The million-foot death sword seemed to be slashed from the universe, reaching the sky and the earth.

Before hurting others, kill yourself first. Even the Supreme feels fearful.

"No!" Qian Zun roared, full of fear. Countless golden patterns turned into a huge golden ingot to protect him.

"boom!"

The Death Sky Sword finally slashed, with a terrifying aura, a terrifying sword intent. It was defeated and eliminated all obstacles that were blocking the front. After this knife, the entire ancient continent was trembling violently. The unparalleled sword light actually crossed the southern forest demon world, Lian Peak, and Zhongshenzhou, and slashed all the way to the northern wilderness mana land, almost dividing the entire ancient continent into two halves.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the huge gold ingot only supported for a moment, and turned into countless gold powder and disappeared into the void. The Death Sky Sword also shattered with a bang, not only the sword energy, but also the acquired treasure of the Underworld Sword.

The sword of defeat is cut out with one sword, and there is no way out of retreat, and there is no way out of life. When a person dies, even the sword is no exception.

In the dissipated energy, Zhou Tianming could vaguely see a chuckling at the corner of his mouth, and then slowly disappeared.

The battle between the Supreme Kunpeng and the Martial Master on the other side has ended, and both of them have disappeared, and only the scattered Martial Dao pattern slowly disappears.

Zhao Lei sat on the ground and looked up at the sky. He suddenly felt like he had lost his relatives again, although this relative was actually no longer here, just a soul mark.

"It's actually becoming like this!"

Chen Pan, who finally returned to the ancient continent, only saw Zhou Tianming's shocking sword in the last time, everything became a thing of the past.

When the Death Sky Sword was slashed down. Zhou Tianming and Huangfu Xuanbo disappeared, Chen Pan suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. He did not see the process, but he already felt that the two of them were dead.

The cruelty of war always catches people off guard. Even if I feel like I have prepared before the war, I will suddenly feel that my mentality is not as perfect as I imagined.

The three-foot sword activated the Dao pattern of space and used the Mirror of Time, as if he wanted to take a good look at the Defeat Sword that Zhou Tianming finally realized. At the same time, he also saw Huangfu Xuanbo's fierce and fearless death. He fell down again and again and again and stood up again and again.

The golden seal is like the backbone of the human race, with iron bones and constant cracking.

The glory of the last moment seemed to tell everyone that only the spirit will last forever, and this race that has experienced countless winds and rains will never wither.

When the Mirror of Time completely disappeared, Chen Pan still stayed still, like a stone man. He was carefully recalling the entire process under the pressure of the golden seal.

Yang Zhu, the White Tiger King, Zhao Yi, Meng Xuan and Jian Mingsheng all recovered a little and slowly flew over. Jian Mingsheng was holding someone in his hand. It was Jiang Chengzi, and he was already in no way alive at this moment.

The Supreme's strength was too terrifying. If it weren't for the strong defensive sword technique of the sword, he would have probably died at this moment. Although Jiang Chengzi was good at setting up formations, he could not survive, and his soul was scattered.

The first round of attacks in another world finally ended, and six supreme attacks failed to dominate everything. A small victory in the ancient continent was also a tragic victory. Feng Lixi successfully transferred with the map of mountains, rivers and the country. The dead people were also extremely regretful.

Xuanyuan Iron Guard sealed himself for nearly a million years, and like a flash in the pan, he dragged the two supremes to death with the will of looking at death.

The Sword Saint returned and exhausted his energy. With the sword of flesh and blood, he gathered the evil energy of the five major caves of the ancient continent and took away the Sword Saint.

The battle in the ghost world in Fengdu was even more tragic. Two great men in the world sacrificed everything and finally fought to the death of Qian Zun with unswerving momentum.

The only ones who won a little better appearance were Chen Pan and Kunpeng Supreme, which was in danger.

Everyone gathered together, and after a moment, Zhao Lei flew back. Perhaps his mood changed, and at this moment he looked more mature than before, becoming a middle-aged uncle with a vicissitudes of life.

"Let's go!" Chen Pan sighed and said.

War is not a house, it is impossible not to die. It is impossible to hurt a thousand enemies and damage one hundred of them. After all, these people can survive beyond all expectations.

When the first wave of attacks ended, more supremes would soon come. Even if everyone sacrificed themselves, they would not be able to stop them. Now they can only retreat into the Nether Island and wait for the opportunity.

Just as everyone was about to set off, Chen Pan suddenly stopped and looked at the huge crack in the ground that was cut out by the Death Sky Sword.

There, he felt a very faint breath, which, although weak, really existed.

Soon, not only him, but others also felt it.

It is the breath of the supreme, and Qian Zun is not dead yet.

"Haha! I still couldn't kill me, the gap is the gap! So what if you have a strong will? I am the supreme. You Hunyuan kings cannot defeat me!"

Qian Zun, who was disheveled and had ragged clothes, slowly flew out from the cracks in the ground.

The breath was chaotic and the injury was extremely terrifying. Although he was trying hard to recover, it was not as fast as usual. That Death Sky Sword could be comparable to the Death Supreme's full-strength attack, causing Dao damage, and it was not so easy to recover.

When everyone saw Qian Zun appear, they changed their qualities. Qian Zun was in terrifying injuries, but they were not much better. Except for Chen Pan, everyone was less than 20% of the time they were on weekdays.

Only Chen Pan looked plain and seemed to care nothing at all.

"If you don't die, just lie down below, why run out and die?" Chen Pan's tone was plain, but he had a strong sense of confidence.

"Lying down? Send to death? I am the supreme, how could I defeat you a group of Hunyuan kings!" Qian Zun laughed wildly: "So what about the beliefs of all beings, so what about self-sacrifice? It's useless, it's useless."

At this moment, he could already activate the power of the Taoist pattern suppression. No matter how many Hunyuan Kings were, he would have the confidence to erase it.

"Since that's the case, let you see the beliefs of sentient beings!"

Chen Pan said coldly, the Taoist pattern transformation technique was activated, and his palm flipped, and a large seal condensed in his hand.

It is square, with the word Kongtong and the dragon pattern is wrapped around it, so I can't see any special thing.

This is one of the treasures he saw in the illusion of Nether Island. Those ten magic weapons can only condense the Xuanhuang Pagoda. The others are all key things that are not bad and cannot succeed.

In the realm of time and space, after seeing Huangfu Xuanbo condensed a golden seal, he felt as blessed as his heart, and suddenly felt that he knew what was missing.

The difference is the power of sentient beings.

With one complete Kongtong Seal, it was like a bottomless black hole in an instant, and countless thought powers were sucked into it one after another.

Not only the power of faith left behind after the golden seal was broken, but also countless powers of faith seemed to flow across time and space, endlessly.
Chapter completed!