The eight arms of the eight-armed divine dragon were all clumsy and ferocious, but at this moment they were all broken, leaving behind crimson blood. Every drop of blood was like a world, smashing the secret worlds into pieces.
The huge body of the eight-armed dragon seemed to have lost its vitality and was floating.
"Pap."
The dragon's body began to disintegrate, turning into thousands of pieces of dragon corpse flesh and blood.
With just one sword, a holy ancestor of the dragon clan was divided into thousands of parts.
How fast and powerful this sword is.
The dragon's blood turned the void crimson, countless Holy Spirit energy was vented everywhere, terrifying power fluctuations spread in all directions, and the whole world resounded with sad songs.
The body of a holy spirit was chopped into pieces.
The scene was so shocking that it was like billions of worlds collapsing.
Although the body of the eight-armed divine dragon was torn apart, the will of the dragon soul was immortal. He let out a surging dragon roar, regrouped his body, and condensed the principles of the Holy Spirit.
"break."
Shui Yueting's eyes seemed to turn into two independent worlds, the light of the world burst out, and she spat out a word, but this word carried supreme authority, as if the Queen of Heaven was giving an order to die.
Two rays of sword intent flew out of her eyes, representing an invincible power, and once again shattered the body of the eight-armed dragon into a bloody mist.
"I am the Holy Ancestor of the Dragon Clan, I am immortal."
The will of the Holy Spirit in that mass of blood mist is still immortal, extremely powerful, and has majestic vitality. It once again transformed into the shape of a dragon and flew toward the sky, trying to escape.
"When you step into the Water Moon Heaven Realm, you are destined to perish today."
Shui Yueting's voice was very strong, her long hair was swaying, and her skin was white. She stretched out a jade hand and turned it into a huge palm, crushing the eight-armed dragon again from thousands of miles away.
Raise your hands to slay the dragon.
This is something that only happened in the ancient times. There are very few people in the world today who can slay dragons, let alone a saint ancestor of the dragon clan.
Holy Spirit level wars actually rarely happen. Unless it is a life and death battle between two races, the Holy Spirit may take action.
Under normal circumstances, the Holy Spirit is rarely born, and many semi-saints have never seen the Holy Spirit in their lives.
It can be said that the confrontation between the Holy Spirit rarely occurs, and the killing of the Holy Spirit is even rarer. It only happens once in tens of thousands of years.
"Howl, you are too cruel, are you going to kill the Holy Dragon Slayer?"
Shui Yueting slashed out her sword again and said: "Those who want to kill our people can be killed even by dragons and phoenixes."
The eight-armed divine dragon screamed, and a sharp cold air burst out from its body, "Then let's fight to the death."
The vast dragon energy that was like a nebula rolled toward the Water Moon Realm, bringing with it a world-destroying power that made all the half-saints standing outside the Water Moon Realm change their expressions.
Long Jie knew that he was no match for Shui Yueting, so he wanted to use his last strength to break through Shui Yue Heavenly Realm and perish together with the hundreds of millions of creatures in Shui Yue Tian Realm.
Feng Feiyun stood in the void, side by side with Emperor Zhong, looking at the crazy surging dragon energy, his eyes became colder and colder, and he pinched his fingers, preparing to mobilize the power of Emperor Zhong to kill Long Jie's last Blocked by one blow.
"Boom."
The dragon's air pressure got closer and closer, crushing countless secret realms along the way. They were chaotic and dim, and soon they appeared in front of Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun's finger slowly pointed out, pointing at the sharpest point of the dragon's energy. At the same time, Di Zhong also raised his arm.
The dragon energy was suppressed like a nebula.
But at this moment, all the dragon energy disappeared without a trace, and a slender white palm appeared at Feng Feiyun's fingertips.
This is a flawless jade hand. The five fingers are delicate and slender, white and soft. It is a hand of great skill.
Feng Feiyun's fingers almost touched the jade hand.
"call out."
Shui Yueting stood hundreds of millions of miles away, withdrew her hand and spread her palms. The ball of dragon energy had been refined by her until it was only as big as her thumb. It was suspended in the palm of her hand and condensed into Long Jie. body.
Feng Feiyun looked at the empty void. He almost touched her fingertips just now, but at this moment, the hand had retreated to the horizon, out of reach.
Feng Feiyun retracted his hand, his emotions in his heart unclear.
Long Jie's body was only the size of an ant, suspended in the palm of Shui Yueting's hand, and said: "This is my last Yuanling, you dare to destroy it."
Shui Yueting said: "Who is Tiandao?"
When Long Jie heard the three words "Tiandao", his expression changed and his expression darkened, and he sighed: "You can destroy my Yuanling."
Shui Yueting knew she would not get the answer, so without any hesitation, she put her five fingers together and wiped out the last of Long Jie's spirit.
This is a kind of decisiveness of the Holy Spirit. There is nothing that we dare not kill.
She raised her fairy face slightly and glanced at Feng Feiyun far away, but it was only a glance, and she immediately swung her sword to slash into the darkness of nothingness. A sword energy tore through the darkness and illuminated a world. , like dividing the whole world into two halves.
"Oh."
A biting cold air rushed out from the torn hole, carrying a hunting wind.
A huge humanoid skeleton crawled out of that dark world. Its body was thousands of miles high, and it carried an extremely evil and dark aura.
Shui Yueting stood in front of it like a tiny point of light.
"Holy God, don't be alarmed. I'm just here to get Long Jie's body. I also ask the Holy God to give me the body of this holy dragon. I can exchange it for ancient medicine of equal value."
The huge white skeleton made a gloomy and shriveled sound, and stretched out a white bone claw tens of thousands of miles long to collect the dragon's bones.
Shui Yueting stood with her sword horizontally, her eyes were deep, and she said: "Holy Lord Jumu, why should I give up Long Jie's body to you?"
"call out."
The sword flew out and floated above the body of Holy Lord Jumu.
Saint Jumu, who was originally going to take the dragon corpse, suddenly stopped and said: "Long Jie is the saint ancestor of the eight-armed dragon clan. If you kill it, it deserves it, but its body still has to be sent back to the dragon clan. Bury it in the Dragon Clan Cemetery. Instead of wasting it, it is better to give it to me. Anyway, I have no children, no descendants, no clan, no relatives, so I am not afraid of offending the Dragon Clan, and it will be of great use if I take the dragon corpse."
Another mysterious Holy Lord came. This was definitely a Holy Spirit-level existence, and his aura was as terrifying as Long Jie's.
It was not afraid of offending the dragon clan and wanted to take away Long Jie's dragon corpse.
You must know that since ancient times, there are still some strongest people who dare to slay dragons. As long as they do not deliberately provoke the majesty of the dragon clan, the dragon clan will not retaliate.
But no one dares to seize the dragon corpse. All dragon bones must be sent back to the Dragon Clan Cemetery for burial. If they dare to seize the dragon corpse, use the dragon bones and dragon scales to sacrifice to refine warriors, and use dragon blood to sacrifice to refine elixirs, then it is true. It provokes the majesty of the dragon clan.
"boom."
Suddenly, the atmosphere between heaven and earth was in chaos, a dark wind suddenly rose in the void, and white bones filled the sky. A huge white skeleton waved its arms in the dark wind, triggering a chain of great avenues.
What happened.
The breath change just now was so fast that even the half-saint didn't know what happened.
"I knew you weren't here to collect the dragon corpse."
Shui Yueting's voice came out from the dark wind, clear and melodious. Under her guidance, the Tianhe War Sword slashed the Heaven-Connecting Sword Qi in all directions.
"Jie Jie, of course I'm here to collect the dragon corpse, and I'm also here to take your life."
On the head of Saint Jumu, two balls of blue holy fire emerged from the eye sockets. Only the Holy Spirit could see clearly. In the two balls of blue holy fire stood a boy and a girl, both only four or five years old. Like two young ghosts.
"Among the three holy spirits who went to Tianhe, one of them is you." Shui Yueting said.
Holy Lord Jumu did not answer, but attacked more rapidly.
"Nine-District Corpse City."
A city of corpses flew out from the gap between the chest bones of Holy Lord Jumu. It was a huge city made of bones. It was filled with the energy of hell and flowing with yellow spring water.
There are also four bones of the Holy Spirit lying on the four sides of the corpse city, like four natural city walls.
Holy Lord Jumu actually used the bones of four ancient Holy Spirits to refine a city. The aura of corpses soared into the sky and the evil was thickly spread.
In order to condense this Nine Earth Corpse City, it dug countless large tombs and collected materials for many years. It even went to hell and flew up to the Milky Way before it finally condensed and took shape.
"Oh my God, another holy spirit has been killed. Could this be the legendary giant saint who grew up, wandered and became enlightened underground?" A semi-saint of the human race.
There are many rumors about the Holy Lord Jumu. Legend has it that it never appears on the ground and only lives underground.
There are countless creatures under the ground that are unknown to ordinary people, and Saint Jumu is one of the most powerful creatures among them.
"The Holy God just fought against Long Jie and consumed the Holy Source. Can he still be the opponent of Holy Lord Jumu now?"
"The Holy Spirit is invincible."
"Holy Lord Jumu has never been defeated."
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Many human monks are worried. Battles at the Holy Spirit level are very dangerous. Any small factor can determine the outcome of the battle, especially for existences of the Holy Spirit and Jumu.
A battle between the Holy Spirit and Long Jie would definitely consume a lot of money. Now, it would definitely be unfavorable to fight against a Holy Spirit again.
"boom,'
A dazzling brilliance tore through the space and flew into the void. Within that brilliance was a huge three-legged golden crow, its body huge and boundless.
That burning problem makes people feel like their skin is about to melt.
Another burst of Holy Spirit energy rushed out and spread in all directions, causing all the secret realms to tremble and many secret realms to burst open.
"Saint Ancestor Wuwu, do you also want to fight?"
Shui Yueting competed with Jumu Shengzun, her dress was swaying, her hair was like a waterfall, and her eyes were fixed on the huge golden crow.
The Holy Ancestor Wuwu lives on an ancestral mountain of the Golden Crow Demon Clan. He has lived for a hundred thousand years and has not left the ancestral mountain for tens of thousands of years. He is an ancient holy spirit who is highly respected among the demon clan.
"I'm here to collect the Immortal Refining Stone from the Golden Crow Demon Clan. Since the Holy Spirit invites me to fight, then I will fight." Holy Ancestor Wuwu was very rude, collected the Immortal Refining Stone, and then charged towards Shui Yueting.
Shui Yueting said calmly: "You must be one of the three holy spirits who went to Tianhe. Anyone else should come out. I will kill them all today."
Saint Ancestor Wuwu just snorted coldly, neither admitting nor denying it.
Shui Yueting's speed was like a meteor, and she landed on the head of Saint Ancestor Ju Mu. The aura on her body became more and more sharp. She stepped on the skull of Saint Ancestor Ju Mu and smashed the planet as big as Saint Ancestor Ju Mu. The skull was shattered and countless evil spirits rushed out of the head.
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I would like to recommend the general historical time travel novel "Power to the World" to everyone, it is very good.