"Pfft..."
A mouthful of liquid mixed with golden Divine Blood and internal organ fragments spurted out from Marshal Tian Peng's mouth, splashing into a shocking flower on the cold ground.
Destiny Magic Treasure was shattered with one finger, and the terrifying backlash originating from the depths of his soul was like a torrent of chaos bursting through a dam, instantly overwhelming all the defenses in his body.
The meridians are cut off and Immortal Bone is broken.
Daluo Golden Immortal That indestructible Treasured Body is as fragile as paper at this moment.
Marshal Tian Peng's tall and fat body seemed to have had all its bones taken away, and he collapsed limply on the ground. The once ferocious pig eyes were now only scattered and empty.
Consciousness is rapidly moving away.
However, the instinct to survive made him cling to the last trace of clarity.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, and the first thing that caught his eye in his blurred vision was the fragments of the magic weapon that shone sadly on the ground.
That's his Nine-toothed Rake.
No, it's just a bunch of useless Mortal Iron now.
His heart twitched violently, and the severe pain even overshadowed the physical trauma.
Then, he saw the Green-robed Figure.
The opponent still stood with his hands behind his back, his back to him, not even bothering to turn his head, as if he had just swatted a buzzing fly to death instead of crushing a Heavenly Court marshal.
Those few heavenly soldiers who had just recovered from the pressure happened to witness the last scene of the magic weapon transforming into Mortal Iron, and their brains shut down on the spot.
They were kneeling on the ground, their bodies shaking like chaff, and they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.
My mind went blank.
Marshal... defeated?
No, that's not a defeat.
That's crushing.
From beginning to end, the other party didn't even move a step, just stretched out a finger.
Daluo Golden Immortal, who had been famous for a long time, was completely ground into powder, including his body and his dignity, including his body and his magic weapon.
How terrifying and incredible power this is!
Who is this Azure Stone Palace Lord?!
Boundless fear was like an icy tide, drowning Marshal Tian Peng's soul.
Dignity, arrogance, jealousy, anger... everything turned into ridiculous bubbles in the face of the absolute disparity in strength.
He only has one thought now.
Stay alive!
Stay alive at all costs!
"Uh... ho..."
Marshal Tian Peng let out a roar like a broken bellows from his throat, and used his last bit of strength to drive his broken body, squirming awkwardly on the ground, and crawled in the direction of Qin Feng.
He gave up all dignity and prostrated on the ground like a dying wild dog.
"Senior... Senior, have mercy on me! Great Immortal, have mercy on me!"
His voice was hoarse, broken, and full of disgusting flattery and fear.
"The little god... the little god has blind eyes and cannot see Mount Tai! The little god deserves to die! Please forgive the little god for the sake of the difficulty of his cultivation!"
As he spoke, he banged his forehead hard against the cold ground, making a muffled sound.
The blood mixed with the dust and covered his face, making him look as miserable and miserable as he could, and as embarrassed as he was.
Qin Feng never turned around, as if even looking at him was unnecessary.
Seeing that begging for mercy didn't work, Marshal Tian Peng's brain, occupied by fear, was running wildly. Finally, he thought of his last and hardest trump card.
That is his biggest support for running rampant Heavenly Court and no one dares to offend him!
"Senior!"
He raised his head suddenly, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his tearful face.
"I am Jade Emperor's nephew! My mother is His Majesty's biological sister! For Your Majesty's sake, just let me go this time!"
He almost shouted these words, using all his strength.
He believes that within these three realms, no one dares not to give Jade Emperor face!
Jade Emperor, it's heaven!
These are the four heaviest words in the world!
When the kneeling heavenly soldiers heard this, a glimmer of hope suddenly lit up in their desperate eyes.
Yes! The marshal is His Majesty's nephew!
This relationship is bigger than the sky!
No matter how powerful this palace master is, he can't even give Jade Emperor his face, right?
Even Chang'e, who had been immersed in shock and obsession, felt his heart tighten slightly when he heard these words.
She wasn't worried that Qin Feng wouldn't be able to handle it.
I just simply don't want this man who stood up for me to be at odds with the Lord of the Three Realms because of me.
However, everyone's expectations were disappointed.
Qin Feng finally turned around slowly.
He looked down at the puddle of mud on the ground from a high position, his eyes so cold that there was no trace of human emotion, as if he was looking at a dead thing that had nothing to do with him.
"Jade Emperor's nephew?"
Qin Feng's tone was very calm, as if he was discussing today's weather.
But this plain tone, when it fell on Marshal Tian Peng's ears, was more piercing than the ten thousand year black ice.
Qin Feng The corner of his mouth raised a very faint arc, full of mockery.
"Jade Emperor's nephew can do whatever he wants?"
"Is it okay to bully others with power, rob fairies, and treat other people's lives as nothing?"
The cold words, one after another, were like a ruthless hammer, hitting Marshal Tian Peng's soul that was already on the verge of collapse.
"I..." Marshal Tian Peng opened his mouth, but not a single word came out. The fire of hope that had just been ignited was completely extinguished by these few questions.
Qin Feng's eyes swept over his broken body, and his voice became colder.
"It would be a disaster if you keep this kind of cultivation."
Before he finished speaking, an unprecedented death crisis suddenly enveloped Marshal Tian Peng!
The blood on his face suddenly faded away, and his pupils shrank into two pinpoints due to extreme fear.
"No! Don't!"
He let out a scream that was so frightened that he moved backwards on his hands and knees, trying to escape.
But he couldn't move.
An invisible energy had already locked him tightly.
Qin Feng raised that slender finger again.
It's the same finger.
That one shattered Nine-toothed Rake and crushed all the proud fingers of Marshal Tian Peng.
A few feet away, Qin Feng was facing Marshal Tian Peng's Dantian, a little further away.
A strand of Chaos Qi, thinner than a hair, quietly left the fingertips, ignoring the distance of space, and instantly sank into Marshal Tian Peng's lower abdomen.
"Ah--!!!"
A scream that was a hundred times more horrifying than when the magic weapon was destroyed erupted from the deepest part of Marshal Tian Peng's throat. The sound was sharp enough to pierce a person's eardrums!
His whole body suddenly arched into a shrimp shape, and his body twitched violently.
A sharp pain that could not be described in words exploded from his Dantian, instantly sweeping through all his limbs, every cell, and every inch of his soul!
That is not physical pain, but the fundamental pain of being deprived of "existence"!
He could clearly feel that the indestructible Immortal Dao Foundation, his Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, his Grand Unity Origin...
It is being forcibly disintegrated, erased, and turned into the most primitive nothingness by that overbearing gray airflow!
Like a castle on the beach, it was swept away by the ruthless tide and disappeared without a trace.
Tens of thousands of years of hard work, countless days and nights of inhaling and breathing, all turned into nothing in this moment.
The majestic Magic Power that he was once so proud of, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, was like a deflated ball, quickly leaking out of his body and dissipating between heaven and earth.
His body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The faint fairy light on his body was completely extinguished.
The skin begins to become loose and lose its luster.
A head of black hair quickly turned yellow and even showed signs of graying.
But in just a few breaths, the once majestic Marshal Tian Peng, who was in charge of the 100,000 Heavenly River Water Army, has completely turned into a Magic Power... mortal.
A fat, greasy, middle-aged mortal who looks a little frail.
The severe pain comes and goes away just as quickly.
When Marshal Tian Peng raised his head from the ground, his eyes were filled with confusion and disbelief.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands, trying to mobilize some Magic Power, but his dantian was empty and dead.
He... really became a mortal?
This knowledge made him feel more frightened and desperate than killing him.
"No... no... my cultivation... my Magic Power..."
He was mumbling to himself like he was crazy.
Qin Feng looked at the non-threatening pile of garbage on the ground, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
He waved his hand casually.
An invisible force rolled up Tian Peng, who had become a mortal, and lifted him up from the ground.
Then, as if throwing out a real piece of garbage, he gave it a slight flick of the arm.
"Whoosh--!"
Tian Peng's fat body drew an extremely inelegant parabola in the air, and was thrown directly out of the Guanghan Palace, falling straight towards the endless dark void and the direction of the lower world.
"Ahhhhhh--!"
The frightened screams of mortals falling echoed over the silent Taiyin Star, and then quickly faded away until they were inaudible.
A voice that was so cold and emotionless slowly spread in the air and reached the ears of every survivor.
"Go down to the underworld and experience the suffering of mortals."