Chapter 4664

Qi Ting was shocked. At this moment, he almost gave up all his thinking and stretched out his arm to block the mud tire.

"Poop -"

The sound of the sword entering the flesh sounded. Under the blade of the Tai Luo divine sword, which can cut off the rules of the road, the whole arm of Qi Ting was cut off by roots, and the divine blood with ancestral breath sprinkled into the void.

With a groan of pain, the Kirin Court summoned a huge Kirin treasure and forced the sword back in a flash.

The body shook, and the severed left arm was born again. Qi Ting looked at him with great hatred.

"Well, well, since you are determined to die, this seat will send you into reincarnation today!"

At the next moment, the hidden unicorn turned into quickfire and scattered stars.

Qi Ting stood in the same place, absorbing the divine light of Qi Lin's appearance. At the same time, countless flowing stars wrapped him like a rain curtain.

Every tiny spark star turned into a scale and dotted Qi Ting's body.

Melt the stone into armor and turn the flame into robe.

Da Dao is blessed with all his blessings, just like the ancestor of the early Kirin king, shaking the sky and the earth.

When you raise your hands and feet, the power of Yang will burn the void out of the deep mark.

Qi Ting's whole body was covered with flowing fire, and his hands condensed a fire like the sun, which crashed into the unparalleled sword.

As soon as his eyes coagulated, he was not afraid at all. He took the Tarot sword in his hand and stepped up.

A pale blue invisible barrier surged up from the unparalleled sword. The two collided and burst out a bright and terrible divine power fire!

Like a vast fire rain, all the supreme masters in the temple of life exerted their magic powers to shelter the 150000 supreme masters who were weak to a certain extent.

"Thank you for your timely assistance from the temple of life, otherwise I'm afraid they'll all be folded here today." Looking at Xuebo Zhizun and others, Fengqi felt a lingering fear.

The Supreme Master of Xuebo nodded and smiled, "thank you and the unparalleled palace master. If he didn't decide to leave immediately, I'm afraid it would take us dozens of days to learn the news."

I don't know whether it was the heavy injury or other reasons. Feng Qi felt a blush on his face, and then whispered in a voice that only he can hear, "he naturally wants to thank me alone."

On the broken void, the three top ancestors fought, and even the more distant stars were torn apart.

The sword is unparalleled. With one to two, he doesn't lose the wind at all. With each sword, he can plow a deep gully on the flame melting armor of Qi ting.

And the as like as two peas, the mud is very similar to the ghosts. His every move is accompanied by countless sad and Howling sounds, which are very strange.

One light and one dark, he began to gradually surround the unparalleled sword.

The gate of heaven in the realm of power floats on the void, and its glory shines on heaven and earth.

This is the first ancestral skill performed since the unparalleled sword became the ancestral level. A huge finger with bright fingertips covered the sky.

A blow far beyond all his previous feelings made Qi Ting's eyes suddenly freeze, almost subconsciously retreating rapidly.

However, the mud tire did not respond at all. Instead, it raised its palm to prepare for the blow.

"No!"

Seeing this, Qi Ting, who was rapidly retreating, almost went crazy and rushed back. Regardless of the coming of the whole sky, he directly stretched out his hand and pushed the mud tire out.

"Boom!"

One finger is bright, and even the void is easily nirvana in it. The Kirin Court, who is a huge Kirin, roars. His two arms directly hug his fingertips and engage in crazy wrestling.

All the monks watched the shocking scene of the ancestral duel.

Above the broken void, it is like ten thousand great suns rising, and the polar days devour and cover it together.

In the light of this extreme day, even the semi ancestral strong can't look directly at it.

Time seems to stagnate, and the polar day lasts forever.

In that bright day, Tarot's divine sword slowly retracted its scabbard, and the sword stood in place without any waves, as if everything that happened next was in his expectation.

The polar day generated by the martyrdom explosion dispersed, and the void was broken even more.

In the most broken place, a miserable figure knelt down.

The power of reaching the Yang dissipated, and the original huge body shape like a demon God has now been restored to its original state.

The fire burning and melting armor were all broken, and the ancestral God body also hurt the origin in the process of blocking.

Divine blood gushed from every pore of Qiting, just like a blood man.

The sword came to him slowly without fear that he would attack violently.

He coughed up a big mouthful of divine blood. Qi Ting's pupils, which were surging with the immortal origin, stared at the sword. "I really didn't expect that you would grow to such a terrible level in less than 300 years. Even if I shed a mud fetus, I wouldn't be as good as you?"

The sword had no eyes and sank like water. He suppressed his anger and said, "you have been promoted to the ancestral level and the God of the whole divine power universe. Why do you have to kill nearly ten million monks cruelly?"

"They?" Qiting chuckled, "it's just a group of mole ants. Let them melt into me is a sublimation of them."

"The sword is unparalleled. Your growth is far beyond my imagination. As long as you let me go, I will tell you a great secret. Are you only willing to waste endless years and guard here?" Qi Ting struggled to get up, his eyes full of desire to live.

Sword matchless no longer spoke, but stretched out a finger and pointed at him.

In an instant, the rules of the avenue were broken, and the divine power was forcibly removed from Qiting. All the ancestral Qi was returned to the universe at this moment.

The pure ancestral origin, which contains countless Avenue feelings, was also removed by the sword.

Qi Ting got up shakily, and the rare Qingming in his crazy eyes came down.

"The sword is unparalleled. If one day you want to find that ethereal realm, you will repeat my mistakes."

"At that time, I look forward to seeing your choice."

After saying this, the divine body of Qiting was broken into countless ancient stars and scattered on the nine days and ten places.

Qi Ting, who has been on the throne of the God of the universe for 300 years and lured and killed nearly ten million monks in the universe, broke up Luodu and finally died in the unparalleled hand of the sword.

Qi Ting's evil consequences are even worse than the empty universe.

Nearly tens of thousands of divine power, the last firewood of the universe, were all lured and killed by it.

The universe of divine power has reached the edge of collapse and desolation.

Even if you kill Qi Ting, it's hard to counteract his evil consequences.

Jian Wushuang is hard to understand. Qi Ting, who used to be easy-going and generous, how could he look like this.

At this moment, the Qiting mud fetus, who was also hit by the polar day and seriously injured, slowly got up, took a deep look at the unparalleled sword, turned into a black light and directly scattered among the stars.

Because its speed is too fast, it has completely disappeared when everyone didn't react.