A decisive battle that came ahead of schedule, the battle for the king of the gods and the pinnacle of the gods, unfolded at this moment.

The sword of the true dragon pierced the space in front of him, opened the battle situation, and the long knife of the golden night was horizontal, and the red rays of the mountains and rivers burst out, and a killing aura permeated the battle situation.

Jinye's blade was glowing with red light, and when Wang Hao saw this, the sword of the true dragon was full of divine power, and he carried it head-on.

"Peng ......" There was a loud bang, and the temple shook......

Mountains and rivers life, the knife of the years of the country, the knife is as its name, adhering to the will of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, carrying the reincarnation of the years of the country.

Wang Hao only felt the quaint atmosphere of the avenue, there was no longer killing, no more conquest, but the years were passing irresistibly.

"Click......" cracks are being cracked between the real dragons, this is not a crack caused by a strong impact, but a crack caused by the passage of time.

"Click, click, click......" Under the erosion of the eternal years, the sword of the true dragon was shattered, inch by inch into pieces.

"Ahh Even Wang Hao couldn't resist the situation of the years, and his temples gradually turned white.

This is only the strength of the mountain and river life, not the strength of Jin Ye personally, if he is really the refiner of the mountain and river life, then how powerful this person will be at the peak.

Wang Hao didn't dare to imagine, and he wouldn't think about it, he wouldn't think about the strength of others, he would only measure his own strength, the righteousness of the sword, and he would never be weaker than others.

"One sword turns ten thousand laws" Wang Hao shouted, the righteousness of the sword path immediately gushed out, and a sword shot towards the Jinye who held the life of the mountains and rivers, and turned into two in front of the Jinye, followed by four, eight, and multiplied......

"Boom......" Thousands of sword rays passed through Jinye's body, leaving blood marks on his body.

He was injured, but Wang Hao was not happy, cultivation is a battle for the dust, time is life, time flies, time flies, and time is fleeting, this is the harshest fact on the road of cultivation.

And Wang Hao was eroded by the years at this time, and his boundless blood qi gradually faded, which was the trace of the most glorious years that had passed, which was far more serious than the trauma.

"Is this your strength?" Jin Ye said with a little disappointment, as if Wang Hao was not worthy of being his opponent.

Wang Hao's heart sank, not long ago, he regarded him as his friend, as a brother, and even on the battlefield, he was willing to hand over his back to him, but he didn't think that today, he even thought that he was not even qualified to be his opponent.

Impossible, in this world, there are only opponents that Wang Hao can look down on, opponents who look down on him, and there is absolutely no one in this world who can not regard him as his opponent, and he will never allow it.

"Ahh Wang Hao is ruthless, the righteousness of the sword is endless, hitting the golden night, the sword is ten thousand intentions, and the sword is against ten thousand heroes......

Seeing this, Jin Ye turned sharply to the fate of the mountains and rivers, and the speed was extremely fast, even if Wang Hao opened his golden pupils, it was difficult to see the afterimage of the fate of the mountains and rivers.

Under the operation of the golden night, the righteousness of the sword is unexpectedly intimidating, the years are ruthless, and he is almost invincible in this world, Wang Hao has no way to deal with him at all.

"If this is your strength, then our early decisive battle can be over, and you have no reason for me to spare your life. Jin Ye smiled, with disdain, but with an evil spirit, there was no overlap with the Jin Ye that Wang Hao once knew.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth, he must not lose like this, this is a battle that comes in advance, a battle for the position of the future god king, and a battle of life and death.

"Drink" Wang Hao shouted, and the righteousness of the sword came out again, this time it was the sword of the gentleman, which Wang Hao realized when he befriended Jinye.

The sword shot out, there were no moves, only the boundless and endless sword intent remained, this sword intent was the beginning of Wang Hao and Jinye's sincere intersection, so use this sword to end it!

After this sword, no matter what the ratio of life is, what life and death are, Wang Hao will not complain, because he Wang Hao and Jinye are no longer friends, brothers, he thinks that Wang Hao is the strongest opponent on the path of becoming the king of the gods.

Jin Ye was hit by the sword of the gentleman, and the qi of the years of the life of the mountains and rivers was broken for a moment, and it was to seize this moment and attack again.

"Burn" Wang Hao shouted, and a black flame ignited on Jin Ye's body, and the flames were extremely strong, burning all over Jin Ye's body at an extremely fast speed.

In front of Wang Hao's eyes, the golden night has turned into a black fireball, but it can still be seen that he is tall, holding the life of mountains and rivers, and he does not move at all.

"Is this the end of it?" Wang Hao said to himself, the sword burning technique is the sword momentum evolved by the righteousness of the sword, and no one will easily break it except him.

"Wang Hao, you did a good job. Although the black flame was still burning, Jin Ye was still able to make a sound, and the voice was very flat, and it didn't seem to be affected by the inextinguishable black flame.

"Hahahaha......" followed by a burst of arrogant laughter, very domineering, with a dignified divine power in the sound waves, Wang Hao was shocked to the point that his scalp was numb.

"In this way, you are worthy of being my opponent, come on!" The mountains and rivers in Jinye's hands exuded a cool breath.

The crimson blade gradually turned from red to blue, and a stream of water vapor caused Jin Ye's body from the mountains and rivers to live, and the momentum of the black flame burning gradually decreased and gradually extinguished.

At this time, Jin Ye, although his body was a little embarrassed, his clothes were burned and tattered, and there was a piece of black, but his delicate face did reveal this arrogance, and the evil spirit was unabated.

The blade and handle of the mountain and river life have all turned red to blue, and the breath of time is still the same, but it has changed, from a blood-colored murderous aura to a cool and thin aura.

Wang Hao was shocked in his heart, the life of mountains and rivers seemed to be the same as his sword righteousness, he had the ability to change everything, and the sword was righteous, and he had met his opponent.

I don't know how this battle will end, but it doesn't matter if he is shocked in Wang Hao's heart at the moment, he is too excited to meet his opponent, his blood is boiling, fighting, only fighting can calm his excitement.

Jin Ye's eyes were originally red, but at this moment, they have also turned into blue mangs, Wang Hao found that Jin Ye and the mountains and rivers are actually one, if the mountains and rivers are let out, what will happen!

Although I don't know what Jinye's current state is, whether it is more than his own strength or weaker than his own strength, Wang Hao will not keep his hand, whether as a brother or as an opponent, going all out is the respect for him.

And Jin Ye will not stay any longer, because Wang Hao is already the opponent he admits to be, whether it is in his unknown past or present.

"One sword and ten thousand transformations" Wang Hao shouted, and the strongest sword intent erupted, invisible and invisible, and there was sword intent everywhere.

"Ha, the country is very far. "The night returns, the rivers and mountains are thousands of miles, and the whole space is a faint trace of time.

Wang Hao's sword intent collided with the traces of time, and he was slightly inferior, but Wang Hao was not depressed.

"Again, everything turns into a sword. "A sword of all things, interpreting the meaning of this sword, the sword of all things, no heart and no self, no shadow and formless, no sword in the hand, there is a sword in the heart, as long as I have the intention that anything in this world can be used as a sword.

Even the years are not unexpected......

The aura of the years that came to his face was immediately turned into his own sword intent by Wang Hao, which was a new sword intent.

This sword intent seems to have gone through the precipitation of the years, simple and quiet, this is the sword intent that has experienced the baptism of the breath of the years, and it is something that cannot be made up for by talent, without the polishing of the eternal years, it is impossible to master.

Wang Hao's heart is calm, like an ancient well without waves, not disturbed by external forces, he really experienced what the years bring, it is really boundless quiet, but it is not like the kind of despair that he feels under the influence of despair.

It's the feeling that I've experienced too much, I've already looked down on everything, and I don't care much about everything, and there's that there is no more opponent of my own at this time, and the feeling that the world is silent.

"Drink" Wang Hao drank again, this time of the years hit the golden night, the golden night turned sharply, and the crotch was on the chest.

"......" There was a huge impact sound, and Shanhe was attacked by the same breath of the years as himself, and the entire knife body shook violently, and Jinye was distracted for a while, and Shanhe was out of his hand.

"Peng ......" mountains and rivers fell to the ground, the voice was crisp, listening to the ears of the two, extremely clear, and it was also at this moment that with a "poof", Jin Ye's chest opened an incomparably gorgeous blood flower.

The breath of the years, from the wound on his chest, penetrated into his body layer by layer, and the young man with beautiful eyebrows gradually turned his temples white...... It turned out that he could not resist the erosion of the years.

Wang Hao did not take advantage of this to attack again, because Wang Hao found that at the moment when Shanhe was killed, the temperament of Jin Ye's body was the same as before.

The young man in front of "Peng" fell to the ground suddenly, his breath weakened, Wang Hao's heartbeat stagnated, could it be that this is the end, and the golden night has stopped in the misty cultivation path?

Wang Hao was a little incredulous, he had a period of love and righteousness, and then he fell?

"Wang Hao, you have won this war, as long as you kill him, you can sit on the throne of the king of the gods. ”

Just when Wang Hao felt unbelievable, a voice came, and Wang Hao raised his eyes to see that a huge golden throne was in front of Wang Hao's eyes.

There is a five-clawed golden dragon coiled on the throne, a pair of dragon eyes are looking at him, what he said just now, let himself kill Jinye and sit in the position of the king of the gods, but is this really Wang Hao's wish?

"Let's do it! He is too unfathomable, there are not many opportunities like this, maybe this is the only time, take this opportunity, kill him, cut the grass without eradicating the roots, and the future will be endless. The female voice sounded in Wang Hao's head, and even the system said so.

Then what is there to hesitate, kill, the cultivation path is forged by blood, and under the position of the king of the gods, there must be a pile of dry bones.

Wang Hao picked up the life of the mountains and rivers from the ground and slashed towards the golden night, the blade was windy, and the murderous spirit was soaring.

"You're really going to kill him. Before the knife fell, the voice of Emperor Shakti reached Wang Hao's ears, and the relics appeared, and Emperor Shakti appeared in front of Wang Hao's eyes.

The mountains and rivers in his hands moved, came out of Wang Hao's hands, and fell on Jin Ye's body, the blood-stained white clothes, the light blue mountains and rivers life, in Wang Hao's eyes, intertwined with the dilemma of killing or not killing.

"Buddha, what do you think I should do? Wang Hao asked.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is compassionate, and he doesn't know what the donor thinks. "Shakti's voice was magnificent and peaceful.

"I choose...... Don't kill. As soon as these words came out, Wang Hao's heart was much more open.