"Is this your real strength?"

Feeling the terrifying pressure, Chi Luo's eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent, and he still asked unyieldingly.

He is not afraid of death.

The moment he killed Shirakawa Linghua with his own hands, his heart was already dead.

Thinking of the miserable sounds he heard when he was seriously injured, Chi Luo's hatred became stronger.

"You seduced Ling Hua, die!"

With a angrily shout, Chi Luo suddenly shattered the ground with force, dragged his knife to the point where he slashed Huashan with one blow, as if it was open to the sky.

Yuan Wuji clamped his fingers with one finger, and the blood of a hundred demons was intertwined between his fingers, which was slightly injured.

Chi Luo's pupils suddenly tightened, and then he stopped, "Thirteen return to one!"

Chi Luo's blade turned and suddenly pulled back the long sword, then activated the supreme killing style, the thirteen strong moves merged and returned to one another, and slashed down angrily.

"Qingtian Waterfall!"

Yuan Wuji's single palm overturned, and in an instant, the sky and earth thundered, and then a palm burst out, like a sky waterfall smashing down in the sky, and the void was broken.

boom!

The Baizhang Knife Gang suddenly collided with the Silver Waterfall, and immediately made a huge roar, and Fang Yuan turned into a wound for more than ten miles.

"Destroying Dragon Thirteen: The Way of Life and Killing!"

In the roar, Chi Luo's hoarse voice was heard again, and then Chi Luo seemed to turn into a ray of light and suddenly advanced.

At this moment, Chi Luo's breath was gone, as if he was dead, and this sword was also full of death.

Wuqing, Wuxin, Wuque's sword slashed Yuan Wuji's head in an instant in the most tricky direction.

Facing the ultimate kill, Yuan Wuji was unmoved and his eyes were not blinking.

There will be an additional Yin-Yang diagram above the top of my head.

The perfect sword burst out instantly far beyond the previous power, but this sword stayed on the Yin-Yang diagram and could not go further.

"How is it possible?"

This sword was the most perfect sword that Chi Luo used in this life. He even felt that this sword could threaten the evil god, but now...

"Nothing is impossible!"

Yuan Wuji spoke calmly, and a strand of long hair slid down his shoulders. "You have indeed made great progress if you can do this. Unfortunately, you don't understand how you are facing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Wuji suddenly pulled his palm and pushed it, and Chi Luo immediately vomited blood and flew backwards.

At this moment, a qualitative gap occurred between the two.

In fact, although Yuan Wuji has never approached the path of gods, his strength has long reached the extreme of near gods. His protection Yin-Yang map is not necessarily weaker than the ancient Yue Qi mask of the Eight Evil God, and his strength is not weaker than the current Eight Evil God.

Even among the Eight Evil Gods, perhaps only Ye Zhu and Wujian Changyan Emperor can cause damage or some pressure to Yuan Wuji, and the other souls may not be Yuan Wuji's opponents.

Of course, if the God of Destruction appears, it will be a different situation.

"The two souls of sadness and anger and desire can both burst out the power of the close gods. As the main soul deity, it will only be stronger!"

Yuan Wuji murmured, then looked at Chi Luo and said lightly: "The so-called way of life and death, the strength obtained by mercy, is just a false joke after all. You are like this, and so is the whole world."

"I didn't expect that your strength could actually match the evil god!"

Chi Luo slowly got up, and in addition to his anger, he was even more confused. "It turns out that humans can also reach this point without using external forces, ahhahaha..."

As he said that, Chi Luo burst into laughter. At this moment, he felt that his life was particularly ironic.

"You can witness my true power, under God, you are the first one." Yuan Wuji said indifferently behind his hands: "You should feel honored."

"Honest? Hahahaha..." Chi Luo suddenly laughed, and after a moment, his face turned cold, "But even if I die, I will not admit defeat - kill!"

Chi Luo rushed forward again, with hatred, anger and murderous intent in his eyes intertwined, creating the most powerful sword in this life.

"ignorance!"

A cold light flashed in Yuan Wuji's eyes, "Today I will let you understand what the difference is, and the price is your life!"

As soon as the words fell, Chi Luo suddenly stopped when he rushed. After a moment, the divine light in his eyes dimmed and turned into silence. At this moment, the human being died silently.

The Four Tribulations of the Holy Heart·The Kill of the Divine Death.

A blow specifically targeting the soul is used by Yuan Wuji now, and not many people in the world can withstand this move.

But obviously, Chi Luo is not one of them.

After all, his strength mainly comes from the evil spirit instilled by the Eight Evil God, rather than his own power.

The eight tribes are powerful and their weaknesses are also obvious. If most people do not have the Eight Evil God to replenish their evil power, they will only become weaker and weaker when they fight.

Although its soul has the ability to reincarnate the soul, it is only the ability given by the Evil God of Bati and does not mean that the soul is powerful.

As Chi Luo died, Chi Luo's face also returned to Leng Piaomiao. Yuan Wuji put away the body casually and shook his head and said to himself, "Lord Tianzhi, Lord Tianzhi, I have avenged your husband to kill you! This time, how should you thank me..."

When he said this, Yuan Wuji never thought that he had killed Leng Piaomiao.

...

And on the other side.

The evil god of Yasha also sensed the death of the Yasha Owl King.

The sapphire on the chest of the Evil God of Yaqi flashed, and a 'beep' sound was made. Ye Zhu also appeared, "He actually dared to kill the person in this seat."

Ye Zhu's eyes showed a cold light, and then he sneered, "If you eat one of my sons, I will use your wife and children instead."

As he said that, Ye Zhu looked at the Wanxiang Heavenly Palace above the sky.

This level of concealment may not be able to be seen through innately ordinary people, but for the evil god of Bati, it is as if nothing is left.

"Slaying Spear!"

Ye Zhu raised his hand and pushed it, and a dark purple demon spear condensed, then shot out, piercing through layers of shields in an instant, directly bombarding the gate of the Wanxiang Heavenly Palace.

Boom!

It was like a harsh roar and shocking all directions.

The sudden attack broke all formations in an instant. Hong Chenxue quickly bent down to protect Bai Zhu and Chen Rong.

After a moment, the harsh sound disappeared, and Hongchenxue also looked up at the distance, and a figure in armor looked here coldly.

Hongchen Xue had never seen the Eight-God Evil God, but she felt terrified and palpitations when she looked at each other. This feeling was unprecedented, far beyond understanding.

"Is this Yuan Wuji's child?"

Ye Zhu's eyes shot down and landed on the two young children behind Hongchenxue. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise his mouth, "It's true that there is something strange. It seems that my trip is not worth it."

"Who are you?"

The unprecedented pressure made Hong Chenxue tense all over, and the magic spear and fairy sword were holding, and an invisible sharp edge was revealed.

"Sister Luo Shen, you have to be careful."

At this time, Manli also rushed over. Without Hong Chenxue's mouth, Manli held Li Zhu and Chen Yuan in her arms and slowly retreated.

"Oh? Dare to draw the sword to the gods?" Ye Zhu turned his head slightly, his eyes shifting to Hong Chenxue's body.
Chapter completed!