Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Even a person with a strong mind would be shocked when he looked up and saw this scene.

Wen Er cursed inwardly twice.

This goddess who was almost free from emotions and love made her heart move.

Desireless, powerful and vicious.

Unfortunately, this world is bound to be full of regrets, and she is not destined to talk about everything.

The power of hundreds and thousands of people gathered on the huge lightsaber, but the woman standing in the golden light just raised her hand and made their efforts seem useless.

A sudden sense of frustration spread throughout everyone's heart.

The world is silent and time seems to stop at this moment.

Until another figure appeared.

The light from Qiongshan Mountain illuminated almost half of the sky, and the long sword was also shining.

Therefore, when the black figure appeared in the light and shadow stepping on the God-Slaying Sword wrapped in mist, it was particularly obvious.

The vast light is like the Milky Way in the sky.

"For the sake of power, you don't regret being a puppet?"

Ning Xiyuan spoke.

She looked at Ning Jin, suppressed the smile on her face, and asked in a deep voice.

In the silence, Ning Xiyuan's voice clearly reached Ning Jin's ears.

Ning Jin: “…”

Being a puppet?

Who would be willing to be someone else's puppet? But this is the fastest way to gain powerful strength.

One day, as long as you are strong enough, you will be able to break free.

She would kill anyone who tried to control her.

She didn't have the chance to speak because she no longer had control of her body.

Ning Jin felt himself opening his mouth and speaking.

"I admire you, Ning Xiyuan."

"Stop messing around. It's not too late to surrender to me now."

It was Ning Jin's voice, but with a completely different accent.

People who have been in high positions for a long time are lazy and arrogant. They treat the current situation as a minor incident and ignore it.

Ning Xiyuan sneered: "You sound like a father, are you a eunuch and can't have children yourself?"

This tone.

It's so annoying.

Ning Jin: “…”

Her killing intent paused for a moment because she felt the fluctuation of that power in her body.

So she opened her mouth again: "Hehe..."

He laughed twice and said in an indulgent tone: "I have always been lenient towards my heirs, Ning Xiyuan, I will give you some time."

Ning Xiyuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Then I'll give you two swords, do you want it?"

Ning Xiyuan stopped talking nonsense. She clenched the God-Slaying Sword in her hand, but there was a hint of seriousness in her eyes.

God...power.

But not God.

It is a projection of God.

Whatever it is, anyway——

Neuropathy.

Even crazier than Yan Qi'an.

Ning Xiyuan's God-Slaying Sword emitted a buzzing sound, because of the master's determination, it was fearless.

Ning Jin’s cultivation level is only at the Nascent Soul stage.

The power around you comes from the way of heaven and the laws of heaven and earth.

Although he didn't know what the way was, Ning Xiyuan was not afraid.

She passed through the golden barrier with ease.

"clang!"

"Clang!"

There were a few crisp sounds, which were the sounds of weapons colliding.

Ning Xiyuan seemed oblivious to the power projected from Ning Jin.

The Sword of God Slaying burst out with tremendous power, and faced with even more powerful enemies, it began to tremble with excitement.

"Ning Jin" had no choice but to raise his sword to meet the attack.

There was a hint of surprise on her face, and she was a little unprepared for Ning Xiyuan's unhindered approach.

Ning Xiyuan...

Who is he?

He is clearly not a man of luck and is not favored by heaven.

Why is it so unrestrained?

Because Ning Jin withdrew, the giant sword in the air was pressed down a little bit.

"Ning Jin" had to deal with Ning Xiyuan while paying attention to raising his sword.

Both sides were busy at the same time, making the "goddess" who had just been eye-catching and noble seem to be in a state of panic.

"Ning Jin" lowered his eyes, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

You underestimated Ning Xiyuan.

The woman let out a low laugh, and a golden light bloomed from between her brows.

Strong and invincible.

"boom!"

Wherever the golden light touched, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.

Everything it touches dissipates into the air.

This is the wrath from the gods, and it deserves to be filled with corpses floating everywhere and rivers of blood.

Ning Xiyuan frowned.

Divine power.

Appeared in this shabby lower spirit world.

It still has a vaguely familiar feel, but there is no impression of it at all.

The wailing sounds once again filled Linxian City.

Ning Xiyuan raised the sword and held the golden light in front of him, and his wrist began to tremble.

Such power is hard to resist.

The girl lowered her eyes to hide the irritation surging in them.

This feeling of being powerless is really frustrating.

After a moment, she looked up and gave a bright smile to "Ning Jin".

He waved his hand, and a drop of blood condensed on his fingertips, emitting a faint golden light.

Very fast.

The drop of bright red blood penetrated the golden light and sank into Ning Jin's brow.

"Shh!"

The golden light disappeared quickly, as if it had never appeared.

So those who were standing on the ground were like fish returning to the water, breathing heavily.

The intense feeling of suffocation just now almost drowned them.

As a result, the shining white light from Qiongshan also disappeared.

In this world, the only thing that was still shining was the huge lightsaber that was slashing towards the Thousand-Layered Pagoda.

It embodies the expectations and strength of countless people.

Just now, the top of the tower had been split open.

"Ning Jin" was stunned. Ning Xiyuan drew his sword at this time. The long sword was wrapped in a black aura and pierced into the woman's chest.

it is finally over.

After forcing out that drop of blood, the feeling of exhaustion overwhelmed her like a tide.

But it's okay.

Such disgusting aura and power must be destroyed.

The Thousand-Layered Tower lost its protection, and the huge lightsaber chopped down from the top.

With a loud bang, the Thousand-Layered Pagoda that had stood for tens of millions of years was split in half and collapsed.

A gentle male voice sounded from the air, with a smile in the gentleness, but it was a little hypocritical.

"Why bother? Gods cannot die."

"It's just a futile struggle."

Ning Jin felt her life slipping away rapidly, and her chest felt a sharp tearing pain. The evil spirit that had been tempting her and giving her strength had left her body.

Now, the disembodied voices in my ears are evil spirits.

Has it been abandoned because it has no use value?

Ning Xiyuan frowned, his temples felt a little sore, so even the smile on his face was restrained.

In that voice, she heard ridicule, sarcasm, and contempt...

Unable to help but sneer, she looked up at the endless night sky and spoke again: "Then, tell me your name."

God cannot die.

But God will dissipate and perish until not even a trace of Him can be found in the world.

It's so arrogant and conceited, it's really annoying.

Laughter was heard from the void.

Gentle, but extremely sarcastic.

Foolish human beings, what good is it if you know the name of God?

It's all in vain.

Interesting, really interesting human beings.

The voice gradually faded away, but the last words he left were still vaguely discernible.

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