"God of Origin! you've even appeared!" said the God of Destiny in a loud voice when he saw the God of Origin.

The God of Origin said: "Just allow your God of Destiny to make a move, and not allow my God of Origin to make a move?"

"That's it!" With a wave of his hand, the god of fate turned the treasures of the nine immortal weapons towards He Jiangxiu, and then stepped into the chaos again.

"This chaos, let's close!" said the god of fate, and in a flash of form, he disappeared into the vast chaos.

Subsequently, the countless cracks in the chaos closed, and the entire chaos returned to calm.

The God of Origin is also gone.

He Jiangxiu grabbed the treasure and looked at it, only to find that this was a pagoda, with a total of nine layers, from top to bottom, each of which was made of different materials.

There is a golden light blooming from the pagoda.

"Tower of Destiny!" Feng Baopu roared violently when he saw this pagoda. The huge body was like a small mountain, and it crashed into He Jiangxiu.

Feng Baopu was already completely crazy, all the Yuan Force in his body was burning, turning into pure origin power, condensing into various divine weapons, and flying towards He Jiangxiu together.

Suddenly, the magic weapons in the sky, all kinds of divine weapons, all swept in front of He Jiangxiu. And one of Feng Baopu's sharp claws also fell on top of He Jiangxiu's head, and he suppressed it fiercely.

He Jiangxiu only felt that his breath was not smooth, but the operation of the power of fate was still vigorous and powerful.

"Mirror of Origin! Blade of Origin! Break it for me! Break it for me!" Feng Baopu roared, and as soon as his words fell, these two artifacts were shattered together and turned into pieces!

The powerful power of the origin surged out in the shattered artifact, and then it was all devoured by Feng Baopu!

"Okay!" He Jiangxiu said Ling Ran, "Since this is the case, then I will accompany you to the end!"

Whew!

He Jiangxiu's body also burned with flames. The flames flew, instantly incinerating the armor on He Jiangxiu's body into powder.

He Jiangxiu's body is also melting.

"You're looking for death!" Feng Baopu said, "I've become a barbarian god, and I can recover afterwards." And you have burned your body, and your soul has nowhere to live, only a dead end. ”

"Really?" He Jiangxiu frowned and summoned the pagoda into his hand.

He Jiang held the pagoda in his hand and said, "Since you know that this is the Tower of Destiny, you should also know the power of this treasure!"

In fact, when the God of Fate returned to Chaos, he had already passed on a divine thought to He Jiangxiu, and told He Jiangxiu the subtlety of this pagoda and the method of operation.

He Jiangxiu got the Tower of Destiny, and he was in his chest.

Call!

A whirlwind blew, making the flames on He Jiangxiu's body even more majestic!

"Tower of Destiny!

He Jiangxiu shouted again, suppressed it with both fists, and the Tower of Destiny in his hand also flew out.

In an instant, He Jiangxiu's whole person turned into a monstrous flame, covering the sky and the earth, endlessly.

In an instant, this raging flame engulfed Feng Baopu, and the powerful power of fate was surging back and forth in the flames.

"No! No!"

Feng Baopu was engulfed in flames and couldn't break free, but he was still struggling, shouting, "No! ”

"Accept your fate!" In the flames, He Jiangxiu's voice came out, "No one can get rid of fate." Destiny is supreme. ”

Among the three thousand avenues, the Avenue of Destiny ranks first, and it is a well-deserved first avenue, dominating the world and unparalleled.

In the flames, the power of fate wrapped around Feng Baopu's body, making Feng Baopu feel the breath of death.

"I said that if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. ”

In the flames, He Jiangxiu's voice was transmitted again.

"No, no, I am the Son of the Source! I am the Son of the Source! Origin power, give me a blast! boom!" Feng Baopu roared angrily, and a wave of origin power like a huge wave rose into the sky.

Rumble!

At the same time, the Tower of Destiny was suppressed and completely suppressed Feng Baopu.

In an instant, Feng Baopu's huge body turned into a ball of blood.

Feng Baopu's soul was also crushed into nothingness by the Tower of Destiny and ceased to exist.

The flames in the sky gradually dissipated.

"Then Feng Baopu, dead?"

"He Jiangxiu, is he dead too?"

"Has the catastrophe of the Terrans finally passed?"

......

In the fairy world, countless eyes are destined for this place, and everyone is talking.

Immortal City, Immortal Garden.

The national teacher stood at the highest point in the city. This is the Thousand Machines Star Pavilion, and the Immortal Court has appointed special officials to be stationed here, observing the operation of the heavens and stars all year round, and postponing what happened in the heavens.

"He Jiangxiu, are you really dead?" the national teacher looked at a treasure bead in front of him and said in a low voice.

The Holy Feather God of War was standing beside the national teacher, also staring at the hanging orb in front of him, and said, "The Heavenly Orb has not been broken yet, He Jiangxiu should not have fallen yet." ”

"He turned into a flame and devoured Feng Baopu, and he deserved to fall. But he is a child of fate, and it may be that his luck is not exhausted. The national teacher muttered.

The Holy Feather God of War said: "No matter what, He Jiangxiu is the hero of my human race. ”

"Yes......" the national teacher sighed.

Realm of the Troubled Gods.

Yan Ziyun, Bai Ling, Wei Zhen and others gathered, most of these people were born in Lingyunmen, and they were He Jiangxiu's brothers and friends.

"Jiang Xiu!" Bai Ling was the first to cry, looking at the scattered flames, he couldn't cry.

The little girl who was a strange elf at the beginning is now generous, and her strength has reached the realm of the Immortal Sect.

And Yan Ziyun, who was originally the apprentice of the old demon in his heart, was very qualified, and had also reached the peak of the realm of the Immortal Sect.

Wei Zhen stood aside, silent.

The flames gradually dispersed and eventually vanished. The realm of the chaotic gods, which was originally raging with war, was empty at this time, as if it were a vacuum.

Indeed, He Jiangxiu and Feng Baopu had a big battle, turning this place into a vacuum, and there was no longer any spiritual energy.

Not only the Chaotic God Domain, but the aura in the entire heavens has decreased by nearly ninety percent. Since then, it has become almost impossible for a monk to step into the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

"Let's go......" Wei Zhen looked around at the void space, and finally sighed lightly.

"No, Jiang Xiu won't die!" Bai Ling didn't give up.

Yan Ziyun was also sobbing quietly, he didn't know what kind of language to use to comfort the white spirit who was crying beside him.

"Let's go. The aura here is thin and should not be stayed for a long time. Wei Zhen comforted.

"No, no. Bai Ling shook his head stubbornly......

"Let's go......"

After a long time, everyone still has to leave.

"Hey ......"

However, just as everyone was about to leave, a voice that was extremely familiar to Bai Ling came from the void.

It's He Jiangxiu!