"This...how is this possible?"

Qingkong Shengjun looked at his chest with dull eyes, a little unbelievable that his body and eleventh-level Taoist armor, which was extremely powerful and powerful, could be easily penetrated?

What he cultivates is the law of force.

He once proved the Tao with force.

The physical strength is far beyond that of the same level of strength.

The physical body is almost comparable to a Taoist weapon.

The defense was still breached?

"This is... an ancient royal weapon? A holy king's weapon?"

"You, a heretic and a thief, actually possess such a valuable treasure. Do I really underestimate you?"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Qingkong Shengjun's mouth.

But his eyes were still as calm as ever.

Even though he has been restrained and controlled by the three great weapons, and his body was pierced by the Hongmeng Sword.

That terrifying and overbearing sword energy was frantically shattering his saint origin, but he was still calm and unusually calm!

"Do you think you can kill me this way?"

"With your level of cultivation, even if you have the ancient royal weapon in your hand, you still cannot exert its true power. It is simply a dream to kill this holy king!"

Qingkong Shengjun's physical body began to collapse rapidly under the destruction of Hongmeng Sword Qi.

But he still didn't panic at all.

The body of the Holy King is immortal, and it can be reshaped in just one second.

"Really? What if I throw you into the original universe?"

"In the initial universe, I hope you can still maintain such confidence!"

"Initial universe, open!"

"Forbidden curse! Destiny curse seal!"

Qingkong Shengjun sneered.

The moment Chen Yuan was about to suck him into the original universe.

Suddenly, a strange rune mark penetrated directly into Chen Yuan's eyebrows with unstoppable force.

Chen Yuan suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard.

A big hole opened directly in his chest.

The blood spurted out uncontrollably.

Qingkong Shengjun took the opportunity to escape from imprisonment.

Who would have thought that he could still launch an attack even though his body was destroyed!

The black hole field cannot attract him at all!

"Hahahahaha!"

"If you are hit by my destiny curse seal, half of all the attack damage I take will be automatically transferred to you!"

"I can also use the destiny curse seal to share the supreme destiny of Hongmeng God Son!"

"Eventually, your soul will be gradually eroded by the destiny curse seal and become my puppet!"

"Half of your initial universe will also become my territory!"

"If I die, you will also die. If I live, you will live. Even if you have a portable system, you will never be able to easily dissolve the destiny curse seal!"

Qingkong Shengjun threatened in a cold voice.

Once the Destiny Seal is bound, it is difficult to break and will share luck damage.

This forbidden curse is extremely perverted!

Originally, Qingkong Shengjun would never use such a trump card easily.

But the evil heretic who has a sharp eyesight is not just an evil heretic, he is also the son of Hongmeng God!

A son of Hongmeng who carries a portable system and owns the original universe.

Such a start is really amazing.

He must be turned into a puppet and take away all his luck.

Once the destiny curse seal is planted, the damage will be equally divided!

If he, the Holy Lord of Heaven, can withstand the same damage, can you, a tenth-level God Emperor, be able to withstand it?

In this situation, even if the opponent has a time tower that can immobilize him, he will still be invincible!

"Really? I didn't expect there to be such a magical spell in the world. I just want to see if it really hurts equally?"

I saw a strange smile emerging from the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth.

He raised the Hongmeng Sword and stabbed himself with one sword.

"puff!"

Chen Yuan spurted blood.

How shocking was the Hongmeng Sword's damage? Chen Yuan almost died on the spot when the sword struck him.

"puff!"

Sure enough, Qingkong also spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and a huge gash opened in his chest!

"Ding, it has been detected that the host has been damaged by a fatal attack and is about to die. Please use 100 million strengthening points to repair the body!"

"Fix it!"

"Ding! After deducting the host's 100 million enhancement points, the host's current remaining enhancement points are: 509.9 billion points!"

"Ding! Repairing... Repair completed!"

"Ding! The physical strength of the host increases by 1 million points!"

Chen Yuan pulled out the Hongmeng Sword, and the wounds on his body recovered at a speed almost visible to the naked eye thanks to the systematic repair.

Qingkong Shengjun also has amazing recovery power.

After all, he is the Holy Lord of Heaven.

The physical body is far more powerful than imagined.

"Come again!"

Chen Yuan stabbed himself through with another sword.

"Ding! Detected......"

"repair!"

"Ding! 100 million strengthening points will be deducted from the host! The host's current remaining strengthening points are: 509.8 billion points!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for increasing the physical strength by 1 million points!"

"puff!"

Qingkong Shengjun spat out two mouthfuls of old blood one after another.

He couldn't believe it.

That bitch Chen Yuan was injured by an ancient royal weapon. Under the same conditions of sustaining the same damage, his recovery power was actually faster than his own?

This unscientific!

"Come again!"

Chen Yuan stabbed himself with dozens of swords one after another. Under the seal of destiny, the damage was shared!

Qingkong Shengjun spurted out dozens of mouthfuls of old blood.

Dozens of holes were stabbed through the body!

"Hahaha, the destiny curse seal is really powerful. It shares half of my attack damage. This way to increase the physical strength, it seems to be twice as fast as the normal speed!"

"It's worth the money! Haha!"

"Come again!"

Chen Yuan stabbed himself dozens of times, causing Holy Lord Qingkong to spurt out blood.

In the end, I couldn't hold on any longer, and my body collapsed again.

Every time he was injured, Chen Yuan used strengthening points to repair himself. Not only was he able to fully recover, but he was also constantly injured and repaired.

The physical strength has reached an unimaginable level of tempering.

But Qingkong Saint Lord can only use his own Saint Lord origin to repair the Holy Body.
To be continued...