"Kunlun Holy Land, so scary?!"
Ding Han was terrified inside, and fear was like a raging undercurrent, surging crazily in his heart.
He just accidentally provoked Kunlun Holy Land, is he going to face Ten Thousand Tribulations Beyond Redemption's desperate situation?
He secretly thought, could the other people in Kunlun Holy Land be like that woman, like the ancient demon god coming to the world, exuding a shuddering and terrifying aura, so powerful that it makes people despair?
He clearly remembered that there were only thirteen disciples sent by Kunlun Holy Land this time, a pitifully small number.
However, if every disciple of Kunlun Holy Land is as terrifying as her, then those geniuses and strong men in the Void Kun Realm who usually pretend to be extraordinary will be as insignificant as dust in front of the disciples of Kunlun, and are not worth mentioning.
Ding Han tried his best to move his whole body Spiritual Power. In an instant, his whole body was filled with light, like the scorching sun rising, and there seemed to be an endless violent hurricane under his feet, lifting his whole body high.
He turned into a silver-white stream of light and ran wildly through the vast void.
The wind in his ears was shrill and shrill, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and every sound was like a death knell playing in the depths of his soul.
At this moment, there was only one firm obsession in his mind: escape, escape at all costs! Even if he uses up his last bit of strength, he must get rid of the shadow of death that follows him behind him.
Just when he thought he had finally broken free from the entanglement of death and was about to regain his life, in the void ahead, a familiar figure stood proudly.
That figure was like the only star in the eternal cold night, cold and dazzling, exuding a divine radiance that could not be looked directly at.
The moment Ding Han saw this beautiful figure, he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood upright, as if he was being burned by Nine Netherworlds's magic flames. His whole body was horrified to the extreme, and his soul was trembling.
"It's you! How on earth did you appear in front of me so suddenly like a ghost?!"
Ding Han roared in horror, and the sound echoed in the boundless void, carrying endless despair and fear, as if it was going to shatter the void.
His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, staring at Zixing with a look of disbelief.
He kept shouting in his heart, he had already increased his speed to the limit, why couldn't he get rid of her pursuit?
What's even more terrifying is that she can run in front of her like a ghost in an instant. What kind of speed is beyond imagination, what kind of supernatural power is this?
Ding Han Cold sweat poured down like rain, instantly soaking his clothes. The sweat seemed to carry the fear and despair deep in his heart.
He turned around without hesitation and ran away in the opposite direction. His figure traced an afterimage in the void at an extremely fast speed.
But the moment he turned around, the peerless figure of Zixing suddenly appeared in front of him without any warning, like the devil Nine Netherworlds!
Ding Han's pupils shrank sharply in an instant, shrinking into needle-like shapes, and the muscles on his face were distorted by extreme fear, as if they were being kneaded wantonly by an invisible big hand.
His heart was filled with despair and death, and he felt like a flying insect trapped in a spider web. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape!
He screamed wildly in his heart, he was just turning around in an instant, how did she manage to be everywhere? This speed had exceeded the limit of his cognition. No matter how he struggled to escape, he seemed to be in the palm of her hand, firmly controlled by her, unable to break away.
Ding Han was filled with unwillingness, and the desire to survive in his heart was like a blazing flame, driving him to turn around crazily again.
However, the scene in front of him was still as unchangeable as a nightmare, and Zixing was still standing steadily in front of him like an eternal monument!
Her eyes were as cold as the abyss, without any emotion, as if she were staring at an ant that was already doomed to die.
That look in her eyes made Ding Han feel a deep sense of powerlessness and despair, as if he was as insignificant as an ant in her eyes.
Zixing looked indifferent, her eyes were so cold that she could freeze time and space. Everything in the world seemed like passing clouds in her eyes. She opened her red lips lightly and uttered one word at a time. "Destroy!"
In an instant, as she raised her hand, a dazzling fairy light burst out like an ancient scorching sun.
In the fairy light, mysterious runes are looming, and those runes exude an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if they are mysterious powers from ancient times.
Immortal light roared out like a raging torrent of world destruction with a terrifying aura that created the world.
Wherever the fairy light passes, the space seems to be ruthlessly torn apart by the power of the supreme law, making a harsh "sizzling" sound, which sounds like the space is groaning in pain.
The surrounding Spiritual Power was instantly drained, forming a huge Spiritual Power vortex that seemed to be able to swallow everything. A strange light shone in the vortex, seeming to sweep the entire world into an endless abyss of darkness.
When Ding Han saw this, his face instantly turned pale as a sheet, bloodless, as if all the life had been sucked out of him, and his whole person was like a walking corpse.
He instinctively mobilized all the Spiritual Power in his body to cast his own defensive spell that he spent countless efforts to create.
"Spirit Shield Celestial Radiance!!!"
In an instant, his whole body shone brightly, and a layer of colorful Spiritual Power shield instantly appeared.
On the shield, runes flickered and flowed, and those runes were intertwined into complex patterns, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
These runes seemed to be his last hope, carrying his desire for life. He tried to use this shield to resist Zixing, a fatal blow that could destroy everything, silently praying in his heart for a miracle to happen.
However, in front of Zixing's terrifying fairy light, Ding Han's defensive spells were as fragile as rotten branches, vulnerable to a single blow.
The moment the fairy light collided with the shield, a deafening loud noise erupted. The sound seemed like the Hundun roar when the world first opened, or the desperate wail when the world collapsed.
The colorful shield only held up for a brief moment before it cracked and shattered like fragile glass.
The moment the shield shattered, countless Spiritual Power fragments flew everywhere, like a gorgeous and desperate fireworks, dissipating in the vast void, as if it had never existed.
In the end, Ding Han was easily killed by Zixing's move!
Under the terrifying impact of the fairy light, his body instantly turned into countless crystal light spots, dissipating between heaven and earth like catkins in the wind.
These light spots shone faintly, as if they were the last struggle of his life.
It was as if all traces of him had been ruthlessly erased by the vast universe, as if he had never appeared in this world.
For Zixing, killing Ding Han was like crushing an insignificant ant, effortlessly. The reason why she spent so much time was just that she had nothing to do and passed the time during the long and boring years of practice.
On the other side, Zheng Tian and several followers were running away in panic.
They knew full well that Zixing went after Ding Han. Even if she wanted to go back and hunt down herself and others, she had to deal with Ding Han first.
By then, they would have long since escaped without a trace, hiding in the vast world.