The white-haired god is the head of the eight gods of the god race, and on his body, he has an immortal weapon killing blood robe.

"Holy Feather, let's go intercept the Ten Thousand Gods. The national teacher said, his figure flickering, like a divine sword rushing away.

The Holy Feather God of War manipulated a spear, his arms trembled, and suddenly the spear came out like a dragon, with plenty of light and shadow, releasing a series of fierce lights.

Immediately, many masters of the human race all killed the gods.

And the vast and boundless chaos is slowly descending, as if it is about to devour the heavens.

"Hmph!" Lord Myriad Gods stood still and said in a cold voice, "It's up to you to want to stop me, you all have to die! The Nine Great Immortal Weapons are mine! The entire heavens are also mine!"

After the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods said, the divine fist attacked, and the fierce and incomparable divine power was struck again and again.

Boom Boom! Boom Boom!

At that time, the sound of explosions came and went, and there were fires flashing everywhere, and countless Protoss soldiers also launched their final impact at this moment.

All the Protoss soldiers became extremely excited, red-eyed, and desperate.

Although the Terran soldiers are tenacious, they are outnumbered in the end.

"Boom!"

The white-haired god shuttled through the void, and the killing blood robe on his body was also shaking violently, and the hunting sound.

He Jiangxiu held the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword in his hand, harnessed a fresh breeze, and came to the front of the white-haired Heavenly God.

Scold!

As soon as He Jiangxiu's arm was raised, the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword was unsheathed. A cold light flashed through the dark time and space in an instant, like a bright moon, suddenly rising into the sky!

The Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword flew up to the Nine Heavens and began to emit a scorching firelight, as if it had turned into a scorching sun, hanging between the clouds, illuminating all the darkness in the world.

Seeing this, the white-haired Heavenly God sneered, as if he was disdainful of He Jiangxiu, and said in a low voice: "Even if you are an immortal now, you are not my opponent." ”

"It's useless to talk too much!" He Jiangxiu shouted, and as soon as the words fell, the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword flew out, turning into a long rainbow, stabbing directly into the throat of the white-haired Heavenly God!

The speed of the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword was very fast, even faster than the speed of light, making it impossible for the white-haired Heavenly God to capture the trajectory of the Divine Sword at all.

However, the white-haired Heavenly God exuded divine sense, and soon locked on the existence of the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword, and with a big hand, he directly grabbed the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword in the palm of his hand.

"Haha!" The white-haired Heavenly God shook his backhand, firmly controlled the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword in his hand, and then said to He Jiangxiu: "I said, you are not my opponent. Even if you have the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword, what if you give me this divine sword!"

The white-haired Heavenly God said, releasing his divine thoughts, and began to erode the prohibition in the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword, trying to collect this divine sword into his own hands.

"Hmph!" He Jiangxiu said coldly, his hand moved, and the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword shook again, and a thick white smoke erupted from the tip of the sword!

This white smoke was filled with corrosive power, and in an instant, it dissolved the palm of the white-haired god into a pool of blood!

Airplanes!

The Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword flew up and fell back into He Jiangxiu's hands.

"What is this?" said the white-haired god in amazement.

He Jiangxiu shrugged his shoulders and drank: "This is the power of fate!"

As soon as fate comes out, everything is invincible.

Hoohoo!

As He Jiangxiu roared out, the white smoke rose from the sky. A strong force of fate erupted from the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword and permeated all around.

Strands of fate, like thin threads, wrapped around the white-haired gods' bodies, making them unable to move.

"It's really the power of fate...... "The white-haired god gasped, and his white hair began to fly.

Whoosh!

A strand of white hair was like a tentacle, grabbing towards He Jiangxiu. The power contained in the seemingly subtle white hair is incomparably powerful.

Countless gray hairs poured in one after another, like mountains and seas, mighty.

He Jiangxiu couldn't help but regress again and again, but while regressing, he was still burning the vitality in his body and stimulating a steady stream of destiny.

"The power of the Protoss! Change your life against the sky!" the white-haired Celestial God roared, his eyes turning scarlet, like a mad ancient beast.

The white-haired god said in a loud voice: "My god clan has already ignored fate, and it is an existence that changes life against the sky!

Boom Boom!

The white-haired god roared again and again, constantly striking powerful divine fists. The huge fists exploded in the void one after another like thunder, bursting out with endless winds of energy.

At this moment, He Jiangxiu felt that even the powerful and incomparable power of fate was met with unprecedented resistance.

"Protoss?" He Jiangxiu took a step forward, his sleeve robe bulging, and a white light shot out of it!

This white light is the Destiny Pen of Destiny!

The big pen is like a rafter, sweeping thousands of armies.

With a light sweep of the spirit pen of fate, the tip of the pen that was infused with the power of fate fell on the body of the white-haired god.

Bang!

With just one blow, the arrogance of the white-haired god was suppressed.

"Destiny Spirit Pen! Destiny Spirit Pen!" the white-haired Heavenly God roared, his eyes wide as if he was terrified, "You little Terran monk, how can you get the Destiny Spirit Pen?"

"Suffer death!"

He Jiangxiu shouted again, trying his best to burn the vitality in his body, all kinds of divine powers, gathered together at this moment, it can be said that thousands of streams converged into a vast ocean!

In the spirit pen of fate, there is a pure power of fate. At this moment, after He Jiangxiu's stimulation, the power of fate in the spiritual pen has been fully utilized.

The power of fate gushes out like a mighty river.

The majestic power of fate, with the momentum of flooding the golden mountain, quickly submerged the white-haired gods.

"Fate! fate!" He Jiangxiu shouted again and again. At this moment, He Jiangxiu was in high spirits, holding his big hand, and there was a feeling that he was holding his destiny and holding it for nine days.

After three breaths, the power of fate dissipated. Between the voids, only a blood-red robe remained.

And the white-haired gods, impacted by the power of fate, turned into nothingness. And all the essence of the white-haired Heavenly God's divine race was swallowed by He Jiangxiu.

He Jiang's body straightened, and his height increased by a few points. His strength has also risen.

"Come on!" He Jiangxiu sighed softly, and the killing blood robe fell into his hand.

At this point, the nine immortal weapons that sealed the chaos already had eight immortal weapons, which were obtained by He Jiangxiu.

The last immortal weapon, and the most critical immortal weapon, is still missing.

However, with the Eight Great Immortal Weapons, one can summon the last Immortal Weapon.

He Jiangxiu slowly exhaled and looked up into the distance.

There, the four of them, the National Teacher, the Holy Feather God of War, the Heart Demon Old Ghost, and the Great Dao Heavenly Monarch, formed a solid battle formation to resist the attacks of the Ten Thousand Gods.

"Let's all die!"

At this time, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods roared angrily, grabbed the Star Ten Thousand Gods Sword with his big hand, and slashed forward.

Sting!

Immediately, the battle array was shattered, and the four masters such as the national teacher flew upside down, their breath was defeated, and their vitality was greatly damaged.

"Damn!"

Lord Wanshen also looked at He Jiangxiu, grabbed the Star Wanshen Sword and pointed at He Jiangxiu, and said angrily: "Boy, you dare to kill the white-haired gods! I'll send you to hell first!"

A huge eyeball rose behind the Lord of the Gods.

He Jiangxiu recognized that the huge eyeballs were the treasure of the Zhen clan of the God Clan, and it was also a supreme immortal weapon, and the divine power was unimaginable.

"Eyes of the Gods!" Lord Pantheon chanted the incantation, his eyeballs spinning and glowing with an eerie light.

However, He Jiangxiu was not afraid, and with a flick of his big hand, eight golden rays of light appeared in front of him.

These eight golden rays of light are the eight immortal weapons that seal chaos.

"Eternal Immortal Ding!Hongmeng Divine Map!Creation Temple!Sanqing Xuanlan!Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword!Heavenly Throne!Killing Blood Robe!Destiny Spirit Pen!"

He Jiangxiu led to a high song, and the eight immortal weapons vibrated at the same time, inspiring a golden light.

Eight rays of golden light burst into the sky, shooting into the chaos high above.