Sikong Qiyu was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, and at the moment when Shi Shenhong restrained Chen Feng, he unfolded his body and desperately fled into the distance.

After the failure of the Three Fire True Mirror's offensive, he knew that he would no longer have a chance to kill Shi Shenhong.

Bang!

The terrifying momentum resounded from the space on Sikong Qiyu's side, and then the space shattered, and a mighty spear swept towards Sikong Qiyu's ribs at an extremely tricky angle.

Sikong Qiyu's pupils shrank, and he took mysterious steps with his feet, barely dodging this magic spear.

The spear swept past him, and then under Sikong Qiyu's incredulous gaze, the spear swept violently, and the body of the spear slammed into Sikong Qiyu's ribs.

Poof!

Sikong Qiyu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out sideways in embarrassment, and the terrifying gun intent drilled into his body like maggots, wantonly destroying the meridians of his body.

A palm slammed into the handle of the spear, and then the space shattered, and Shi Shenhong's arrogant figure stepped out.

"I am a person who cherishes talents, if it weren't for you being a member of the Si family, I would spare your life!"

Speaking of this, Shi Shenhong sighed rather regretfully and continued: "It's a pity, you are actually a member of the Si family, so you must die!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, Shi Shenhong's eyes were full of murderous intent, he stepped with his right foot, and many phantoms overlapped in the air, and he appeared in front of Sikong Qiyu before the phantom disappeared.

Sikong Qiyu sighed lightly, he knew that he would not escape today.

Since he had to die in the end, he would rather die in battle.

Sonor!

The cold light rose, breaking through the sky, Sikong Qiyu pulled out the divine sword, the battle intent in his eyes was monstrous, and the sword light flickered.

"Senseless resistance!"

A look of mockery flashed in Shi Shenhong's eyes, and the spear in his hand swept out, the shadow of the spear flickered, and the divine power was mighty.

Listening to a sonorous sound, the swords and guns clashed, bursting out of dazzling fire in the void, and layers of invisible energy ripples spread in all directions in a circular direction.

Shi Shenhong has a spear in his hand, the offensive is wide open and close, and the power is mighty, like an invincible god.

Sikong Qiyu almost desperately resisted and tried his best, but all the heavy sword intent he swung was easily defused by Shi Shenhong.

Sikong Qiyu sadly found that the gap between him and Shi Shenhong was too big.

It's not just the gap in cultivation, it's also on the artifact they hold.

Sikong Qiyu's divine sword is just a sixth-order artifact of the Divine Venerable, and Shi Shenhong's divine spear is a seventh-order artifact of the Divine Venerable, and the two are not on the same level at all.

Click!

The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and suddenly, the divine knife in Sikong Qiyu's hand sounded with palpitations, and then Sikong Qiyu was horrified to find that countless cracks appeared on the surface of his divine knife.

These cracks were as chaotic and dense as spider webs, and they continued to spread around the blade like living creatures, and finally with a crisp sound, the divine knife collapsed, shattering into countless pieces of metal.

Shi Shenhong laughed cruelly, his right hand holding the body of the spear tightened suddenly, and then with a flick of his wrist, the spear swept across and smashed on Sikong Qiyu's chest.

Poof!

Sikong Qiyu spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest dented by several inches, and he fell from the air in embarrassment, smashing several mountain peaks, and finally fell on his back in a valley.

Shi Shenhong landed in the valley with an expressionless face, silently looking at Sikong Qiyu lying in the middle of the valley.

Sikong Qiyu also looked at Shi Shenhong silently, and his eyes showed despair and resentment.

"Sikong Qiyu, your biggest failure is to cooperate with Chen Feng's ant and expose your identity prematurely!" Shi Shenhong said indifferently.

"Success or defeat, there's nothing to say!" Sikong Qiyu closed his eyes silently after saying this.

He has already accepted his fate and has been lurking for nearly 10,000 years, just to be able to kill Shi Shenhong.

But after today, he lost all his chances, and even his life will not be saved.

Shi Shenhong's face was expressionless, and his right palm surged with divine power, manifesting a divine power rope, completely binding Sikong Qiyu.

Shi Shenhong picked up Sikong Qiyu and left the valley.

After a while, he came to Chen Feng's place again.

I saw Chen Feng sitting in the light shield formed by the ring, he heard the sound of the wind flashing by Shi Shenhong's figure, and slowly raised his head, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Shi Shenhong silently looked at the light on the surface of the mask a little dimmed, and said with a sneer: "This ring is also a seventh-order artifact of the Divine Venerable, with your state of earth, it can't be broken at all, so you don't have to struggle in vain." ”

Chen Feng's face was gloomy, especially when he saw the half-dead Sikong Qiyu in Shi Shenhong's hand, a trace of despair rose in his heart.

The gap between him and Shi Shenhong is really too big, his current cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Void God Transformation, even if it is the cultivation of the Divine Soul, it is only the Six Transformations of the Divine Venerable.

The reason why he dared to join forces with Sikong Qiyu to deal with Shi Shenhong was mainly based on the power of the Three Fire True Mirror.

It's a pity that the Three Fire True Mirror finally failed.

And now, he doesn't have any means to deal with Shi Shenhong anymore.

Now he is the fish on Shi Shenhong's chopping board, and he is at his disposal.

Seeing that Chen Feng was silent, Shi Shenhong frowned slightly, and continued: "You don't have to pretend to be dumb, now hand over the Three Fire True Mirror, maybe I may still be able to fall lightly." ”

Chen Feng sneered, still didn't speak, he knew, it was useless to say anything.

Shi Shenhong snorted coldly, lifted Chen Feng's collar, and unceremoniously ripped off the spirit ring between his fingers.

However, after his divine thoughts broke the prohibition on the surface of the spirit ring, his face suddenly became not very good-looking.

Because, in the spirit ring, he only found a small number of chaos crystals and low-grade magic medicines, and there was no trace of the Three Fire True Mirrors at all.

"Tell me! Where the hell is the Three Fire True Mirror? Huh?

Shi Shenhong said, suddenly let out a soft sound, and when he swept over Chen Feng's body, he noticed something abnormal.

Chen Feng's face changed slightly, his big world had always been very hidden, and it was difficult for ordinary monks to detect it at all.

Could it be that Shi Shenhong can perceive his big world?

Shi Shenhong swept his mind again, his eyes revealing a hint of mockery.

Then, Chen Feng saw Shi Shenhong holding a magic spear and suddenly slammed into his shoulder.

Suddenly, where the spear passed, the surrounding space collapsed.

Shi Shenhong's spear, called the Infinite Sky Breaking Gun, can shuttle through most of the dimensional space at will.

The big world on Chen Feng's body, in essence, can actually be regarded as a dimensional space.

With the characteristics of the Infinite Sky Breaking Gun, it is not difficult to break through the dimensional space and find the big world on Chen Feng's body.

Poof!

Chen Feng's shoulder blade was punctured, blood splattered out, and a bright rain of blood sprinkled in midair, falling in a torrent.

In the big world, the sloppy Taoist who was sitting cross-legged by the lake suddenly stood up and looked solemnly at the sky above the big world.

Daokong still had a smirk on his face, he was squatting to the side as if he was demented, scribbling something on the dirt floor, and if you looked closely, it was simply a ghost-drawn pattern.