"It's an illusion!?"

After a short period of doubt, Qiu Shuiming immediately reacted.

Although the two top-level Desolate Realm powers in front of him were so powerful that they made people breathe stagnantly, they were close at hand, but they turned a blind eye to him.

It's as if he's just illusory, and you can't see him at all.

The surrounding scenes, although realistic, also give a sense of dreaminess, and if you look closely, you can see that they are different from the real scene.

"Isn't this the memory picture of my Fire Qi Clan's ancestors?"

The moment Qiu Shui Ming came back to his senses, he saw the woman in white holding a long sword waving her hand and pulling out a sword flower, and the tip of the sword went straight to the young man's throat.

"Qiu Wentian, I'll ask you, have you ever liked me?"

The woman in white showed determination in her eyes, and her dark eyes stared at the black-shirted young man motionlessly.

"Qiandu, Chiba, I am the true desolate power of the Fire Qi Clan, you are also the true desolate power of the Snow Maiden Clan, heat and cold are opposites, if I am with you, the Heavenly Dao will not allow it, and besides, I don't like you, what I like is the fire luan'er of the Vermilion Bird Clan!"

After the young man said this with a cold expression, he closed his eyes and did not have the slightest intention of resisting, as if he did not care about life and death.

"Ding......

The long sword fell to the ground and roared mournfully, as if it was telling the misery in her heart on behalf of the woman.

"Heh, Huo Luan'er, Huo Luan'er, I should have guessed a long time ago, since then, from now on, I will break off the love between Qianye and Qiuwen, and the broken hair is proof!"

The woman smiled sadly, her head full of green silk suddenly flew, a sword light flashed, and the woman's waist-length waterfall hair immediately broke off at the shoulder.

The broken long hair turned into snow-white crystal silk threads in an instant, and the moment it fell to the ground, a thick white frost immediately extended out, spreading towards this land, and soon, the surrounding peaks, grass, trees, and rivers were all frozen, and in an instant, the land within a radius of hundreds of miles was all turned into an iceberg.

"The Heavenly Dao Hall wants to gather the star masters of the nine star domains, ready to suppress you, and when you see you again, it will be your life and death!"

After the woman said this, her body shook and she suddenly disappeared.

"I'm sorry ......"

After the young man finished muttering this, his eyes were moist, and he smiled bitterly, and he disappeared.

The picture turned, and there was an endless cluster of golden palaces.

On the huge golden square, the young man stood in the center of the square, surrounded by a powerful man with a strong reputation. The first person was a golden-robed young man with a broken knife on his back, and there was a golden knife-shaped mark on his eyebrows.

"Qiu Wentian, you are the first generation of the Fire Qi Clan's wild blood ancestor, but you have become the burial eight, and you have become the remnant of this Burial God Sect, and now you are still delusional about breaking the shackles of this realm, this matter has already angered the Heavenly Dao, today, one hundred and seven star lords are all gathered, if you are captured, I can be the master, and leave the fire for your Fire Qi Clan!"

After the golden-robed young man said this, he waved his big hand, and immediately hundreds of desolate ancient realm powerhouses flew out and surrounded the black-shirted youth.

"Heh, it's not that I look down on you in Qiu Wentian, just with you waste, it's really not my opponent!"

Scanning the surroundings with cold eyes, the cold eyes of the black-shirted young man suddenly shot out of the gray mist, and in an instant, a thousand feet of mist condensed by the gray mist condensed condensed out.

At the moment when the gray mist coffin appeared, the surrounding space immediately trembled and shattered.

At the same time, the gray mist coffin slowly opened, and gray light burst out from the coffin.

This gray light emanated out, and the space where it passed directly turned into nothingness, and those desolate ancient realm powers that were swept by the gray light were all shocked and changed.

The first young desolate ancient realm power to be irradiated by the gray rays was full of green hair, and wrinkles on his smooth skin manifested one after another, directly turning into a drooping old man.

Within three breaths, all the lives of this young Desolate Ancient Realm powerhouse were completely gone, and he died of old age.

"The years pass by with a snap of your fingers, and the art of burying the passing years!"

In a moment, there were dozens of Desolate Ancient Realm powerhouses who died of old age directly, and the rest of the powerhouses around them all retreated in shock, avoiding the irradiation of the gray rays.

"Sealing ......"

However, at this moment, above the pitch-black sky, a huge thunderbolt eye suddenly condensed, and this eye was so large that it almost covered the entire sky.

"It's so big!" Qiu Shuiming was suddenly shocked, he had seen the same thunder and lightning eyes when he was in the Naihe Plain, but that thunder and lightning eyes were simply different from the current one.

But the moment he saw that eye appear, a white lightning bolt immediately shot out, directly bombarding the gray mist coffin.

The gray mist coffin that was slowly opening immediately closed under the bombardment of this thunder and lightning, and the gray mang was also locked in the coffin.

"Hmph, just a pseudo-cang, today, I will destroy you!"

The black-shirted young man snorted coldly, staring at the gray mist coffin rising into the sky, ignoring the power of the hundreds of desolate ancient realms around him, and rushing towards the huge thunder and lightning eyes in the sky.

"Here, I am the true God, the master here!"

A cold voice came from Thunderbolt's eyes, and at the same time, the lightning giant hand extended out of Thunderbolt's eyes and slapped it with a palm.

Compared to this thunderbolt giant palm, the black-shirted young man was as weak as an ant, but the aura on his body was strong enough to compete with this giant palm.

"Bang ......"

The earth-shattering roar opened, and pitch-black void cracks stretched out like cobwebs from the place where the two collided, and the entire sky seemed to be shattered.

"Poof......

The black-shirted young man immediately raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

Looking at this shocking battle picture, Qiu Shuiming's heart was full of horror, is this a real battle between the strong, there are no fancy moves, only the most primitive and simple collision, but the power is powerful enough to destroy the world.

"Qiu Wentian, today, you will definitely die!"

A sneer came from Raiden's eyes, and the huge Thunderbolt palm bombarded down again.

"Is this the power of the true immortal, it is indeed powerful, if it weren't for the fact that the art of burying the flowing years was feared by the heavens of the true realm, so that its power was limited, how could it be rampant by you, even if the art of burying the flowing years could not exert its true power, I still have a way to kill you!"

The black-shirted young man looked up to the sky and laughed, and stepped out suddenly, and at the same time, his eyes suddenly shot red light.

"Ask the heavens why they are angry!"

As these words rang out, the black-shirted young man's feet slammed into the void, and a complex red rune condensed under his feet, and as soon as the rune appeared, it turned into a sky-high red flame, enveloping the black-shirted young man.

"Sneer......"

The moment the lightning giant palm that slapped down from the sky landed on the red flame, there was a violent burning sound, and then a terrible howl burst out from the sky, and it was obvious that the thunderbolt eye was injured.

"What kind of spell is this, not the Fire Qi Technique. ”

A cold snort came from Lei Deng's eyes, as if he was afraid.

"This is my Qiu Wentian based on the Fire Qijue, my own art of killing immortals, and my heart is burning to ask the sky. ”

The black-shirted young man looked coldly at the huge eyes in the firmament, revealing a cold killing intent, raised his foot again, and took the second step.

This step seemed a little difficult, but he still stepped firmly in the void.

At the same time, golden runes condensed from under his feet, and golden flames rose into the sky, wrapped in the power of burning the sky, and blasted towards the sky.

"It's really not easy to bury the remnants of the God Sect, but fortunately, I have been prepared. ”

The golden-robed young man in the square immediately snorted coldly, and at the same time, a fainting woman in red was escorted up by several people.

"Qiu Wentian, if you don't give up resistance, I will let your most beloved woman die in front of you today. ”