Demon Master Kunpeng Nowadays, the value of life has reached the extreme.
This is not difficult to understand. When practice reaches a certain level, immortality almost becomes the norm, and the way of heaven is immortal, and oneself will not perish.
Now that you have grasped eternal existence, who is willing to take risks easily?
The essence of Investiture of Gods's calamity is to deprive one's autonomy and imprison one's soul in a list, making it impossible to control oneself from now on.
Kunpeng once tasted the loss of freedom in Witch-Demon Calamity, and that past is always with him.
Now that he is in a similar situation, how can he take the initiative to take that step? Once on the list, there will be no chance of turning around.
At this time, Ancestor Minghe's eyes were like torches, and ten trillion Blood God Son were surging in his palms.
The two swords Yuantu and Abi trembled and screamed, and Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus hung above the head, with blood rising into the sky.
Blood energy filled the air, and the entire Great Luo Heaven seemed to be dyed red.
The world is filled with the aura of killing, just like the ancient killing array reappearing in the world.
Countless powerful people in high positions felt their hearts tighten, as if there were invisible hands strangling their throats.
This is the quasi-sage strongman Ancestor Minghe who has existed since the beginning of Primordial World. Blood Sea will not wither and his body will not be destroyed.
But in the face of such a surging Heavenly Might momentum, Desolate Heavenly Emperor still stood still.
His expression never wavered, as if everything in front of him was just the wind blowing through the trees.
Even if Ancestor Minghe has three major Innate Supreme Treasures and controls endless Blood Sea power, he has not taken the last step after all.
Below Sages, are all ants. And where Desolate Heavenly Emperor stands, it has already exceeded this limit.
"You actually let me complete this move?"
Ancestor Minghe's eyes widened in anger, and the bloody sword in his hand pointed directly at the sky, "Do you think you can survive just by relying on Pride?"
The giant sword condensed from ten trillion Blood God Son slowly rose, tearing the void and cutting off the laws.
Blood Sea poured water back into Heavenly Vault, turning into a torrent that swept away towards Desolate Heavenly Emperor.
The sky and the earth are pale, Qiankun is shaking.
This blow is enough to make an ordinary quasi-sage fall on the spot.
Myriad Worlds's eyes are focused on this, waiting with bated breath.
They want to know whether Desolate Heavenly Emperor really has the power of Tongtian to break this Ultimate Kill situation.
Ancestor Minghe stared at his opponent closely, but there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.
Why didn't the other party stop him? Why were he so calm?
But he has no retreat.
As soon as this sword was drawn, it was his oath to his own Daoism.
In the past, he used This Technique to force Daoist Jieyin back, shocking the three realms.
Today, he wants to let Desolate Heavenly Emperor know that the master of the Blood Sea cannot be underestimated.
Ten trillion Blood God Son clung to Daoist Jieyin, fighting for a glimmer of life for Ancestor Minghe, allowing it to retreat into the depths of the Blood Sea. Because of this battle, Ancestor Minghe became one of the very few quasi-holy beings among Primordial World who had ever competed head-on with Saint.
Desolate Heavenly Emperor stood quietly, listening to the past, with a subtle smile passing between his brows.
The next moment, Emperor Slaying Sword unsheathed and slashed through the air!
The sharp sword energy soared into the sky, like a giant blade splitting the sky, as if it was going to split Great Luo Heaven in half. Jade Emperor stared at this scene with a gloomy expression.
This is the world in his palm, but now it has been torn apart by such a fierce battle, with cracks all over the void. If this continues, the entire Great Luo Heaven may collapse and disintegrate.
"Desolate Sword Art!"
A whisper came out of Desolate Heavenly Emperor's mouth, and Sword Intent suddenly surged. He actually used "Desolate Sword Art", one of the three major sword techniques.
Everyone was slightly startled. With the power of Desolate Heavenly Emperor, "Grass Extinguishing Sword Art" alone was enough to suppress Ancestor Minghe, so why use Killing Move? It's not that this technique is more powerful, but Su Yang felt a little puzzled - such a move would be too revealing and unreserved.
But now that he had drawn his sword, Su Yang stopped talking and just watched intently. He thought to himself: if he were to use "Desolate Sword Art", could he reach one-tenth of the power of Desolate Heavenly Emperor's blow at this moment?
After thinking for a moment, he shook his head slightly. The answer was no. Although he had entered the Immortal King realm, Desolate Heavenly Emperor was the pinnacle existence of Realm of Sacrificing the Dao.
The power of the sacrificial way, even Great Thousand Worlds is in danger of being destroyed with one sword fall. But he is far from reaching This Realm.
But while staring, Su Yang suddenly felt something in his heart. His original understanding of "Desolate Sword Art" quietly deepened, as if a door had been pushed open by an invisible hand.
The sword energy collided with Blood God Son!
In an instant, ten trillion Blood God Son dispersed like residual snow in the wind, turning into a rain of blood and sprinkling towards the Earthly Immortal Realm. Blood Mist, steaming and annihilated in an instant.
The power of a sword is so powerful!
Ancestor Minghe's pupils shrank suddenly. The ten trillion Blood God Son was his strongest trump card. In the past, he overturned the Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit at the feet of Daoist Jieyin, and was so powerful Primordial World.
Now, he was wiped out by Desolate Heavenly Emperor's sword, without the ability to fight back.
He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. But the facts were before his eyes, and the gap was clearly visible.
He finally understood that Desolate Heavenly Emperor was no less powerful than Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao. Looking at the world, perhaps only the Six Saints would dare to fight with it in person.
Whether Desolate Heavenly Emperor can be suppressed is not a question of suspense for Ancestor Minghe. He never thinks that any Saint can truly threaten him.
It's not that he despises the Heavenly Dao Sages, but he knows better than anyone else what terrifying power the offensive composed of ten trillion Blood God Sons contains. Even Heavenly Dao Sage should do his best to deal with an impact of that level, and it will never be resolved as easily as Desolate Heavenly Emperor.
The strength shown by Desolate Heavenly Emperor has gone beyond the scope of ordinary cognition.
But just when all Blood God Son were annihilated, Ancestor Minghe suddenly realized that the sword energy transformed by "Desolate Sword Art" had not weakened at all, and was still galloping towards him, pointing directly at him!
His pupils suddenly contracted, his heart was pounding, and his eyelids were twitching.
Ten trillion Blood God Son were destroyed in an instant. If this sword really hits, I am afraid that the entire Blood Sea will have to be silent for dozens of epochs before it can hope to return to its peak?
Chills rose from the back, and cold sweat quietly appeared. There was no retreat, no avoidance. At the critical moment, Ancestor Minghe roared, Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus moved in response, Eerie Light surged, and layers of protection were in front of him.
Since you can't dodge, then use Black Lotus, which is known as the strongest defense among Innate Supreme Treasure, to take a hard attack!
Quasi-Sage Peak's mana was poured into it, and the black lotus bloomed with World-Destroying's aura. Even so, Ancestor Minghe still felt a little uneasy in his heart. This sword might be extremely difficult to bear.
At this moment, the earth shook, and a thick earth energy broke through the void. An ancient scroll appeared out of thin air, slowly unfolded in front of Ancestor Minghe, emitting vast Guang Hui, and actually blocked the sharp sword energy.
The whole place was silent, and everyone was shocked.
The figure of Zhenyuanzi then appeared, standing in front of Ancestor Minghe, his robes moved slightly and his expression was calm.
No one expected this person to take action.
He and Hongyun the Daoist were brothers, and Hong Yun fell into the hands of Ancestor Minghe. Logically speaking, he should be looking forward to the death of Minghe.
Now Killing Move is blocking Desolate Heavenly Emperor.
Ancestor Minghe took a deep breath, looked at the person in front of him, and said in a low voice, "The person who saves me will be you, I'm really unexpected."
Zhenyuanzi's face was calm, his eyes were like iron, and his tone was cold. "If you don't have the last ray of soul of Hong Yun in your hands, I would rather see you destroyed physically and mentally."
After the words fell, Ancestor Minghe was silent for a moment, then sneered, took out a lotus seed as black as ink from his arms, and held it in his palm.
"Hongyun the Daoist has fallen for several epochs and disappeared completely due to the death of his body. However, by chance, his soul was reunited in my Twelve-grade World-Ending Black Lotus and he was resurrected. But he is no longer the Hong Yun he used to be."