He couldn't understand it and couldn't understand it.

"Your divine domain...give it to me!"

Qi Yuan drew his sword.

The divine realms of the thirty-six great masters seemed to have been stabbed by this sword.

Qi Yuan's divine domain invaded the divine domain of all puppets at this moment.

The expected collision between the divine realms did not occur.

Qi Yuan's divine realm is like a terrifying giant beast in the darkness, devouring the divine realms of thirty-six great masters.

The leader of the Shenhua Club has never seen this scene before.

"What kind of monster are you?"

The confrontation in the divine realm is a naked collision and destruction.

Where is the devouring!

Devouring the Divine Realm...this is simply incomprehensible.

No matter how talented a person is, he can only control one or two different types of divine realms. If he rashly engulfs divine realms with different attributes, it will only lead to the fragmentation of the divine realms and the extinguishing of divine power.

But now, the bloody sword god is swallowing!

Qi Yuan's divine realm is the oneness of Taoism.

All living things are me.

Even if these puppets are not his people, even if they are not innate gods.

But at this time, Qi Yuan was still assimilating and devouring their divine realm.

He looked at the president of Shenhua Club and smiled solemnly: "I am them..."

The president of the Shenhua Club was frightened by that look, and his heart suddenly trembled.

For some reason, he felt that the thirty-six pig slaves seemed to be looking at him with the smile of the blood-clothed sword god.

There was an inexplicable fear in his heart.

A fear of the unknown.

"Four Divine Generals of Fighting Heaven, take action quickly and kill him!" the leader of the Shenhua Club shouted.

It seemed that only the four divine generals could give him a sense of security.

The four god generals received the order, and their huge bodies looked at Qi Yuan, and the endless aura of destruction and death swept across them.

Any one of these four was an extremely powerful person during his lifetime and was expected to reach the top of Yangshen.

It's a pity that he resisted the catastrophe and died.

Even after death, the body is made into a puppet by villains and insulted by villains.

At this time, facing the four divine generals of Fa Tian, ​​Qi Yuan was extremely calm.

"I use this sword to armor the four of you!"

The wind blows, a sword comes out, and the blood shines across the world.

The entire Fenglei Valley was plated with a layer of red.

On the bodies of the four god generals, which were originally naked, blood-red armor suddenly appeared, wrapping their bodies.

The bodies of the four divine generals also suddenly became a little stiff at this moment.

Qi Yuan was holding a blood sword with a calm expression, like a god of murder.

"Some people don't deserve to die with their clothes on!"

He drew his sword again.

With the blessing of the miniature divine realm, Qi Yuan's sword is no longer a sword, but a sword of the divine realm.

As soon as the sword came out, the roar continued.

The clothes of the more than twenty Yinshen Lords present were instantly torn to pieces, and cracks appeared on their bodies.

The president of the Shenhua Association cannot avoid it either.

There was a look of horror in his eyes: "What kind of monster are you...?"

Creatures have always been in awe of the unknown.

Every aspect of the blood-clothed sword god's performance was beyond his knowledge.

How could there be such a divine realm, how could there be such a sword.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the four mythical puppets seemed to be out of his control.

However, at this time, Qi Yuan did not reply to the head of the Shenhua Club at all.

He slashed out with one sword after another.

His divine realm is also constantly penetrating, spreading into the divine realms of the four divine generals.

"Quickly stop him, hurry up and destroy him!" the leader of the Shenhua Club shouted.

However, the divine realm of the Four Divine Generals of Fighting seemed to be defenseless against Qi Yuan's devouring, allowing him to devour them.

The president of the Shenhua Association was extremely frightened.

He suddenly remembered what the Blood-clothed Sword God said that he was one of these puppets.

Could it be that... there was a look of terror in his heart.

Could it be said that the Blood-clothed Sword God is a collection of the remaining souls of these powerful men?

He had many thoughts in his mind.

He has no idea that Qi Yuan's miniature divine realm is a collection of the three pure beings, a collection of innate true spirits, and a collection of devouring primarchs.

Three kinds of terror, things that are enough to move the Yang God, created Qi Yuan's divine realm.

"No... you can be killed once by the catastrophe, and you will be killed a second time!" the leader of the Shenhua Club said tremblingly.

Because he found that the resistance of the pig slave in his hand was getting weaker and weaker.

Qi Yuan's divine realm is constantly being devoured.

This is simply an unfair fight.

If he continues, he will definitely lose.

Only by bringing out the great calamity can he shock the Blood-clothed Sword God.

“It’s funny, I didn’t grow up drinking Yakult, how could I be scared?

Not to mention the catastrophe, even if it is the Taihuang Palace behind the catastrophe, I will personally come and destroy it!"

Qi Yuan said softly, with firm eyes.

The world is invincible and the enemies come from heaven, right?

After killing Da Jie, he will go directly to Taihuang Palace and take away the old nest of Taihuang Palace!

The battle continues, but it is one-sided.

In just a few dozen breaths, Qi Yuan's divine realm seemed to swallow up all the divine realms.

These puppets seemed to have lost their fighting ability.

The leader of the Shenhua Society couldn't bear it anymore: "Let me go, I'm willing to offer my control skills to these pigs.

From now on, you will have four mythical-level slaves and thirty-six great masters who can reach the sky with six steps!"

Naturally, he doesn't have the ability to control puppets. He is just stalling for time and trying to save his life.

Qi Yuan glanced at all the puppets with complex expressions: "These seniors did not want to be trapped in the Canglan Realm and fought for freedom.

After they die, how can I control their bodies so that they will not be able to live freely."

Qi Yuan considers himself to be lawful good, but he cannot do such a thing.

Qi Yuan's words would make the leader of the Shenhua Club no longer able to do so.

He only felt that Qi Yuan was hypocritical or stupid.

Such huge benefits are actually given up just for the sake of fame.

"If the senior is unwilling to control these pig slaves, the old slave is willing to take the hands of the senior and control them on his behalf!" the head of the Shenhua Club said quickly.

He has long since lost his bones and values ​​his life more than anything else.

He felt that the Blood-clothed Sword God was just trying to gain fame, so he could just leave the dirty work to him.

"I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty if I kill you." Looking at the president of the Shenhua Club, Qi Yuan looked disgusted.

The president of the Shenhua Club looked happy and thought Qi Yuan was planning to let him go.

As a result, he heard Qi Yuan's cold voice.
To be continued...