"Crack!"

"Boom!"

A loud sound resounded in the world of miracles, shaking the heaven and earth.

I saw an extremely rough divine road appearing in the sky above Youjing. The road led to nowhere and was extremely bright.

But suddenly, the avenue was like a mirror, filled with fragments with a clicking sound.

"Poof!" You Jing spat out another mouthful of blood. At this moment, he was in unbearable pain.

Looking at the cracked divine path, my eyes were about to burst.

Millions of years of achievement are gone in one move.

broken!

Yes, at the last moment, You Jing was desperate and wanted to cut off his spiritual path in order to protect himself.

But with this break, he has nothing left, it is over, there is no hope anymore, even if he survives this time, he will be just a useless person.

For this reason, he looked at Chu Yan, and his eyes became ferocious. If he wanted to kill Chu Yan, he would definitely not let Chu Yan go.

"Boom!"

As the ghost spirit path cracked and disintegrated inch by inch, the suspended world above was shattered, as if the mountains and rivers were collapsing. And just like this, the spirit spirit of the ghost spirit also became violent, and too much power surged out of the broken path.

The Youjing's aura was like a rainbow, its Qi increased rapidly, and it kept running upwards, even vaguely breaking through the barriers.

Seventy-five million!

Eighty million...

Ninety million!

At this moment, the aura of Youjing is approaching Chu Yan, and even Yin Yu is about to surpass it.

After all, when the world was created, Chu Yan was actually not as good as You Jing. What Chu Yan claimed was not his own divine path. Even if the power spilled out, it did not belong to him. Just like the weapons were not so handy, but You Jing did not

Same.

What You Jing has concluded is that he has a magical path that he has cultivated for millions of years. He is so familiar with it that it has long been like his right and left hands.

Even though his power increased dramatically at this time, he still didn't lose control, it was extremely terrifying.

"Stop it boy!"

At this time, everyone in the world was shocked.

The king's eyes shrank even more, and he wanted to rush forward to help.

Chu Yan had the advantage just now, but it is different now. The Youjing who cut off his spiritual path is stronger than Chu Yan, and the advantage is no longer there. And...Chu Yan is going to lose control.

"Chu Yan, give up, don't be obsessed with fighting. If he cuts off his spiritual path, it will be ruined. You are different..." At this time, the Sword God also roared in Chu Yan's body.

Different.

Although the path of Youjingjingshenshen is powerful for a while, it is actually useless and has no hope.

But Chu Yan is different.

Today's battle has allowed the whole world to see Chu Yan's style.

He showed his pride to the world.

As long as he doesn't die today, sooner or later he will truly reach this state. By then, perhaps no one can really stop him.

It would be a pity to die here.

Even the sword god who was not familiar with Chu Yan gritted his teeth and whispered: "Chu Yan, retreat and release my sword. With my way, I will help you block him. Live, if you really do it in the future.

To create the second world, if I, a heretic, become the emperor, it will cause your world to be unbalanced. I, a heretic, do not seek the emperor, but I only ask that you treat me, a heretic, well."

"I, a heretic, was once a hero of the human race. I hope that in the new world, heretics will no longer be discriminated against and no longer be slaves!"

This is the hope of the Sword God.

If there really is a new world in the future, may heretics never be slaves.

A heretic may not become an emperor.

Heretics are not selfish. The God of Wind is willing to leave the last trace of warmth to this world, and they are the same, but why do they want to cut off their Tao? Why do they need to be imprisoned?

Just because of the suspicion of the Nine Emperors, should they be allowed to endure that pain?

"sword!"

The sword god wants to cut himself off.

The eyes of Lei Shen and others turned red.

The sword god was very calm.

But at this moment, Chu Yan glanced at You Jing, whose Qi was still surging, and suddenly said indifferently: "I said that in heaven, there is no way out."

"kill!"

The next moment, Chu Yan shouted loudly. At this moment, his whole body was shrouded in blood light, and his sword energy was soaring to the sky. Facing the ghost spirit that had reached the ninth level of Daoyuan, he not only did not retreat, but took the initiative to kill with his sword.

At this moment, he stretched out his hand to hold the Sword of Tianhe in his hand.

"Chu Yan!"

Sword God, everyone in the heavens shouted loudly.

Is Chu Yan crazy?

How terrifying is the ghost spirit that has cut off its spiritual path?

That is the real God Emperor.

All power belongs to the God-Emperor himself.

Chu Yan refuses to retreat and counterattacks?

In the eyes of the sword god, this is tantamount to committing suicide.

"There are only immortal kings who die in battle, and there are no immortal kings who retreat."

Chu Yan roared: "Heaven is down there. I have no way to retreat, so I'll kill him!"

"boom!"

The mountains and rivers shook again.

The distance between You Jing and Chu Yan is actually only a hundred meters. They were pulled very close before. This distance is in vain for the two of them now.

But at this moment, time seemed to slow down, and everyone felt short of breath.

"Seeking death!" Seeing that Chu Yan was still killing him, You Jing's eyes flashed with a ruthless look again.

"If you step back with all your strength now, I may not be able to kill you, but you are actively seeking death." You Jing said ferociously, his breath running through his body. He held his hand, and the broken dark scythe condensed again.

Even more brilliant and dazzling than before.

"go to hell!"

You Jing said crazily, wielding the black sickle and slashing out.

"It's not yet clear who will live and who will die."

The peerless divine sword blends into the Tianhe River, and the sword's radiance is endless.

"Buzz!"

The sword and the black sickle were getting closer and closer.

??During the process, Chu Yan could feel that his whole body was being divided. Where the two of them were, the wind alone was as sharp as an artifact.

But he still didn't stop.

"ah--"

With a loud shout, Chu Yan concentrated all his strength on the sword.

"Crack!"

Before the collision, the sword energy was shattering.

The Sword of Tianhe is being worn away and disintegrating.

"It's going to be defeated."

Emperor Yan looked there and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Chu Yan's sword will eventually lose to the Youjing Black Scythe."

Qiu Qiong and others all looked worried and clenched their fists.

It's not just them.

This battle has already reached the point where it reflects the world of Total Creation.

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To be continued...