Puff, puff, puff—
The Immortal Emperor masters of the Ninth Heaven vomited blood one after another, and their bodies creaked due to the powerful pressure.
Waves of destructive aura rushed towards them. It was the power to destroy the heaven and earth and purify everything. It was the result of destroying the entire world. They were just ants under the big hand. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not resist the bitter end of the big hand destroying them.
"What's going on? Why is the demon so powerful?"
"Yes, we tried our best, why can't we resist him?"
"Oh my God, are we going to perish?"
The original confidence was instantly shattered by the great hand of God's destruction. The gap between the false God and the true God really cannot be made up.
The hand of death carries with it endless destructive power. It is the power that can destroy the heaven and earth, annihilate all things, and even destroy gods. Under this power, all obstacles are like passing clouds and will be completely destroyed.
This is the real power of destruction.
Crack, crack, the hand of destruction came down. People's bodies were collapsing, their bones were breaking, and their vitality was being devoured by the hand of destruction.
Truly devoured.
"I didn't expect that even though we tried our best, we were still no match for the demon. This is because the demon forgot about us, not because we didn't try our best."
"Hahahaha, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth is determined by God. We did our best."
"That's right. In my next life, I want to be a member of the Four Divine Beasts Continent and fight against the demons."
"If I don't kill the demons, I will never be at peace."
…
People knew that death had come.
Under the powerful pressure, no one can do anything. The other person's cultivation is that of a true god, while oneself is an Immortal Emperor. They are no longer on the same level. As for treasures, the other person's is a main artifact, while one's is an immortal-level treasure. The difference is too great.
Let them die. They relied on the great formation and four top-grade immortal treasures. They had tried their best, but they could not resist that powerful treasure. What could anyone do
"Hahaha, if we die together, we won't lose out on the road to the underworld."
"Yes, we brothers walked side by side. We are not afraid of all this. We are not lonely on the road to the underworld."
"In the next life, we will fight against the demons. We must kill them all."
…
People know that the deadline has come and there is no chance of turning things around. Let’s just die. Even if we die, we are still heroes of the Middle Thousand Worlds.
There was only determination and hatred for the devil in people's eyes, but no fear.
At this moment, a black and ferocious barrier appeared on Mei Qiqing's body. The barrier was made up of white bones and skeletons, and layers of deathly air were gushing out. This was Mei Qiqing's treasure, the Gate of Hell.
A huge black flag was planted above the Ghost Gate. The flag was unfurled, rustling, and waves of earth-shaking power were displayed. A voice appeared, and his voice was so ethereal, as if it came from the ancient times, as if it came from between heaven and earth, as if it was an eternal tone, as if it came from endless years.
"Your eyes are my eyes, your mouth is my mouth, your body is my body, your life is my life, your soul is my soul..."
A huge black hand came towards the sky and rushed directly above the clouds to welcome the hand of destruction of Allah.
The blackness on the Hand of Destruction surged, and a voice came out of the big hand: "You, you, you, who are you? How come you have the flavor of reincarnation of all realms? How come you have the flavor of reincarnation of heaven and earth?"
It can even be said that Allah's hand of destruction is afraid, truly afraid.
The distant sound of the black hand continued, and its speed was indeed unbelievable. Bang, it directly grabbed the Hand of Destruction of God, and the Hand of Destruction shattered in the vast starry sky.
Then, the huge black hand reached out to grab the Demon God.
The Demon God was shocked, he really couldn't imagine that he had won and could capture all the Immortal Emperor masters in the Ninth Heaven World, take away their bloodlines and complete the mission, but something he didn't expect happened.
He protected himself with a rice rack.
The rice rack fell towards him, but his speed was not as fast as the big black hand. With a click, Mist's body was grabbed by the big hand.
The main artifact of Mizijia was protecting Mist's head. Both sides exerted force, and there was a loud bang, and Mist was split into two parts.
There were two real parts, and he screamed: "Ah—"
"Damn it, how damnable!" Mist, led by the main artifact, fled towards the galaxy.
The black hand did not chase after him, and Mist lost eighty percent of his energy and eighty percent of his Shinto chains, which shook the source of his life. Without tens of thousands of years of recuperation, he would never be able to recover to his peak state.
"How can there be something so powerful? I don't believe it. I really don't believe it."
With Mist's screams, the main artifact took him away.
He could never have imagined that he would almost die in this world of the Middle Thousand Worlds, a place full of insignificant people. This was simply impossible. If it weren't for the main artifact, he would have perished in this sea of stars.
The true God was almost killed by others. How could he not feel incredible and feel the heart-wrenching pain
The black hand that stretched out from the Netherworld Flag came back, holding a ball of True God energy, which had been changed in his hand to become True God-level energy and Shinto order chains.
He slapped his hand towards Ye Xiangyang, and Ye Xiangyang had no power to fight back at all. Boom, Ye Xiangyang felt a sound, and the space in his body was filled with the energy of the true God.
The big black hand slowly returned to the big black flag.
When people saw that they were fine, that the hand of destruction in the sky had disappeared, and that they had escaped disaster, their eyes brightened up.
"We are not dead, hahahaha, we are not dead, the demon has been driven away!"
“Hahaha, I survived a disaster. It really is like I survived a disaster.”
"The demon was defeated by our treasure. Why should we be afraid? Let's rush up and see what has happened to the demon."
Long Tengkong, White Tiger Immortal Emperor, Vermillion Bird Immortal Emperor, Taiqing Immortal Emperor… some masters who had reached the ninth-star Immortal Emperor level all saw that the black hand on their side directly broke the hand of the Heavenly Demon, severely injured the Heavenly Demon, and stuffed the Heavenly Demon's energy into Ye Xiangyang's body.
"Everyone, rush to the sky together and kill the demons. Don't let them escape."
Wow!
More than thirty Immortal Emperor masters at the peak of the Nine-Star level appeared in the galaxy in an instant, and their immortal treasures were driven like rainbows, heading towards the location of the Heavenly Demon garrison.
The seventeen Heavenly Demon Immortal Emperors (virtual gods) at the Heavenly Demon garrison watched in horror as their commander, Mister, was torn apart by a giant black hand, leaving only his head as he fled in panic.
They were all stunned. Oh my god, how powerful should the true god be with the main artifact? That is invincible energy, but they can't resist the black hand. What on earth is the black hand
The commander fled in a panic, taking them with him. Are they leaving us behind in the Middle Thousand Worlds
Oh my god, what should we do? We might as well run away as soon as possible.
They stayed for a while and wanted to escape, but the immortal masters from the Ninth Heaven World had already arrived.
They chased and intercepted the Demon Emperor masters and trapped them.
There was a great battle going on in the sky.
The demon's immortal emperor soldiers were quickly all killed.
There are only seventeen Immortal Emperors left.
Just at this moment, Ye Xiangyang arrived with Yun Jianhan and others.
Ye Xiangyang gave an order: "Set up the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams Heavenly Star Formation."
Following the order, Long Tengkong, White Tiger Immortal Emperor, Vermillion Bird Immortal Emperor and their brothers formed a large formation.
Dragon soars into the sky!
Dragons fight in the wild!
Dragons and tigers crouching!
flamboyant!
Dragon blood dark yellow!
The great formation was in operation, and the Nine Dragons Pillars of Heaven displayed extremely powerful strength, engaging in a fierce battle with the opponent.
Each strike can kill a demon.
You must know that the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams Heavenly Star Formation possesses the energy aura of a true God. A demon who is a virtual god is nothing but an ant under the energy of a true God.
Layers of energy burst out from the Nine Dragons Sky Pillar, and the energy burst out and directly killed the demon. Everything after the killing was received by the Nine-horned Black Tortoise Cauldron.
In just ten breaths, seventeen demon emperor masters were buried in the starry sky.
All the Immortal Emperors in the Ninth Heaven breathed a sigh of relief. They had finally survived this life-threatening crisis. They had finally slain so many demons.
Especially the Immortal Emperor masters in the Eastern Star Region, tears rolled down their cheeks as they looked at the vast starry sky.
They murmured in the starry sky: "Brothers, have a safe journey. You must have a safe journey. We have avenged you. We have killed the demon. Your souls can rest in peace. Have a safe journey, brothers. Have a safe journey."
"The devil is abominable. He killed my disciples, destroyed my world, and drained the blood of my world. His crimes are heinous and unforgivable. I swear to go to the battlefield and kill the devil."
"Brother, now that you are gone, I will definitely carry your will to the Heavenly Demon Battlefield to slay the Heavenly Demons."
Bowls of immortal wine were spilled into the starry sky as the Immortal Emperor of the Eastern Star Region paid tribute to his own people.
Demon Mist was as fast as a meteor, and under the guidance of the main artifact, he came towards the exit. His heart was like boiling magma, he suffered a great loss, who could have thought that in a middle thousand world, without the order of the gods, he could be almost buried, and his cultivation level was reduced to one tenth of what it was, and he needed endless years of cultivation.
"Damn it, it's so damned despicable, I will definitely kill you all."
Under his urging, the main artifact once again opened up a small passage, and in an instant entered the vast starry sky of the universe.
He also had to go back and hand over the blood stored in the main artifact to the priest. Otherwise, their years of hard work would turn into a pile of useless ruins.
Mist was filled with hatred. When he arrived at the church and saw the pastor, how should he tell him? Should he tell him that someone from the Middle Thousand World had killed him, and that his entire army was wiped out, and that only his head had escaped
Isn't that the greatest shame in life