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The voice of Wuji Supreme came suddenly, and his voice became more indifferent and dangerous, as if it was high above the sky.

"If I don't let you win, you won't win!"

"Heaven and earth, together!"

I saw that the world that was still cracking suddenly closed under a mysterious force, and the world was healing.

This is not to be distracted by Jiang Ping's myth, as if there is no root, and if it disappears, it will be gone.

Standing here is the true self of Wuji Supreme. If he does not die, his power will be continuously provided.

Still lost.

Seven nights sighed inwardly.

If he was given another ten years, this primordial world would be nothing in front of him.

But now, he is still too weak after all.

After he swung his sword, all his strength was also withdrawn with this sword. Now he is no different from ordinary people in this world.

The ubiquitous pressure, like a mountain, made him unable to breathe.

"Liar, I'm really going to die now"

Qiye smiled wryly, and complained to a bitch who was far away in the sky.

In that bastard's mouth, he is the protagonist of Destiny, who will be spit out by the volcano if he jumps into the crater. As long as the time is not up, he will never die.

When he said this, the bastard's eyes were full of envy.

"Although you guessed wrong, don't die."

Thinking of what Supreme Master Wuji had said, Qiye felt tightness in his chest and spit out blood. He felt a weakness that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Countless past scenes suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Some people say that when people die, the past will emerge before their eyes, and they will make a summary for their life.

Now, it's his turn.

He suddenly remembered that night, he was broken by the last sword of Mo Qingshan, the head of Qingyunmen, and he thought he would die.

But the guy who said earlier that he was going to run away suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped the hand that wanted to kill him.

He looked so timid and yet so cute.

It's just that he is about to die now, but that person is far away in the sky, alive and dead.

It's not bad if they die together, at least there is someone to accompany them.

Qiye's mind suddenly became very chaotic, and a slightly selfish thought also took the opportunity to pop up.

His consciousness gradually faded away.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a roar:

"Who is it?! Who cut my distraction?!"

I saw that the newly healed world suddenly split open, and the world was crying.

Qiye suddenly had a cheap smile in front of him, he seemed to be talking, what was he talking about.

Gathering the last bit of energy in Qiye, she finally heard clearly:

"Haha, I'll save you again. You have to remember this favor carefully, and you will have to pay it back in the future!"

Must return!

Qiye nodded with a smile, and a mysterious force appeared in his body.

He drew his sword and cut it out.

Boom!

The heaven and the earth are separated, and the world of the soul is broken.

In the outside world, Qiye suddenly opened his eyes, his momentum overwhelming!

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The momentum sank like a heavy curtain, and many people groaned overwhelmed, and felt their bones cracking, as if they had suddenly carried a mountain on their backs.

Fortunately, this momentum is only fleeting.

They were not seriously injured.

But even so, disturbed by this aura, it still awakened many sleeping old monsters in the Demon Emperor City.

Seven nights also quickly recovered.

The Demon Sky Sword was still in his hand, as if nothing had happened just now.

But he knew something had changed.

In the depths of his soul, a mysterious power has been transformed. If he is pulled into Wuji Supreme's martial arts primordial world again, this time he will persist for a longer time.

Of course, he did not break through the myth.

There seems to be only one realm between the great master and the myth, but the two are completely different.

Even the supreme grand master can barely talk to the myth because of a certain characteristic.

But there is no doubt that he got stronger.

Walking in the primordial world of Wuji Supreme, wandering in the boundary between life and death for a while, his understanding of power has reached a new level.

Especially the primordial spirit trait, the moment he cut open the world, he seemed to see something, but he couldn't comprehend it or express it in words.

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Perhaps one day, he suddenly understood.

"What?"

Seeing that Qiye didn't lose the wind under Supreme's subordinates, the fear in Gu Tianjun's heart continued to expand.

Obviously Qiye didn't do anything, but in his eyes, infinite darkness suddenly spread from behind Qiye, swallowing him in the blink of an eye.

puff!

Gu Tianjun wept blood at the corner of his mouth, then turned around and fled without caring about anything.

From now on, as long as Qiye is present, he probably won't even show up.

The others didn't react like Gu Tianjun did, but it wasn't much better.

Especially the demon kings of other lines, they looked at Qiye as if they saw an insurmountable peak.

The same generation, both Shengyu and He Shengliang.

The appearance of Qiye is destined to make those who have been called geniuses since childhood be directly overshadowed.

"Will he really be killed?"

Yanmei, the original saint, muttered to herself. She looked at Qiye, her eyes suddenly blurred.

She wants this man!

Without any reason, this unreasonable thought filled her mind in an instant.

The original lineage always pays attention to intercourse between men and women, and most of their martial arts follow the path of yin and yang intercourse and primitive desire.

Yan Mei suddenly had a dark premonition.

If she can own Qiye, she will reach a height that cannot be achieved by the descendants of the original lineage.

Facing Supreme, Qiye had absolutely no chance of surviving.

But as Qiye opened her eyes, Yan Mei's heart began to waver.

She doesn't want this man to die.

She wants him to live!

If there is no Supreme in person, as long as Qiye is willing to be with her, she may rebel on the spot.

Hearing Yan Mei's soliloquy, Xia Lian'er, the Saintess of the White Lotus, felt cold in her heart.

As the largest businessman in the Demon Sect, Bai Lian's lineage, the most outstanding skill of her saintess is actually her calculations.

Since she was a child, she has been considered unparalleled.

Competitors in the same vein were plotted to death one by one by her. Of course, her own kung fu is not weak.

Four taels to move a thousand catties, first of all, you must have the strength of four taels.

Her martial arts is not considered the strongest among her peers, but she can still be called a genius.

Only in this way can she be appreciated by Holy Master Bailian and be accepted as a disciple by him.

She counted all Qiye's bargaining chips, and it was impossible for him to turn the tables, but he just missed himself.

This person is really terrifying.

Obviously at this moment, he is still at a huge disadvantage, but at the same time, she suddenly felt inexplicably that this person would survive.

And will survive standing.

After all, among the people present, which one would dare to draw a sword at the supreme being?

All of this is very long, but it happened almost at the same time, so the moment Qiye opened his eyes, Wuji Supreme followed him:

"This seat wants you to die!!!"

He still kept the previous smile on his face, but at the moment it was full of anger, so that his face became distorted and terrifying.

then

puff!

Wuji Supreme spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face paled instantly.

Being distracted and destroyed is also a great harm to him, and he will lose part of his strength forever.

His martial arts primordial world will never be complete again, an ugly crack will remain in his world forever, and every touch will make his primordial howl.

This is the danger of distraction.

A distraction can almost suppress any great master, if there is no restraint, it will be too terrifying.

Otherwise, a mythical warrior only needs to keep splitting his soul to rule the world.

"Who is he?!"

Wuji Supreme's eyes froze, and when he opened his cuffs, he saw the situation change accordingly, huge palm prints condensed and formed, and a palm like a sky net was suppressed.

Big Luo Tiandou!

And in this palm, the most terrifying thing is not the turbulent palm force like a mountain, but the ubiquitous suppression of heaven and earth that follows it.

As a mythical warrior, Wuji Supreme himself has been able to use the power of heaven and earth to execute punishment on behalf of heaven.

This is also something he can't do when he is distracted.

Faced with Wuji Supreme's powerful palm, Qiye had no joy or sorrow, and stood with his sword.

Clang!

Draw the sword and cut the sky!

The sharp sword light is dazzling, and the extremely sharp light cuts through the void and destroys the world.

The ubiquitous heaven and earth were directly broken by this sword.

Draw the sword and cut the sky, draw the sword first, and cut the sky behind, the first in killing demons.

This sword is not only swordsmanship, but also the method of cutting the sky.

This day is the day of heaven.

Mythical warriors can borrow the power of heaven and earth, and the technique of drawing the sword and cutting the sky is to cut off this help. This is a move against mythology.

Qiye had slashed this sword many times before.

Half of his reputation is created by this sword.