"Huh...... Holy Lord of Destiny, if you want the supreme artifact of the deity, it depends on whether you have that ability. ”

Hearing this, Fang Yi sneered.

He is now the Lord of the Seven Star City, the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City has been unsealed from the eighth layer, and the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City is a supreme artifact just as the Destiny Holy Lord said.

The Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, as a supreme artifact, naturally does not have the function of connecting the heavens and all the worlds, it can also be used as a weapon to attack.

In his previous life, his cultivation at the peak of the Holy Emperor was not afraid of the Holy Lord of Fate, not to mention that the current Holy Lord of Destiny was not the main body, but just a clone to take away.

The reason why he summoned the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City was to use the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City to fix this piece of heaven and earth.

Otherwise, once he fights with the Holy Lord of Destiny, with the destructive power of the two of them, this piece of heaven and earth will definitely be destroyed by the two of them.

The Holy Lord of Destiny didn't care about the many creatures in the perfect world, but Fang Yi didn't want to affect the creatures in this plane, he had his own principles.

"Emperor Yi, don't think that you have turned over as a salted fish, just be self-righteous, although this emperor is just a clone, but it will be easy to take you down!"

The Holy Lord of Destiny sneered.

"It's useless to talk nonsense, war!"

Fang Yi said coldly, after speaking, his body was shocked, and the vast momentum rose to the sky.

"Heavenly Sword of Destiny!"

Fang Yi clenched the "Heavenly Sword of Destiny, Time Without a Trace" with both hands, raised it high above his head, and swung a knife in the direction where the Holy Lord of Destiny was.

The Heavenly Sword of Destiny is the third type of sword path supernatural power comprehended by Fang Yi, the first style is the "Destroying Heavenly Knife", and the second type is the "Killing Heavenly Knife".

With a swing of Fang Yi's sword, a half-moon-shaped silver sword roared towards the Holy Lord of Destiny.

This half-moon-shaped sword is nearly a thousand feet, exuding a psychedelic glow.

"Avenue of Destiny!"

The Holy Lord of Destiny looked at the silver sword that roared towards him, and his pupils shrank slightly.

He cultivated the Dao of Destiny, and naturally he was extremely familiar with the Dao of Destiny.

The Holy Lord of Destiny didn't expect that Emperor Yi's comprehension of the Great Dao of Destiny was not weaker than him in the slightest!

"Emperor Yi must die!"

The Destiny Holy Lord's murderous intent towards Emperor Yi was extremely strong, and he was very jealous when he thought of Emperor Yi's previous life, using the Holy Emperor's peak cultivation to fight several Holy Emperors alone.

Whether it was for the Supreme Artifact City in Emperor Yi's hands, or for the eradication of the grass, the Holy Lord of Fate didn't want Fang Yi to live.

"Kill!"

The Holy Lord of Destiny snorted coldly, flipped his right hand, and a crimson long sword appeared in his hand, and then with a wave of his right hand, a thousand feet of blood-red sword light greeted him.

Thundered~

In the blink of an eye, the sword and the golden light collided violently, the space collapsed and repaired, and in a moment, the sword and the sword slowly dissipated.

Fang Yi was not surprised to see that the sword he had sent was scattered by the Destiny Holy Lord.

Although the Saint Lord of Destiny in front of him is just a clone, after all, the Saint Lord of Destiny is a peak powerhouse of the Holy Emperor, even if it is just a clone, it is much stronger than the peak of the ordinary Saint Emperor.

Besides, Fang Yi's knife just now didn't exert his full strength at all, it was just a temptation.

"Creation Wings!"

Fang Yi let out a low shout, and a pair of huge golden wings appeared behind him, above the golden wings, the divine light flowed, and the sound of the avenue was permeated, and the space collapsed one after another.

"Fight!"

The golden wings behind the square wings flicked slightly, and the body turned into a golden lightning bolt, shooting towards the Holy Lord of Destiny.

"Kill!"

The Holy Lord of Destiny looked at the Emperor Wing that was shooting towards him, and snorted coldly, turning into a blood-red lightning bolt and shooting towards Fang Wing.

Boom, boom, boom~

In the blink of an eye, the two fought together, and the earth-shattering loud noises continued to echo through the heavens and the earth.

"Brother Fang Yi, you must win!"

The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven looked at the Fang Wing who was fighting with the Holy Lord of Destiny in the golden light curtain, and secretly prayed in his heart.

With his realm, he couldn't capture the movement trajectory of Fang Yi and the Destiny Holy Lord at all, he could only see the constant collision of the two suns, one gold and one red.

Even through the light shield, the Desolate Heaven Emperor still felt the breath of destroying the heavens and the earth, and the Desolate Heaven Emperor felt that if there was no golden light cover, this piece of heaven and earth would probably be destroyed.

"Hey, that's too strong!"

Meng Tianzheng looked at the two people who were constantly colliding in the golden light mask, and gasped.

Even the arrogant Emperor of Beginningless on the side was moved, and he had to admit that that level was too far away from him!

He couldn't even catch the movement of two.

In the perfect world, the beings of the heavens and all the domains are also paying attention to this earth-shattering battle, and they are all moved and shocked!

"Can the lord win?"

Meng Tianzheng muttered softly, from the conversation between the city lord and the mysterious man just now, he guessed that the city lord and the mysterious man knew each other and were the enemies of life and death.

"The city lord will definitely win!"

The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven affirmed, but there was a faint worry in his heart.

Airplanes~

As soon as Emperor Huangtian's words fell, the space around him was distorted, and two peerless shadows of white-clothed Shengxue suddenly appeared.

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"Meet the lady of the city lord, princess!"

Seeing the comer, the Emperor of the Beginningless and Meng Tianzheng, and the Emperor of the Wasteland were shocked, and after seeing the face of the comer, they bowed slightly.

The person who came was Fang Yi's wife and sister, who was also the wife of the city lord of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, and the eldest princess of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City.

"No need to be polite."

Fang Ruohan waved his hand, but the eyes of the two women looked at the two people who were fighting with the golden light mask.

"Lord of Destiny?"

Li Xinying's eyes froze, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Ying'er, let's go help Xiao Yi."

Fang Ruohan turned her head to look at Li Xinying, she also felt a familiar aura from that mysterious person, thinking that the Holy Lord of Fate had ruined their family and countless living beings in the Golden Sacred Domain had died tragically, Fang Ruohan felt a monstrous hatred in her heart.

"Whew~"

Li Xinying took a breath, tried her best to suppress the killing intent in her heart, and calmed herself down: "Sister Han, the Holy Lord of Fate is just a clone, even if his body comes, he can't help the nerd, not to mention a doppelganger, let's sweep the battle for the nerd." ”

"Hmm!"

Fang Ruohan looked at the Holy Lord of Destiny who was retreating under his younger brother's stormy attack, and nodded slightly.

Above the firmament, there was a loud bang, and Fang Yi turned the Destiny Saint Lord into a cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist shook for a while, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of the Holy Lord of Destiny appeared again.

"Emperor Yi, even if your combat power is monstrous, this emperor is already immortal, you can't kill me!"

The Holy Lord of Destiny, who had reunited in the flesh, looked at Fang Yi and said, his heart was extremely shocked, he didn't expect that the reborn Emperor Wing's combat power was even stronger than in his previous life.

"No, you must pass the news of the Emperor Wing to the deity, and you can't let him grow up again!"

The Holy Lord of Fate secretly thought that after such a long battle, he had been blown up by Fang Yi more than a dozen times, and he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't help Fang Yi.

The Saint Lord of Fate flinched in his heart, now he just wanted to pass the news back, as for the supreme artifact in Fang Yi's hand, he knew that it was impossible to get it at all.

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