Sword Qi burst out from Da Yi's body, and suddenly cut the face of Emperor Fengdu with a deep bone.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, the world wiped out that sword qi, and then began to instill energy to heal the ancestral witch.

Bang!

Flesh and blood splattered, Da Yi's angry eyes widened, and his head shot to the side.

His body has been completely reduced to pieces.

His eyes blinked, and then he lost his breath.

Emperor Fengdu did not speak, and proceeded to treat the next one.

Bang!

Next one!

Bang bang bang!

Except for Houtu, the other five ancestral witches died completely.

Emperor Fengdu looked at the phantom of Houtu and said with a bleak expression: "I didn't save it!"

Hou Tu did not speak, the six samsara behind him had collapsed, and only a huge black hole was slowly rotating. Inside, a dragon horn and a tiger's body were constantly roaring towards her. He belonged to Ditian. Real soul!

He originally wanted to steal the six reincarnations, but after being discovered, he surrendered directly, and then lived in the six reincarnations, and at the same time pondered the feasibility of the birth of the seventh reincarnation.

As a result, he didn't want to fly into misfortune, and he completely broke up with the six reincarnations, leaving only the semi-finished seventh reincarnation and his true soul not completely perished.

But I don't want the six reincarnations to collapse, and the saint of Houtu can still control him.

The blood and flesh of countless ancestral witches were completely sucked into the six reincarnations at this moment, turned into huge energy, and began to perfect the seventh reincarnation.

The endless flesh and blood is being sucked by the black hole, and Houtu's heart is completely dead at this moment.

If she were to avenge her, it was obviously impossible. The strength of the Master Tongtian was beyond her reach, and besides, she had completely become a weak and remnant soul.

And the Twelve Ancestor Witch only had less than half a year, and she was the only one left.

"Ugh!"

Emperor Fengdu dragged his weak body, stretched out his hand to tear the space, and disappeared on the wild land with Hou Tu.

In this battle, the sages of the heavens lost completely, except for the existence of the Tongtian line, and the other sages such as Nu Wa who did not participate in the battle.

Above the nine heavens, the Lord Tongtian was disheveled, his expression was full of violence, and blood was everywhere in his eyes. He was completely lured out of the evil thoughts in his heart by the skyless black lotus.

"Hehehe, hahaha!"

boom!

The huge planet around him hit him, but it exploded, causing no harm to him at all.

The grinding world disk behind his back is spreading the law of destruction that tears the earth and the earth, and there is almost no existence that can get close to him.

And behind him is endless darkness and the broken sun.

Rolling magma scattered on the ground behind him, and he ignored it.

He rolled his eyes and looked at the ground.

The terrifying eyes scanned the Saint Nuwa, and then his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in the dark abyss under the Nine Nether Hell.

The Wukong and others who were saving the common people below all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where did he go?"

God rebelled for a long time before daring to turn around.

"It should have gone to Netherworld!"

"Couldn't he want to make a sword in the netherworld? That way, the predecessor would become two halves?"

The expression on Long Xiao's face was already stiff, and his speech became a problem. Although the other heads had awakened under his strength, they were sick and listless.

"He seems to have gone to the Dark Abyss!"

Ling Lan said, Ying Zheng on his shoulder looked at the fragmented heaven at this moment and was completely speechless.

"Be careful, Yingluo has fallen!"

What he thought of Yingzhuo Shouxin a long time ago was actually happening in front of him at this moment, but the lack of Yingzhuo collapsed.

"boom!"

But Wukong smashed it directly, and the huge fist now became much bigger than the planet.

With a punch, that Yinghuo was directly smashed into the chaotic air.

"Isn't it good to accept him directly?"

Ling Lan glared at Wukong. How could this monkey know that he was arrogant?

"You do it, you go!" Wukong said bitterly!

"Huh? I'm on it, I'm on it!"

Yinglan's figure flashed, rushed into the chaos, stretched out her hand to make a move, and saw that the enchantment that was about to collapse disappeared directly.

Ying Zheng blinked: "You put it away?"

"Um!"

At this moment, Hongjun's figure was drawn into Ling Lan's eyes.

I saw Hongjun’s rules of heaven appearing behind him, constantly repairing the fetal membranes of Honghuang, but the storm formed by the chaos is too huge, Hongjun is obviously a little struggling.

Hum!

Seeing this, Ling Lan began to help repair the world's fetal membranes with Hongjun.

Hongjun's face was tense, he glanced at her and said nothing.

What is Honghuang now, he knows well that when Tongtian cuts out that sword, the rules of Tiandao will have become incomplete. Although I don’t know how many rules Tiandao has lost now, it is definitely more than before the amount of calamity. To be incomplete.

"Do you ever see Tongtian?"