Chapter 4659 Overwhelming the Eternal, Ascending to the God of God (Part 1)

Qi Ting was startled, at this moment, he almost gave up all his thinking, and stretched out his arms to block the mud tire.

"Puff—"

The sound of the knife body piercing into the flesh resounded, and under the sword blade of the Tailuo Divine Sword, which could cut even the rules of the Dao, Qi Ting's entire arm was cut off by the root, and the divine blood with the ancestral breath was sprinkled in the void.

With a muffled snort of pain, Qi Ting summoned out a huge Qilin Baoxiang and forced Jian Wushuang back in an instant.

With a shock, the severed left arm grew out again, and Qi Ting looked at him with hatred in his eyes.

"Come on, come on, since you want to die, I will send you into reincarnation today!"

The next moment, the sky-shrouding unicorn treasure turned into meteors and scattered.

Qi Ting stood on the spot, absorbing the divine light of Qilin Baoxiang, and at the same time, the countless meteors wrapped him in it like a rain curtain.

Every tiny meteor turned into a scale, dotted on Qi Ting's body.

Melting stones into armor, turning flames into robes.

The Dao is fully blessed on the body, just like the first generation of unicorn king ancestors, shaking the sky and the earth.

With every gesture, the power of Zhiyang will burn the void with deep scars.

Qi Ting's whole body was covered with flowing flames, and a mass of fire like a sun condensed in his hands, smashing towards Jian Wushuang.

His eyes were fixed, without any fear, he held the Tai Luo sword upside down in his hand, and stepped forward to meet it.

A light blue invisible barrier surged from Jian Wushuang's body, and when the two collided, a bright and terrifying divine power burst out!

Like a vast rain of fire, all the Supremes in the Palace of Life used their magical powers to protect the 150,000 Supremes who had weakened to a certain extent.

"Thank you for the timely assistance from the Shrine of Life, otherwise I'm afraid all of them will be broken here today." Looking at Supreme Xuebo and others, Feng Qi said with lingering fear.

Xuebo Supreme nodded and smiled, "I would like to thank Palace Master Wushuang as well. If he hadn't decided to leave immediately, I'm afraid it will take dozens of days before we get the news."

I don't know if it was because of the serious injury or 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 Shattered Void, three supreme ancestors fought, and even the more distant starry sky was torn apart.

Jian Wushuang was one-on-two, and he didn't lose the wind in the slightest. Every time he struck a sword, he could plow a deep ravine in the flame-melted armor on Qi Ting's body.

But that mud tire, which looks exactly like Qi Ting, has a ghostly figure, and every time he makes a move, there are countless mournful howls, which sounds extremely strange and permeating.

From light to darkness, Jian Wushuang began to be gradually surrounded.

A heavenly gate of the world of power floats above the void, and the radiant divine power shines on the heaven and the earth.

This is the first time that Jian Wushuang has used the ancestral technique since Jian Wushuang became the ancestor. A giant finger with a bright fingertip reaching the sky covered it.

A blow that far surpassed all previous perceptions made Qi Ting's eyes suddenly focus, and he retreated quickly almost subconsciously.

However, the mud tire didn't react at all, instead it raised its palm to receive the blow.

"don't want!"

Seeing this, Qi Ting, who was retreating rapidly, rushed back almost insanely, regardless of the arrival of the sky-reaching finger, he stretched out his hand and pushed the mud tire out.

"Boom!"

A finger is so bright that even the void is easily destroyed in it, Qi Ting, who is in the form of a giant unicorn, roars, two arms directly hug the fingertips, wrestling frantically.

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

Above the Shattered Void, it seemed that a thousand rounds of sun had risen, and the extreme sun had devoured and covered them all.

In the radiance of this day,

Even the semi-ancestral powerhouse can't look directly at it.

Time seems to stand still, and the extreme day is eternal.

In that bright day, the Tailuo Divine Sword slowly retracted its sheath, and Jian Wushuang stood on the spot, his expression calm, as if everything that happened next was within his expectation.

The extreme day created by the sacrificial explosion dissipated, and the shattering of the void became even more severe.

In the most broken place, there is a miserable figure kneeling.

The power of Zhiyang dissipated, and the original huge figure like a demon god has returned to its original shape at this moment.

The Huoyan fusion armor was also all broken, and the ancestor-level divine body also hurt the source in the process of blocking it.

Divine blood gushes out from every pore of Qiting, like a blood man.

Jian Wushuang slowly walked in front of him, not worried at all that he would attack violently.

Opening his mouth and coughing out a big mouthful of divine blood, Qi Ting stared at Jian Wushuang with pupils filled with immortality, "I really didn't expect that you would grow to such a terrifying level in less than three hundred years." , even if I slough out of the mud tires, I'm still not as good as you?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes were as deep as water, and he suppressed his anger and said, "You have been promoted to the ancestor level, and you are also the god of the entire divine power universe, why do you want to cruelly kill nearly ten million monks?"

"They?" Qi Ting chuckled, "It's just a group of ants, letting them blend into me is a kind of sublimation for them."

"Jian Wushuang, your growth has far exceeded my imagination. As long as you let me go, I will tell you a big secret. Are you willing to waste endless years and guard here?" Qi Ting struggled to think To get up, eyes full of desire to live.

Jian Wushuang stopped talking, but stretched out a finger and pointed at him from a distance.

In an instant, the rules of the Dao were shattered, the divine power was forcibly withdrawn from Qi Ting's body, and all the ancestral luck was returned to the universe at this moment.

And the pure ancestral source, which contains countless great insights, was also removed by Jian Wushuang.

Qi Ting got up staggeringly, and the rare clarity in the originally crazy eyes became clear.

"Jian Wushuang, if one day you want to find that illusory realm, you will definitely repeat my mistakes."

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

After saying this sentence, Qi Ting's divine body shattered and turned into countless ancient stars, scattered in the nine heavens and ten places.

After ascending to the position of Zhou God for three hundred years, the Qiting, which traps and kills nearly tens of millions of monks in the divine power universe, was destroyed in Luodu, and finally perished in the hands of Jian Wushuang.

The evil consequences created by the Qiting are even worse than those of the virtual universe.

Nearly ten million divine powers, the last firewood of the universe, were all trapped and killed by him.

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

Even if Qi Ting was killed, it would be difficult to offset the evil he caused.

Jian Wushuang couldn't understand how Qi Ting, who was originally easy-going and generous to others, became like this.

At this moment, the mud tire of Qi Ting, who was also hit by the extreme day and was seriously injured, slowly got up, and after taking a deep look at Jian Wushuang, it turned into a black light and scattered directly among the stars in the sky.

Because its speed was too fast, before everyone could react, it had completely disappeared.