Shi Jiu didn't pay attention to Sikong Xing's clamor at all, he grabbed the Scythe of Death with one hand and flipped the huge scythe to the other side, at this moment, the secret power of divine consciousness and Hongmeng mana in Shi Jiu's body had been abundant to the extreme, and the two forces were entwined together one by one, and they even spread out from the depths of Shi Jiu's bloodline, as if they no longer accepted Shi Jiu's control, wrapped around the long handle of the Scythe of Death and the blade of the cold air.

Sikong Xingxing's soul wailed in a low voice, he was still desperately looking for an opportunity to be one with **, but unfortunately Sikong Xingxing's efforts came to an abrupt end in a dark and depressing murderous aura, because at the same time, a death light darker than the night came silently.

Shi Jiu's eyes were like torches, he used enough divine consciousness secret power and Hongmeng mana to confidently swing out the scythe of death, a dark arc passed through the soul of Sikong Xingxing, Sikong Xingxing's soul was still seeking to dodge The soul was cut into several sections, the broken soul was the death light of the Death Scythe and continued to split and shatter after it was swept over, and in every broken soul, you can see the desperate gaze of Sikong Xingxing flickering, and after every broken and desperate gaze, there is a desperate wail left by Sikong Xingxing in the world!

The souls of the stars were swept away by the scythe of death and turned into a colorful glow, scattered in the air, black ice, and ground of the lava core.

The pitch-black and oppressive lava core to the yin point is strange and spectacular because of the colorful light of the star, and behind these dazzling flashes of light there is a kind of desperate fear!

It is the soul of the stars that is feared!

Sikong Xingxing's wail continued in the floating soul, but his voice no longer had the arrogance and disdain just now, and even Sikong Xingxing's voice became more and more insignificant, "This is impossible~! The old man's divine power was actually dispersed by you?!"

Sikong Xingxing's helplessness and incomprehension have lost all answers, and his wailing and sighing are getting weaker and weaker, and the soul and divine power that Sikong Xingxing relies on to regenerate are difficult to reunite, and Sikong Jiexing, who realizes that defeat is a foregone conclusion, can't wait to find a crack to get into.

"I'm not just going to scatter your divine power, I'm going to kill you, the scum of the gods!" Shi Jiu looked at the colorful glow scattered everywhere, and he rushed to the shining point of the brightest light with a quick stride, which was also the place where the last voice of Sikong Xingxing came from.

Capture the thief and capture the king first~!The front of Shi Jiu is the gathering point of Sikong Xingxing's power, and it is also the only hope that Sikong Xingxing finally depends on to survive.

Shi Jiu hit it successfully, he had already realized his strength, and then blessed the divine power of the Death Scythe, and finally controlled Sikong Picking Star, the next thing was how to completely control it, or kill it once and for all.

The souls scattered in the core of the lava earth were mixed with bits of colorful divine light, and these trivial points of light were rapidly converging after they collapsed, how could Shi Jiu give Sikong Xingxing a chance to continue to be arrogant, because Shi Jiu had already arrived in front of the first wisp of Sikong Xingxing's soul with a strong step.

The soul of Sikong Xingxing is taking shape under the blessing of divine light, just like the previous appearance of being shattered and recovered by Shi Jiu, when Shi Jiu's figure arrived closer, Sikong Xingxing had already returned to his basic human form, but unfortunately this time he never realized the condensation of divine power, because the scythe of death in Shi Jiu's hand had been waved again.

Bang~!Hum~!

The dull loud sound shattered the most stubborn wisp of soul of Sikong Picking Stars, and countless bright divine lights fell from the sky like a rain of flowers from the sky, and these divine lights just came into contact with the ground or lava and turned into a cloud of confused mist, and in the drifting fog came a long and helpless lament of Sikong Picking Stars!

Although the lament of Sikong Xingxing is rarely weak, but his ghostly wail is still lingering, accompanied by Sikong Xingxing's wail, there are more colorful divine lights exposed and broken, countless colorful rays of light lingering in the lava core as if wandering around with his lament, after half a pillar of incense, the colorful divine light is getting dimmer and dimmer, and the lament wrapped around the lava core has gradually subsided.

Shi Jiu looked at the broken soul consciousness scattered everywhere, turned into a little brilliance and disappeared, all the colorful divine light from one by one to a little finally turned into a flickering and disappearing fluorescence, the last fluorescence jumped a few times in the air in the distance, and they slowly fell to the ground and turned into an ordinary particle of dust.

The soul of Sikong Xingxing and the arrogant divine power he relied on no longer have the possibility of condensing and forming!

All the light converged, and the huge lava core once again returned to its original chaotic state, and at this moment, a soft glimmer flickered at Shi Jiu's feet, Shi Jiu looked down, and he found a crystal clear phoenix crown placed on the ground, Shi Jiu smiled slightly, he reached out and picked up the phoenix crown, looked at it carefully for a while, and then put it into the storage bag.

Shi Jiu looked around, the huge black ice stood quietly, and they gradually faded after the divine light of the Sky Picking Star collapsed, until they completely merged into the mysterious space of the lava core, these huge black ice seemed to have never existed, just like the Sky Picking Star had never been here.

The breath of Sikong Picking Stars and his divine power no longer remained in the world, and this immortal god was destroyed in a state of near impossibility. At this point, Sikong Xingxing, a high god, has completely dispersed!

The dark lava core slowly began to fall silent, and the increasingly dark space was also shrouded around Shi Jiu, Shi Jiu looked around for a while, and he couldn't help but nodded, a heavy burden in his heart could finally be put down temporarily.

In the pitch-black environment, the blade of the Scythe of Death flickered with a strange light, he trembled for a moment and then let out a low lament, and then the Scythe of Death broke free from Shi Jiu's hand, and swooped into the darkness in the distance, and then there was a crisp sound of ding~! in the jungle of black ice, Shi Jiu knew that this was the movement of the Scythe of Death after it had been drilled into the hard black ice, and it seemed that this ancient divine weapon was about to start a new round of hiding.

Shi Jiu looked at the place where the Scythe of Death disappeared, he clearly heard the low sigh from the Scythe of Death, Shi Jiu couldn't understand why the Scythe of Death was so lamenting, so Shi Jiu asked suspiciously, "Why is this?"

As soon as Shi Jiu's words fell, the space of the lava core fluctuated, and the air around him also trembled, and several large characters appeared out of thin air from the surface of the nearest piece of black ice near Shi Jiu:

I am not your weapon, and I will not be your weapon in the future, and you are not strong enough to have me!

These words are also extremely similar to the words that came out when Shi Jiu first came into contact with the Void Pendant in Unpredictable City, and after a few breaths, the handwriting on the black ice began to blur and melt, and soon became the original eternal appearance, as these words slowly drifted away, Shi Jiu could no longer feel any breath of the Death Scythe.

Shi Jiu smiled bitterly and shook his head, although the Scythe of Death does not belong to Sikong Xingxing, it seems that it also does not belong to himself, Shi Jiu is secretly glad that he did not have a greedy ** for such an ancient divine soldier, otherwise, his fate may be no different from Sikong Xingxing.

The breath of the Scythe of Death gradually disappeared, but a trace of pain drilled into Shi Jiu's arm from Shi Jiu's palm, Shi Jiu raised his hand and looked involuntarily, he saw that there was a light red mark in the palm of the hand holding the Scythe of Death just now, and the pain that was entwined was transmitted from the position of this mark, Shi Jiu looked at it for a while and did not regard it as an important thing.

"Hey~!" Shi Jiu heard a faint sigh in the dark corner, he didn't rush to check the source of this sound, because Shi Jiu knew that there was another person hovering on the edge of life and death.

This person is the fake Pluto Emperor Guo Hui who witnessed the whole process of Sikong picking stars being killed by Shi Jiu.

Shi Jiu looked at the lava core that was gradually regaining calm, although the strange disappearance of the Death Scythe made him feel inexplicable, but the biggest piece of heart disease suppressed in Shi Jiu's heart finally ended, he turned his head again and saw Guo Hui shivering in the corner, sneered, and said, "You are almost scared to death, right?!" But you have not yet reached the time when you are certain to die, Sikong Xingxing did not kill you, and I will not kill you here." ”

At this moment, the fake Hades Emperor Guo Hui was already out of breath, Guo Hui, who had lost the meaning of life, watched the destruction of a god, and the death of Sikong Xingxing gave him an even more desperate blow, Guo Hui could not suppress the fear in his heart, the corners of Guo Hui's mouth kept shaking, he wanted to say something to Shi Jiu, but unfortunately Guo Hui, who had been surrounded by the breath of death, couldn't say a word.

"When you planted the evil fruit, you should have thought that there would be such an ending today!" Guo Hui ignored Shi Jiu's words, he was not even in the mood to sigh.

Shi Jiu released a magic seal enchantment, sealed the dying Guo Hui inside, and then waved his hand and threw it into his Void Pendant, and jumped back into the way home to return to the underworld.

When Shi Jiu returned to the surface smoothly from the lava core, he was surprised to find Zhong Zixu standing alone on the edge of the lava valley at first glance, and Zhong Zixu was waiting for him with an anxious face at this moment.

Zhong Zixu saw that Shi Jiu appeared in the lava valley unharmed, and Shi Jiu was completely complacent. Zhong Zixu stared at it stupidly for a long time, until Shi Jiu smiled, and Zhong Zixu immediately understood the result of the whole process of Shi Jiu's trip.