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Chapter 352 Ten Deaths Without Life ([-])

"If this world is like this, if I can't save it, then kill, until I am strong enough, until all the enemies disappear, until... the world is normal!"

Jiujie and Zhou Wendao have become one, the appearance is still Jiujie's appearance, half of the flying long hair is red and half white, and the same is true for the eyes, the left hand holds a black and white Dao sword, and the right hand is slanting a long halberd across mountains and rivers, and his strength has increased exponentially .

Breaking free from the suppression of the Demon Ancestor's aura, he put away the cracked Mount Buzhou, filled his body with anger like bursting magma, roared and swung the black and white Taoist sword and mountain and river halberd towards the falling golden giant sword.

A huge wave of spiritual energy erupted from the sky and swept all around. The young man called the Demon Ancestor remained motionless, and the wave dissipated automatically three miles in front of him.

The black and white Taoist swords and mountain halberds emitted dazzling light to confront the golden giant sword.

As if fighting against the sky, Jiu Jie felt a strong sense of oppression from the depths of his soul, his skin was chapped, and the golden bones in his body made a frightening sound of cracking.

After only three breaths of head-on confrontation, Jiu Jie's body exploded with a bang, and flesh and blood flew out.

But there is still a group of red and white humanoid spirits in place, manipulating the black and white dao sword and the mountain and river halberd against the golden giant sword.

Flesh and bones condensed again, and the hatred in Jiu Jie's eyes became more intense.

This time, after persisting for five breaths, Jiu Jie's body couldn't bear it again and exploded into blood mist.

It condensed again, and then burst again. The body was constantly reorganized and destroyed. The only thing that existed was the spirit body mixed with red and white light.

The perception of the spirit body is still clear, even hundreds of times more sensitive than the physical body. The pain of being exploded into a cloud of blood mist and then constantly reorganized is far more painful than peeling off the flesh and skin from the body.

Jiujie's spirit body was silently trembling, crying, trembling, and crazy.

A trace of gray and chaotic aura emerged from Jiujie's spirit body, and the red and white spirit body gradually tended to merge.

"This is... the holy power?" Seeing the astonishment in the eyes of the demon ancestor in the distance, he swiped the god-killing spear with the black dragon coiled in his hand forward without hesitation.

A terrifying black gun light came in an instant, and landed on Jiu Jie's spiritual body. Jiu Jie's spiritual body trembled violently, the red and white rays of light collapsed, and the spiritual body shrunk, but the gray light in it became more and more solid , a trace of destruction belonging to the demon ancestor remained in the spirit body.

"Om—" The golden giant sword split into two, and one flew towards the Demon Ancestor.

"I encountered such an interesting idea as soon as I arrived in Lingxuan. Is the Mad Saint really still alive?" Demon Ancestor showed a smile on his lips. There was no fluctuation in his eyes. He looked at the golden giant sword and said softly:
"You slashed the Heaven-Sealing Barrier yourself, why didn't you enter the Seven Immortals' Realm?"

With a soft sound, the God-killing Spear and the golden giant sword collided together, and a large number of space cracks immediately appeared around them.

A huge golden-armored immortal phantom appeared behind the golden giant sword. His eyes were shining with golden light, and his long hair was flying. Holding the golden giant sword, he roared silently and slashed towards the demon ancestor. Wherever he passed, the space was completely shattered, violently The huge suction generated by the void turbulence.

The Demon Ancestor sneered, the turbulent flow of the void had no effect on him, he waved his God-killing Spear, and with a random pick, he picked up the golden giant sword that had been chopped off, and thrust out with one spear, like a demon dragon crossing the sea, domineering and awe-inspiring, smashing the golden fairy Pierce the phantom.

"Liang Feiyu, the Golden Armor Immortal General of Tianxuan Immortal Realm, Mohan, the Lord of my Demon Realm, grants you the dissipation of the immortal soul."

With a twist of the god-killing spear, the golden fairy trembled the phantom, turning it into golden light and dissipating in the sky and the earth.

The two golden fairy swords also trembled and began to shatter.

The gray spirit body of Jiujie, who was extremely weak due to trauma, began to fall into a state of unconsciousness, but in the deepest part of his soul, the anger and murderous intent engraved in his heart never dissipated. It was a will to destroy the world and destroy the world.

Opening his eyes again, Jiu Jie's eyes were gray and devoid of any emotion.

Just as the physical body was about to condense, it was destroyed by the destructive imprint left in the spirit body. The imprint was rapidly devouring Jiujie's spirit body, but Jiujie's spirit body was also devouring the Demon Ancestor's imprint.

A gray seed grows rapidly, and grows into the Nether Bana Flower. The black and white Dao sword dissipates and turns into pure black and white qi and merges with the Nether Bana Flower.

The mountain and river halberd shattered into the power of the world, gathered the power of faith in the small world, and merged with the Nether Bana flower.

The small world in the system vibrated, and the ghosts who were hatching and cultivating pet eggs and the millions of Taoist boys who were cultivating all looked up.

Jiujie integrates the consciousness of Netherworld Flower with the small world of the system. He wants to completely refine the system into a magic weapon, a magic weapon that contains everything about him.

The shattered Buzhou Mountain flew out, turned into black air and flew into the Nether Bana Flower, and a phantom of Buzhou Mountain suddenly appeared in the small world of the system, and it continued to solidify.

The dragon soul blood-drinking sword flew out and collapsed and dissipated into a little red light. The golden dragon soul howled and was absorbed into the Nether Bana Flower. Suddenly, a blood-red blue dragon phantom and a golden dragon egg appeared in the small world of the system.

The dragon taming whip was broken inch by inch, and it also turned into a mysterious breath and merged into the Nether Bana Flower. Suddenly, a black galaxy appeared in the sky in the small world, locking the sky.

Heaven and Earth Righteousness, Buddha Qi, Immortal Qi, Devil Qi, Yin Power, Purple Gold Thunder Fire, Yin and Yang Qi, all the power possessed by the Nine Precepts have been refined into Nether Bana Flowers, the small world is rapidly changing and growing, and the Nether Bana Flowers are everywhere Blooming in a small world.

The Nether Bana Flower contains a small world, and the Nether Bana Flower grows in the small world.

The Nether Bana Flower changed rapidly, turning into a gray light the size of a grain of rice, which penetrated into Jiu Jie's spiritual body.

A mighty aura erupted from the spirit body of Jiujie, and all the demonic ants and demonic bats below seemed to be immobilized.

Then they exploded into clouds of black blood mist, and were completely destroyed in an instant.

At this moment, Jiujie is devouring and fighting against the mark of the demon ancestor, unable to condense his body, and can only exist in the form of a spirit body.

Even if the general soul dies, the immortal soul will be affected by various auras in the world, and slowly dissipate between the heaven and the earth, born in the heaven and earth, and return to the heaven and earth.

But at this moment, the spirit body of Jiu Jie is an extremely special existence. He coexists with the Nether Bana Flower, he coexists with the small world, and his soul body contains the most terrifying will to destroy. Holy power evolution.

Holy power, that is the name that represents the ultimate power, and it is also an existence that the seven immortal worlds, even the Buddha world and the demon world fear.

The mad saint killed tens of thousands of years ago and blood flowed from all walks of life. The immortal king fell, the immortal world collapsed, countless immortal immortals turned into withered bones, the demons wailed, and the Buddhist world was devastated, just for his own ambition of becoming a saint.

In the end, the mad saint was unable to control his will, good thoughts and evil thoughts were intertwined, and the holy heart was at war with his original heart. He seriously injured himself, allowing the immortal world to have room to fight back.

(End of this chapter)