The beating black heart, penetrated by thousands of swords, had already become riddled with holes and torn apart.
However, it still cannot stop it from beating and bleeding...
"Jie Jie, a group of mortals are trying to kill gods?"
A shrill taunt came from the beating heart.
"I have to admit that you do have some tricks to destroy my protective demonic energy and even hurt my body."
"But how can a mortal kill a god?"
"With just you guys, even if I have to kill you for another ten thousand years, I still can't die!"
"You should give up on this idea!"
"When this doll's spiritual energy is exhausted and cannot support the power of the Sky Sword, I will slaughter you all and use your flesh, blood and soul to condense my body again..."
"Hahahahahaha!"
Everyone's faces were pale, and the Demon God's Heart had been killed like this, but according to what he meant, no matter what they did, they couldn't completely eliminate it?
And just as he said, Song Jianqiu relied on the spiritual energy provided by the mountain guarding formation at the foot of the Emerald Mountain, although he was able to transcend the Sword God Realm and step into the Heaven-Towering Sword Power in a short period of time.
But this couldn't last long.
Song Jianqiu's complexion at this time was already a little pale and showed signs of fatigue.
And the beating of the demon's heart was indeed getting faster and faster, because the speed of Wan Jian piercing the heart was already showing signs of slowing down when Song Jianqiu began to lack physical strength and spiritual energy.
"how so?"
Zhao Lian'er looked desperate.
Using the mountain-protecting formation at the foot of the Emerald Mountain to forcibly raise Song Jianqiu's level is already their last trump card. If they can't completely kill the demon god Can Nian with this move.
Then what awaits them is death!
No one can accept this cruel reality!
"Why?"
Zhao Lian'er shouted unwillingly.
"Because stepping into the realm of a demon god is equivalent to cultivating a demigod's body, being worshiped by incense and gathering the will of thousands of believers. Unless divine power breaks it, it is impossible for a mortal to kill it."
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly echoed throughout the world.
"who?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this voice.
Although the voice was cold, it held an air of majesty.
It seems as if it comes from hell and does not belong to this world.
A faint shadow appeared in mid-air.
It was an ancient woman wearing a phoenix crown and harem.
She stood there, shrouded in a faint halo, making it impossible to see her true face.
But you can still vaguely see that peerless and proud face.
"Ghost King!?"
Zhao Lian'er's pupils shrank for a while.
Then he choked up and said: "Ancestor!"
The girl ghost king stood in mid-air, staring at the heart of the demon pierced by thousands of sharp blades.
"I didn't expect to see a ghost king here."
Demon God Cannian sneered: "What about the Ghost King?
You haven't cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals, so you can't feel the divine power, and you can't destroy me either!"
The demon god is superior to all living beings. Even the girl ghost king cannot be a match for a demon god.
"Indeed, I haven't cultivated to the level of Ghost Immortal, so naturally I can't master divine power."
"But you probably don't know that at the bottom of this mountain, there once was a rat fairy who crossed the border to become an immortal. He was just one step away from entering the immortal class and becoming a true god."
The girl ghost king raised her hand, and there were golden lights on her palm: "Let's try this, see if it can kill you!"
