At this moment, Feng Zhengyi, who was laughing wildly, seemed to be tightly locked by countless chains, and there was no way to move at all.

He suddenly found that the dark consciousness that was supposed to be behind him all the time supporting himself to break through his own limits again and again, no matter who he was facing, could be as careless as chopping melons and vegetables, suddenly seemed to be blocked by the person in front of him, no matter what kind of shouts he had, he no longer responded.

Without the support of that dark consciousness, Feng Zhengyi suddenly felt as if he had been stripped of all his clothes, drained all his backbones, emptied the blood of his whole body, and crushed every inch of flesh and blood, like a naked mortal, facing the world-destroying move of "Mo Huan"!

"How is it possible, how is this possible, why is this happening? What about my power? What about my great power? Why! Why the hell is that? ”

Without the help in the dark, Feng Zhengyi couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar, and asked Yu Tian, wanting to know what kind of situation happened to him.

But at this moment, his throat seemed to be filled with something, Feng Zhengyi opened his mouth hoarsely, but he couldn't spit out the slightest words no matter what.

"Sure enough, if you don't have the "Mandate of Heaven", killing you is just slaughtering chickens! My hope for you is still too great, and it is simply a shame for me to use this 'Heaven Killing Star Technique' on a waste like you! ”

"Mo Huan" was cold and formless enough to freeze the world, and it continued to squeeze into Feng Zhengyi's ears like wisps.

But having said that, suddenly Feng Zhengyi could clearly see that the power of "Mo Huan's" world-destroying sword move had increased by forty percent out of thin air!

On the blade of the sword, the sea of blood rippled continuously, and it seemed that the entire world had been enveloped in an instant.

And in accordance with this move in the Falling Sky Slashing Star, beyond the vast sky dome, a Jidu Demon Star seemed to distort the entire sky dome star time and space, and it hung above the sky canopy.

The demon star is scorching, and the light shines on the earth, as if the whole world is hazy and covered with a hazy blood-colored veil!

The demons are weeping, and the gods are cursing.

Countless corpses of gods and demons, trillions of living beings seem to have been sinking and struggling in this layer of blood light, but in the end, they can only accompany this world in that endless wail, and turn into a cloud of dust in the stars!

This should not be a trick in the mundane world at all.

The blood-colored sword light lingered in front of him, and there was no longer a trace of miscellaneous color all over the sky, and sincere despair rose in Feng Zhengyi's heart.

Originally, the gap between himself and this "container" was not so big at all, and even faintly he should still have the upper hand because of this.

But...... But why? Mo Huan's power will appear so powerful!

And it was always the Holy Maiden in front of her that she had such a powerful power, but in the face of herself, she definitely showed ten percent of his strength.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his might.

In the face of such power, how desperate it is to seal justice.

Maybe if you can't stop this trick this time, not only will you be wiped out, but even the world will be really dissected in half!

The martial arts of the destruction of the world are really extinct in the world, and they are terrifying!

"Do you want to live?"

Suddenly, Feng Zhengyi's ears, which should have frozen everything long ago and could no longer receive any sound transmission, transmitted a majestic and grand inquiry voice that seemed to be faintly familiar to him.

"Who is this? Whose voice would sound so familiar? No, no. I should have heard such a voice, think about it, think about it. Turn up, my brain. ”

Between the lightning and flint, I heard the sound that seemed to be somewhat familiar.

Feng Zhengyi is like grasping the last straw, but between the lightning and flint, he is the master who has already collected that voice in the depths of his memory!

It's real martial arts!

It's that Xuantian Golden Gate Wuji True Martial God!

The One who gave him everything so that he could know how vast the time and space were, and that the world was not limited to the god God who was "at the mouth of the well"!

"Sure enough, I am the "Child of Destiny" who really has a destiny. The more I reach such a critical juncture, the more likely I am to escape with the power of others, or even break through myself!

I knew that the God would never ignore me since he had pulled me into his temple. Now, sure enough, at my most critical moment, he really struck! ”

A kind of joy flashed in Feng Zhengyi's heart, and all kinds of joy in it were not enough to say to outsiders.

Facing the terrifying blade that had already come to him, it was so sharp that even before it touched him, he felt that the terrifying blade that could directly dissect himself in half was close at hand

Sensing the world's blessings on himself in front of him, he had no hope at all.

So without hesitation, Feng Zhengyi kicked this world to the other side, and turned around and threw himself into the arms of the Taixuan Heavenly Emperor.

Since this world can no longer satisfy me, it is absolutely appropriate for me to switch directly to them.

What a "betrayal" is simply too ugly. Our dignified martial arts sons and daughters pay attention to being informal.

Think about it, how many times Feng Zhengyi has repeatedly jumped sideways along the way, you can know that this little thing is simply a drizzle in his heart, and he doesn't take it to heart at all!

"I want to live! Please God save me! ”

Without hesitation at all, Feng Zhengyi Yangtian suddenly said this sentence of unknown meaning and did not match the preface and afterword.

"Wonderful, wonderful, the cause of its Xuantian should be transformed, and the inexhaustible fruit of poverty. Xi Yi is incomprehensible, Gai is the Holy Ancestor of Xuanyuan, protecting the heavens and people, changing hundreds of millions of dollars, and the void is unpredictable. I am the patriarch of the three sects, and I have the responsibility of subduing demons, so naturally I will not sit idly by! You worship me, say "God" to me, there is cause and effect between you and me,"

In the void, there seems to be a majestic god with his head praised, as if he is smiling but not smiling, and it is difficult to describe the expression.

In the eyes of Feng Zheng, the god of true martial arts stretched out his hand and seemed to touch the dimensional fetal membrane of the martial arts world.

With a quick movement, he actually took out a roll of white jade as the axis, the gold wire as the edge, the blood vein as the painting, and the trillions of demon god true forms together to form a five-fold sequence of painting scrolls!

In the blink of an eye, the scroll was deeply crumpled in the hands of this god.

Suddenly, he saw a curled up space-time, and the aura of the portal connecting the dimensions bloomed in the hands of the Supreme God, like a curtain slowly opening in front of him.