is not your decision."
Gu Shejing's pretty face as pale as paper once again showed a beautiful smile. Even though she was at the end of her strength and extremely weak, she still faced the crushing galaxy like a red plum in winter.
As the descendant of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm, how can he not have a trump card?
A picture scroll flew out of her sleeve.
The picture scroll is made from the skin of a divine beast. It is slowly unfolded in the void under the influence of Gu Shejing's undead demonic energy.
On the picture scroll, the painting is "The Sun Shines on Kyushu".
"Wow!"
Gu Shejing held up her hands, her fingers as transparent as ice crystals.
Suddenly, fiery red brilliance surged out from the scroll, emitting a dazzling glow.
A bright star-like sun bursts out of the clouds and rises slowly.
"This isthe power of a false god?"
"Could it be that the battle map contains the terrifying energy of a false god's full blow?"
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In the desert, the powerful saints who were chasing after them all had their eyes wide open and were extremely horrified.
Only a false god can burst out with the power of a star.
The mysterious strong man in white shook his head and said: "It's not that scary. If it is a real star, let alone the formations of the Ji-Feng Sheng Palace, even the Dao Locks, Great Saint Inscriptions, and Divine Patterns in the entire Goddess City are all It will be melted and destroyed in an instant. With a full blow from the false god, a holy city will be destroyed and disappear. If the false god self-destructs, it will be comparable to the explosion of a star and can destroy the entire Ice King."
The star that flew out of "The Sun Shines on Nine Provinces" crashed into the galaxy and rushed straight towards Bai Qing'er.
The great sage monks behind Bai Qing'er didn't dare to come forward. They fled far away to avoid the light of the stars.
Among them, there were two big saints that could not be retired, and the beams emitted by the stars were hit. One of them had a hole the size of a washbasin in his vest. For another, half of his body melted and disappeared.
In front of a supreme saint like Gu Shejing, the life of a hundred-flag saint appears extremely fragile, no different from that of a mortal.
"Have you even used all your desperate means?"
Bai Qing'er stared at the flying star. There was no fluctuation on her snow-white face. Just when she was about to take action, she sensed something and immediately withdrew half of her power.
Behind her, a golden sword swung out.
The sword light was like a waterfall falling from the sky, hitting the star and splitting it apart. Countless flames, like decomposed meteorites, fell across the desert.
Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King was hit by a cloud of fire after the star shattered. He was instantly seriously injured and vomited blood.
"Stab it!"
The picture scroll of "The Sun Shines on Kyushu" was shattered.
Even the skin of a divine beast cannot withstand the sword energy of Wu Ma Jiuxing.
In the desert below the picture scroll, a bottomless canyon was torn open by the sword energy, and the yellow sand continued to slide into the canyon.
The formations that make up the desert world were severely damaged by this knife. Countless formation inscriptions were broken and became very unstable, and the formations appeared to break.
Xiao Hei cracked the best layer of the formation inscriptions, widened his eyes, showed joy, and smiled: "It's done, the formation is broken!"
Zhang Ruochen and Gu Shejing could not laugh, but stared at Wu Ma Jiuxing walking from a distance.
What if the formation is broken?
With Wu Ma Jiu Xing around, they can't escape.
Wu Ma Jiuxing held the Zhou Fan Bracelet, with a hint of deep thought and recollection in his eyes, and said: "Three hundred years ago, it was on this Ice King planet that he fought against the Son of God Yuqiu. At that time, he first entered the Supreme Realm, And I have reached the pinnacle of the Supreme Realm and can be called a demigod.¡±
"He is vigorous and sharp, and he is in charge of the Temple of Destiny. No one in the entire hell world is dissatisfied. And although I am higher than him, and even more powerful in the dark world, it is a pity that I am insignificant in front of his supreme light."
¡°Back then, I was so ambitious that I just wanted to defeat the Son of God in the Temple of Destiny, thereby proving myself and becoming famous in heaven and hell.¡±
"It's a pity that although God Son Yuqiu has just entered the Supreme Realm for the first time, he already has unrivaled magical powers. I tried my best, but I can only draw a tie with him. I know that in a few decades at most, I will definitely lose to him. So I practiced hard and even went to some ancient ruins that were considered forbidden by the gods."
"Thirty years ago, I had perfected my magical powers, mastered the art of swordsmanship, and came out of seclusion with full confidence. I was about to defeat all the strong men in heaven and hell. With an attitude of being invincible in the world, I stepped into the realm of gods and became the representative of this Yuanhui. One of the characters.¡±
"It's a pity that the opponent I most wanted to defeat, Yuqiu Shenzi, failed to survive the tribulation and turned into ashes in the dust and mud of the Nine Heavens.?Because he felt that he was locked by strong space power and time power. In addition, there was an unparalleled sword intent that pierced into his body like a sea-fixing needle, making him unable to move.
"I didn't expect that I would have to take this sword in the end."
Wuma Jiuxing¡¯s eyes were filled with sharp light, and he pressed out his hands at the same time.
"Shuashua."
In the realm of absolute rules, countless billions of sword rules turned into endless golden knives, like an endless river of knives, rushing straight towards Zhang Ruochen's sword.
"Boom!"
No one can see what is going on in the sword duel.
The light there is so bright that it can blind the eyes of the great sage.
A large area of ??space collapsed, and how many Dao Locks, Great Sage Inscriptions, and Divine Patterns were destroyed.
Bai Qing'er took action to protect all the great sages in the garden, otherwise they would fall into the void even if they were not killed by the chaotic sword energy.
When the space was restored, the great sage with the top cultivation level could finally see clearly the figures of Zhang Ruochen and Wuma Jiuxing.
I saw that the sword rules mobilized by Wu Ma Jiuxing were completely defeated by the sword energy left by Hades to Zhang Ruochen. The tip of Shen Yuan's ancient sword pierced directly into his chest, and continued to penetrate deeper.
It seemed like he was going to kill him with one sword.
Wu Ma Jiuxing's palms pressed against the body of Shen Yuan's ancient sword. Suddenly, long fiery red hair stood up like steel needles, and his aura increased again, and he shouted: "True God's The sword energy is exhausted, you can¡¯t kill me after all.¡±
He retracted his palms, and an unparalleled force burst out from his body. He transformed his right hand into a sword and slashed at Zhang Ruochen.
"I will come to meet you for a while."
The little black owl-like body was burning with immortal flames. Its huge claws suddenly slapped out, and the divine voice of the ancient phoenix came from its body.
The claws collided with the knife in Wuma Jiuxing's right hand. Suddenly, the desert formation world completely collapsed, as if the entire world had been destroyed.
Xiao Hei flew out, but his other claw grabbed Zhang Ruochen and took him away.
Wuma Jiuxing's figure flashed, and he took a step back, looking at the rapidly running owl, with a surprised look in his eyes.
Although he was severely injured by Pluto's sword energy and caused old injuries in his body. The palm sword he just swung was far from exerting its full strength. However, the owl still became the only one after his cultivation. The presence that knocked him back a step. It looked like it was running away in good spirits, and it didn't seem to be injured at all.
¡°Interesting, it¡¯s actually a phoenix that survived nine deaths and was reborn.¡±
Wuma Jiuxing was about to catch up when his face suddenly froze and he stopped in place. He let the blood flow from the sword wound on his chest and took out a rusty ancient bronze knife.
This is the first time he has used combat weapons since he reached great cultivation.
So much so that rust appeared on my beloved sword.
It¡¯s been a long time since I¡¯ve used it to kill people.
"In the Temple of Death, all ten souls of the dead are dispatched. The Temple of Destiny pays so much attention to me. I don't know whether I should be happy or have a headache." Wuma Jiuxing stood with a sword in his eyes, his eyes indescribable indifference and pride.
Wherever his eyes passed, ten groups of shadows with different outlines were approaching from ten different directions, from far to near.
As early as when Zhang Ruochen activated the three supreme holy weapons, the battle in the Mecha-Sealed Holy Mansion had already alarmed the entire Goddess City, and the news spread throughout the seventeen realms of Ice King at the fastest speed.
"After your fight with Zhuo Yunong, you should have hidden yourself and recuperated your injuries. You should not have stayed in such a dangerous place as the Goddess City. Now, you have been hit hard again by a Hundred Flail Realm Great Sage. It is obviously destiny. Today , you will perish here." He said this at one moment.
He stepped out of the shadows, an angel with twelve white wings.
Only gods among angels can have twelve wings.
His name is "Yu Sha", he is the reincarnation of the god corpse after the death of an angelic false god in the heaven world. He is not only a supreme saint corpse cultivator, but also retains part of the false god's soul, and even has half of the divine source in his body.
"No one has ever been able to make the Palace of Death activate all ten temples at the same time. You are the only one." Jinsha also walked out of the shadows. He was like a Buddha, with brilliant golden light on his body, and one hundred and eight thousand Buddhist inscriptions rising and falling under his feet. , representing the one hundred and eight thousand kinds of spells he has cultivated.