Qiting was horrified. At this moment, he almost gave up all his thoughts and stretched out his arms to block the mud tires.

"Pooh ---"

The sound of the knife body entering into the flesh sounded, and under the blade of the Tai Luo Excalibur, which could be cut off even by the rules of the road, Qi Ting's entire arm was cut off by the roots, and the blood of the **** with ancestral breath was spilled into the void.

Eating with pain and sigh, Qi Ting summoned a huge Qi Lin Bao Xiang to force Jian Wushuang to retreat.

Was shocked, and the severed left arm was born again, and Qiting looked at him with hatred in his eyes.

"Oh, ah, since you are dying for death, then this seat will send you into reincarnation today!"

At the next moment, the cover of the sky and the Qilin treasure were transformed into a stream of fire stars.

Ki Ting stood on the spot, absorbing the magical power of the Kirin treasure, and at the same time, the countless meteor stars wrapped him in it like a rain curtain.

Every tiny meteor turned into a scale and dotted on Qiting's body.

Melting stone into armor, turning flame into robe.

Avenue is fully blessed, just like the first ancestor of Qilin King, shocked.

Raised his hand and cast it in his feet, and the power of the sun would burn the void out of the deep marks of the road.

Qi Ting was wrapped in flowing fire, and a group of fire-like flames condensed in his hand, slamming into Jian Wushuang.

His gaze was fixed, and he was not afraid of it. He lifted the Tarot sword in his hand and stepped forward.

A pale cyan invisible barrier surging from Jian Wushuang's whole body, the two collided, bursting out a dazzling horror of firepower!

Like a huge fire rain, all the Supremes of Life Shrine are performing magical powers, sheltering the 150,000 Supremes who have been weakened to a certain extent.

"Thanks for the timely assistance of the Shrine of Life, or I'm afraid it will all be folded here today." Looking at Xuebo Supreme and others, Feng Qi felt terrified.

Blood Wave Supreme nodded with a smile, "Thank you also thank Wushuang Gongzhu. If it was not for him to decide to set off immediately, I am afraid that it will take us several decades to get the news."

I do n’t know if it was the injury or other reasons. Feng Qi faced a blush, and then whispered in a voice that only one person can hear. "He and I have to thank him separately."

Above the broken void, the three ancestral ancestors engaged in battle, and even the farther stars were torn apart.

Sword Wushuang used one pair of two, but he didn't fall down at all. Every time he made a sword, he could plow down a deep gully on the flame melting armor of Qi Ting's body.

And the mud tire that looks exactly like Qi Ting looks like a ghost. Every time he shoots, he carries countless sorrows and howls, which sounds strange and incomparable.

Light and dark, gradually began to surround the sword Wushuang wrapped.

A type of power world gate floats above the void, and the magnificent divine power shines on the world.

This is the first ancestral technique to be performed since Jian Wushuang became an ancestor. A fingertip shines through the sky and covers the ground.

Far exceeded all previous sentimentary blows, causing Qi Ting's gaze to suddenly abruptly, almost subconsciously retreating rapidly.

However, the mud tire did not react at all, but raised his palm in preparation for the blow.

"No!"

Seeing back quickly, Qiting was almost crazy and rushed back. Regardless of the fact that the finger of the sky had come, he directly reached out and pushed the mud tire out.

"Boom!"

One finger is shining, and even the void is easily destroyed in it. The Qiting roared as a giant unicorn, two arms directly hugged the fingertips, and carried out a crazy wrestling.

All monks are watching this shocking scene of ancestral duel.

Above the broken void, it seems that ten thousand rounds of the sun have risen, and the extreme day has swallowed and covered together.

Under this extreme daylight, even the strongest ancestors cannot look directly.

Time seems to be stagnant, and the pole is only forever.

In that bright day, the Tarot Excalibur slowly sheathed, the sword Wushuang stood in the same place, and his face was not waved, as if everything that happened next was within his expectation.

The extreme daytime caused by the explosion exploded, and the void was broken even worse.

In the most broken center, sat on his knees with a miserable figure.

The power of the sun has dispersed, and the original huge body like a demon **** has now returned to its original state.

The flame armor is also broken, and the ancestral **** body also hurt the origin during the blocking process.

God's blood flows from every pore of Qiting, just like a blood man.

Sword Musou slowly came to him, not worrying that he would attack.

There was a big mouthful of blood in the mouth, and Qi Ting ’s pupil with the indestructible source was staring at Jian Wushuang, "I really did not expect it, and it was only in less than three hundred years that you grew to such a terrible state. , Even if I slough out of a mud tire, I ’m not even as good as you? "

Jian Wushuang's eyes sank like water, suppressing the anger, "You have been promoted to the ancestor level, and you are the Eternal God of the entire divine power universe. Why do you have to brutally kill nearly ten million monks?"

"They?" Qi Ting chuckled, "It's just a group of ants, let them melt into me, is a kind of sublimation to them."

"Jian Mushuang, your growth is far beyond my imagination. As long as you let me go, I will tell you a big secret. Are you willing to waste the endless years and guard here?" Qi Ting struggled to think To get up, his eyes are full of desire to live ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Jian Wushuang no longer spoke, but pointed a finger at him remotely.

In an instant, the rules of the avenue were broken, and the divine power was forcibly drawn from the body of Qiting. The luck belonging to the ancestors was returned to the universe at this moment.

And the pure ancestral source that contained the enlightenment of countless roads was also removed by Jian Wushuang.

Qi Ting's rickety rise, the rare clearness in the originally mad eyes.

"Sword Wushuang, if one day you want to find the realm of emptiness, you will certainly repeat my mistakes."

"By then, I am looking forward to seeing your choice."

After saying this sentence, Qi Ting's **** body shattered, turned into countless ancient stars, and scattered in nine days and ten places.

Has been in the position of the Eternal God for three hundred years, and seduce the Qiting of the nearly ten million monks of the divine power universe.

The bad results created by Qiting are even worse than the virtual universe.

The last fire of nearly ten million divine universes was all lured by them.

The divine universe has already reached the edge of collapse and barrenness.

Even if Qiting was killed, it would be difficult to counteract the evils he created.

Sword Musou is hard to understand. How could the Qitong, who was originally easy-going and generous, become this kind of look.

At this moment, the Qiting mud tire, who was also hit by the extreme day and was seriously injured, slowly got up and took a deep look at Jian Wushuang before turning into a black light, which was scattered directly in the stars.

Because its speed is too fast, when no one has responded, it has completely disappeared.