The world suddenly became quiet.
The wind stopped, the clouds stopped, and even the violent energy flow just now seemed to be forcibly suppressed by some more terrifying will at this moment.
Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries's hair was disheveled, his orifices were bleeding, and his originally gorgeous robe was now reduced to rags, hanging on his trembling body. He still had the slightest bit of Immortal King's style, looking like a lunatic who had just escaped from a refugee camp.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Lin Feng suspended above his head.
The young man in black robe was holding a knife in both hands at the moment, raising it high. Above the blade, the strange layer of gray-white light was condensing and compressing.
In this light, Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries saw a scene that froze his soul.
He seemed to see huge tombs where countless Gods and Devilss were buried; he saw stars falling and the universe going silent.
That is - the embodiment of death.
fear.
The real fear of death originating from the depths of the soul occupied the mind of Immortal King, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, for the first time.
"No... I am Immortal King! I am canonized by Heavenly Court! I will live as long as heaven! My name is engraved on Investiture of the Gods! I cannot die!!"
Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries roared crazily, his voice hoarse like a broken gong. He desperately wanted to mobilize the remaining immortal power in his body and use his magic weapon to defend himself.
But after the brutal backlash from the formation just now, his meridians had already been broken, his dantian was covered with cracks, and he no longer had the strength to even lift his fingers.
Seeing the approaching sword light, his psychological defense completely collapsed.
"Lin Feng! Stop! Please stop!!"
"I can give you money! Give you all the resources! There are countless Immortal Crystal in my treasure house!!"
"I can be your slave! I can send Heavenly Dao Oath to be loyal to you! Don't kill me! I don't want to die yet!!"
In the face of death, all dignity, glory, and status become a joke. At this time, Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries is no different from a mortal kneeling down to beg for mercy.
However.
Lin Feng's face was expressionless, and his eyes were as cold as if he were looking at a stone or a pile of dead meat.
"Begging for mercy now? It's too late."
Lin Feng's voice was very soft, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
"When you sent people to surround me, did you ever think about sparing my life?"
"When you slandered me on Peach of Immortality Banquet, did you ever think about giving me a chance?"
"Since you are in the first grade of junior high school, you must be prepared to be beaten to death by the fifteenth grade."
Lin Feng The long knife in his hand suddenly trembled, and it let out a dragon's roar eager to drink blood.
"There is no regret medicine in this world, only... karma."
"Remember, your killers--Heavenly Strategy Manor, Lin Feng!"
"Create your own magical power--[Myriad Paths Immortal Burial]!!"
Buzz--!
Cut it off with one knife.
Between heaven and earth, a sad and ancient elegy seemed to resound.
When this knife struck, there was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling light, and no roar that ripped apart Space-Rending.
It is like a frame in a black and white movie, silent but unstoppable.
All sounds, light, energy, and even the remaining power of law around Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries were greedily sucked in by this knife.
In everyone's sight, only a thin gray line was seen, lightly crossing Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries's neck.
It's like a hot knife cutting through butter, or like the autumn wind blowing through fallen leaves.
Tsk--
A very slight sound.
Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries's frightened voice begging for mercy stopped suddenly, his mouth remained open, and the fear in his eyes was frozen forever.
The next second.
A thin line of blood appeared on his neck.
Immediately afterwards, the huge head, which symbolized supreme power and status, slowly slid down and left his body.
"Pfft--"
There wasn't much blood spurting out, because all the vitality was "buried" in this knife.
Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries's headless corpse began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into countless tiny starlight dots, trying to dissipate between heaven and earth and return to Great Dao.
"Whoops!"
At this moment, among the disintegrating corpses, a Primordial Spirit villain, only the size of a fist, with a pale golden body, screamed and rose into the sky at an extremely fast speed, trying to escape using the Primordial Spirit escape technique.
That is Primordial Spirit of Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries! As long as Primordial Spirit is immortal, he can be reborn!
"Lin Feng! Just wait! If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being... ah!!"
Before he could finish his harsh words, he noticed that the sky above his head had turned black.
"Still want to run away? If you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again with the spring breeze. Do you think it's the first day I come out to hang out?"
Lin Feng sneered and grabbed the air with his left hand.
"Myriad Paths Furnace! Swallow it!"
Boom!
The shadow of the oven behind him instantly turned into reality, turning into a huge mouth burning with fire, and he sucked it in suddenly!
"No!! Hao Tian Your Majesty, save me!!!"
Primordial Spirit let out a scream of despair, and then was sucked directly into Myriad Paths Furnace like a moth to a flame!
"Hiccup~"
The oven vibrated, as if it was digesting something delicious.
Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries, both body and soul are destroyed!
The generation Immortal King has fallen!
Rumble--!!!
At the moment when Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries completely died, the entire Immortal World Thirty-Threefold Heaven shook at the same time.
An inexplicable sadness envelopes the heart of every immortal.
In the sky, the originally deep starry sky suddenly turned blood red, countless dark clouds gathered out of thin air, and thunder rolled, as if the sky was crying.
Pattering...
A scarlet rain of blood fell without warning, dyeing the sea of clouds and the earth red.
Heaven's Lament!
This is a strange phenomenon in the world that can only be caused by the fall of a true Immortal King-level powerhouse and the collapse of the Great Dao law!
The whole Third Heaven was completely silent.
There was only the sound of blood rain hitting the ground.
Seven Luminaries Immortal Palace The remaining disciples were drenched in blood and looked at their ancestors who had turned into ashes. They collapsed on the ground one by one, and their faith completely collapsed.
"Ancestor... is dead?"
"Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries... was beheaded by Lin Feng...?"
This kind of impact is stronger than when a mortal sees Sun explode.
And above the ruins.
Lin Feng was bathed in the rain of blood, his black hair was wet on his cheeks, he was holding a long knife that was still dripping with blood, and he stepped on the void, as if the devil had come to the world.
At this moment, the melodious system prompts sounded crazily in his mind, which was even more beautiful than fairy music.
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
[Congratulations to the host! Successfully killed Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries (seriously injured)!]
[Achievement achieved: [King Slayer]! This is the first time that the host has killed Immortal King level powerhouse, the reward is doubled! Double it again!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Crit Points: 100,000 billion (one hundred billion)!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the dropped items: Supreme-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure·Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword (broken), Seven Luminaries Origin Essence (complete), Immortal King Dao Fruit x1, the best storage ring x1...]
Looking at the astronomical numbers Crit Points, Lin Feng, I just felt that all the fatigue and pain just now disappeared.
One hundred billion!
Not only did it make up for the previous consumption, it also made a net profit of 40 trillion!
This is fighting to support fighting! This is the golden belt of murder and arson!
"Huh... cool!"
Lin Feng took a long breath and was about to look at the loot happily.
Suddenly, he frowned and raised his head sharply.
His keen consciousness noticed that above the Nine Heavens sky full of blood rain, there was an extremely strange cloud layer. The blood rain there could not fall, as if it was blocked by some nobler power.
A sight that made his scalp tingle was staring at him.
That's a real oriole.
Lin Feng clenched the knife in his hand, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and shouted loudly into the void:
"The person above, after watching the show for so long, didn't even buy a ticket. Isn't it a bit unkind?"
"Isn't it time to come out?"