Qin Ming arrived in an instant and appeared above. The power spurted out from his palm was as vast as the ocean, with billions of runes, completely submerging the Emperor Qianyuan below.
"Shura! That's enough!"
Qin Ming shouted and grabbed the deep sky with one hand. The Nether Hell that was plundering madly in the second world immediately broke away and rushed towards Qin Ming, turning into a death scythe halfway.
The death scythe has billions of murderous auras, like an explosion of mountains and rivers, like a vast ocean, more like the collapse of the starry sky, with a loud rumbling sound that resounds throughout the endless universe.
Large swathes of the universe have turned into a vast ocean of deathly energy, which is extremely terrifying and destroys all life.
The Immortal Demonic Sword immediately soared into the sky, the ancestral soul inside roared, and all the emperor bones were mobilized to their strongest power. They seemed to be sacrificed, with unprecedented power. The killing thoughts raged across the universe, and the killing power was endless. Absolutely.
At this moment, it was as if the refined emperors all appeared as phantoms around the Immortal Demonic Sword.
The Chaos Ancestor and the Wild Ancestor Elf were both parked in the distance, mobilizing their strongest moves to lock on Emperor Qianyuan.
Emperor Qianyuan was aware of the crisis, but did not dare to stick his head out. He immediately mobilized all his blood to stabilize the heavy armor, and even used his blood to activate the God Burial Cauldron, awakening the strongest power of this peerless murder weapon.
"Qiang!!"
Qin Ming grabbed the death sickle, raised his hands, and slashed down at the basalt tortoise shell below.
"Roar!!"
The God Burying Cauldron crashed out, spinning into the sky, billowing air waves settling like the Milky Way for nine days, and the boundless murderous aura silenced the universe.
At this moment, the God Burying Cauldron spread out its boundless phantom, which not only reproduced the great destruction of the ancient war, but also seemed to reproduce the primitive world of the eternal era, with all the strong men inside roaring towards the sky.
However…
The death power of the Death Scythe reached its extreme at this moment, and it actually affected the resentment and murderous aura in the God Burying Cauldron from a distance.
These powerful forces that were inspired by Emperor Qianyuan to launch a counterattack collapsed at this moment.
It’s like hundreds of millions of subjects worshiping the king.
It's more like millions of soldiers greeting the commander-in-chief.
Boom! !
The Death Scythe split open the God Burial Cauldron and struck Emperor Qianyuan in an instant.
The thick tortoise shell was vulnerable to a single blow, and was split open instantly, and even penetrated the body.
Blood surged, bones shattered, and the Xuanwu demon body was split into two halves.
Immediately afterwards, the endless resentment of the God Burying Cauldron and the exploding energy were forcibly torn apart by the Death Scythe and fell, landing right in the middle of the crack.
A loud noise seemed to shake the ancient world, like it was broken for eternity!
Endless light bloomed, more than ten times more than the sun wheel, illuminating the boundless universe!
The next moment, the endless light suddenly gathered, compressed to the extreme, and then suddenly released, like a million oceans out of control, vast and endless in the deep sky.
Qin Ming immediately stabilized the world, grabbed the Nether Hell and retreated quickly.
They were about to kill the Immortal Demonic Sword to make up for it, and they all retreated in panic, being swept into the deep space by the roaring energy.
If Qin Ming hadn't intercepted them in time, the Hell Demon Phoenix and other immortal warriors might have been turned into ashes.
The violent explosions continued, torn apart the Qianyuan Emperor and turned it into a bloody mess, completely disfigured.
He tried his best to struggle out, but was repeatedly hit by horrific explosions, especially the collapse of the God Burying Cauldron, which turned the most powerful killing weapon into his beheading knife.
After Qin Ming stabilized the world, he controlled the death sickle and killed it again.
Emperor Qianyuan forcibly fused his battle body and was knocked out of the chaos. He still had to return to his second world. As long as he returned there, he still had the strength to fight. Even if he died, he would be buried with Qin's life.
However…
He had just appeared, and the billowing energy of death came in force. The death scythe, carrying the resentment of the two worlds, crashed down and hit the Xuanwu armor.
There was a loud rumbling sound, like two planets colliding, and the violent air waves shook the universe, dissipating large amounts of energy. The next moment, Emperor Qianyuan was split open again, and blood flowed wildly.
"cut!!"
Qin Ming turned the death sickle crazily, arousing boundless murderous intent.
One knife!
One knife!
… …
Qin Ming killed until he was crazy and boiling. He didn't give Emperor Qianyuan any chance. He slashed with 30,000 knives, splitting Emperor Qianyuan into pieces all over the sky.
"Netherworld!"
Qin Ming released the death scythe, turning it into a boundless netherworld, sucking in all the fragments in the sky.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
Ghost mountains like sky pillars took shape violently. Under the evolution of Qin Ming, they traveled across the Netherworld, suppressing every scattered fragment of flesh and blood.
Each ghost mountain is tens of thousands of feet high, towering into the sky. It is surrounded by chain-like underworld patterns, boiling with rolling underworld fire, and various seals extend from below, blending with the ground and connecting with the netherworld space.
"Roar… "
Each fragment was resisting crazily, boiling with the power of the Emperor of Heaven, but due to infinite 'splitting', the energy was weakened to the extreme and was suppressed very thoroughly.
The soul of Emperor Qianyuan was suppressed to the deepest part of the netherworld.
The death knell is majestic, exuding a chaotic ghostly energy that reaches the sky, and billions of rays of dark light fall down.
Every roar caused the entire Netherworld to shake, and every ripple was like a ripple in time and space.
Shura sits on the Netherworld Throne, and the Ancestral Dragon wraps around Death Knell, jointly suppressing it.
"Ah! I'm not willing to give in!"
"Ahh..."
"I can not be reconciled… "
Emperor Qianyuan was roaring crazily, but he was imprisoned in the death knell, cutting off his connection with the outside body with the power of life and death.
Qin Ming sat cross-legged in the deep space of the universe, personally controlled the Nether Hell, and cooperated with Shura, Zhan Ancestor, and the endless ghost clan to start refining the body fragments of Emperor Qianyuan.
Emperor Qianyuan is too powerful and cannot be destroyed directly. What's more, if it is not completely destroyed, it can easily escape into the depths of the universe and become a big threat in the future.
Qin Ming simply used the now extremely powerful Netherworld to suppress Emperor Qianyuan.
As long as the body is dealt with cleanly, the soul will be easy to deal with, and then the other party's world source can be smoothly integrated.
In the new world, dust covers the sky and covers the people, heavy rains are boundless, thunder splits the sky, and the raging power of the five elements continues to bring disaster to the entire world.
Especially in the eight continents, mountains and rivers collapsed, spiritual veins dried up, and underground magma surged and collided with the incoming seawater, stirring up monstrous mist.
The common people cry and howl, and the souls are devastated.
They forgot to pray and were trapped in chaos and disaster.
However, although the disaster was huge, it did not continue to intensify. Although chaos filled the field of vision, there was no more terrifying riot.
A large number of surviving creatures looked to the sky anxiously.
Isn't the Emperor of Heaven fighting
Why is it quiet
Is it over, or something happened
More and more creatures looked up to the sky, but what they saw were either dust and mist, or heavy rain and thunder, and thick clouds and mist covered everything.
They can't see anything.
but…
They felt a familiar feeling, that of peace.