"Su Zhan Ming!"

One blow, just one blow, and the menacing Dongying God of Destruction was beaten into powder!

Seeing this scene, not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room, even Amaterasu and the moonlit night saw each other, and they were also shocked in place.

Although the two of them knew that Su Zhanming, who incarnated in the Netherworld, was not Zhongli's opponent, and they were even ready for Su Zhanming's defeat early, they did not expect that he would be defeated so quickly and so miserably, not to mention that this incarnation was ruined, and even the Heavenly Sword was broken in Zhongli's hands.

The incarnation is not the deity, the cultivation, the foundation, and the strength are all flawed, and defeat is a matter of course, but this heavenly cloud is a real artifact, and the quality of the person is equivalent to the Suzhan Ming deity, and it is only one step away from being able to touch the supreme realm, even if it is the Suzhan Ming deity, it may not have the ability to destroy it, but now it is broken in the hands of one person.

What terrifying power does he wield?

Thinking of this, he was even more shocked, but he didn't have the intention of retreating, because he couldn't retreat, and he didn't want to retreat, since the other party could kill Su Zhanming with one blow, then naturally they could also take them down, instead of doing that useless escape, it was better to put on this incarnation and see if he could find out how much he had roots.

After a glance at each other, Amaterasu took the lead in attacking, heroically taking off the golden bow, and the bright sunset gathered into a golden arrow, pointing directly at Zhongli.

Then, seeing that the moonlit night also raised his hand, the magatama in the center of the divine crown was generous and bright, and the three months in his eyes rose together, condensed into a divine light, and shone towards Zhongli.

The two gods joined forces, even if they were incarnations, they should not be underestimated, but Zhongli ignored them as if they were nothing, and closed his eyes.

"Hmm!"

Seeing this, although Amaterasu felt bad, but the movements in his hands did not stop, the golden bowstring was full, and the golden arrows were flying, like the light of the sun that broke through the darkness, and shot unstoppably towards Zhongli, and the moonlight divine light followed, wanting to use the former to open the gap and succeed with one blow.

That's it, steep news......

"Groan!"

The sword roared sonorously, roaring for nine days, a brilliant sword light, rushing up from Zhong Li's body, time was frozen, everything was frozen, the flying golden arrow of the great sun, the moonlight divine light, and the Amaterasu in the rear, saw in the moonlit night, all froze in mid-air, their faces were frightened, and they couldn't help themselves.

In this way, it is only the beginning, the sword rushes into the sky, breaks into the sky, and in the sky and the moon, juxtaposed among the stars, a human figure is manifested, the face is the same as Zhongli, but the body is like the sun, the light is bright, it is the body of the primordial god.

"Sword—Twenty-Three!"

The twenty-third sword is unveiled again, but the scene is completely different from before, so this time, without the help of the Heavenly Dao, it is all up to Zhongli himself, and it is not the true yuan in the body that is tilting, but the extreme will of the primordial spirit!

Will, is the manifestation of the power of the soul, with all kinds of incredible effects, the gods can use this as food, strengthen themselves, increase their strength, cultivators can use this as a supernatural power, true intentions, thousands of wonderful uses, even mortals, can also gather tens of millions of wills in one person, turn decay into magic, from illusion into substance, achieve luck, merit, dragon veins and many other great powers.

Sword intent is also a kind of will, cultivators can use this as a source, they can exert extraordinary magical powers, sword intent to the extreme, rushing up to the Xiao Han Immortal Buddha, down to the nine secluded gods and demons, this is the sword path true cultivation transcendent holy realm!

Has Zhongli reached this level?

No!

But he has the Great Dao Jindan!

Although this Dao Jin Dan cannot directly achieve a saint, and even the accumulation gap between the innate and the saint cannot be completely bridged, it can raise Zhongli's foundation to the same level as a saint in a short period of time, including the physical body, the primordial spirit, and the will!

This is an overload of promotion, extremely wasteful use, the power of the Great Dao Jindan, will be swept away by this, but Zhongli does not regret it, although the Jindan is good, but it is not omnipotent, it can only increase the accumulation, can not stabilize this accumulation, with Zhongli's current cultivation, absorbing fifty percent of the Dan Yuan is the limit, no matter how much it is, it will make the foundation unstable and bury hidden dangers.

Therefore, this fifty percent of Danyuan is destined to escape, in this case, why not make full use of it and solve the immediate troubles in one go?

A complete saint combat force, even if it can only be maintained for a short period of time, can play a role that cannot be ignored.

Now is the best example, compared to the sword twenty-three with the help of the Heavenly Dao before, at this moment, Zhongli relied on the sword twenty-three cast by his own primordial spirit, which is a little less strong and a little more ingenious.

This is not the third level of the six annihilation of the selfless, but the second level of the destruction of the heavens and the earth, the perfect sword twenty-three under the six annihilation of the selfless!

Only by laying this heavy foundation can Zhongli cultivate the true Six Annihilations in the future, instead of being like an attic in the sky.

Extreme intention of the sword, the absolute style of re-exhibition, only to see Zhongli Yuanshen, like a round of the sun blooming, hundreds of millions of swords out horizontally, like rain pouring, overwhelming, as far as everyone's eyes can see, heaven and earth, as far as the mind can reach, it is all that brilliant sword momentum!

The sword of the Holy Spirit is truly worthy of the Holy Spirit at this moment, and hundreds of millions of swords are pouring down, covering the whole world, inside the city, outside the city, the flow of people, the ghost tide, everything, everything, everything, all of them, can't escape this sword shroud.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were silent, and even time was frozen, and his thoughts were sunk into the endless sword momentum and could not extricate himself.

In an instant, it seemed to be a snap of a finger, and it seemed like a thousand years had passed, and I don't know how long it took, the sword that was fixed in the sight and soul suddenly shattered with the space!

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, ten thousand ghosts disappeared, inside and outside the city, the surging ghost tide that raged and slaughtered was instantly wiped out, and everything was like a dream, and the people who had survived the catastrophe looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of them, looking dazed and at a loss.

"Puff puff!"

Outside the city, the streamer that flew in all directions also disintegrated with the shattering of the sword and space, the sound of entering the flesh, the blood sprayed like rain, and the hundred figures fell to the ground, their bodies twitched, and it was difficult to stand up, only the golden light flew out and returned.

"Smack!"

During this period, a cracking sound was the most piercing, and in the shattered space, a figure fell down, dripping with blood, full of anger, a blood jade on his wrist burst, and a purple dragon shadow immediately flew out, returning with the golden mangs in the sky.

"You ......!!!"

Seeing this scene, Fang had just changed into a physical body, and suddenly became angry, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted to the ground like everyone else, not knowing life or death.

Thousands of golden rays, coming back, like golden rain all over the sky, beautiful, finally gathered at the top of the sky, with a brilliant sword flying down.

"Bang!"

The sword fell, the primordial spirit returned, and the surrounding frozen space was also restored, Zhongli opened his eyes, ignoring the two Amaterasu who were still frozen in the void, and raised his hand to the sky, and collected all the golden rays in the sky.

This furnace of golden pills, in addition to the nine Great Dao Golden Pills, there are also three thousand heavenly pills, one piece of upper, middle and lower grades, six thousand earth pills, two thousand upper, middle and lower grades of two thousand, nine thousand people pills, three thousand upper, middle and lower grades, one is not missing, and all of them are back in Zhongli's hands.

This is a matter of course, these golden pills were washed by Zhongli Dao fire in the Ding Furnace, and he had to carefully integrate them, and the change in nature was no longer as simple as the elixir, just like the divine power pollution of the evil god of the alien race, it was not only a pill, but also a branch of Zhongli Dao power, he could not only take back this golden pill, but also have a subtle impact on the cultivators who took the golden pill.

Although this is not as aggressive as the extremely aggressive pollution and alienation of the evil god of the alien race, the effect is equally terrifying, and it can even change a person's mind and become his vassal vassal, just like the clan created by the evil god.

It can be seen from this that the saint is such a terrifying existence, they who grasp the power of the avenue, the essence of things, are the transcendent existence in the true sense, under the saint, the so-called immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, are all arrogant, sitting in the well and watching the sky The laughing stock, and now these two Dongying "main gods" are the best examples.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, Magatama shattered, turned into dust and dissipated with the wind, and the figure seen on a moonlit night also disappeared, leaving only Amaterasu, holding the broken golden bow in his hand, and his eyes were nailed to Zhongli's body.

Zhongli turned his head, looked at her gradually illusory body, shook his head, and said, "Originally, I still had some hope for you, but now it seems that I was wrong, you are destined not to change!"

"Outlander!"

Zhongli's words seemed to arouse the anger of Amaterasu, and he didn't care about the increasingly illusory body, and shouted: "This is the land created by the gods of the Heavenly Palace, your encroachment will definitely cause the wrath of Gao Tianyuan, and the Tianjin Protoss will fight with you endlessly!"

"Really?"

Hearing this, Zhongli laughed instead of being angry, and said, "Since this is the case, then I will fulfill you!"

After that, Zhongli raised his hand to take a shot, and Amaterasu's extremely illusory body immediately collapsed, and the remaining ancient mirror flew in, which was the head of the three artifacts of Dongying, the Eight Mirrors.

Although this artifact does not conform to the name of the true god, its quality is also extraordinary, it is equivalent to a high-grade immortal weapon, a heaven-level divine weapon, and the quality is far better than that of the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade and the Heavenly Cloud Sword, which can be supported under the twenty-three sword of Zhongli's sword intent.

Although it was not completely destroyed, the damage was very severe, and the top and bottom were full of cracks, and it was difficult to repair them.

Fortunately, Zhongli didn't plan to repair it, and as soon as he held his hand, the ancient mirror turned into flying ashes, leaving only a flickering golden light.

This is the core power of the Eight Mirrors, and it is also a good choice to retrain a magic weapon, but for Zhongli, its only role is to guide, so that he can find the fragments of the world that separated him in the endless time and space.

After a while, the golden light dissipated, Zhongli also raised his head, looked at the sky that still maintained the scene of the ancient starry sky, slowly stretched out his hand, and a golden giant palm unfolded, in the stunned eyes of everyone, poked into the night sky, played with the stars, and made a golden light appear, condensed into a sky island, lifelike!