In the land of the southern border, four figures galloped past, knowing their orders to hunt down and kill the three gods, running for 100,000 miles, vowing to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.
Ahead, in the Great Execution of God Array, the injuries of the three God Lords headed by the Qilin God Lord are still deteriorating.
In the rear, the phoenix galloped at an extreme speed.
The unicorn and the phoenix, the ancient gods, will have a final battle today.
After running for hundreds of thousands of miles, it was difficult to get rid of the pursuit behind him. The three gods, Qilin, Qinglong, and Baihu, looked more and more serious, and rushed towards the Zhongtian Realm with all their strength.
However, the Central Heaven Realm was more than a million miles away from the Southern Border.
"You can't escape!"
The phoenix galloped past, and in the phoenix fire, Ning Chen walked out, holding Jue Xian, full of murderous intent.
After chasing and killing all the way, and confronting again, Ning Chen passed by, and slashed at the unicorn god who was more severely injured.
The Qilin God Lord looked horrified, urging the few remaining spirits in his body to block the immortal sword.
The rumble shook violently, the immortal sword slaughtered the god, and the blood energy in the main body of the unicorn god surged, and it shook hundreds of feet again.
In the god formation, the three god masters lived and breathed together, dispersing the injuries in the main body of the unicorn god.
The invincible formation has now become a drag, and the injuries in the three main bodies of the gods are accumulating faster and faster, and it is gradually difficult to support.
The three gods also realized this, looked at each other, and had to cut off the connection between each other.
The great formation dispersed, the three gods all around, the aura of destruction disappeared, and they returned to their true appearances.
The unicorn, the blue dragon, and the white tiger, the three visions manifested in the sky, the majesty of the world, and the world changed color.
"Finally willing to come out of the turtle shell?"
In the void, Ning Chen looked at the three gods and said coldly.
"Great Sword World!"
With a deep shout, Ning Chen's hand, Juxian Xian was in the sky, and the sword world was manifested. In the void, the sword intent spread, filling the entire battle situation.
In the sword world, a different light rose, and the three immortal swords manifested again, suffocating and murderous.
Above the nine heavens, the cloud of swords that Wan Jian turned into descended from the sky, criss-crossed, and slashed towards the three gods.
"Qinglong Destroying God Order."
Among the three Divine Lords, the Azure Dragon Divine Lord burst into a cultivation base, the azure light was dazzling, and the phantom of the giant dragon burst out of the sky, shaking ten thousand swords.
With a mind and no intention, the Qinglong God Lord, who was severely wounded, could not block the ten thousand swords. Among the ten thousand swords, the Sword of Immortal Execution silently manifested, directly piercing the phantom of the giant dragon, and penetrated into the chest of the God Lord.
"puff!"
A splash of blood stained the sky red, and in the sword stream, the figure with white hair in plain clothes reappeared, raising his hand and pressing it on the head of the Azure Dragon God.
"what!"
The mournful cry of the Azure Dragon God Lord sounded, and the whole body of divine essence and blood energy was quickly pulled away and swallowed by the chaotic demonic energy.
Not far away, the two gods, Qilin and Baihu, saw this scene and were shocked.
The cultivation base of the divine body was less than 10% of the peak, and the two divine masters had no choice but to turn around and flee.
"Can you go?"
In the stream of thousands of swords, Ning Chen swung his sword, and the sword light surged out like a waterfall.
The sword of infinite infinity, shocking the heavens and the earth, weeping ghosts and gods, where the sword passes, the void is destroyed.
Ahead, the two gods hurriedly dodged, but they were constrained by their heavily wounded bodies and were unable to do so.
"boom!"
The impact of the sword flow caused the two gods to turn red all over. The temple masters who were once famous all over the world have now fallen to Pingyang.
"Damn it!"
The master of Qilin Pavilion was unwilling. Seeing that the success of the ten thousand years plan was imminent, it was ruined. He was not reconciled, not reconciled!
Furious, the Qilin Pavilion Master's body was full of surging spiritual energy, and he fully developed his final power, turning it into a sure-fire move to slay the gods and destroy the demons.
In the void, the unicorn roared furiously, and the azure thunder around his body surged, ramming towards Zhiming in front of him.
The last counterattack of the Lord of the Gods was earth-shattering, the unicorn stepped through the air, and all the voids collapsed.
Ning Chen looked at the vision of the unicorn rushing past, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Knowing that this was the last counterattack of the Qilin God, Ning Chen stepped on his feet and walked extremely fast, avoiding its edge.
However, the Qilin God Lord, who was equipped with Lei Ting, tried his best to finally cultivate, and his speed actually matched that of the Phoenix in a short period of time.
Avoiding for a few breaths, the unicorn vision finally arrived in front of him, Ning Chen stared, waved his left hand, and the green tripod appeared, smashing directly towards the front.
With a loud bang, the unicorn vision collided with the green tripod, and a terrifying wave broke out. In the back, Ning Chen grabbed the green tripod that was blown away, and retreated a hundred miles.
During the battle, blood was flowing from the corners of the Qilin God Lord's mouth, and the oil was exhausted.
"Uh!"
After holding on for a long time, the Qilin God Lord suddenly staggered under the feet, and the blood and energy all over his body frantically overflowed.
In the distance, when Ning Chen saw this, his figure passed by in an instant, and Jue Xian slashed, ruthlessly.
The Qilin Divine Master narrowed his eyes and hurriedly dodged.
"Bah!"
The sound of clothing and silk being torn rang out, and a terrifying sword wound appeared in front of the unicorn God Lord's chest, and the bones were deeply visible.
After another heavy blow, the Qilin God Lord stepped back several steps, and before he could regain his senses, Jue Xian Jianfeng came to him again.
The unicorn god raised his hand to shake the immortal sword, but saw the immortal sword turning around, and the continuous offensive was threatening to kill.
During the battle, Ning Chen's figure was like electricity, and his moves were ruthless and ruthless.
"Bah!"
The sound of torn clothes and silk resounded again, and the Qilin God Lord was dyed vermilion again, and the defeat accumulated, and he was no longer able to fight back.
"Uh!"
Suddenly, the Qilin God Lord staggered, and at the chest, the Immortal Jue Sword penetrated through the body, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.
"the fourth."
Ning Chen raised his hand and directly shattered the former Heavenly Spirit with one palm. Immediately, the demonic energy around his body was surging, swallowing him up.
After a few breaths, Ning Chen's body gradually stabilized, and his eyes swept across, but there was no sign of the White Tiger God Lord.
Before the crisis of life and death, God Master White Tiger could no longer care about the friendship of fellow practitioners, and chose to escape by himself.
Ning Chen released his consciousness, and after a long time, his eyes turned to the northwest, without delay, he quickly chased after him.
There is the last one, since it is shot, it must be cut down.
After swallowing up the four gods, Ning Chen's dantian was filled with turbulent divine energy, which was extremely unstable.
Above the four source whirlpools, the Heavenly Book of Creation ups and downs, barely suppressing the power of the Four Signs and Gods that may erupt at any time.
Ning Chen knew that he didn't have much time, and he had to kill the last White Tiger God as soon as possible.
Day and night, Ning Chen chased the fleeing White Tiger Divine Master without a moment's rest.
The fear in the heart of the White Tiger God became more and more intense. After living for tens of thousands of years, it was the first time that he felt the threat of death so clearly.
Just as the distance between the two kept getting closer and Ning Chen was about to take another shot, a sword light broke through from a distance, blocking the front.
In front of him, the young man in white, carrying an ancient sword, has a strong and unusual aura, and he has reached the fifth realm.
"magic?"
The young man frowned as he looked at the demonic energy surrounding the person in front of him.
"Your Excellency, please move away." Ning Chen said calmly.
The young man withdrew his gaze, ignoring the identity of the former, and said lightly, "Comparing swords with me, ten moves, you won't die, I will let you go."
Ning Chen heard the words, his expression turned cold, and he said solemnly, "What if I don't agree!"
"It's not up to you."
The young man said a word lightly, and pointed at the condensed sword, in front of Zhiming in an instant.
The astonishing sword, fierce and forceful, Ning Chen's expression sank, and the horizontal sword blocked the move.
With a thud, Ning Chen's figure retreated a few steps, holding the sword in his hand, feeling sore and numb.
"How, fight or not fight?" The boy said solemnly.
The unpredictable disaster stimulated the demonic nature in Ning Chen's heart.
"Good come!"
Fighting intent erupted in the boy's eyes, the ancient sword behind him was unsheathed, and the autumn water fell, his eyes full of amazement.
Divine Sword Autumn Water, Immortal Sword Juxian Immortal, the two world-class warriors clashed with murderous intent.
The swords are intertwined, the palms are surging, and in the blink of an eye, it is already a few strokes.
In the eyes of the young man, he became more and more excited. He hadn't met such a powerful opponent for a long time.
"Cut the Divine Dao, Heaven's Judgment"
The autumn water turned, the sword light soared into the sky, the young man transported his sword to the pole, and slashed the sky with one sword.
"Swordsmanship, wind and thunder change."
Ning Chen focused, swung his sword, the nine days were chaotic, and the world was roaring with thunder.
The two poles collided, the sky was destroyed and the earth was overturned. In the violent remaining energy, Ning Chen's figure disappeared in an instant.
The young man's expression was slightly condensed, and he was fully alert.
However, as time passed, Ning Chen's figure never reappeared.
The teenager finally realized that he had been deceived, and his face was ugly and abnormal.
In the northwest of southern Xinjiang, Ning Chen's figure galloped past, chasing the trail of the White Tiger God with all his strength.
At the end of the southern border, in front of a gloomy ghost land, Ning Chen stopped and looked forward, frowning slightly.
The breath of the White Tiger Divine Lord disappeared here, and it seemed that he entered here.
This kind of unknown place, if possible, he really doesn't want to go in.
However, if he doesn't want to enter or wants to enter, he must get the source of the White Tiger God.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen stepped forward and walked into the ghost land step by step.
The unknown ghost land is full of corpses, and some corpses have only white bones, and it seems that they have been a lot of years.
Ning Chen looked ahead, his consciousness released, and he was fully alert.
In the past, others forced him into the Jedi, but today it is the other way around.
I hope that the White Tiger God Lord is not so short-lived.
In the depths of the dead place, the heavily wounded White Tiger God Lord staggered forward, and suddenly, his eyes looked straight ahead, with a horrified expression on his face.
There was no time to exclaim, and the ghost energy filled his body, instantly engulfing the White Tiger God Lord.
"Um?"
At the rear, Ning Chen felt the powerful ghost energy that erupted in front of him, stepped on his foot, and quickly swept forward.
In the depths of the dead place, Ning Chen swept up, looked at the ghost energy that was rapidly converging in front of him, slashed with a sword, and the road ahead stood out.
Time was running out, Ning Chen didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately swept into it.
The next moment, the ghostly energy disappeared, and Ning Chen's figure also disappeared.
At the same time, in the Rising Sun Shrine, the Rising Sun Yang God, who obtained the blood of the phoenix and the Suzaku, rose with flames, and became the first deity since ancient times to obtain the source of all divine fire.
Phoenix, Suzaku, and the Three-legged Golden Crow, the gods who controlled the flames in different eras, have gathered together at the present time, their terrifying aura is surging, and their divine might is shocking to the world.
In front of the comatose Rising Sun Yangshen, Luna and King Airan Ming were shocked by the terrifying aura, and their faces were horrified.
"Why is this happening?" Luna asked with a condensed expression.
"I don't know either." King Ai Ran Ming narrowed his eyes, the two drops of blood in his heart were gifted by his fate, and he was probably the only one who knew the reason.