"Tie..."

Hanging in the air, Ju Moyu stared at Ji Ziwei with a pale face in the sky. He said in a low voice.

At this time, Ji Ziwei was indeed damaged, whether it was the divine body or the immortal power. After all, the Chaos Blue Lotus has not yet matured even a single cotyledon, and the current Green Lotus has only just sprouted. The power of chaos can also be chaotic.

Ji Ziwei used the cultivation of the quasi-saint realm twice in a row to use the immature chaos power, which actually caused a lot of damage to his divine soul.

But fortunately, after Ji Ziwei's last outbreak of anti-devouring power, he had time to cultivate the Supreme Heart Method, "Sacred Heart Technique!"

After using the power of playing with Chaos Blue Lotus, Ji Ziwei instantly ran the Sacred Heart Formula in his body to repair and protect the damaged places in his body.

Now the Sacred Heart Recipe has been cultivated to the third level by Ji Ziwei. Although he had damage in his body, it was not as bad.

But in an instant, Ji Ziwei's breath slowly recovered. Compared with the chaotic immortal power before, the current immortal power is more condensed.

When Ji Ziwei was recovering, the gods were also hurrying to recover. It's just that they don't have the blessing of the mental method, so they can only rely on the innate power in their bodies to slowly repair their injuries. Compared with Ji Ziwei's recovery speed, it can be said that it is more than one beat slower.

Feeling that the injuries in her body had been relieved, Ji Ziwei held it left and right, and the Xuanyuan sword that fell to the ground instantly flew into Ji Ziwei's palm.

Then, his face was indifferent, he didn't say much, and directly raised his sword. A golden sword light broke through the air directly!

For a moment, the gods looked panicked. The god of time, Kiran, secretly said that it was not good, and then, regardless of the fact that forcibly operating the divine power would aggravate the injury, he directly escaped with the power of time!

It is true that if he is hit by this Xuanyuan Sword, even if it is him, he will be seriously injured if he does not die. Now the Kunlun mirror of the black jade has also been shattered. What else can resist the current Ji Ziwei!

"Kieran?!"

Mo Yu's face sank and he shouted angrily. But there was no other way, for Kiran had indeed fled.

Seeing the golden sword light getting closer and closer, Mo Yu's lips opened slightly, and then gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice to the gods who were seriously injured and reunited:

"To forcibly operate the innate power, you must strike this blow now. ”

Hearing this, the gods looked at each other, Karl, the god of death, and Hua Ye, the god of obscenity, glanced at each other, and then forcibly operated the divine power, blessed the big clock and fled!

"You !!"

Mo Yu's fists clenched, watching as the few main forces fled away. The power of these other minor gods is insignificant at all.

The golden sword light came in an instant, and Mo Yu and the only remaining Hexi of the Golden Immortal Realm forcibly operated the innate divine power at the same time.

I only heard the sound of "boom!", although the golden sword was taken down, but Moyu and the gods were all shocked by this blow, and the blood of the gods was reversed, and the injuries were added to the injuries!

"It's over. ”

Ji Ziwei's face was gloomy, and her body slowly rose in front of the gods. Then with a cold sound, he slashed directly at the gods!

Under this sword, the light on the tip of the sword overflowed, and a wave of immortal power gushed out.

"This is what happens to me against me, you can't stop anything, you can't protect anything. I will ruin everything you hold dear. Hanging in the air!Earth!Angel Galaxy!Death Realm!I will slaughter all the creatures in these galaxies in the most cruel way!"

"I'm going to abuse them, brutally, and I want them to remember your names before they die!"

Ji Ziwei's mood at this time was really a little crazy. To tell the truth, his deepest hidden character is tyranny. On Ziweixing, although he is called the most elegant prince by the gods, he is indeed a veritable pervert in his back!

Ji Ziwei's sword did not chop Moyu to death, but on the side of the sword body, one of Moyu's arms was directly cut off!

"Ah!!h

On Mo Yu's beautiful face, a look of pain instantly appeared. Then, rushing into the endless universe, he roared:

"Ancestor, save my !!"

"No one can save you!"

Ji Ziwei's gloomy face showed a demonic smile, and just as he was about to continue to abuse Mo Yu, a phantom appeared in front of Mo Yu invisibly and unintentionally, and then when Ji Ziwei was slightly flustered, he just pointed at Ji Ziwei and knocked Ji Ziwei to the ground!

Ji Ziwei held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, hoeing on the ground, his right hand had been shattered by the finger just now!

Ji Ziwei felt the power of this phantom. debuted without being shocked:

"You're... Saint!"