Phantom looked at the people who were close at hand, and only felt a chill climb up his back.

He couldn't imagine it, and he couldn't understand it.

Those who use the Bodhi Seed will never be able to step into samsara again. In other words, when he dies, he disappears from this world completely.

It is impossible to re-enter this reincarnation world, and it is not even possible to be reincarnated in an afterlife. For a person, this is a result that is simply unimaginable.

Phantom Heaven didn't understand, he couldn't understand how someone in the world could use such a jealous force.

"You're crazy...... You mad monk!" Phantom shouted hysterically.

In addition to the panic after being disturbed, there is also a fear that goes deep into the bone marrow.

If he were in his prime, he would not be afraid of anyone. But when my strength was exhausted, I met such a madman who didn't want to die.

Pouring out all the power of the Bodhizi, the surging power of the thirteen made Phantom Tian feel shocked. It's a power that is exchanged for what remains, and it's short-lived, but it's brilliant.

His golden light carries the high temperature of the flame, and the golden rays fly, connecting the sky and the earth, the heaven and the earth glow, and the clouds are bright. It is like a giant tree connecting heaven and earth, with the sky as the leaf and the earth as the root.

"Wait...... Stop it. Phantom Tian yelled in a panic, "You and I don't necessarily have to fight to the death, what's your name......"

I'm afraid that Phantom himself won't believe that one day he will speak in front of people in such a tone that seems to beg for mercy.

The dignified Dragon Emperor, the chief of all souls, his nobility, his dignity, in the face of life and death, suddenly became as light as a feather).

He was afraid, and in his life as the Dragon Emperor, he had hardly felt the thread called fear. And at this moment, the fear of death in his heart overwhelmed everything.

Thirteen blonde hair is flying, and his eyes are dotted with golden light: "The little monk Buddha Thirteen is the one who came to kill you." ”

With a finger, a golden streamer flew out with a sharp whistling.

The void along the way cracked, and the power of Hao dàng caused the heavens and the earth to tremble.

The golden mangs pierced straight through the chamber of the phantom sky.

Phantom Heaven screamed and raised his head, spewing out a mouthful of red, and his body slammed into the ground like a meteor.

The golden light pushed the phantom sky and blasted it to the ground, knocking the ground out of a rift hundreds of feet deep.

Thirteen holds one hand in front of him, and the other palm rises high before falling.

The golden light poured into the rift, and with a loud boom, the earth was torn apart again, and blazing lava erupted from beneath the rift.

Thirteen's eyes moved slightly, the shadow suddenly disappeared, and there was a thunderclap under the ground, it was the movement of someone fighting, and the lava in the rift spewed out a hundred feet high.

The diffuse golden light boiled completely, and two shadows suddenly burst out of the magma, one in front of the other, one after the other, chasing and catching up.

Phantom Sky fled in a hurry, while Thirteen pursued closely. One after another, the fierce moves all fell on the phantom sky.

Phantom Heaven was exhausted at this moment, how could his injuries allow him to fight against a strong enemy, and he didn't even have the strength to dodge.

Boom, boom, his mouth was hit with a few palms, and the explosion made his mouth bloody.

Phantom Heaven parried with all his might, and dodged at a gallop. But Thirteen was no less than him

, how can he hide.

"You're damned!" roared wildly.

Facing Thirteen's palm, he slammed it down.

The two palms collided, and the Illusory Sky Strip arm clicked, bending from the elbow into a strange shape.

The screams resounded through the four fields, and at the broken arm of Phantom Sky, a piece of snow-white broken bone pierced out of the skin.

Thirteen golden lights boiled and burned, that was burning everything he had, and at the end of the burning, it was ashes.

The golden light was condensed in the palm, almost all the power was gathered, and then a palm fell, and this palm fell on the mouth of the phantom sky impartially, and the fierce power completely burst out.

Phantom Sky is a dragon clan with extremely strong vitality, but that doesn't mean he won't fall.

He was already covered in bruises, and he was at the end of the crossbow before he fought with Thirteen, and at this moment, even the last vitality was about to pass away.

The palm force hit the chest head-on, and then leaked out from the back of the phantom sky, with a blood-red mist.

Phantom Heaven raised his head, and blood splattered from his nostrils and mouth at the same time. A cry of pain came out of his throat, and his pupils became dilated at this moment.

At this point, his whole momentum finally collapsed completely, like an eagle with folded wings, and his body fell weakly.

A cloud of sand and dust rose from the ground, and the sky fell between the rocks. His chamber was collapsing and covered in blood. His body twitched, and at the end there was a trace of breath hanging over his life.

Thirteen stood in the air, looking down at the prostrate people below. He knew better than anyone else that Phantom Heaven was no longer capable of fighting.

The last palm was the palm of Thirteen's condensed strength, and it was also his strongest blow so far.

Above the sky, the grand golden rays had dispersed, the heavens and the earth were back to their original state, and the last golden was the faint halo that lingered on the thirteen, but these halos were already on the verge of extinguishing.

Thirteen fell slowly, and his footsteps swayed slightly when he landed.

"Is this the end of it?" he muttered to himself as he looked at his superiors, not sad, just a little helpless.

After all, there is a limit to the increase in strength, and although the final burst of full force has sealed the outcome of this battle, it has also exhausted the power he exchanged.

The whole battle was only a dozen breaths of time, but this was already the limit.

The golden mangs dissipated at a visible speed, and Thirteen smiled self-deprecatingly. Looking up, not far away, the phantom body was wriggling, as if it was a remnant of its breath before death.

"You can't die well...... "Every time Phantom Tian said a word, a mouthful of blood with broken internal organs came out of his mouth.

Thirteen was not moved, life and death were already downplayed, so why should he care about his evil words.

He stared at the Phantom Sky, his palms facing forward.

"I have been looking forward to this day for a hundred years. Thirteen said.

"Demon monk, madman!" Phantom Tian's mouth was full of blood, and his strength could no longer be condensed. thought that he was a dignified dragon emperor, but now he was defeated at the hands of a human race.

He crawled along the ground in the opposite direction, and at this point, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Not to mention thirteen, any ground rank or even a Xuan-rank martial artist is enough to kill him.

More than 10,000 people

existence, but it has fallen to this point. If you have enough, you can't do it, you can only crawl on the ground.

Phantom Tian's only remaining hand held the ground, supporting himself to crawl into the distance little by little.

His face was bloody, and he crawled into the distance like this, as if he wanted to avoid Thirteen's extermination.

"I've stood at the top for billions of years......," he said, his vision hazy, dragging his dying body.

How could he escape with this speed, but he was completely desperate, regardless of whether he was nearing death, and whether the next thirteen would chase him.

He didn't have much strength left, and every time he moved his body forward, it was as if he was going to exhaust the last of his physical strength.

"I am the Dragon Emperor, the Lord of the Five Realms...... he muttered to himself as he crawled with a bloodless face

He didn't crawl fast, and along the way, he dragged a blood-stained trail.

Thirteen raised his hand, but the palm didn't fall after all.

With a hideous smile on his face, he knew it well, he knew it better than anyone else...... Although he didn't look back, he could feel that the thirteen breaths were rapidly declining.

It was the first time he had seen Bodhi, but he knew what the consequences would be.

This is the price, there must be gain, there must be giving, how much you gain, you will lose exponentially.

"I'm not going to die...... he spat out a blood-red mist, "how can I ...... Die at the hands of you lowly people......"

There was a pop from behind, like something had fallen to the ground.

He didn't look back, but laughed hideously.

It's obviously crawling, but it's even harder.

"You're the one who won't die well...... Damn you...... Cangdu should be damned...... You all deserve to die......"

In this land that has been calm, except for the sound of the wind, there is only the sound of unbridled laughter.

He didn't know how far he had climbed, he laughed all the way up, and there was no movement behind him.

He will survive, he must survive.

He was the Dragon Emperor, how could he die so easily. No one could kill him, not even the demon monk.

How could he not understand that the demon monk could no longer kill him, and that the demon monk would die in front of him.

Return to the Middle Domain, and return yourself to the top. What about Cangdu, what about the demon king, sooner or later he was trampled under his feet.

He took out a large amount of healing pills and stuffed them into his mouth, his vision was hazy, but he didn't care about it, and just used all his strength on the long crawl.

If he survives, he can survive as long as he escapes this catastrophe. He is the Dragon Emperor, how could he fall so easily.

He could feel the medicinal power of the elixir fused into his limbs, and he still had a chance to recover, but the demon monk was gone.

Who wins and who loses? He can't wait to look up to the sky and laugh, the living person is the winner, and only the living person can have the last laugh......

He didn't know how far he had climbed, maybe dozens of zhang, maybe hundreds of zhang...... Until, a pair of feet stood in front of him.

Phantom Tian's face was surprised, and his eyes were completely dull. The head was slightly raised, and a pair of eyes as narrow as knives were met.

"Why don't you slap that hand?" the man's voice sounded.

Phantom can hear it

Come out, it wasn't Thirteen's voice, it was colder than Thirteen, and it was more aggressive.

"It's you......" Phantom Heaven tilted his head in despair.

When did he come and why is he here?

Phantom Heaven will not forget him, he was the one who took the Dragon Ball in the first place.

One foot stomped on Phantom's head, stomping half of his face into the ground.

Tu Su looked at the man who fell to the ground in the distance in silence, and spit out a cold voice: "Extremely ignorant." ”

Receiving no response from Thirteen, he was silent for a full breath, grabbed Phantom's head, and dragged him all the way back.

Phantom Heaven had just broken free from Hell, but now he was dragged back to Hell.

He struggled, he screamed, but he was dragged in his hands, and there was no room for resistance.

From the hand of the man above his head, he felt a huge suction. The suction continued to drain everything that belonged to him, his last physical strength, and the cultivation he had deposited for billions of years.

Tu Su walked towards Thirteen step by step, and with each step, his strength became stronger, and the struggle of the Phantom Heaven in his hand weakened by one point.

"Nine turns devouring spirits. ”

Phantom Heaven heard the man whispering, a heart-piercing cold, the sound was the biting cold wind blowing under the Nine Springs.