"Daoyuan Heavenly God, can you clearly see whether the underworld has run out of oil and dried up?"

On the sea of ten thousand butterflies, the Pleiades stared at the distance with a pair of old eyes, where Lu Yifan, who was motionless, was being restrained in his hands by Jing Weitian, who was full of cold faces. Dao Yuan raised his eyebrows sharply when he heard this, and said faintly: "It seems to be ...... Hell is dead. ”

"Is it really dead?" Jing Wei was overjoyed when he heard this, and said excitedly, "The Heavenly God is worthy of being the strongest in the Divine Realm, how can a little Immortal Heavenly Son be his opponent?

Jing Weijian nodded and said, "Yes, as soon as Shentian'er dies, then we can settle this old account with Muqin and Qianfandu." They originally hoped that the Stygian could contain the gods, so they took the opportunity to seize the benefits of the fisherman, but they never expected that the Stygians were just an insignificant ant in the hands of the gods, and they could end his life with a flip of their hands. ”

Dao Yuan looked at the extremely ugly face of Muqin on the other side, and muttered to himself: "The deity has long expected that Muqin is by no means the opponent of the Jinghai God Clan, but you insist on going your own way and do not hesitate to lose your own life, now you can finally see the gap between yourself and Jing Weitian, right? It's a pity for my good daughter-in-law...... I'm afraid I'm going to be buried with you old fool...... Alas!" Thinking of this, Dao Yuan couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his choice to be loyal to the Jinghai God Clan for more than twenty years.

"Father......" I don't know when, Daoqing came to Daoyuan's side, and asked in a low voice with an ugly face, "As soon as the Immortal Heaven dies, will the Jingwei Heavenly God embarrass the Shogunate Protoss?"

As the so-called Zhizi Mo Ruo's father, Daoqing's words had already guessed the true meaning of his words as soon as Daoqing's words came out, so he stretched out his hand and gently dusted off Daoqing's robe, and sighed: "Qing'er, after today, there will be no one in the Jingliu Divine Realm who is the opponent of the Jinghai God Clan, and anyone who has a festival with the Jinghai God Clan will definitely be wiped out, but it will be sooner or later!"

"Father, do you mean this...... The Shogunate Protoss will also ......" Daoqing's expression was gloomy, and he asked worriedly, "Na Ling'er, she is not involved in this matter......"

"Qing'er. Daoyuan's expression was straight, and he said in a deep voice, "Forget about Mu Zhiling! In the future, my father will find a better family for you." ”

"Father has great powers, can you save Ling'er from being implicated?" Daoqing still refused to die and pleaded, "I have a deep affection for Ling'er, except for her, I am afraid that I will not accept other women in this life......"

"It's not promising!" Dao Yuan's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, "You are the young master of the Daokang Divine Clan, how can you delay a major event because of the love of your children? Although the father has meritorious service to the Jinghai Divine Clan, Mu Zhiling is the daughter of Mu Qin after all, and this matter is too important to deserve to be deserved, do you have to break through the catastrophe before you give up?"

Daoqing couldn't help but turn red when he was reprimanded by Dao Yuan, although he still remembered Mu Zhiling in his heart, he didn't dare to mention it anymore, and hurriedly lowered his head and whispered: "Father, the child knows that he is wrong!"

Compared with the joy of the Jinghai God Clan, Muqin and the others on the opposite side were like ashes. Qian Fandu looked at Lu Yifan, who was swaying in the wind like catkins, and said in a low voice: "Jing Weitian's strength is far better than we expected, not only did he not be able to seriously injure Jing Weitian, but he also ended up with a tragic end where he died without a place to be buried. ”

Muqin looked at the worried Qianfandu and Kuiyang Lei, and muttered in despair: "This time it was really a miscalculation of the deity......

Kuiyang Lei clenched his fists and said angrily: "I can't imagine that Jing Weitian is already so strong, judging from the means he just showed, I'm afraid that our three Heavenly Gods may not be his opponent when they join forces, not to mention that there are three Heavenly Gods behind him, Chentian, Pleiades and Daoyuan." ”

"Miscalculation, I really miscalculated!" Mu Qin sighed again and again, "We have just formed a bitter enmity with Jing Weitian, and I am afraid that there is no room for repetition in this matter......"

"Since there is no room for maneuver, it is better to take this opportunity to give it a go. Qianfandu was heartbroken, and said coldly, "Instead of sitting and waiting for death after returning from today's grievances, why don't we join forces today, even if we fight for our lives, we will seriously injure him Jinghai God Clan!"

"Not bad!" Kui Yang Lei nodded, "Since sooner or later they will die, it is better to die vigorously today, at least they can have a good reputation." If we relented now, our three clans would not only not be able to escape bad luck in the future, but would also bear the name of a villain who was greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Listening to the words of Qian Fandu and Kuiyang Lei, Mu Qin couldn't help but turn his head to look at the trembling Mu Zhiling behind him, and the curtain crown who was tied up by the Jinghai God Clan's five flowers in the distance, and finally let out a helpless and bitter sigh from his mouth.

The turbulent waves that lingered in mid-air had receded at this moment, and the sea of Ten Thousand Butterflies had also returned to calm. Jing Weitian's right hand firmly strangled Lu Yifan's throat, and at this moment, Lu Yifan in front of him was covered in blood, and there was a Jinghai Divine Thorn that had been restored to its original appearance deeply inserted in his chest, this Jinghai Divine Thorn had penetrated Lu Yifan's body, and it poked out bloodily from the back of his heart. The red blood continued to gush out from around Lu Yifan's wounds, Lu Yifan's eyes were closed, his face was pale, blood was gushing from his mouth and nose, his body was swaying from side to side like a stump of a willow under Jing Weitian's clamps, his broken arms hung under his shoulders and there was no movement, his breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, and he was already a mortal person when he looked horizontally and vertically.

Jing Weitian sneered with disdain: "Shen Tian'er, how can you fight with the deity with this ability? If Shen Yunfeng knew that the son he had worked so hard to save would take the initiative to send him to death today, I don't know how he would feel? I wonder if he would regret sacrificing his life to save you?"

In the face of Jing Weitian's cynicism, Lu Yifan only squirmed slightly in his Adam's apple a few times, but his mouth did not make any more sound, obviously even if he could hear Jing Weitian's voice, he was powerless to ridicule him at the moment.

"The king is defeated, the last person of the Underworld Divine Clan has been defeated by the deity today, and from now on, no one in the pure glass will remember who the Underworld Divine Clan is. Jing Wei Tianyin said with a smile, "At the beginning, the Stygian Cloud Wind passed on the position of the patriarch of the Stygian Divine Clan to you before he died, and now what your godhead contains is the essence of the Immortal Divine Clan, and this day came more than twenty years later than the deity expected. In the Five Domains of Posa, you killed my son, today I will kill you first, and then I will bloody the three major gods of the Shogunate, Qianluo and Kuidou, and use your lives to sacrifice my son's spirit in the sky!"

After saying that, Jing Weitian no longer hesitated, he dragged Lu Yifan to his front with a wave of his arm, and then opened his left hand to cover Lu Yifan's heavenly spirit cover with five fingers, and then slowly urged a trace of divine power to enter Lu Yifan's body, because he wanted to get the godhead in Lu Yifan's body, so he didn't dare to rush it, in case he accidentally destroyed the Shenyuan Godhead, then what he wanted would also be wiped out.

"The Celestial God is going to take out the Divine Personality of the Underworld!" Jing Wei shouted excitedly, "The Divine Personality must be taken out when the Divine Personality of the Immortal is dying, it seems that the Immortal Child" is indeed dying. Jing Wei's words made all the gods of the Jinghai God Clan refresh, and it also made the hearts of the people on the opposite side of the curtain "chuckle" suddenly.

The curtain crown who was tied up with five flowers looked solemnly at Jing Weitian and Lu Yifan in the distance, and a touch of extremely desperate sadness inadvertently flashed in his eyes, and it seemed that his current appearance was even more painful and miserable than that of Lu Yifan, who was dying.

In mid-air, under the intently gaze of the gods, Jing Weitian had already urged a wisp of divine power to enter Lu Yifan's incomparably weak divine sense, but he did not perceive the power released by the godhead in time. This made Jing Weitian quite annoyed, only to see him take a deep breath, his eyes slowly closed, concentrating all his energy between his five fingers, mobilizing his divine power to slowly wander and explore in Lu Yifan's body. Jing Weitian was silent, and none of the surrounding gods dared to make a sound, at this moment, the entire Ten Thousand Butterfly Sea seemed to fall into a dead silence, and even the waves and sea breeze froze, leaving only the sound of subtle and long breathing and the sound of nervous and urgent heartbeats.

After running along Lu Yifan's meridians for three full weeks, Jing Weitian still didn't realize where Lu Yifan's godhead was, which made Jing Weitian's mood start to become a little nervous and impatient. However, just when Jing Weitian was concentrating on and preparing to urge the divine power to explore again, the silent and weak meridians in Lu Yifan's body suddenly jumped, and before Jing Weitian could notice it, a strong and vigorous soul power suddenly surrounded Jing Weitian's divine power against the meridians. Jing Weitian was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his divine power, but it was a pity that he was still a step too late, because at this moment, the sudden emergence of soul power in Lu Yifan's body had already dragged Jing Weitian's divine power to death, and no matter how Jing Weitian struggled, his five fingers seemed to be firmly sucked on the top of Lu Yifan's head, and the strong divine power in Jing Weitian's body was even more like a river bursting its embankment, surging frantically towards Lu Yifan's body along his five fingers.

No, it's not so much that Jing Weitian's divine power is pouring into Lu Yifan's body, but that Lu Yifan is frantically inhaling the divine power in Jing Weitian's body into his body.

The sudden scene shocked all the gods watching the battle around, and the Jinghai God Clan, who were originally full of excitement, all showed solemn faces at this moment, while the side of the curtain qin changed the previous haze and turned into a nervous color with hope.

"How is this possible? He's dying......

At this moment, Jing Weitian couldn't care more about being cautious, he stared angrily at Lu Yifan, who was still restrained by his right hand at this moment, with a pair of frightened eyes, and said to himself in disbelief: "But why is he ......?"

"Jing Weitian, how does it feel to gain and lose?"

Without waiting for Jing Weitian's words to fall, Lu Yifan, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, two terrifying rays of light shot directly into Jing Weitian's heart, making Jing Weitian feel a chill for no reason.

"This is impossible, why don't you have a godhead......" Jing Weitian asked again and again like crazy, at this moment the divine power in his body was flowing outward towards Lu Yifan's body at a terrifying speed, and in a moment, Jing Weitian had already lost nearly fifty percent of his divine power. If this continues, Lu Yifan will sooner or later absorb his lifelong divine power, and the person who will definitely die at that time will be Jing Weitian, and this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed by Jing Weitian.

"Jing Weitian, are you disappointed that you didn't get my godhead? But you really deserve to be a god who has cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, and the divine power you possess is indeed ten million times stronger than my soul power. Lu Yifan said with a hoarse voice and a smile.

Facing Lu Yifan, who couldn't stop sneering, Jing Weitian was like seeing a ghost, he first looked down at the Jinghai Divine Thorn inserted in Lu Yifan's chest, and after confirming that this thorn had indeed injured Lu Yifan's vital point, his face was filled with indescribable surprise. Jing Weitian really couldn't understand why Lu Yifan's heart had been pierced, but he was still able to live well.

"Hell, you don't have a godhead...... You don't have a godhead......"

Hearing Jing Weitian's words, whether it was Muqin, Qianfandu, Daoyuan, or Chentian, the gods were all dumbfounded. They all knew that Lu Yifan was the orphan of the Shenyuan Divine Clan and the patriarch of the Shenyuan Divine Clan, but at this moment, Jing Weitian openly said that Lu Yifan had no godhead in his body, which meant that all the gods present knew it well, and they couldn't be called gods without a godhead. In other words, Jing Weitian was saying that Lu Yifan was not a god at all.

"What's going on?" Kuiyang Lei looked at Muqin in surprise and said, "Could it be that this Shentian'er is fake?"

"Impossible...... Makuqin was also confused by this, and shook his head in disbelief, "I'm sure he's definitely the heir of the Dark Cloud Wind Heavenly God, but why doesn't he have a godhead?"

"Could it be that after he went to the Five Domains, his godhead changed?" Qian Fandu speculated, "The people of the Five Domains have personalities, could it be that the godhead of the Underworld has also become a personality?"

"Probably not. Muqin shook his head solemnly and said, "The Godhead is not a mortal thing, how can he say that he can change? What's more, if he is not a god, how can he compete with Jing Weitian? Have you ever heard that there are people from the Five Domains who can compete with God?"

Regarding Muqin's question, Qian Fandu, Kuiyang Lei and others shook their heads one after another to show their puzzlement.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the furious and angry Jing Weitian suddenly let out a roar to the sky, and then his right hand, which was tightly pinching Lu Yifan's throat, tightened his five fingers suddenly, and with a crisp sound of "click", Jing Weitian actually pinched Lu Yifan's throat and neck bone. At this moment, for Jing Weitian, it doesn't matter if he can get Lu Yifan's godhead or not, the top priority is to try to protect himself first, so he will choose to kill Lu Yifan at this time in order to get free.

"Oh no!" Mu Qin couldn't help but say, "Jing Weitian is already jumping off the wall in a hurry, he no longer has the luxury of Shenyuan Godhead, Tian'er is dead this time......"

Seeing Lu Yifan being choked by Jing Weitian, Dao Yuan and the others, who were originally full of nervousness, all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The situation changed again and again, which made the mood of Muqin and others, who were already reborn hope, sink again.

"Disappointed?"

However, just when Jing Weitian thought that everything was fine, Lu Yifan's death-like voice sounded in his ears again, which made Jing Weitian subconsciously exclaim, at this moment he looked at Lu Yifan with trembling eyes like a ghost, only to see Lu Yifan's neck at this moment strangely slightly twisted, but a pair of black eyes were still staring at Jing Weitian with a bright and attentive look.

"Scared?" Looking at Jing Weitian, whose muscles were trembling slightly, Lu Yifan let out a disdainful sneer from his mouth, "If you can't kill me, you're scared?"

"You...... Who the hell are you sacred, and what kind of demon method are you making?" Jing Weitian didn't even care about getting rid of Lu Yifan at the moment, constantly absorbing his divine power, and stared at the unpredictable Lu Yifan with a frightened look.

Lu Yifan looked at the frightened Jing Weitian, the corners of his mouth stained with blood couldn't help but raise a grim smile, the more curious Jing Weitian was, the more he didn't say a word, just stared at Jing Weitian coldly and laughed loudly.

"No...... It couldn't be ......."

Under Lu Yifan's thoughts, the divine power in Jing Weitian's body has been lost nine times out of ten at this moment, and it is difficult for Jing Weitian to maintain a strong appearance, as the divine power in his body continues to disappear, his strong body began to gradually become rickety, and his full face shrank and smaller. After a while, the majestic Jing Weitian had turned into a skinny withered old man, the robe on his body had become extremely loose and fat, his body had shrunk into a child-like weakness, the wrinkles on his face and hands were all visible, and in the blink of an eye, there were already ravines and ravines, the old eyes were godless and deep, and the loose skin was piled up on top of each other on the skinny face, and even the right hand that grabbed Lu Yifan's throat had become five old and weak withered claws at this moment.

This scene made the surrounding gods can't help but let out bursts of surprise and exclamation, and even more timid people have subconsciously closed their eyes, not daring to look at this tragedy directly.

On the other hand, after Lu Yifan continued to inhale Jing Weitian's divine power, his face became more and more ruddy, and the blood from the wound in his chest gradually stopped.

"No......" Jing Weitian couldn't even say a complete sentence at this moment, he pulled his hoarse and faint voice, his eyes looked at Lu Yifan desperately, and his shriveled lips continued to tremble violently, "No......"

"Jing Weitian, if you destroy the enmity of my Shenyuan God Clan, I will get it back today!"

With Lu Yifan's roar to the sky, a meteor-like flame suddenly overflowed from his body, this flame first rose to the sky and reached the clouds, and then fell from the sky under the surprised gaze of the gods, and the flames fell into the surging ocean below with a "bang".

"Boom!"

The flames entered the sea and there was silence at first, but after a while, the huge Ten Thousand Butterfly Sea suddenly let out a raging sound like a roar, and then the firelight visible to the naked eye quickly moved under the sponge. Assembled, in the blink of an eye, accompanied by a loud explosion like an explosion, the entire sea of ten thousand butterflies turned into a raging sea of fire, the endless sea water at this moment was like a flowing oil in general, one point and the fire grew when the wind was blowing, in an instant, the sea of ten thousand butterflies has become a sea of magma and fire with tongues of fire, and the temperature over the sea of ten thousand butterflies has suddenly risen many times, so that the gods in the sky can't help but sweat profusely, the heat is unbearable, and they dodge to a higher place, for fear of being hurt by the tongue of fire that keeps gushing out in the sea of fire。

Lu Yifan stared at Jing Weitian with a pair of scarlet eyes, and Jing Weitian also stared back at him with a pair of frightened old eyes at this moment, and after the two looked at each other like this for about half a pillar of incense, Lu Yifan suddenly snorted coldly, and then a wave of strong power suddenly emanated from the top of his head, and in an instant, Jing Weitian, who was aging Long Zhong, was shocked out.

"Jing Weitian, my father was buried in the Ten Thousand Butterfly Sea, and today I will let you be buried here to be buried for my father forever!"

With Lu Yifan's loud shout, his whole person had rushed to the sky above Jing Weitian at this moment, and then kicked down with both feet together, and Jing Weitian, who had no half of his divine power, fell straight into the sea of ten thousand butterflies below like a meteorite, so fast that the gods of the Jinghai God Clan didn't have time to let out a shout, and Jing Weitian was completely swallowed by the raging sea of fire.

This scene was really like a stone sinking into the sea, Jing Weitian was burned alive in the sea of ten thousand butterflies like a grain of dust in the sea, and he was burned to ashes before he could even struggle.

And at the same time as Jing Weitian fell into the sea of fire, a pitch-black spirit card also rose from the sea of fire, Lu Yifan flashed forward with a wave of his broken arms, and Jing Weitian's three blood-red characters appeared on the token, and then he turned around and kicked at will, and this Jingwei Tian's spirit card immediately flew to the gods of the Jinghai God Clan, which frightened the gods of the Jinghai God Clan.

With the blazing flames in his eyes, the violent color on Lu Yifan's face finally gradually dissipated, replaced by a touch of grief and sadness.

"Ancestor, all the people of the Underworld, your enemies...... Heaven has reported that you can rest in peace under the nine springs......"

Before he could say a word, Lu Yifan felt a sudden feeling of sleepiness in his mind, he knew that his stump should have died a long time ago, and it was he who relied on the power of the underworld to survive without taking his last breath. At this moment, his revenge has been avenged, and Lu Yifan's remnant body can no longer support it. All he felt was darkness in front of him, and he was completely ignorant of what was going to happen.

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