This kind of aura fluctuation doesn't seem to be so obvious, not as terrifying as the Hundred Foot King, but it has an indescribable charm, as if you can see the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and as if you can ban the Heavenly Dao, even the Force in the entire hall is blocked.

Buzzing!

The eight portals began to tremble at the same time, and emitted different lights, turning into strands of silk of different colors, which were intertwined like spider silk, and suddenly a wave emanated.

"I won't let you get away with it. The Hundred-Footed King roared in the center of the eight portals, twisting his body and struggling, this time a life-and-death crisis appeared in his heart, and he had no doubt about the Eight Gates Sealing God Seal For the first time, it was sealed here for an unknown number of years, and this time, if the Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable really succeeded, then it would really fall completely, he couldn't, and he didn't want to, once it fell, it meant that there would be no chance to leave this bluestone realm and disappear, and the destruction of the Divine Continent world mentioned before could only be reduced to empty talk.

The Hundred-Footed King kept stirring the black mist around his body, in a vain attempt to break through the suppression of the eight portals, but every time he was suppressed by the portal, after repeating it several times, the black qi around the Hundred-Footed King's body was also much darker, and his breath was no longer as strong as before, and he was much weaker.

"This king can't die, this king must not die, break this king. The voice of the Hundred-Footed King was almost crazy, and once again condensed the black mist, this time it was different from before, this black fog had the power of devouring, obviously this Hundred-Footed King had used the power of the Origin, and at the same time he was also gambling.

Bet that the remaining origin power in the body of this Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable is not enough to fully perform the "Eight Gates Sealing God Seal", and if the bet is right, he only needs to consume his own origin power to survive this catastrophe, on the contrary, if the bet is wrong, it can only accept his fate.

At the same time, there is only a little bit of origin power left in its body, as long as it can leave this bluestone realm, then it is only a matter of time before the origin power recovers to the period of total victory.

A centipede with a length of only a few tens of zhang flew out of the heavenly spirit of the hundred-legged king, this centipede is no different from the hundred-legged king's body, but the color is red, this is the last origin power of the hundred-legged king, and the last hole card of a Tianzun is also a killer weapon, which is enough to make dozens or even hundreds of earth-honored powerhouses fall with hatred.

"Condensation!" Qinglian Great Tianzun's hands suddenly changed, and the energy silk threads of eight colors were intertwined, forming a hundred-zhang sized "swastika" character energy light seal, and the eight portals suddenly shattered into a little bit of spiritual light, integrated into this "swastika" character energy light seal, and the feeling of sealing everything was even stronger.

Hiss!

The crimson little centipede waved its two big-mouthed pincers, roaring, and its eyes were killing, and it rushed towards the "swastika" energy light seal without fear of life and death.

"Seal the town!" Qinglian Great Tianzun snorted, and a petite nine-grade Qinglian appeared on his chest, exuding the supreme heavenly Dao charm, and then turned into cyan light and merged into the light seal, obviously this Qinglian Great Tianzun also used the little remaining origin.

The red centipede and the "swastika" light seal collided together at great speed.

At that moment, there was no deafening roar, and he felt his body tighten and his breath suffocated, as if everything in the entire hall, including the air, was still at this moment.

It was like a battle without gunsmoke, the red centipede roared, resisting the falling "swastika" light mark with all its might, and its crimson body made a "whoosh" sound as soon as it touched the light, and then turned into bursts of black smoke and was purified by the light.

After a while, the surface of the red centipede was pitted and uneven under the corrosion of the eight-colored light.

"To this king, break!" the hundred-legged king roared, and the red centipede collided with the light seal of the word "swastika" without any hesitation, and of course its body was constantly being dissolved.

"Burst!" Qinglian Datianzun snorted softly in his mouth, and the seal of his hands changed, only to see that the eight-colored "swastika" shaped light seal began to drum at this time, as if someone was blowing in it.

Rumble!

After reaching the critical point, the "swastika" light seal burst open, and the red centipede let out a terrible scream, and the energy like a tide scattered in all directions.

The entire hall was violently shaking at this time, but it is worth mentioning that this palace was built from unknown materials, and under the attack of energy like a huge wave, it was only violently trembling, even the huge stone pillars that supported the palace did not appear a little crack.

Although the main hall is fine, but the awakening is different, Yang Tian and the others are all protected by the Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable, but the awakening is without any protection, just like a flat boat in the sea, bearing the attack of the energy storm, the clothes are torn, and there are blood marks on the surface of the body, and when it is about to be unable to support it, there is a powerful energy gushing out of the body, turning into a blood-colored inverted bowl-shaped energy cover, wrapping his whole person in it.

A quarter of an hour later, after the violent energy storm had subsided, he woke up to see everything in front of him, the body of the hundred-legged king had already appeared at this time, and it was about to shatter, and the opposing Qinglian Great Tianzun was no better, the blue light of the whole body was extremely dim, and the spirit shadow was already almost transparent, as if it would dissipate with the wind in the next second.

"Haha, this king won. "The red light in the eyes of the Hundred Foot King Twelve Pairs was dim, his breath was weak, and he was dying, almost running out of oil, but it had resisted the most fatal blow of the Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable, and now no one could stop it.

"Alas. Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable showed a light of regret in his eyes, he knew in his heart that he had no chance to get rid of the Hundred-Foot King again, although the Hundred-Footed King was extremely weak at this time, could it be that the Divine Continent World was really doomed?

"Qinglian Lao'er, you can use all the means you have now, otherwise, there will be no more chances. The hundred-footed king's sinister laughter sounded again, but more of it was the aftermath of the catastrophe.

"Maybe I don't have a chance. Qinglian Great Tianzun suddenly paused, and then continued, this time, he actually bowed down and bowed to Su Xing.

"I also ask the gods to help me calm the miracles. ”

The hundred-footed king's laughter stopped abruptly, it swayed its huge head, and twelve pairs of scarlet compound eyes stared at the awakening, but its heart was not at peace.

Is there any magic weapon in this kid that can't be done? It's impossible, otherwise I wouldn't have lived until now, but although this Qinglian old man is cunning by nature, he never lets go of the wrong target, why hasn't the sense of crisis in my heart been eliminated?

Countless thoughts flashed through the heart of the Hundred-Foot King in an instant, but it was suspicious by nature, and finally stretched out its poisonous hand to the awakening, and its body roared towards the latter.

After hearing the words of Qinglian Great Tianzun, Su Xing's body was also shocked, he didn't understand how the former found out about the blood elder, but when he came to his senses, the huge body of the Hundred-legged King was already roaring, and its momentum made his body tighten, and he couldn't make any movements, as if he was frozen.

"Give me death!" the Hundred-Footed King let out a hideous roar, and the pair of large iron tongs on his mouth stabbed fiercely like two giant blades, standing motionless in place as if he were a puppet.

Qinglian Datianzun also showed a look of eagerness, his heart rose to his throat, what he said before was actually just his guess, he just vaguely felt that there was an unusual aura in his body when he woke up, no matter what, it was just a guess, once this guess had to be certified, the result could be imagined.

"Hmph. At this moment, a cold snort came out, and the Hundred-legged King seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and the mouth pincers like a giant blade stayed less than a meter away from the awakened chest.

"Blood Elder, you've finally made a move. Su Xing smiled at this time.

"Hehe, look at me next. ”

"It looks like it's up to you. ”

“..................”

A raging blood-colored flame emanated from the awakened body, making it look like a small fire man from a distance, and the temperature of the entire hall rose with it...... It was getting higher and higher, and even the stone pillars that had not cracked in the previous explosion of energy storms were showing signs of melting at this time.

"This is ......" Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable and the Hundred Foot King both muttered in unison, as they saw the figure of an old man appear in front of the awakening.

Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable breathed a sigh of relief, because his guess was correct, while the Hundred Foot King was horrified in his heart, the energy emanating from this old man's body was actually not weaker than those big men in the God Realm.

"Who are you?" The Hundred-Footed King's twelve pairs of compound eyes kept flickering, proving that it was not at peace at this time.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The blood elder smiled slightly, and in the next moment, his face suddenly changed, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes when he looked at the Hundred-Foot King: "You actually dared to deceive me before, is it really that I have no one in the Blood God Clan?"

"What?"

"Blood Protoss?"

Qinglian Great Heavenly Venerable and Hundred-Footed King both had incredible looks on their faces, both of them were from the God Realm, and the prestige of the Blood God Clan was naturally like thunder.

It is a mysterious race, it can be said that it is not too much to surpass all races, thinking of the so-called war of gods and demons, all races in the god realm paid a huge price to completely wipe out the blood god race, I didn't expect to see the blood god race in this small world of god realm fragments.

"Hmph, what can the Blood God Clan do, now you only have the Divine Soul left, and after countless years of consumption, I don't believe that you still have combat power now? Anyway, my task is to eliminate the remnants of the Blood God Clan, if I take back your Divine Soul, Lord Divine Venerable will definitely give me a great opportunity and great creation." The Hundred-legged King said sharply, with endless greed.

"Hehe, is it?" Blood Elder smiled slightly, but there was endless coldness in his smile, and with a wave of his big hand, a flame flew out, and then burrowed into the huge body of the Hundred-Foot King.

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