Chapter 912: The Last Tribulation II

Poof!

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The aura that belonged to the Lord of War soon began to weaken.

"You!?"

Seeing Lin Xin looking towards him, the Kuangmi Sword Master felt a little bad.

"Aren't you the helper invited by Fang Prison?"

"Of course not. ā€

Lin Xin's voice actually appeared directly beside him.

Poof!

The Sword of Wrath stabbed precisely through the chest of the Vast Sword Master.

"You !?"

He didn't even know when the other party came.

I just vaguely felt the flow of time around me distort, and then there was a pain in my chest.

Defeated inexplicably, I didn't pay attention at all.

"Time manipulation... You're actually...!" At this time, the Kuangmi Sword Master didn't know that it was a third party who was stirring up the situation.

At that moment just now, Lin Xin directly entered the time fault and came to the time zone far away from him, which was not affected by him.

Then he sprinted and approached his side.

It's just that the speed of this series of actions is too fast and connected, so that the Kuangmi Sword Master can't reflect it at all. Instant hit.

Bang!!

His sword light burst all over his body, and countless silver blades pierced out from the inside of his body, spreading out in all directions.

wants to use this to force Lin Xin, who is close at hand.

But he has been fighting hard with the Lord of War for hundreds of years, and his strength is almost exhausted at this time.

The power of the explosion is at most the explosive power of dozens of stars.

This kind of power was indeed a fatal threat to Lin Xin before, but for him now, it was just a scorching air current.

"Thank you for your hospitality!"

Lin Xin grinned, and a black shadow suddenly poured out of the black hole in his chest, hugging the Kuangmi Sword Master to death, dragging it in in the blink of an eye, and disappearing.

Belch!

His stomach also bulged slightly at this time, and it seemed that he had eaten too much, which made it difficult to digest.

But it's much better than the two huge tumors that grew in front of me.

"The so-called Dao Ancestor is just a poor aggregate creature...."

Lin Xin licked his lips.

"Now it's time to find the rest of the couples. ā€

8

The Fifteenth Heavenly Realm: Breaking the Void Heaven.

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!!

Dense colored sparks continued to splash out, and Fang Hell and Nine Colors were frantically fighting at a high speed that they couldn't catch.

After fighting for hundreds of years, both of them have gone all out, and now it is time to decide the winner and loser.

Their moves are all of the same power, and most of them cancel each other out except for their attributes and appearances.

In this way, the only thing that can be compared is the will and soul of the two.

It's just that although the two have been fighting rapidly, their induction of the outside world has never been broken.

"Another battlefield is quiet. ā€

Nine-colored's eyes were cold, and he said coldly.

"I didn't expect it, Fang Prison, where did you find such a powerful backhand, and you can hide it under my nose for so long. ā€

Fang Jian didn't speak, just continued to attack frantically.

The original self-contained Ning Angong exerted terrifying power, flickering near and far, constantly manipulating distance and space.

Only when he needs to be close, when attacking, will the distance between the two be instantly closer.

When he dodges the attack, he will instantly pull extremely far.

The nine colors are like a mobile fort, and a steady stream of terrifying Buddha shadow golden whips erupt from all over the body.

The dense golden whips were so dense that from a distance, they looked like a sea of gold, surging wildly in all directions.

He didn't care about Fang Prison getting closer and farther. It has been in the most perfect state of explosion, hundreds of years have passed, and it is still enduring.

You can see the horror of it.

"Don't speak, do you think I won't be able to do it if you don't say it?"

A small circle like six copper coins suddenly appeared on the side of his face, and began to change rapidly.

The six small circles are six suns that decay at different times, and they are refined into this shape.

At this time, all the small circles are changing rapidly, pulling out six circular curves, intertwined to form an intricate miniature yellow sphere, and countless dense characters appear on the surface.

"The spinning hourglass is over. ā€

Fang Jian said suddenly.

Boom!

The yellow orb manipulated by the Nine Colors suddenly exploded.

His face was hard to look at. He also figured it out.

The Rotating Hourglass is the Ninth Heavenly Demon Army Master, and his strength is stronger than several others, how can it be so easy....!?

He was a little surprised.

"How's the truce?" Fang continued. "There is a change in my arrangement, and that variable is destroying everything regardless of whether I am the enemy or the enemy. ā€

"Variables?" The Buddha shadow behind the nine colors gradually became angry, but he tried to suppress the emotions that could explode at any moment.

"What do you mean?"

"It means that I finally understand what the real catastrophe is. ā€

Fang Jian calmly met his eyes.

"The real catastrophe ....." Jiuse suddenly remembered the uneasiness he had felt before.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt something, and his expression changed again.

"Do you feel it?" Fang Prison's face was calm. "Another battlefield is gone. ā€

He said lightly.

"I miscalculated, if we let that person continue to grow, we won't be able to escape. ā€

Nine colors were crazy with ugly faces.

The sea of golden whips and distance manipulation between the two also stopped almost at the same time, and their hands came to a standstill.

"Kamikaze Sword Master ....."

He finally figured out what the variables cultivated in Fang Prison were.

"You madman!!, you actually dare to let the Dao Ancestor-level Divine Wind Sword Master grow!" Jiu Se knew that his face must be ugly now.

"Taishang September Divine Wind Sword Master, once dominated the universe of the overlord-level existence. If we are united, we may still have the strength to fight. "Fang Prison is still calm.

"But that's the sword master after the complete completion, and now he is far from qualified. ā€

Burst!

Jiuse just wanted to speak, but finally his face completely changed.

In an instant just now, the aura of the Dao Ancestor of the last alliance of his alliance also completely disappeared.

"He's not whole, and so are we. Do you have a solution?" he knew that now was not the time for a decisive battle, and that the real catastrophe had to be dealt with first. Otherwise, even if they merge into one, they may not be able to resist the devouring of that variable.

"Taishang September Divine Wind Sword, those who cultivate to the end are all madmen, and their spirits and souls will eventually have problems, no exceptions.

So I have a solution....." Fang Jian squinted.

"What's going on..."Boom!!

In the space on the right side of the Nine Colors, a ball of blood-colored red light suddenly exploded, and endless miserable white corpses and corpses gushed out, turning into a massive amount of snow-white bone spurs and stabbing towards the Nine Colors.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Jiu Se's eyes, and he stretched out his right palm and grabbed it forward.

The huge golden Buddha palm formed in the blink of an eye, and it fiercely grabbed the countless sea of bone spurs in front of him.

Boom!

With a loud impact, a sea of bone spurs burst open.

Jiu Se also held his right palm, his face changed wildly, and he flashed back.

Here, in this Heavenly Realm, they could only fight with their essence, and many Dao Ancestor-level terrifying divine powers were shrunk and weakened.

This is the terrifying power of the Fifteenth Heavenly Realm.

But it is precisely because of this that the risks encountered in fighting here are far greater than in other places.

The collision between the core forces of the essence creates dangers and rifts that are far beyond the outside world.

Jiu Se raised his right palm and swept his eyes, and suddenly gasped.

"Spiritual robbery!?"

His palms were blurred with flesh and blood, and there were a large number of blood-colored maggot-like creatures frantically trying to burrow into them.

"I was going to wait until you were both defeated. ā€

A blood-red body, as if it was made up of countless white bones, gradually condensed on the sides of the Nine Colors and Fang Prison.

It was Lin Xin who had just arrived from the lower space.

His appearance had changed again.

In addition to a dozen pairs of transparent wings on the back, there were a large number of blood-colored roots-like things hanging down, swaying slightly like jellyfish.

Countless silver-blue metals gradually appeared on the skin of the body, like metal decorations inlaid in the skin.

Wisps of white smoke still emanated from the three black holes behind him.

"Sure enough, it's you...!!Setsun Divine Monarch!" The nine-colored palm quickly healed, and the blood-colored living creature of the wound was directly shattered by the golden light.

"See you again. Fang Jian looked at Lin Xin calmly. "We don't actually need to work hard, the universe is about to collapse, and the three of us will definitely be able to break through the boundaries and enter the big universe if we work together. ā€

"But that can only leave one. Nine Colors interrupted him.

"As long as you are one with me, as long as I leave here, doesn't that mean that you can leave too?"

Fang Prison said as a matter of course.

"Do you think you've won?" The Buddha light on the nine-colored body quickly retracted, and the golden streamers condensed into clouds surrounded him.

He flipped over his hand, and a black card suddenly appeared in his hand. In the center of the card is an eye pattern made of nebulae.

"What do you think?" Fang Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a withered yellow river still flowing appeared in his hand.

The river circled around him like a ribbon, making a gurgling sound.

"This is your last hole card?"

Lin Xin squinted at the things in Jiu Se and Fang Prison's hands. There was a hint of madness and gore in his eyes.

After leaving the Lord of the Four Seasons, he devoured two more Dao Ancestor-level existences, both of whom were Heavenly Demon Army Masters. And for the Immortal Yin Dao Ancestor and the Fourth Dao Ancestor Yun Ce, they can still catch up after all.

These remaining Dao Ancestors all sensed that something was wrong and hid in advance. And without the others, there are only the nine colors and Fang Prison who are still fighting.

The current Dao Ancestor, for him, is no longer a mysterious level.

In fact, if you look closely, they are just super celestial venerables who are extremely large.

The silver heart they perceive has only one ability, and that is to pull a large number of stars, dust, and death stars, thus forming their own galaxy.

But such a galactic body, the density is too thin.

Lin Xin devoured it until now, and he had already realized that Dao Ancestor was simply the wrong evolutionary route.

This path is ultimately to dominate the universe, but it is also forever bound by the black universe and cannot be separated.

"There is definitely a more perfect path of evolution!" Lin Xin's alienated kamikaze sword master was extremely calm.

"If I eat them, eat this universe again.... Perhaps this is the true path to maximum freedom...."

A dangerous thought came to him.

The gods of the past generations actually went crazy in the end, that is, they killed indiscriminately, and then committed suicide.

But this time when I met Lin Xin, the existence of monsters that could be devoured infinitely, the only weakness of the soul limit, was also solved by the coincidental kamikaze sword technique.

The consequences may far exceed those of the other sword masters.

Lin Xin's thought together, and suddenly Jiu Se and Fang Prison could faintly sense it.

The eyes of the two of them looked at him strangely and dangerously. (To be continued.) )