Gu Changqing stood on the deck, his right hand still in the void.
The giant hand that emerged from the crack hung above the seven old men's heads, and the Runes in the palm was slowly rotating.
Every time it turns, the light of Runes becomes brighter.
The light is getting brighter and brighter, and the feeling of oppression is getting heavier and heavier.
Seven old men stood under the light, the wounds on their bodies bleeding crazily.
White-Eyed Elder's two lines of white light flowed down from his eye sockets faster.
His white gaze paused on Gu Changqing for a moment, and there was a A Trace tremor in his voice.
"Who are you anyway?"
The corners of Gu Changqing's mouth turned up.
"Who am I?"
"Yes, who are you? There can be no existence at your level in the lower world."
"Who told you that I am from the lower world?"
White-Eyed Elder was stunned for a breath.
"You're not from the lower realm?"
"I never said I was from the lower world."
Red One The old man in robe Red One looked at Gu Changqing for a moment.
"Then where are you from?"
Gu Changqing has no answer.
His right hand pressed down slightly in the void.
The giant hand pressed down a hundred miles in the air, and all the Runes in the palm lit up.
Light poured out crazily from Runes, and the pressure on the seven old men doubled.
Orange One The old man in robe raised his hand, Orange One light poured out from his palm, trying to hold up a protective shield.
But as soon as the light came out, it shattered.
Under the suppression of the giant hand, he lost even the power to condense the shield.
His Orange One gaze paused on the giant hand for a moment, and there was more A Trace despair in his voice.
"I'm really going to die here."
Yellow One The old man in robe stepped back a thousand miles, Yellow One's eyes stopped for a moment on Gu Changqing.
"Wait a minute, I can negotiate terms with you."
Gu Changqing's eyes fell on him.
"Negotiate terms?"
"Yes, I am willing to give Origin Power. I just ask you to spare my life."
"Origin Power?"
The corners of Gu Changqing's mouth turned up.
"You think I lack your Origin Power?"
Yellow One The old man in robe was stunned for a breath.
Cyan One The old man in robe raised his hand, Cyan One light poured out from his palm.
"Then I am willing to give up all the Law I have. I just ask you to spare my life."
"Law?"
Gu Changqing's finger flicked in the void.
"The Law you have is garbage in my eyes."
Blue One The voice in the robe is A Trace impatient.
"Then what do you want?"
"I want you dead."
The voice fell.
Gu Changqing's right hand pressed down in the void.
The giant hand pressed down thousands of miles in the air, and all the Runes in the palm skyrocketed.
Light surged out crazily from Runes, pressing down on the seven old men.
Red One The old man in robe raised his hand, Red One light burst out from his palm crazily.
"I am not willing to give in!"
There was a fury that had been suppressed for a long time in his voice.
Red One The light condensed into a fist in the void and rushed towards the giant hand.
His fist hit his palm, and his palm paused for a moment.
Then the fist shattered.
Red One The old man in the robe stepped back thousands of miles, and half of his body was shattered under the impact of his palm.
It's not cracked, it's broken.
Flesh and blood exploded in the air, turning into blood mist that filled the sky.
The blood mist dispersed in the void and then disappeared.
Red One The old man in robe's Red One eyes paused on the blood mist for a moment.
Then his body was completely broken.
It didn't break into a few pieces, but broke into countless pieces.
The pieces scattered in the air and then disappeared.
The whole process takes less than a breath.
Great Thousand Origin Realm The first Heavenly Venerable was photographed into blood mist.
Orange One The old man in robe looked at that scene, Orange One's eyes were filled with A Trace horror.
"First Heavenly Venerable, dead?"
Gu Changqing's fingers circled in the void.
"Dead."
His eyes fell on the old man in Orange One robe.
"Next, it's you."
Orange One The old man in the robe stepped back thousands of miles, his voice A Trace trembling.
"Wait a minute, I am willing to surrender!"
"Surrender?"
The corners of Gu Changqing's mouth turned up.
"It's late."
His right hand pressed down in the void.
The giant hand pressed down thousands of miles in the air, with its palm facing the old man in Orange One robe.
Orange One The old man in robe raised his hands, Orange One light burst out from his palms crazily.
The light condensed into layers of protective shields in the void, wrapping his entire body inside.
One floor, two floors, three floors, ten floors, a hundred floors.
The giant hand pressed on the shield, and the shield began to break.
The first layer is broken, the second layer is broken, and the third layer is broken.
Ten floors, twenty floors, fifty floors, one hundred floors.
All shields were broken.
The giant hand pressed on the body of the old man in Orange One robe, and his body was shattered under the impact of the palm.
Flesh and blood exploded in the air, turning into blood mist that filled the sky.
The blood mist dispersed in the void and then disappeared.
Great Thousand Origin Realm The second Heavenly Venerable was photographed into blood mist.
Yellow One The old man in the robe looked at that scene, Yellow One's eyes were filled with A Trace despair.
"The second Heavenly Venerable is also dead."
Cyan One The old man in the robe stepped back thousands of miles, his voice filled with a A Trace cry.
"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."
Gu Changqing's eyes stopped on him for a moment.
"Don't want to die?"
"Yes, I am willing to give Soul Origin and surrender to you for the rest of my life. I only ask that you spare my life."
"Soul Origin?"
Gu Changqing's finger flicked in the void.
"Do you think your Soul Origin is worth a life?"
Cyan One The old man in robe was stunned for a breath.
Blue One The sound of robes came from the side.
"I am also willing to give Soul Origin, just to ask for my life."
The old man in purple robe also spoke.
"I am also willing."
Gu Changqing glanced around the three old men.
"You three, give Soul Origin together?"
"Yes, I just ask you to spare our lives."
Gu Changqing was silent for two breaths.
Then his right hand pressed down in the void.
The giant hand pressed down thousands of miles in the air, with its palm facing the three old men.
Yellow One The old man in the robe looked at that palm, Yellow One his eyes were filled with A Trace fear.
"You, you are not willing to accept our surrender?"
"I do."
The corners of Gu Changqing's mouth turned up.
"But not you three."
His right hand pressed lightly in the void.
The giant hand pressed on the three old men, and their bodies were shattered at the same time.
It's not cracked, it's broken.
Flesh and blood exploded in the air, turning into blood mist that filled the sky.
The blood mist dispersed in the void and then disappeared.
Great Thousand Origin Realm The third Heavenly Venerable, the fourth Heavenly Venerable, the fifth Heavenly Venerable.
Three Heavenly Venerable were photographed into blood mist at the same time.
The whole process takes less than three breaths.
White-Eyed Elder stood on the steps of the Great Hall, two lines of white light flowing from his eyes.
His white gaze paused on Gu Changqing for a moment, and there was a A Trace tremor in his voice.
"You, you killed them all?"
Gu Changqing's fingers circled in the void.
"Kill."
His eyes fell on White-Eyed Elder and the old man in purple robe.
"How do you two want to die?"