After saying that, Chen Hao took a step forward, stretched out his hands, and the magic power in his body immediately rushed out. In the blink of an eye, eight whirlpools about ten thousand feet formed behind him.

This time, he used the "Eight Swords of Heavenly Viagra" that he practiced in the martial arts world.

It was created by him based on the eight great ancestral talismans in the Wudong World.

The eight vortexes behind him have eight colors and eight powers.

"Sword of devouring, sword of darkness, sword of flame, sword of thunder, sword of prehistoric sword, sword of life and death, sword of ice, sword of space, give me..."

Chen Hao shouted loudly, put his hands together and stretched forward. Eight vortexes of ten thousand feet in size immediately emitted eight huge and unparalleled energy and quickly condensed into eight long swords.

The Sword of Devouring, Swallows all things, and Swallows the World.

The sword of darkness, the dark world, the dark sky.

The sword of flame burns the world, and the flames shine on the void.

The sword of thunder, lightning, thunder, shaking the universe.

The sword of the prehistoric world is filled with chaos, as if it is about to open up the world.

The sword of life and death revives all things, but also destroys all vitality.

The sword of space cuts through the sky, tears the void, and freezes time.

The Sword of Ice, the world is frozen, and the coldness is thousands of miles away, as if it is about to freeze everything.

Although the eight long swords condensed by the vortex of thousands of feet are only three feet long and are no different from ordinary long swords, the whole world is trembling when these eight long swords appear.

Outside the Jingyuan Temple, everyone in major countries in the Western Regions can see these eight long swords.

Although many people have no magic power or practice magic swords, they can see clearly, because these eight long swords are more eye-catching than the sun, and they overwhelm everything in the world!

After seeing the long sword, they thought it was a god who came to the world, so they hurriedly crawled on the ground and worshiped the gods.

Not only them, but also the people fighting below, whether it was the 300,000 elite soldiers of Daqian or the believers of the Jingyuan Temple, they were all captured by this momentum, and they stopped fighting and crawled on the ground.

"What kind of spell is this?" The god of energy was also shocked by the eight long swords condensed by Chen Hao.

The moment the eight long swords appeared, he felt his heart as if he was being grabbed by an invisible big hand, which hurt and felt uncomfortable, and even his breathing was a little uncomfortable!

"Oh my God! What level has he reached? Is he even more powerful than his godfather?" Jingyuan Pope Xu Feihong murmured to himself, his eyes full of fear.

"This fellow Taoist, in fact, this is a misunderstanding, an unnecessary dispute. We can turn war into jade and silk." Seeing that Chen Hao had made a trick, the momentum of the vitality and spirit was completely gone. At this time, he had no courage to fight with Chen Hao. His words were softer than before, and they were about to beg.

"Hmph, I think it's beautiful. Go to death, the evil god."

Chen Hao snorted coldly, pointed his right hand forward, and the eight long swords behind him shot towards the Yuanqi God in an instant.

When the Yuanqi God saw that Chen Hao said he would do it, he couldn't help but feel extremely angry, but he no longer had the courage to fight Chen Hao, and escaping became his instinctive reaction.

A generation of evil gods, eight times thunder tribulation masters, fled without fighting, which is really shocking and funny.

But even if he ran, how could he run past Chen Hao's eight long swords? Just the moment he ran away, the eight long swords had already reached his back.

"The vital energy relics! Breaking into energy! Dispel alien species and protect me from death!"

At the end of his life, the Yuanqi God had to use his Taoist technique to protect his body.

This move has a great harm to the Yuanqi God, and it requires self-destruction of his Huntian Yuanqi Relic. The explosion of this relic is enough to reduce his strength by 70%.

But compared to the decline in strength, life is the most valuable. After all, keep the green mountains and you will not be afraid of burning without material.

After the Huntian Yuanqi Relic exploded, a white Yuanqi shield was quickly formed around the Yuanqi God. This layer of shield was extremely strong. In the Yangshen world, except for the three major artifacts, there was no magic weapon to break it.

But Chen Hao's eight long swords are not inferior to the three major artifacts, and even surpass them.

"boom!"

This layer of vital energy light shield was like a layer of transparent thin paper in front of the eight long swords. In just a moment, it was shot through, and then the eight long swords were shot into the body of the vital energy god at the same time.

In an instant, the body of the vital energy god exploded, and the soul and soul were destroyed and completely fell.

Just as he exploded, an object flew out of his body. It was a small magic weapon like an inkstone. In the inkstone, there was thick ink, which was the supreme magic weapon "Three Realms Yuanqi Pool" that shaped the body by the spirit of the vitality.

Chen Hao stretched out his big hand, and the Three Realms Essence Pool automatically flew into his palm.

Then he shouted loudly to the bottom: "The evil god of the Western Regions is dead, aren't you surrendering yet?"

When he shouted this sentence, Chen Hao used his magic power, so his voice spread throughout every corner of the Jingyuan Temple, which everyone could hear.

After seeing the fall of Yuanqi Shen, all the believers in Jingyuan Shen Temple were panicked.

The God of Yuanqi is even more important in the hearts of the believers of Jingyuan Temple than the God of Daluo Tianzun in the hearts of the Daluo scholars.

They have believed in the God of Yuanqi for hundreds of years. After they are born, they will be transmitted to believe in the God of Yuanqi, and the God of Yuanqi is everything to them.

Now that the Yuanqi God is dead, their hearts are empty, as if they have lost everything, everyone's face is covered in ashes, even the Essence Pope.

Although Pope Jingyuan recognized Xu Yi, the leader of the Central World, as her godfather, she was still loyal to the god of the primordial spirit, and the god of the primordial spirit is also her faith.

Chen Hao glanced around and found that no one was speaking, so he shouted again: "The surrenderers will not be killed. As long as they surrender, I will give you a way out."

Chen Hao originally wanted to kill them all, but when he thought that he would use them to rule the Western Regions, he decided to give them a way out.

After Chen Hao finished speaking, a glimmer of light appeared in the eyes of the Jingyuan Cultists. After all, when the King of Divine Power Yang Tuo and others fought with them again, they shouted more than once to kill them. They originally thought that if the god of vitality died, they would die, but now Chen Hao said that if they surrendered and did not kill them, they would have hope of survival in their hearts.

"The little woman is willing to surrender to the prince."

Pope Jingyuan was the first to express her attitude. She was very afraid that if she made her statement too late, she would be killed by Chen Hao.

"We are willing to surrender..."

Under the leadership of the Psychic Pope, others also expressed their attitudes.

In the face of life and death, it is obvious that faith is no longer so important, not to mention that the god they believe in has been killed by Chen Hao!
Chapter completed!