Faced with the request of the two major demon species, Qin Jiu Ge did not respond.

He smiled kindly: "Jianzi, Mo Sheng, I have a child!"

At the moment of the war, even the saints began to fall, but Qin Jiuge still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and shared his joy with his old friends.

"Really?!"

"Congratulations Childe!"

Hearing this, both Jianzi and Mo Sheng showed a look of surprise.

The power of Qin Jiuge's bloodline is too strong, it is difficult to continue, and he has been married to Concubine Qing for thousands of years, but he still has no heirs, which is a pity for the entire Tai Void Realm, not to mention people like them who have a close relationship with Qin Jiuge.

Now that the war is currently in the present, they have heard such news, and they can't help but be happy for Qin Jiuge and Concubine Qing.

"Hahaha!" Seeing the reaction of the two, Qin Jiu Ge also laughed heartily.

Jianzi and Mo Sheng glanced at each other: "The little guy has not yet been born, and the two of us are uncles, and there is nothing we can do for him, so let the two of us tear apart a corner of the prison between heaven and earth for the little guy!"

"Childe, we're going to kill someone!"

"Go!" Qin Jiu Ge waved his hand, a bright smile appeared on his face, "I will avenge you!"

"Hahaha, that's fine!" Jianzi and Mo Sheng laughed wildly, showing heroism, completely putting life and death aside, "Concubine Qing, when the little guy is born, don't forget to tell him that he has two very powerful uncles!"

"Definitely. A layer of mist appeared in Qing Fei's eyes.

"Gone!"

The two waved their hands, rose to the sky, and fell into the path of soldiers.

One go, and no one!

In the battlefield of the Eternal True Realm, with a slight vibration of heaven and earth, two imposing figures appeared out of thin air, and as soon as they appeared, they attracted all the eyes of the field.

It's so strong!

Whether it was Jian Zi or Mo Sheng, the momentum exuded from their bodies was obviously stronger than the pseudo-saints in the field, and they were the supreme existence under the three true saints!

"Brother Mo, today you and I will compare and see who kills more!" As soon as he appeared, the sword was loud and his attitude was flying.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" In the face of Jianzi's provocation, Mo Sheng did not show weakness.

The two of them have been fighting for many years, but they have never been able to distinguish between strength and weakness.

"Arrogance!"

Hearing the words of the two, the Pseudo-Saints of the Eternal True Realm felt humiliated and furious.

However, how could Jian Zi and Mo Sheng pay attention to their thoughts, they roared angrily at the moment, flew out, and each found a quasi-saint of the Eternal True Realm!

"Hmph, I'm really afraid you won't make it!"

The pseudo-saint who was found by the sword was shocked, but in the cruel battlefield where such a quasi-saint was worthless and the emperor was like a mustard, he could not allow him to retreat, holding a spear in his hand, and with a shot wrapped in boundless holy power, he took the initiative to kill the sword.

"Three swords!"

Suddenly, the sword spoke.

Without waiting for the other party to react to the meaning of his words, in the face of the shot that seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth, the monstrous sword intent surged from the sword's body, and the miserable white supreme sword bone in his hand glowed, and the seemingly ordinary sword swung out: "First sword!"

However, in the face of his false saint, it was an instant change.

Zheng!

A shot and a sword, in a way that shocked the eyeballs, collided together without any fancies, and the holy power belonging to the two of them surged out wildly, bursting the void open.

"What?!" In an instant, the opponent of the sword shook violently in his heart, and exclaimed in surprise, as a false saint, he couldn't be calm, as if he saw the most strange things in heaven and earth.

When the words fell, there was a "boom", and his arm holding the gun burst, the holy blood filled the sky, and the whole person suddenly flew upside down.

The corner of Jianzi's mouth also quietly overflowed with a wisp of blood, but it was as if he didn't realize it.

"Second sword!"

The sword whispered, a sword in the air, and the sharp sword intent was like a fairy blooming, extremely amazing, but in the eyes of his opponent, it was tantamount to a life-urging talisman.

With this sword, the pseudo-saint completely collapsed, unable to withstand the extremely strong sword qi, countless terrifying sword rays pierced his body, frantically cutting his flesh and blood, and scarlet blood poured out along the pierced body, as if he didn't want money.

Even his divine soul was injured by this peerless sword, and the eternal blooming divine soul brilliance became extremely dim.

"Impossible!" this was the second exclamation of the would-be saint, unable to hide the shock and uneasiness in his heart.

"The third sword!"

Jianzi's voice, which did not contain the slightest emotion, sounded almost at the same time as this person's exclamation, as if the legendary sword god was evolving his supreme way of killing!

When the words fell, the sword in Jianzi's hand moved again and stabbed out.

This sword, seemingly ordinary, is the most basic "thorn" in the way of the sword, any swordsman can do it, but only the existence of a pseudo-saint can truly understand this sword, and feel the supreme sword in this sword!

That's the way of the sword that attacks the unequaled!

That's the way of the sword that destroys everything!

The False Saint who had not yet recovered from the second sword, now felt this sword, it was as if he had been hit in the heart by a heavy hammer, and a layer of dead silence passed through his eyes.

He knew very well that this sword ......

He can't stop it!

Like lightning slicing through the void, the sword struck in an instant, even ignoring the quasi-saint's dying explosion, and in the blink of an eye, all the power burst out, destroying everything.

From the pole to the pole and the pole to the static.

However, in an instant, the two people who fought at great speed stopped moving.

The sword was handed forward, and the tip of the long sword was against the center of the pseudo-saint's eyebrows, and a drop of red blood slowly dripped down.

"How can you be so strong......"

The pseudo-saint muttered, he wanted to exclaim, but the vitality in his body no longer allowed him to make too much noise......

The words fell, and suddenly, the holy body exploded, becoming dust between heaven and earth, and completely falling!

Say three swords, it is three swords!

An existence that almost stands at the pinnacle of this world can't resist the might of the three swords!

Looking at the figure standing proudly in the sky, the field fell into a dead silence at this moment.

It's so strong!

This is so powerful that it is even beyond the consciousness of many false saints!

"It's hard to imagine that unless the two True Saints end up, who else can match this person alone......" The thought swirled in the minds of everyone present.

Jianzi ignored everyone's gazes, as if nothing happened, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently pulled out a spear that pierced his heart, blood splashed, but he didn't seem to feel it.

After all, the other party is not muddy, killing the other party, the sword also paid the price, and the pseudo-holy spear that was counterattacked by death pierced through the heart.

"I killed one!"

Jianzi turned his head and said proudly to Mo Sheng on the other side.

"Me too. ”

On the other side, Mo Sheng smiled confidently and responded to Jianzi.

In front of him, there was also a pseudo-holy figure, which slowly fell, and then turned into powder......