Ten thousand calamities of life and death are empty, it is a sword move that Dugu has comprehended on the basis of the Great Dao of Destruction and the Great Dao of Life, which is not complete, and it is still in the stage of exploration, and it can only be regarded as a residual move.

The power of this remnant move is earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods, the terrifying power just now, can tear almost everything apart, and destroy all living beings.

But in the end, it was shattered by Zhao Ritian's forbidden power!

Dugu's expression of defeat was very calm, and he directly admitted defeat.

"Senior Dugu, if you really fight, I will definitely not be your opponent! And I can feel that your sword move is not complete, if it is completely complete, it will definitely be able to burst out ten times and a hundred times the power!"

Zhao Ritian also said with some emotion.

This move is extremely terrifying, if it weren't for Zhao Ritian's last urge of the forbidden power, it would be extremely difficult to break through the ten thousand tribulations of life and death.

Zhao Ritian won very lucky, and he won very hard!

"I'm looking forward to that day too!"

Dugu asked for defeat and smiled slightly.

He could feel that when he completely comprehended that all eons of life and death were empty, it was the time when he became holy, and he was also looking forward to the power of this sword move.

"Are you convinced, if you are not convinced, just come up and give advice!"

Zhao Ritian's gaze fell on the people below, and he smiled proudly.

"We are convinced! Lord Zhao Ritian, we are willing to hand over the power of luck to you!"

Everyone's eyes were full of awe, and they hurriedly said.

Speaking of which, most of them had to flee here to hide because they heard the news of the massacre by the Son of Heaven, and now that Zhao Ritian can protect their lives, they are naturally willing to hand over the power of luck.

"Good! You made the right choice!"

Zhao Ritian smiled faintly.

Airplanes!

The top of Zhao Ritian's head was originally golden luck, it looked like a bright sun, and the light was dazzling, but at this moment, everyone gave up the power of luck and began to be swallowed by the golden luck on the top of Zhao Ritian's head.

The qi above Zhao Ritian's head was rising, the mist was filled, and the power of luck was rising and intertwined, containing incomparably majestic and ancient power fluctuations.

"Zhao Ritian, the power of our luck is also given to you!"

Zhou Panlong, Pangu Tiangang and Dugu Qiu Defeat all gave up their luck power and gave it to Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian used his strength to win the power of luck, and naturally they didn't have any opinions.

Even the power of luck on Jiang Liuer's head was given to Zhao Ritian.

Thundered!

The qi luck above Zhao Ritian's head rose, and after absorbing and refining so much qi luck power, the golden qi luck began to turn purple, exuding a peaceful and majestic aura fluctuation.

The purple luck was like a purple sun, the light was dazzling, and a purple rainbow instantly rose into the sky, causing the entire chaotic battlefield to begin to shake.

"The Final Battle, Open!"

At the same time, an ancient and mysterious voice resounded throughout the Chaos Battlefield, making everyone feel a pang in their hearts.

Sou!

Zhao Ritian was shrouded in purple rui qi in the sky, and disappeared into the void in an instant, appearing in an unknowable mysterious region.

This is the final battle of the Chaos Battlefield!

Airplanes!

At the same time that Zhao Ritian appeared on the final battlefield, there were several powerful figures with purple rui qi above their heads, and the qi luck around them rose to the vastness, like a burning flame, which made their whole person covered with a bit of mysterious aura fluctuations.

The Son of Heaven was dressed in gold chain mail, a white cloak fluttering in the wind, he was slender and vigorous, his black hair was flying, his face was extremely handsome, his eyes were full of indifference, and the whole person had a kind of momentum that looked at the world!

The power of his luck was the most powerful, and the purple divine light rose, making his whole person shrouded in purple ruiqi, and every gesture made the void in all directions vibrate violently.

"The final battle, the chosen one, only this seat is worthy of it!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and a mysterious young figure spoke.

The figure was a young man, slender and heroic, with wings on his back and fangs on his mouth, and the fangs were shining golden, like pure gold, and his eyes were full of arrogance and domineering.

He stood in the void, and there was an immortal fluctuation around him, ancient and terrifying.

If Ling Xiao was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this young man with fangs on his mouth was the Heavenly Corpse Emperor he had encountered!

"In the final battle, I, the Witch Spirit King, are the ultimate victors!"

A muffled sound came, the blazing purple divine light was dazzling, and out of it came a burly man wearing animal skins, holding a stone rod, and having knotted muscles, he looked very wild, his black hair was scattered and unruly, his eyes were full of aggressive light, and his breath was extremely powerful!

The Witch Spirit King is the strongest of the younger generation of the Wu Clan, the strength of the Witch Clan is not weaker than the Terran and the Demon Clan, although he acts very low-key on weekdays, but the background of the Witch Clan cannot be underestimated, and the Witch Spirit King can go to the last step, everyone is not surprised.

Just when Zhao Ritian discovered the Son of Heaven, the Heavenly Corpse Emperor and the Witch Spirit King, the three of them also discovered Zhao Ritian.

"Is that you?

After the Son of Heaven saw Zhao Ritian, his whole body was slightly shocked, and his eyes instantly became incomparably sharp, like a blade sweeping over Zhao Ritian's body, as if he wanted to see him through.

"I didn't expect that the dignified son of the Emperor of Heaven would actually do the act of murder and plunder, and rob others of their luck, is this the bearing of the son of the Emperor of Heaven?

Zhao Ritian smiled proudly, his eyes revealing an incomparably powerful battle intent.

"What Long Aotian? I heard that Long Aotian's real name is Ling Xiao, and he is the holder of the Wordless Heavenly Book! If he knows each other, he will obediently hand over the Wordless Heavenly Book, otherwise you can't afford to bear the anger of this emperor!"

The Heavenly Corpse Emperor showed his extremely sharp fangs, and his eyes were full of cruel and bloodthirsty light, staring at Zhao Ritian and said.

"Is the Wordless Book of Heaven finally born? I'm really interested in this guy named Ling Xiao!"

The Witch Spirit King's eyes also showed a look of interest.

Sure enough, as that mysterious figure said, he not only told the news that Ling Xiao had the Wordless Heavenly Book to the Wuji Holy Son, but even told the many Heavenly Proud powerhouses in the entire Chaos Battlefield.

Now, although the Son of Heaven, the Celestial Corpse Emperor, and the Witch Spirit King are interested in the Chosen Son, they are even more interested in Ling Xiao's wordless Heavenly Book.

If you can get the complete wordless heavenly book, I am afraid that it is even more precious than the chosen one, and it will make people crazy!

"Just because the three of you dare to covet the wordless heavenly book? I really don't know whether to live or die! Come on, let your grandfather Zhao Ritian teach you how to behave!"

Zhao Ritian smiled proudly and said, facing the three heavenly powerhouses in front of him, there was no fear at all, and he was still infinitely arrogant and flamboyant!

(End of chapter)