Everything is ready.

Li Su took a deep breath and emerged from the ground.

Without any pause, he flashed his eyes and rushed directly towards the location of the Sixth Heavenly God.

The speed is very fast, like a meteor. If he could only perceive it before, now that he has the power of space, he can capture it and find the location of the Sixth God's tear.

He jumped up into the void, the innate space graphics began to shine, and the phantom of the Pangu flag appeared.

With a wave of his hand, he directly broke through the space of reality and rushed in.

"Is this guy really gone?"

In the distance, the ax did not go far. In fact, it had been waiting nearby, intending to see if Li Su would change his mind.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the other party came out, he immediately went straight to the Sixth Heavenly God without any hesitation.

"Fuck it, you don't have to be so hasty to die!"

The ax's emotions were agitated. In order not to be discovered by the gods, it hid for millions of days and nights. In the end, even its spiritual light almost disappeared. It had no choice but to turn into a huge ax and fell into the hands of the seventh god.

The soul is in deep slumber, lingering on.

You know, it used to be very strong.

The only one the Seven Heavenly Gods can truly fear is the First Heavenly God. If he attacks directly during the strongest period, the result will be unpredictable. Of course, there is a high probability that it will be destroyed and its spirituality will be annihilated.

The winning rate is less than one level!

Therefore, it chose to retreat and retreated without fighting.

Now, looking at Li Su, who is far inferior to the opponent, he kills the god without hesitation. This is undoubtedly very uncomfortable for him. His great self is not as good as a small monkey, which makes him feel very uncomfortable and his self-esteem suffers.

damage.

"Damn it, if you want to die so much, then go die quickly, go die!"

The ax couldn't help but screamed. It retreated quickly, preparing to stay away from this place. Li Su, who rushed towards the god, was no different from a dead person in its eyes.

If the other party wants to die, that is the other party's freedom.

But I can't, I have to live, I still have a mission...?

After retreating a long distance, the ax paused, yes, that's right, that's it.

Millions of days and nights ago, it was not that it did not dare to fight, but that it had an important mission on its shoulders. It was because of that mission that it chose to retreat, not daring to confront the First Gods.

The ax stood in the void, it kept trembling, and there was light emitting. It was not its light, but a very strange green light. It was like a spider's thread wrapped around the ax's body, carving deeply into the other side.

In the body of the axe, there are countless cracks on the body, which are rooted and entangled by spider silk.

This aura is not much, but it is very ominous, as if a gathering of despair can pull all creatures into the bottom of the abyss and lose all courage to resist.

Soon, the ax became silent and turned into an extremely ordinary stone, which fell to the ground.

For the great mission, it cannot die. The choice of that monkey-like creature was undoubtedly wrong.

At this time, you should accumulate strength, hide yourself, not be exposed, and wait until you are strong enough before launching an attack.

Yes, that's it.

Your own choice is the most correct, the other party is wrong!

Lying on the ground, Ax stared at his eyes, staring into the distance, waiting for everything to end, waiting for Li Su's death, to make sure he was right.

*******

In the void where the sixth god was torn apart.

As soon as he entered, Li Su couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, and his body was split.

This is not a joke, this is fact and reality.

His body was unable to take shape, and the force was constantly tearing him apart.

Not only the physical body, but also acted on his skin, flesh and blood, meridians, and bones.

This force is constantly penetrating, tearing Li Su's body apart moment by moment, as if someone had cut him into pieces with a thousand knives. Even though his recovery ability is extremely amazing, even if his head is split into two sections, he can still blink.

He recovered within a short time, but the power of the Sixth Heaven God still left deep marks on his body.

This power was terrifying, and it was still deepening. The torn parts became smaller and smaller, moving along his body, towards his thinking, his will, and even his soul.

Blood is splashing.

Thanks to Li Su, he has mastered the supreme power of flesh and blood. Every cell contains infinite vitality, and a new him is bred in it, which can be regenerated quickly.

But even so, within just a few breaths of time after entering this space, Li Su had already been torn apart thousands of times, costing hundreds of cells.

There is no doubt that this guy's lethality far exceeds that of the Seventh Heavenly God, giving him a huge crisis.

Faced with this attack that felt as if he had been struck by millions of knives, all the veins in Li Su's body jumped. Because of the pain, his nerves almost gave him the feeling of being torn apart or cut in half by a car tens of thousands of times every second.

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Ordinary people can be hurt to death in just one second.

Li Su held back. After all, this was not the first time. He had experienced it before. In fact, compared with Qingping Sword, this attack was completely inadequate. It failed to target cells and failed to affect the soul.

Even so, his face was still extremely pale. After all, the feeling was not fake. Being able to withstand it did not mean that he was immune.

He didn't move or resist, he just kept observing with his eyes that were constantly torn and healing.

Because it was torn too fast and too much, the pictures that could be captured were all fragments. It took a lot of effort before he could clearly see the surrounding scenes.

This is an extremely huge space, filled with the power of the Sixth God. It is like an ocean, with almost no end in sight.

And in the center of this ocean, there is an incomparably huge figure, hazy like mist, so huge that it is beyond imagination, it can cover the sky and the sun, and it is almost impossible to capture its entire size with the naked eye.

There is no doubt that that should be the God of the Sixth Heaven.

At this moment, her body was entangled and covered with a huge light pillar, which was constantly vibrating. Violent light erupted every second, and infinite tearing power continued to flow out of it.

Every time it vibrates, the light beam will distort, and sounds will be heard, many in number, and extremely violent.

That beam of light seemed to be alive, and it was not a single life, but the aggregation of countless lives. It was being executed continuously, and its wailing sound almost filled the entire world.

Every second, the light beam will shrink, becoming a thin layer that is almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Looking at the scene he captured, Li Su clenched his fist slightly. The beam of light should be the hundreds of thousands of human wills collected day and night. It was suppressing it in the most brutal way, through the pain of tearing. Surrender, let these wills collapse, and be absorbed by them little by little.

Li Su took action, maintaining his small body, and through constant treatment, he did not resist the tearing power of the gods at all, and walked towards the center.

With each step you take, the force of tearing will increase, and the speed of tearing will also increase.

Pain is like an ocean, trying to annihilate him.

He didn't stop, walked very firmly, and kept getting closer to the center step by step.

The distance is undoubtedly very far, very far away. This internal space is too huge. The gap between the Sixth Heaven God and the Seventh Heaven God cannot be measured by one or two points. It is completely dwarfed by the giant.

With this extremely simple move, it took Li Su a full three notches before he finally reached the center and came to the huge pillar of light that towered into the sky.

A total of 1.7 billion cells were destroyed by the opponent, and even a crack appeared in his soul. The accumulated damage was too much, and it had already formed a pathological injury.

This hasn't even officially started a fight yet. He just got close and yet he actually sacrificed so much.

Faced with this result, Li Su did not feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, he was very excited and his eyes were shining.

There is no doubt that this result is the scene he is most looking forward to and the most critical link in his plan.

He stretched out his palm and silently placed it on the huge light pillar. It was will, thinking, and the human soul.

There are really too many of them, they are all entangled together and densely packed. From a distance, they don’t look like much. But when you get closer, you will find that this is a huge human pillar.

With a slight thought, a bright ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand.

This is the core of Xihuang’s thinking, the power of human will!

Different from the time when there were hundreds of thousands of people, at this moment after dozens of times of breakthrough, its brilliance is undoubtedly more brilliant, and the will condensed in it makes even Li Su feel overwhelmed and terrified.

This was obviously his own power, but even he was afraid of it and did not dare to get close. He was deeply afraid that this thing would enter his body and touch his soul.

Without any hesitation, Li Su quickly threw the ball of light into the huge light pillar composed of the souls and wills of countless people.

Looking at the ball of light that was fused with almost no obstruction, Li Su took a long breath and let it out deeply.

Okay, done!

Leader, what happens next is up to you!

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Incense is poisonous, not to mention a belief shared by nearly 20 million people?

In an instant, the light beam vibrated, and countless thoughts and wills were infected and covered by the light ball.

Under normal circumstances, the first reaction would undoubtedly be resistance.

But the infected will is not aggressive, it just carries pictures and emotions.

Even if they have forgotten it and have almost no thoughts left, when they come into contact with these pictures and these emotions, the wills of the undead are slightly shocked. The next moment, they can't help but start to actively absorb those pictures and absorb those emotions.

If the contract between humans and gods is still there, this kind of thinking is really nothing. It is too insignificant and cannot break the shackles of the oath.
To be continued...