Qiting was horrified. At this moment, he almost gave up all thoughts and stretched out his arms to block Mu Ti.
"Puff—"
The sound of the sword entering flesh was heard. Under the blade of the Tailuo Divine Sword, which could cut even the rules of the great road, Qiting's entire arm was cut off at the root, and the divine blood with the ancestral aura was sprinkled into the void.
With a groan of pain, Qiting summoned the huge Qilin treasure and instantly forced Jian Wushuang to retreat.
His body shook, and the severed left arm regenerated again. Qiting looked at him with hatred in his eyes.
"Come on, come on, since you want to die, I will send you to reincarnation today!"
The next moment, the Qilin treasure covering the sky turned into flowing stars and scattered.
Qiting stood there, absorbing the divine light of the Qilin Treasure. At the same time, the countless flowing stars were like a rain curtain, wrapping him in it.
Each tiny meteor turned into a scale and dotted Qiting's body.
Melt stone into armor, turn flame into robes.
All the great avenues are blessing him, just like the ancestor of the first Qilin King, shaking the heaven and the earth.
With a single movement of his hands and feet, the power of the sun burned deep marks into the void.
Qiting's whole body was wrapped in flowing flames, and a ball of fire like the sun condensed in his hand, slamming towards Jian Wushuang.
His eyes were focused, not afraid at all, he held the Tai Luo sword upside down in his hand and stepped forward to meet the attack.
A light blue invisible barrier surged up from around Jian Wushuang. The two collided, bursting out with bright and terrifying divine power!
Like a vast rain of fire, all the Supreme Beings in the Palace of Life used their magical powers to protect the 150,000 Supreme Beings who had weakened to a certain extent.
"Thank you very much for the timely assistance from the Palace of Life, otherwise I am afraid that everyone would have been lost here today." Looking at the Blood Wave Supreme and others, Feng Qi said with lingering fear.
The Blood Wave Supreme nodded and smiled, "I have to thank Palace Master Wushuang. If he hadn't decided to set off immediately, I'm afraid it would have taken us dozens of days to get the news."
I don't know whether it was because he was seriously injured or for other reasons. A blush appeared on Feng Qi's face, and then he whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "Of course I have to thank him alone."
Above the Broken Void, three supreme ancestors fought, and even the more distant starry sky was torn apart.
Jian Wushuang was able to plow a deep ravine in Qiting's flame-melted armor with every move of his sword.
But the clay tire that looked exactly like Qiting was like a ghost. Every time he made a move, he would let out countless mournful wails, which sounded eerie and infiltrating.
The light and darkness began to gradually surround Jian Wushuang.
The Heavenly Gate of Yi Shiquan Realm floats in the void, and its divine power illuminates the heaven and earth.
This is the first ancestral technique that Jian Wushuang has performed since he became an ancestor. A giant finger with bright fingertips reaches down from the sky.
A blow that far exceeded all previous perceptions made Qiting's eyes suddenly freeze, and he quickly retreated almost subconsciously.
However, the mud tire did not react at all. Instead, it raised its palm to prepare for the blow.
"don't want!"
Qiting, who was retreating rapidly, saw this and rushed back almost madly. Regardless of the finger that reached the sky, he directly reached out and pushed the mud tire out.
"Boom!"
One finger was so bright that even the void was easily destroyed in it. Qiting, who transformed into a giant unicorn, roared angrily, and his two arms directly hugged the fingertips, engaging in crazy wrestling.
All the monks were watching this shocking scene of the ancestral showdown. Above the broken void, it seemed as if the sun was rising, and the sun was swallowing it up and covering it all.
Under this extreme daylight, even a semi-ancestral level expert cannot look directly at it.
Time seems to stand still, and the sun lasts forever.
In the bright sun, the Tailuo Divine Sword slowly sheathed itself, and Jian Wushuang stood in the distance, his expression calm, as if everything that happened next was within his expectation.
The extreme sunlight caused by the explosion dissipated, and the void became even more shattered.
In the most broken center, a miserable figure knelt.
The power of Zhiyang dissipated, and the huge figure like a demon god has now returned to its original shape.
The flame-melting armor was all shattered, and the ancestral divine body also damaged its origin in the process of blocking it.
Divine blood gushes out from every pore of Qiting, like a bloody man.
Jian Wushuang slowly came to him, not worried that he would suddenly attack.
Opening his mouth and coughing out a large mouthful of divine blood, Qiting's pupils filled with immortality stared at Jian Wushuang, "I really didn't expect that in less than three hundred years, you would have grown to such a terrifying stage. , Even if I shed my clay body, I will still be inferior to you?"
Jian Wu's eyes were as heavy as water, and he suppressed his anger and said, "You have been promoted to the ancestor level and are the God of the entire divine universe. Why do you still brutally kill nearly ten million monks?"
"They?" Qiting chuckled, "They are just a group of ants. Letting them merge with me is a kind of sublimation of them."
"Jian Wushuang, you have grown far beyond my imagination. As long as you let me go, I will tell you a huge secret. Are you just willing to waste endless years guarding here?" Qiting struggled to think. He wanted to get up, his eyes full of desire to live.
Jian Wushuang no longer spoke, but stretched out a finger and pointed at him from afar.
In an instant, the rules of the avenue were broken, the divine power was forcibly extracted from Qiting's body, and all the ancestral luck was returned to the universe at this moment.
And the pure ancestral origin that contained countless great insights was also removed by Jian Wushuang.
Qiting stood up unsteadily, and his originally crazy eyes suddenly became clear.
"Jian Wushuang, if one day you want to find that illusory realm, you will definitely make the same mistake I did."
"I'm looking forward to seeing your decision then."
After saying these words, Qiting's divine body shattered and turned into countless eternal stars, scattered across the nine heavens and ten earth.
Qiting, who ascended the throne of the God of the Universe for three hundred years, snared and killed nearly ten million monks in the divine universe, shattered Luodu, and finally perished at the hands of Jian Wushuang.
The evil consequences caused by Qiting are even worse than those in the virtual universe.
The last fuel of the nearly tens of millions of divine powers in the universe were all trapped and killed by it.
The divine universe is on the verge of collapse and desolation.
Even if Qiting is killed, it will be difficult to offset the evil consequences he has caused.
Jian Wushuang couldn't understand how Qiting, who was originally easy-going and generous, could become like this.
At this moment, Qiting Muti, who was also seriously injured by Ji Zhou, stood up slowly. After taking a deep look at Jian Wushuang, he turned into a black light and scattered directly among the stars in the sky.
Because its speed was so fast, it completely disappeared before anyone could react.
(End of chapter)