"I don't know whether to live or die." Ancestor Qiankun flicked his finger, and an invisible force shot out instantly.
The power of Jin Qi seems simple and unpretentious, not even noticeable at all.
But in the eyes of Zhanri Zhenren and others, it is like an invincible offensive that can destroy all defenses.
It seems like no one can stop this move!
"snort!"
But as the supreme leader of the Supreme Pavilion, how could he just watch and let out a cold snort.
In an instant, boundless thunder exploded.
No thunder or lightning appeared, but the place where Qiankun Patriarch shot out his energy suddenly exploded, blocking the energy.
The female disciple was able to continue forward.
Ancestor Qiankun gently shook his big hand.
boom!
In an instant, the female disciple in the Holy Realm that day turned into a blood mist!
Instant kill.
It's as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
"Junior sister!"
Some disciples from Xiaotiandu cried out in grief.
"Live." The Supreme Master of the Supreme Pavilion said softly.
Buzz————
The female disciple of the Heavenly Saint Realm who originally turned into blood mist came back to life in an instant.
She still maintained her forward posture.
It was as if in that void, time went back to before the female disciple died.
That scene was shocking.
But at the same time, everyone present was shocked beyond measure.
This is a battle at the supreme level, and it is not something they can participate in at all.
How terrible!
Killing someone is just a piece of cake, and resurrection is just a matter of words.
This level of strength was completely beyond their imagination.
Although monks in the holy realm have developed majestic magic power and can live for more than 100,000 years, they are still far from reaching this point.
The holy realm is more about cultivating the Dharma and beginning to master the laws.
But the Supreme Realm is obviously far beyond the Holy Realm monks.
The two are completely different.
The gap is like a chasm.
"Scattered." Qiankun Patriarch whispered one word.
Kakaka————
The next moment, the female disciple who charged forward was directly dismembered.
It turns into tiny particles.
Even the drops of blood are clearly distinguished!
It was as if in an instant, the female disciple was turned into powder.
"Here." The Supreme Headmaster of the Supreme Pavilion said another word.
The female disciple recovered again and continued to move forward.
Such magical methods directly shocked the people around them beyond measure.
And at the same time.
Ye Xuan's right hand reached out to Sikong Wuming's head.
The next moment.
Ye Xuan fell with a palm.
boom!
A palm hit Sikong Wuming's Tianmen point directly.
In an instant, the empty shadows of the nine life palaces appeared in the back of his head.
Blind eyes.
It was as if at this moment, Sikong Wuming lost his soul.
At the same time, the swallowing black holes around Sikong Wuming suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the devouring black holes began to spit out waves of terrifying power.
Those powers did not fly towards Sikong Wuming, but towards Zhou Youwei who was meditating and adjusting her breath on the other side.
Zhou Youwei, who looked pale, gradually returned to normal after receiving the injection of power.
Even the lost Dragon of Fate is constantly being perfected at this moment.
"ah----"
Sikong Wuming, whose eyes were lifeless, suddenly turned ferocious at this moment and screamed in agony.
In his mouth, he spit out streams of black gas that were visible to the naked eye.
That black air, containing a disgusting aura, gradually gathered in front of Sikong Wuming.
"stop!"
At this moment, the female disciple was still dying and resurrecting, shouting loudly.
"Take action!"
It was also at this moment that Zhanri Zhenren and others could no longer sit still and rushed towards Ye Xuan.
Although it is an indisputable fact that Sikong Wuming practiced the evil dragon-swallowing technique, no matter what, Sikong Wuming is a disciple of the Supreme Pavilion, and he is also the son of destiny appointed by Neng Xiaotiandu, and he will fight for the throne in the future.
If there is such a thing, even if there is a mistake, it will be punished by the Supreme Pavilion. How can it be the turn of outsiders to intervene?
Seeing that the ancestor of Qiankun and the supreme leader were frozen, they could just come to the rescue.
"You don't know whether to live or die, right?"
Upon seeing this, Patriarch Qiankun looked indifferent and flicked his sleeves.
Rumble————
At this moment, starting from the direction where Patriarch Qiankun fluttered his sleeves, the surrounding void seemed to turn into waves, undulating and rushing towards Zhanri Zhenren!
"Oops!"
Zhanri Zhenren and others never expected that the ancestor of Qiankun, who was clearly being dragged down, still contained such great power. He had no time to dodge and was instantly hit by the void wave!
I saw the figures of Zhanri Zhenren and others being rolled up by the waves in the void and distorted into human shapes.
At this moment, everyone's bodies were crushed to pieces!
At this moment, his cultivation level continued to decline.
Once their cultivation reaches the lowest level, they will be killed instantly.
At this moment, their lives can be said to be hanging by a thread!
When the Supreme Master of the Supreme Pavilion, who was still rescuing the female disciple, saw this scene, his eyes darkened slightly, and he had to give up on the female disciple and instead save Zhanri Zhenren and others.
For the Supreme Pavilion, the female disciple of the Heavenly Saint Realm certainly has a certain value.
But compared to a few elders, that value can be discarded.
As a result, the female disciple was crushed into a bloody mist.
The leader of the Supreme Pavilion, the Supreme Master, forcibly rescued Zhanri Zhenren and six other people.
Even so, the six Zhanri masters suffered heavy losses and lost their fighting power. For a while, they could only watch from the sidelines.
They never expected that Patriarch Qiankun would be clumsy in his game with the Supreme Leader.
After all, I still underestimated the ancestor of Qiankun.
How do they know that Patriarch Qiankun is a god-level being.
Although such beings are not as good as the Great Emperor, they can easily deal with the Emperor's generals.
Although there are invisible constraints in today's world, no matter how strong you are, you can only display your peak strength at best.
But even at the pinnacle of supreme power, guys like Master Zhanri cannot compete.
"ah----"
Sikong Wuming kept screaming, and now he felt like he was dying of exhaustion. It was extremely hoarse and creepy.
If you look at his face, you will be even more shocked.
The handsome and handsome young man before was now only skin and bones, with wrinkled old skin like tree bark.
He doesn't look like a young man, he looks like an old man who is about to die.
And that ball of black energy was constantly gathering, and it was already as big as Sikong Wuming's head.
The luck swallowed up in the black hole was constantly spitting out and falling on Zhou Youwei.
And the swallowing black hole is also constantly shrinking.
This means that Sikong Wuming is about to reach the end of his life.
His own luck was also being drained away rapidly!
But in the blink of an eye, this self-proclaimed son of destiny seemed to be bidding farewell to his life.
But at the moment when he was about to die, Ye Xuan stopped.
Put down your right hand, the swallowing black hole is only the size of your thumb, and only nine of them are left.
This is what Sikong Wuming looked like at the beginning.
Ye Xuan did not intend to kill this man so easily, but spared his life.