Qiwa didn't dare to delay, returned quickly, and shouted loudly from afar, letting Lu Dashu open the formation.

Finally, the face in the air became clear, and he opened his mouth to spit out a thunderbolt, followed by a thick lightning bolt.

Qiwa roared and flew in the air, dodged the lightning, and rushed into Lu Dashu's formation, and Lu Dashu also cooperated closely, Qiwa entered the formation with his front foot, and his back foot fully activated the formation.

All of a sudden, Lilith's aura disappeared in this space, and the lightning in the air paused for a moment.

The seven babies let out a long breath, and then they only need to arrange the seal on Lilith's body, use time to wear off his divinity without damaging its roots, and wait until hundreds of millions of years later, this child can be born, and at that time, there may be a different chance.

Suddenly, the faces in the air roared angrily, as if they felt deceived, and their big mouths spewed out large pieces of thunder and lightning, like heavy rain pouring down, densely filling the entire space.

At this moment, Lu Dashu turned his head to look at Gu Feng's corpse, there seemed to be a ray of silver light shining inside, Qiwa turned his head to look at Zhao Zilong, his eyes showed horror, Zhao Zilong couldn't move and looked at the sky, his heart was helpless and depressed, and then his eyes lit up, and a huge lightning bolt fell with a bang, drowning her remnants.

Bang, Qiwa screamed, seeing Zhao Zilong explode in place under the thunder, Lu Dashu shouted, the formation was layered, and the silver light in Gu Feng's body was extinguished, Zhao Yun's eyes were dark, and he could no longer see the content, only the thunder that slowly dissipated and slowly fell.

This, what's going on?

Zhao Zilong, who was acting for Tianxingdao, was actually killed by a thunderbolt of Iron Egg Star's will?

Is this the six relatives who don't recognize the righteousness and destroy the relatives or the strength of the baby? Zhao Yun's brain was a little swollen when he saw it, and his heart was very broken, but he couldn't change anything, he just wanted to fast forward and retreat like a normal movie, he could only look at the black screen and wait silently.

Slowly, some hazy scenes appeared in front of his eyes, the sound of water appeared in his ears, and the picture slowly became clear, Zhao Yun finally understood that his vision had become an embryo and was preparing to be born.

This is a long process, Zhao Yun watched the baby fall to the ground, watched the little baby girl grow up slowly in the care of her parents, experienced happiness and troubles, watched the girl's figure gradually straighten up, watched her pretty face become more and more captivating, watched the girl become a woman, watched her experience ups and downs.

Zhao Zilong was reborn in the same era, at this time the gods were sacrificed to the disaster, one day, the girl's parents were set as sacrifices and disappeared into the fire, another day, the girl's husband was conscripted into the army, buried in the battle of faith, and one day, the gods descended, laughing wildly and crushed the girl under him.

On this day, the girl disappeared, and in the mad rhythm of the god, in his contented laughter, a coldness appeared in the girl's eyes, as if the ravaged body was no longer her own, and the cold and merciless tone and appearance made the god wither on the spot.

The next moment, the blood of the gods was gone.

Zhao Zilong returned again, with the same coldness, awakened in the storm, looked at the black faces that gradually condensed in the air, and looked at each other wordlessly.

There was thunder falling again, but Zhao Zilong did not dodge, still leaving a smooth body with traces of humiliation, with traces of Dao blood, she stood barefoot on top of the projection head of the dead god, thunder and lightning penetrated, disintegrating the uncleanness on her body, and then carved with silver patterns.

Like the electric light of a carving knife swimming over her, she had felt the pain six times, this was the seventh, each time it hurt more than before, as if it carried more, but each time she was stronger than before, because it really carried more.

The light crackles, it is a hair, it is a hair follicle, whether it is eyelashes, eyeballs, or nasal cavity and tongue, whether it is delicate skin or wrinkled parts, electric light is like the most sophisticated instrument, no emotion, no mercy, no stop, no omission. 04

It was difficult for Zhao Zilong to control her body, but fortunately, the thunder and lightning shattered the projection corpse of the god, and she was able to fall to the ground, otherwise she would definitely be unable to stand firm and fall to the ground at this moment because of the lightning struck by pretending to be thirteen.

She stepped on the ground with her legs stretched apart, her crystal white toes already bulging, and she was bending hard to grasp the ground, and even forced ten small holes in the hard rock.

She had never felt so painful, and the electric light sculpted more thoroughly than before, breaking through from her mouth, nose, eye sockets, etc., and then began to carve her muscles, bones, viscera, meridians, and nerves, and finally, every cell, every nucleus, and even in her genes.

At this moment, she felt as if she was no longer herself, and had been changed from the species level.

But she persevered, Zhao Yun just looked at it and felt like she was going to suffocate, faint and commit suicide, but Zhao Zilong actually carried it hard.

At the last moment, she looked up to the sky and roared, the silver pattern on her body was restrained, and she looked like an ordinary ** from a distance, but if she was close, she was sorry, she couldn't get close at all, and there was a faint layer of invisible flowers in the void, without the power of the priest, she had to explode on the spot even if she got close.

After a while, Zhao Zilong finally calmed down, and his realm also stayed at the peak of the God King, the rank of a half-step God Emperor.

Although he did not reach the God Emperor, Zhao Yun felt at this moment that Zhao Zilong was no less than an ordinary newcomer to the God Emperor powerhouse.

The thunder and lightning slowly subsided, the faces in the air faded again, Zhao Zilong looked at his hands wordlessly, and then stretched out his hand, and the silver light in the air emerged from the void, converging into a peerless spear that was upright, elegant, cold, arrogant, and sharp.

Seven Killing Dragon Spear, maybe it can also be called Zhao Zilong Spear.

The Seven Killing Dragon Spear was shouted by the enemy, and Zhao Zilong went to the sky for the first time to enter the divine realm for the first time, and it was the spear that picked up the Seven Dragons and created a great reputation, and this gun had the title of Seven Killing Dragon Spear.

Slowly, Zhao Zilong himself began to call it Seven Kills.

"Hehe, seven kills and seven kills, maybe it's fate, this is the seventh time to kill the god realm, and it will be the last time!"

Zhao Zilong stroked the spear, and the silver light on his fingers rubbed against the gun, making the gun seem to moan comfortably.

The wisps of silver patterns spread from Zhao Zilong's fingers to the seven kills, making the momentum of this gun more and more magnificent, and Zhao Yun was dumbfounded, because the seven kills at that time were far more than what he held in his hands.

After a while, as if the upgrade of the Seven Killings had been completed, Zhao Zilong smiled lightly and said:

"Alright, let's go, Seven...... No, Zhao Zilong gun, let's go to heaven!"

The next moment, a light dragon chant sounded, with excitement, and Zhao Zilong also laughed, holding a gun in one hand, and stepped out, and the stars had appeared in front of a huge mountain.

Not far away, there is a huge stone tablet with three vigorous characters written on it:

Towards the Divine Path.