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Wu Ling had an unnatural expression on his face when he heard this.

The taste inside the Gate of Hell is quite bad.

It's the kind of thing that people experience once and don't want to recall again in this life.

Seeing Wu Ling's reaction, Qin Buyi knew what he was thinking.

Wu Ling looked at Qin Buyi and said: "You are very strong and have left a big shadow in my heart, but I will not retreat! I would rather die than retreat!"

Qin Buyi asked curiously: "Why is this?"

Wu Ling said: "This is my belief! You can scare me and frighten me, but I will never retreat!"

For this kind of enemy, Qin Buyi has no other thoughts except admiration.

Although he would sometimes play tricks on his enemies on a whim, he was definitely not in the mood to kill his enemies.

On the contrary, Qin Buyi is more willing to let such a respectable opponent die with dignity...

Perhaps this is the only thing that can be done from the perspective of two blood feuding races.

The hatred between the Chaos Gods and the original inhabitants of the heavens cannot be resolved by Qin Buyi alone.

After such a period of collision, only one of the two races could survive.

When the Wood Spirit clan heard Wu Ling's words, they couldn't help but joked:

"This guy is so stubborn that he refuses to retreat. Doesn't he know that life is far more important than so-called faith?"

"This may be the case for us, because we, the wood spirit clan, are not good at fighting, and we don't like everything about fighting."

"It can be replaced by the Chaos Gods. They themselves are a brave and fighting race. Maybe it is acceptable for us to have different philosophies."

"It's a pity that such a character fell like this, but who allowed him to meet Emperor Qin?"

......

In the blood realm space.

Wu Ling said: "Indigenous people, you can use whatever moves you have!"

"It's not shameful to die by the sword of a strong man like you!"

Qin Buyi said in a very calm voice: "As you wish."

"Killing, Eight Thousand Flows of Blood Sea, Instant Slash!"

A sea of ​​blood instantly appeared with Wu Ling as the center.

Countless long knives emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

These long knives were controlled by Qin Buyi and headed towards Wu Ling.

"Qiang~!" "Qiang~!"

"Qiang~!"...

A long sword appeared out of thin air in Wu Ling's hand, and he kept resisting the long sword's attack.

"Killing, Killing Gods, Shattering Gods, Instant Killing!"

There is a thin line invisible to the naked eye from the blade of the killing blade to the sea of ​​martial spirit consciousness.

"Boom~!"

Wu Ling felt a loud noise explode from his ears.

Then bursts of severe pain continued to be heard in the sea of ​​consciousness...

He looked at his fragmented sea of ​​consciousness with a sad smile on his face.

From the moment he entered the gate of the underworld, he knew that he was definitely no match for the man in front of him.

The other party is in a state of crushing itself in terms of means and other aspects.

It is very difficult to win in the hands of such a character.

It can also be said to be an impossible thing!

"Aboriginal, I still have the last forbidden technique. If you can't kill me before I complete the forbidden technique, there may be some trouble."

"Martial God Technique: The Ultimate Martial God Killing!"

A powerful aura erupted from Wu Ling's body.

The spiritual power in his body surrounds the martial spirits layer by layer.

When Qin Buyi saw this scene, he somewhat understood what the other party was planning to do.

This can be understood as an enlarged version of self-destruction!

This kind of self-destruction is not a big problem for Qin Buyi with the god-level chaos clock.

But now that the Wood Spirit clan is watching the battle in the distance, he has to be stronger.

If it were such a passive defense, it would be much less intimidating to the Wood Spirit clan.

What he didn't know was that no matter what the final outcome of this battle would be.

The whole process brought a lot of shock to the Wood Spirit clan.

At this time, the upper echelons of the Wood Spirit clan were a little confused about the moves Wu Ling used:

"This move is not recorded in the intelligence of our Mu Ling clan. Wu Ling has hidden it well over the years."

"Intelligence can only help us obtain the vast majority of information. How can we collect unknown information."

"That seems to be true, but Wu Ling really resisted the beating and is still alive."

"According to the current situation, he is almost dead. It is estimated that it will not be long before we see this first-grade immortal lord fall."...

Qin Buyi's firepower was fully activated in an instant, and he planned to kill Wu Ling completely in the shortest possible time.

"Killing, Silence, Silence, Silence, Death, Instant Slash!"

A huge black hole appeared next to Wu Ling.

The huge suction force instantly sucked Wu Ling inside.

One breath passes... Two breaths pass...

When the fifth one arrives, the black hole suddenly explodes.

Wu Ling's body walked out of it, and the injuries he had just recovered from using the elixir became serious again.

"Pfft~!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Wu Ling's mouth.

"Aboriginal, your move did not interrupt me. From now on, I still have ten breaths for you to kill me."

Qin Buyi said: "Ten breaths is too long, it doesn't take that long."

"Killing, Divine Slaughter, Divine Death, Divine Destruction, Instant Slash, Shadow!"

Qin Buyi disappeared in the blood realm space.

The next second appeared behind Wu Ling.

The sharp killing blade pierced into Wu Ling's body.

"Hey~!"

Wu Ling looked at the huge blood hole in his chest, his expression not changing much.

He already regarded death as home.

Every living being is afraid of death, but there are some like him who are willing to die for their beliefs.

Faith is a very strange thing. It can cheer up living beings, and it can also make living beings fall into despair...

Seeing that Wu Ling was seriously injured and on the verge of death, Qin Buyi decided to use his ultimate move to end everything.

"Killing, massacre, and annihilation...Eight Thousand Flows, Sea of ​​Blood, Gate of Hell!"...

"Zheng~!" "Zheng~!"

"Zheng~!"...

The sound of the killing blade echoed through the entire Blood Realm space.

Qin Buyi's negative aura was enough to make the Enlightenment Fairyland and even the Tianming Dao Realm despair.

This negative aura fell on Wu Ling, and he suddenly laughed: "I thought I had killed enough in my life, but compared to you, I found that I am insignificant."

"I can't imagine how many creatures it would take to kill such a strong negative aura to condense it."

Qin Buyi said: "There are still many things you can't imagine. It's a pity that your life has ended here."

Wu Ling whispered: "There are still many beautiful things in this world that I have not seen. I am really unwilling to..."

Chains representing order and rules are interspersed on Wu Ling's body.

The scream came from its throat again.

Soon, Wu Ling's body disappeared completely along with the chains.

The Wood Spirit clan who saw this scene from a distance felt cold all over and their scalps were numb.

To be honest, from the beginning of the war until now, they basically recognized Qin Buyi's magical power at the beginning.

They were confused about all the subsequent methods.

As an outsider and a bystander who cannot understand his methods, one can imagine the psychological pressure Wu Ling endured in this battle.