Upon thinking of this, Taoist Qinglian raised his hand and struck out the third sword.

The blood color on his robe became thicker and thicker, and his aura was sinister and violent, as if he was trampling under his feet, boundless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

This is the blessing of death, the erosion of death, and the reflection of the world of the dead!

Qing Shi retreated suddenly, not competing with Jian Feng, but even so, the lock from death still caused several scars on his body.

On the other side, the Human Emperor's Dharma Prime Minister raised his hand, and the Emperor's Seal was suppressed again!

boom--

Chaos roars,

Within a hundred thousand miles, everything is suppressed.

The headless corpse screamed, and its huge body completely disintegrated. The long ax fell into chaos and rolled around without knowing where to go.

This time, he finally didn't have to search for his own head again and again.

Because even the body was completely crushed.

This means that a powerful alien innate god has completely perished.

Wei Taichu heard it and let out a low chuckle, which was the affirmation from death. He was obviously very satisfied with the unexpected gain.

As a result, the mark from death became clearer and more solid, and he could even smell its cold smell.

Wei Taichu raised his head and glanced at the depths of the chaos. A looming black palace between the real world and illusion was right there.

"ah!"

Qing Shi roared and was suppressed by the emperor's seal. He couldn't dodge and received a sword from Taoist Qing Lian.

The body suddenly became blurred, and large areas even began to rot and fall off on the surface, revealing the bones and internal organs.

How can a person who is already dead be resurrected? Even if he has a fresh appearance, he is destined to be completely peeled off by death!

"Junior brother, I created a sword back then. I wanted to use this sword to cut my way to the other side..." Taoist Qinglian shook his head. It was bloody and fierce, but a pair of eyes, under the erosion of darkness, showed a few...

Gen Wen said, "It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people, and God's will is like this... Fortunately, today this sword can finally be cut... Please be optimistic and comment for me!"

Taoist Qinglian laughed and faced Qingshan.

"You are so miserable, with withered bones and a rotting stench, how can you deserve to call yourself a true god?!"

Raise your hand and strike down with one sword!

Quietly, without any movement, chaos and waves, and compared with before, there is no change at all.

It seemed that this sword was just an illusion, but the green shirt on the opposite side, with its surface festering and its bones and internal organs exposed, showed shock and anger.

His eyes were full of disbelief!

Even with the blessing of the power of death, Taoist Qinglian is nothing more than an ant-like existence in the realm of Dao...

Unexpectedly, this sword can be cut.

Get away, get away quickly!

Qingshan thought so and did the same thing, but he allowed his figure to retreat violently, and even unleashed the power of endless chaos to block him in front of him.

But it is destined to be a futile effort.

"ah!"

With a scream, the green shirt shattered, flesh and blood flew, rotting and dissipating in the process——

Killing the true god with one sword, the body fell apart, and in the blink of an eye, only the strange severed hand was left.

However, now all the fingers are broken and the wounds are crisscrossed.

But this time, there was no way for it to recover and heal quickly like before.
Chapter completed!