Pieces of stars cut into it.

And Jiang Wang's red-gold eyes were firmly locked on the retreating trajectory of the armored giant, never letting go.

There is no up, down, left, or right in the void, but at the feet of the light-armored giant, an endless and terrifying shadow of purgatory appears. The blazing fire of purgatory burns from nothingness to reality, clinging to the majestic body of the light-armored giant.

This three-color fire actually uses starlight as fuel, burning more and more fiercely!

In this huge power consumption, which reflects the peak of military will, the puppet armor of light, the highest organ of the Mohist family, is inevitably a bit bloated.

The eye sockets of the light-armored giant shot out two destructive beams of light, traveling across the void!

There happened to be a huge meteorite floating by, and it turned into mist in an instant, without even a single residue being seen.

Shu Weijun stood quietly in the core space of the light-armored giant, hanging in the air with his eyes closed, sharing the light-armored giant's perspective, able to see into every particle of dust in the depths of the universe, but the figure in the blue shirt holding the sword was no longer visible.

...when?!

He suddenly opened his eyes and whipped his leg diagonally——

clang!

His indestructible leg was attached to a simple and mysterious sword scabbard with faint dragon patterns, the scabbard of Sauvignon Blanc!

But he saw Jiang Wang stretching his left hand horizontally, holding the sheath with his left hand, and the sheath was just against Shu Weijun's leg. There was a strand of hair on his forehead, hanging down over his eyes. There was no emotion in his red-gold eyes. The other hand was holding the sword, with the tiger's mouth

Bleeding, blood winding on the sword.

Shu Weijun looked behind Jiang Wang, and only then did he see a deep hole, passing through the body of the light-armored giant, extending from here to the void of the universe.

He smiled with relief.

This was a process he could understand. Of course Jiang Wang was better than him, but he could see the path.

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Over the past thousand years, he was either limited by his character, talent, or lack of opportunity... Facts have proved that he failed to become the strongest person at the Dongzhen level.

But there is a visible distance between him and Dongzhen's reputation as the strongest, and he has not lost too far.

In this way, he can answer himself that these years have not been wasted.

Shu Weijun slowly withdrew his whip leg. In the process, the light-armored giant also gradually disintegrated, and its glow dispersed into the ancient starry sky.

He cupped his fists and saluted Jiang Wang, and the victory of this battle was decided.

Jiang Wang slowly closed his eyes, and the red-gold immortal light was cut off by his eyes and disappeared into the depths of the universe.

When he opened his eyes again, he had become peaceful and vivid again.

He and Shu Weijun have also returned from the depths of the universe and are hanging in the sky above Tianjue Peak.

"Master Shu is about to attain enlightenment, so I won't bother you any more."

"Master Jiang, why don't you sit in the city?"

The two people spoke almost at the same time, and each smiled. Then they cupped their hands with each other as a farewell.

Jiang Wang turned around and boarded the Fairy Boat, carrying a boatload of his relatives and friends, and headed north - south of the Changhe River, surrounded by two towns, and looking north to the Central Territory, was the State of Wei!

There stands a completed Wufeng.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is also the last leg of Jiang Wang’s extremely true journey.

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"Jiang Wang... wins again." There was such a voice in the quiet room that did not exist in the real world.

Accompanying this sound was a wisp of mist.

The white jade cigarette holder flickers with sparks.

"It's expected." Sun Yin stood by the door with his arms folded: "He wants to break the limit again, he wants to break the historical record left by himself."

"Speaking of which...you, the leader of the Yellow River, are ahead of him." Zhao Zi pursed his plump black lips and showed a distant smile: "The one who comes after you will be better?"

Sun Yin smiled: "There are too many things where latecomers take over, including me."

Zhao Zi glanced at him: "Now that you are so humble, who can still remember that you are You Jinglong?"

You Que, who was full of arrogance at that time and looked higher than the top, claimed that "the sky is not the highest" and claimed that he would make Sedum Jingtian the best in the world for a hundred years. After dormant for many years, he became a person who could say "many of my kind". An example of Sun Yin.

Time is such a cruel thing.

"One year, two years, three years..." Qian Chou, squatting on the ground and fiddling with the abacus with a piece of gold ingot, suddenly said, "Zhao Zi, you have to be careful."

"Yes." Zhao Zi obviously understood: "I will be careful about my hair."

The top four guardians of the Ping Dynasty, Zhao Zi, Qian Chou, Sun Yin and Li Mao, are gathered together today.

Li Mao has become the Lord of Qiantang. He is standing in the sky in Tiangong City in the Immortal Forest, allowing the world to inspect him. He will never appear here again.

Sun Yin said: "I'm afraid he won't just cut off his hair."
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