Time goes back to one day ago.

The fighting in the small world has been going on for a whole day.

It has also come to an end.

In the dark sky, the once splendid golden palace like a fairy palace in the sky has lost its luster and is floating quietly in the darkness. A huge sword mark cuts across the middle of the palace, splitting it open and leaving nothing behind.

Broken walls and tiles floated around, like the remains of a golden giant.

"I will be waiting for you on Huangquan Road."

The Great Sage Wuye's eyes widened, and he grasped the black black sword with both hands, and the second half of the sword was now buried in his chest.

"You are already a saint, why are you still saying such childish things?"

Chen Long withdrew Jiu Mo, raised his head and smiled: "My soul is dead, where did I go to hell?"

The next moment, the sword energy was like a raging wave, bursting out from the wound on the Great Sage Wuye's chest and all over his body, instantly annihilating the saint's body and turning it into ashes.

"Drink - Chen Long, let's die together!"

The Great Sage Zixiao, who had a broken arm, and the Great Sage Tianming, who had half of his face cut off, rushed forward with artifacts in hand, one on the left and the other on the right.

"No, no, you guys take the first step." Chen Long laughed loudly. There was a deep wound on the right side of his neck, which was as deep as the bone. This made his laughter a little distorted, and there was a hint of pride in it.

terror.

As he laughed, he swept across with his long sword, and finally cut off the scarred copper Changge in the hand of the Great Sage Zixiao along with his body. However, the huge talisman of the Great Sage Tianming, which was as huge as a mountain, was also smashed at the same time.

On his back, unable to dodge, under the heavy blow, blood overflowed from the wounds on Chen Long's mouth, nose and neck. At the same time, without looking back, he threw the Nine Ink Sword in his hand directly. The power of the law of time and space will

The flight time of the Nine Ink Sword was cut away from the river of time, so the moment the sword was thrown, it had already penetrated the head of the Great Sage Tianming.

The sword intent exploded, exploding the remaining half of the face of the Great Sage Tianming together with his head, and his headless body fell weakly into the void. This sword not only destroyed his body, but also his head.

The soul was shattered together. Losing the control of the master, the mountain-like seal also changed back to its original appearance, turned into the size of a hand, and fell into the void together.

Chen Long ignored the blood that was constantly flowing out of his mouth and nose, looked up at the sky, and grinned.

"Are there five left?"

The brutal fighting that had never happened in Dou Fa Continent in thousands of years lasted for a day. Up to now, there were only five figures left standing in the void except Chen Long.

Five people who are almost exhausted.

The right leg was completely cut off, and there was a sword mark on his chest from shoulder to abdomen, and the Great Sage Fanyun was almost disemboweled.

Only one eye was left, and half of his left shoulder was chopped off, and the Great Sage Qianyuan was panting.

A large hole with a width of more than two inches penetrated his chest, and the Great Sage Aurora could even be seen with his squirming internal organs.

And as one of the most powerful men, Saint Xuanxu was covered in large and small sword marks, and his Taoist robes were soaked with blood that exuded colorful glimmers.

There is also one of the most powerful people, with only a little flesh left on his right arm, a broken blade stuck in his chest, and a scar that almost splits his entire face in half.

And Chen Long's appearance is not much better than them.

There is blood sticking out from almost all the seven orifices. The blood gushing out from the neck has covered half of the body. The left arm is missing. There is also only one left eye left. There are countless wounds all over the body. If it were replaced by an ordinary person, this would

His injuries were so severe that he could almost be considered dead.

However, no matter how horrific the injury is, it is nothing to the Saint. As long as there is enough power of creation, any injury can be restored in an instant. Therefore, there will be almost no maintenance in the Saint's battle.

In such a hurtful situation.

This means that when a saint needs to fight with injuries, he has reached his limit. In addition to preserving his life and soul, and fighting, he cannot even use half of the power to recover from his injuries.

This is the result of this whole day.

Almost all tangible existence in the entire small world has been destroyed. In a world with an area equivalent to several domains and a radius of millions of miles, the continents and oceans no longer exist, and what is left is only the time when the world was first formed.

of darkness and chaos.

Of the thirteen great saints, only three are left, and one of the three most powerful ones is gone.

"What's wrong? Are you all tired?" With his remaining right arm, he clenched the Nine Ink Sword that flew back into his hand. Chen Long laughed and rushed forward again.

"Chen Long, you deserve to die!!" Great Sage Fanyun roared, and he rushed towards Chen Long with his bare hands, punching out with both fists. His divine weapon Dingyun Pearl had been broken long ago, but driven by the power of the Great Sage, his empty hands

The blow was still astonishingly powerful, causing the earth, fire, water, and wind to dance wildly, making the already chaotic world even more chaotic.

"Chen Long, I will die before you!" The Great Sage Qianyuan also shouted angrily, pouring all his power into his natal artifact Qianyuan Mirror. He once used this mirror to shine on the world, but now, he only wants to shine on Chen Long.

The dragon is alone.

Amidst the laughter, Chen Long turned sideways to avoid the attack of the Great Sage Fanyun, jumped up, stabbed out with his sword, and faced the Great Sage Qianyuan.

Click!

Amidst the crisp sound, the smooth and traceless mirror surface was pierced by the pitch-black sword edge, along with the remaining eye of the Great Sage Qianyuan and his head.

"What a pity." Covered in blood, Chen Long's smile was like a ghost: "What you say doesn't count."

"Bastard, why aren't you dead!" Great Sage Fanyun had already chased after him again, punching Chen Long's back with both fists. At the same time, Great Sage Aurora roared and rushed forward. Regardless of his heavy injuries, he activated the remaining wounds.

The power of the world condensed in his hands to form a dazzling aurora that could penetrate the heaven and earth, and shot towards Chen Long.

Attacked from the front and back, Chen Long remained very calm. The fists of Aurora and Fanyun Monkey King hit him at the same time. However, at this moment, his figure was shattered like a mirror, a flower in the water, and a moon in the water.

The aurora passed through the place where he was originally without any hindrance, and penetrated the body of Monkey King Fanyun who was caught off guard.

"Damn it, you actually still have the strength to cut off—" Before the Great Sage Aurora could finish his words, Chen Long, who appeared behind him, pierced his throat with his sword.

The bodies of the two great saints fell one after another. Chen Long had just withdrawn the nine ink, but he didn't expect a vague Tai Chi formation to appear behind him. Black and white light burst out at the same time, turning into two beams of light and hitting him.

On the back, one blast directly pierced his right chest, and the other blasted his body away.
Chapter completed!