Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

Liang Lin didn't say anything more.

Fly directly into the sky in one step, and above the nine heavens, three phantoms of Dharma Bodies follow his steps.

His figure is uncommon, imposing like a rainbow, approaching step by step, majestic and heroic, like a god waking up, endless brilliance radiates from his body.

"Boom!"

The phantoms of the three Daoists, Demons, and Buddhas seemed to come to life completely, bursting out with immeasurable coercion, and rushed over.

Liang Lin's steps were steady, as if he was born in harmony, and in a moment he came in front of the witch god, and an incomparable pressure swept over him.

This is a kind of majestic divine power, as if opening up the world, as if returning to the stage when all things were just born, everyone felt panicked.

"what!"

The witch god shouted, with black hair flying, stretched out his palm, and stretched out an extremely eye-catching finger of the god and devil, and the power of many laws was tightly wrapped around the finger of the god and devil, filled with the aura of destroying the world.

The witch god knew that this would be the last fight of the watchman.

Now the extremely strong aura of the watchman is obtained by absorbing the other two people. This is not free, but the price is very high, and Liang Lin can hold on for a very short time.

The gods and demons stretched out their fingers, and the whole world was instantly shattered, myriad ways collapsed, and the power of the avenue cut off the entire river of time and space.

Liang Lin also made a move at this time, and Kunwu sword fell directly.

The three dharma bodies began to burn violently, surrounded by raging fire, and the aura exuded by Liang Lin became extremely powerful at this moment.

This sword seems to open up a new world.

No one can resist it, and no one can compete with it.

The whole world was eclipsed, as if the entire Xuanyan Continent, only the sword light remained.

"Stab!"

The finger of God and Demon was cut to pieces in the blink of an eye, but the extremely vast sword force remained undiminished, splashing like a volcanic eruption.

The phantom of the witch god that collided instantly became torn apart.

All the strong murderous intentions were defeated, and the witch god flew out as if struck by thunder and purple lightning.

He was thrown to the end of the world by the coercion of the sword light, fell heavily on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, until there was a deafening sound, the body of the witch god exploded instantly and turned into powder!
In that piece of heaven and earth, the signs of the witch god's life gradually disappeared.

His avenue was shattered, his aura evaporated, and his divinity disappeared between heaven and earth.

"The emperor won? The witch god fell?"

The monks other than the artifacts of ancient paintings froze in place, not feeling any excitement.

Because it's kind of surprising.

With the blessing of the three Dharma bodies of the emperor, the combat power has basically reached the realm of ascending to the sky, so powerful!
It is possible that the aura has indeed surpassed that of the Witch God
But if the witch god just died like this, it would be too shameless. Before he died, he didn't see any resentment, and even faced the emperor's attack with all his strength, he didn't have any intention of dodging.

Even cultivators other than the artifacts of ancient paintings can feel the horror of that sword, but will the witch gods not?
The monks were a little shocked and unbelievable.

But seeing that there was no more sound from the ancient painting artifact, the monks gradually showed happiness on their faces.

"Win! Really won!"

"It turns out that the turmoil caused by the witch god was put down in this way!" The monks were extremely shocked, and it was of great significance to the monks present to experience this peerless battle with their own eyes.

Just not for long.

The smiles on the faces of the monks suddenly froze.

Above the nine heavens among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The void is like a piece of rag being torn, and the power of incalculable laws rushes out, and they gather in one place by coincidence, and the figure of the witch god appears from that piece of heaven and earth again.

He looked the same as before, without a single scar on his body, and his aura was still extremely strong.

It seems to be an ancient god, so powerful that it is difficult to breathe,

The monks outside the artifact of the ancient painting were all shocked, with a deep sense of confusion emerging in their hearts.

"What exactly is going on!"

"Isn't the witch god already dead? Hasn't he already fallen!"
"Why are you waking up again now?"

"Is this the strength of ascending to the sky?"

"Not only can they have endless life, but they can also be harmless?"

All the monks froze in place.

The Witch God revived again, and this result was too terrifying for all the monks.

The resurrection from the dead has far surpassed the perception of power by all the monks.

They became more and more afraid of the witch god in their hearts.

"This looks like an ancient god with immense power. As he himself said, he is immortal, and it is impossible to kill him at all!"

....
Among the artifacts of ancient paintings
Liang Lin looked hesitantly at the young man who was walking slowly from the horizon with a disdainful smile on his face.

That smile seemed to be telling him: Do you know how powerful Dengtian is?
Liang Lin was calm and composed, but in the end, there was still a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Both Ye Luoyang and the second elder were at a loss, their eyes completely lost their luster.

"The Sorcerer God is too powerful, even if the power can stalemate him for a while, there is still no way to kill him.

The second elder's face was full of confusion.

Ye Luoyang's complexion was pale, she didn't make a sound, but kept vomiting blood uncontrollably, which also represented the fact that she was about to be unable to hold on anymore.

"I said before, I am immortal, you can't kill me!"

"And now, you guys have begun to resist, how long can you check and balance with me?"

The witch god stood not far from Liang Lin, and did not continue to approach, but with interest and a bit of sigh on his face, as if he was waiting for something.

Liang Lin stood upright above the nine heavens, didn't say much, just flew over again,
He pressed on step by step, and the coercion came one after another, just like a god of war, no one could stop his pace.

"Watcher, are you still fantasizing?"

The witch god smiled contemptuously, disapproving of this strong killing intent.

The blessing of the three Dharma Bodies did give Liang Lin the same power as the realm of ascending to heaven, but in the end it was only a false ascension to heaven. The three paths are independent of each other and cannot be blended together. It is indeed impossible to compare with the real realm of ascending to heaven .

"I really can't kill you, but... I can imprison you again!"
Liang Lin finally spoke.

Behind him, the divine map of the world suddenly unfolded slowly above the nine heavens, and the unstoppable coercion of heaven and earth seemed to connect the heavens and the earth.

The divine map fell heavily, and everything in the world was suppressed.