The deep sea around the New World is deathly quiet at the moment, the weirdness is gone, the ancient gods are also missing, and no one is interfering at all.

Emperor Zhen, Emperor Li, and You Zhen glanced at the sea of ​​fire battlefield and thought that this battle was beyond their control.

The true form of the ancient god was really too disgusting for orthodox monks like them.

What they have to deal with is the energy refining power forcibly blasted out by Yu Ziqing and the soul of Lao Qianhuang. They cannot let the soul of Lao Qianhuang break through again.

In the void, the Cliff God King, who was carrying a heavy load, looked back, as if he was peeping into the battle in the center of the deep sea.

When he felt that Lao Qianhuang's God Refining had begun to break through the tenth level, he gave a rare laugh.

It was the only time he laughed out loud recently.

He once thought about whether it was appropriate for him to constantly cut off his flesh and throw it into the path of refining the gods.

But after comprehensive consideration, he still felt that the advantages outweighed the disadvantages, and this was already the way he could best take the initiative.

Now, he felt that his persistence these days was finally worth it.

Even if he is now in the state of watching a show and watching the excitement like the ancient gods, it would be best if all the people fighting in the New World are dead.

But in comparison, he had the same idea as the Ancient God. A lunatic like Lao Qianhuang who could actually follow the path of the Ancient God would have to die no matter what.

If he had to choose, he would definitely choose this kind of lunatic who dares to do anything and is desperate for his goal.

Even though the power Yu Ziqing showed at this moment made him feel terrible.

But this kind of power did not create a new path. The Cliff God King was just afraid of Yu Ziqing.

Therefore, without much thought, the Cliff God King cut off another piece of flesh from his own body just when Emperor Lao Qianhuang was about to break through in his god refining and was about to step into the path of god refining.

The weight this time was higher than the previous four or five times.

The cut off part was spotted by the Cliff God King. It was like throwing a banana peel, and it was thrown at the feet of Lao Qianhuang at the moment when Lao Qianhuang was about to put his foot down.

From the perspective of the Cliff God King, he looked at that foot stepping on the most precious banana peel in the world.

Not surprisingly, Lao Qianhuang's foot slipped.

Under Lao Qianhuang's induction, he made a breakthrough in one go. It should have been a smooth sailing thing, but at the last moment, he was just a little short of it.

The imperfection artificially created by the Cliff God King suddenly turned into an even bigger flaw at that moment.

The flaws were so big, the shortcomings were so big that when he tried to break through in one go, it was as if he hit the ceiling head-on.

For him, the ceiling that was already an aluminum gusset plate, the moment he hit it, suddenly turned into a completely unfamiliar piece of thickened steel that could withstand nuclear explosions.

He didn't knock the ceiling open, but his head was bruised and bloody.

His Yuan Shen, which was originally so solid that it was no different from his own, suddenly became loose and almost disintegrated.

At this time, Emperor Zhen, Emperor Li, and You Zhen had already arrived.

There was also the tiger who was watching the fun with his arms folded in the distance, seemingly not intending to interfere at all.

The tiger is indeed not ready to interfere. He strictly abides by the rules. No matter what happens to the old emperor, he is the current emperor, and the tiger will not touch him.

Watching the fun, just watching the fun, even though his eyes were burning with anger and the corners of his mouth were grinning almost to the base of his ears, he was providing strength to Yu Ziqing like everyone else.

Then he just kept watching the fun with his arms folded and didn't take any action, so no one could find fault.

Lao Qianhuang's soul and magic power converged into a long river, continuously falling from the sky and returning to his true form as an ancient god.

Yu Ziqing stopped and watched quietly as Lao Qianhuang became complete.

The more complete the better, the more complete it is, the more it can destroy all his vitality and hope at once.

Emperor Lao Qian knew that his God Refining might not be able to break through, and the Cliff God King would rather cut off his flesh to prevent him from breaking through.

He transformed his soul and sacrificed everything to himself.

He melted away the Qi refining power that he had just broken through to the tenth level, and sacrificed it to himself as well.

Everything was sacrificed just to promote the way of the ancient gods that he now majored in.

But when he began to borrow the national destiny of the Daqian Dynasty and sacrifice the power of the Divine Dynasty, he finally felt the obstacle.

As an emperor, he began to slowly lose the ability to mobilize the power of the divine dynasty.

The national destiny began to resist him, and the resistance became stronger and stronger.

The voices of countless Daqian people seemed to ring in his ears.

"The new emperor sacrificed himself to save us. We are grateful for the new emperor's sacrifice, but what qualifications does the old emperor have to be the emperor again?"

"What Lao Ganhuang, that's an evil demon. The biggest evil in the world is even the demon in the abyss. None of them are so evil."

"Dad, isn't he the emperor? Why did he kill us? Who will pay him food if we die?"

"Depose! We must find a way to depose the old emperor! We must not let him come back!" Gao

"We can't die in the hands of our Emperor Daqian. We must depose him before he dies! Find a way quickly!"

From the voices of the courtiers, to more and more countless Daqian people.

For the first time, Lao Qianhuang had the deepest impression of how many people there were in Daqian. It might also be the first time he heard the voices of the lowest mortals.

The countless tiniest sounds that, under normal circumstances, he would never hear in his lifetime, now converged into a torrent, allowing him to hear them.

That is the national destiny, the national destiny of Da Qian, which is resisting him, the Qian Emperor.

The power of countless ants gathered together, firmly grasping the power of the divine dynasty and holding back the fate of the country, preventing Lao Qianhuang from taking advantage of it.

Yu Ziqing looked at Lao Qianhuang as if he was overlooking him.

"You will never understand, and I don't want to explain it to you."

Taking one step forward, Yu Ziqing transformed into a dump truck, rising from the ground, twisting his waist, and all his strength was concentrated into that punch at this moment.

The ancient aura of Lao Qianhuang became more and more intense. He put his arms in front of him, as if there was a world stagnant here.

Yu Ziqing dropped a fist wrapped in flames, Jinlan's secret technique was launched, and all the power was blasted into Lao Qianhuang's body at this moment.

The terrifying power exploded from the inside out. This time, the power was even stronger than before.

Lao Qianhuang's ancient god's true form instantly turned into a skeleton, just like when the tiger took action for the first time.

The powder that scattered all over the sky was overwhelmed by the anger, burning it into nothingness bit by bit, and was slowly annihilated in the raging anger.

Yu Ziqing struck out with both fists in turn, landing one punch after another on the frame.

The skeleton began to crack and crack, and the lines that were originally covering it and full of mysterious aura were slowly hammered out.

The phantom of that world began to become more and more obvious.

Strength and anger are constantly seeping into it, destroying it bit by bit.

One side is getting weaker and weaker, but the other side seems to have no limit, getting stronger and stronger, and the battle is no longer suspenseful.

The banging, banging, banging sound of the hammer was like a thunderous drum, constantly exploding.

The brightness in the eye sockets of that huge skeleton began to slowly dim.

At this point, in pure hand-to-hand combat, he would never be Yu Ziqing's opponent.

Lao Qianhuang felt that his goal was getting further and further away from him.

He could already foresee, even understand, that he would die at the hands of people he never cared about.

Yes, people, after he heard the voices of countless people in Daqian, he understood where he failed.

Why didn't the sages who faced the peak gods choose his current path?

Those sages who have come through the most difficult years understand one thing best.

There is no one left, and victory is worthless.

The ancient god's true form of Lao Qianhuang is getting smaller and smaller, and Yu Ziqing's figure is also getting smaller.

When Lao Qianhuang returned to normal size and only a skeleton remained, Yu Ziqing looked down at him with calm eyes.

"Do you know what kind of talent you have?

When time and history are constantly changing, you are the only one who can jump out and know every change of time.

There is a saying among the gods that time is always on the side of the gods.

And you should have been the anchor to contain the situation and prevent us from falling into a complete disadvantage.

Perhaps it is the only and most important anchor.

You're living up to your talent.

I don't know how things will turn out, and I don't know how to achieve my goals.

But I can confirm that you were going in the wrong direction from the beginning."

Lao Qianhuang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the next moment, Yu Ziqing's figure suddenly moved and punched Lao Qianhuang directly on the skull.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of Lao Qianhuang's bones, and his final skeleton began to crumble into powder.

The powder fell into the anger and was burned continuously.

Lao Qianhuang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
To be continued...