Stunning beauty

Li's backyard.

In the chapter of Haoran, the Supreme God's Art of Refining the Gods appeared for the first time in the world, and its terrifying power directly devoured the body of the God of Misfortune.

In a shocking scene, on the Taiyi sword, white flames surged, endless and boundless.

As strong as a god, it was difficult to stop the erosion of the white flame, and he roared in pain.

"Who are you, who are you, how can you be too good at the martial arts of the God-refining chapter!"

Yaqi God of Disaster roared frantically, feeling that death was so near for the first time.

During the battle, Hua Fengdu and the others saw the burning flames on the body of the God of Misfortune, and their expressions also changed.

This power is not like the power of the world.

very scary!

In the void, the head of the God of Misfortune soared into the sky, not daring to fight anymore, eager to escape.

"Too Yi, raise your sword!"

Down below, Bai Wangyu suppressed the backlash in his body, let out a deep drink, and activated the Taiyi Sword, beheading the last will of the God of Misfortune.

"Spare my life!"

In the void, the God of Misfortune was startled, and shouted anxiously, "I, I can help you restore your lifespan!"

Outside the formation, when Li Ziye heard the words of Baqi God of Misfortune, his face suddenly became anxious, and he shouted, "Old Bai, don't kill him!"

"Seeking skin from a tiger is not worth it!"

In the big formation, Bai Wangyu said something calmly, and pointed at the sword, Taiyi soared into the sky.

"Forgive... life!"

In the void, the head of God of Misfortune was extremely terrified, but before he had time to beg for mercy, he saw Taiyi sword flying past, piercing straight into the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, white flames surged, burning the soul of the god.

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded, and in the flames of burning gods, the consciousness of the God of Disaster quickly dissipated, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

this moment.

In the surrounding heaven and earth, the Four Elephant Conferred God Formation shattered and dissipated invisible.

The battle of killing the gods finally came before the last moment, and it was narrowly successful.

"Lucky enough to live up to the mission."

Bai Wangyu staggered, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight down.

"little Red Riding Hood."

Outside the formation, Li Ziye immediately rushed forward and supported the former.

"I am fine."

Bai Wangyu barely stabilized his figure, his face was pale, and he said extremely weakly, "It's just that I'm a little bit out of strength."

Inside the backyard.

Huafengdu, Banbianyue and the others looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

They knew that the great righteousness of the Confucian school can restrain the power of evil, but no one thought that this great disciple of the Confucian school could do it to such a degree.

"Terrible young man."

Hua Feng even recovered from the shock and said with emotion.

This Little Red Riding Hood is only at the late stage of the third realm, and has not even stepped into the fourth realm, so she has such terrifying combat power. Confucianism is worthy of being the number one religion in the world. so perverted.

Thinking of this, Hua Feng subconsciously glanced at his young master again, and then silently withdrew his gaze.

Forget it, don't compare.

"Sister Qin, what is the Supreme Alchemy Art?"

Ban Bian Yue also withdrew from the shock and asked puzzledly.

Why has she never heard of this martial art.

"Taishang Shenshenjue, the legendary martial art of killing gods."

At the side, Qin Grace said in a deep voice, "I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect this kind of martial arts to really exist."

"Confucianism is unfathomable."

Li Qingzhi stepped forward, reached out to take the Baqi mirror, and said, "Or, that Confucian leader is unfathomable."

Since this Confucian disciple can use the Supreme Refining Art, it means that Confucius, the head of Confucianism, must also be able to use it.

The leader of contemporary Confucianism, I am afraid that he really has the ability to kill gods.

"It's a good thing."

Qin Aina said calmly, "The head of Confucianism represents checks and balances, and his strength symbolizes the strength of the Confucian school. As long as the head of Confucianism is still there, the world will not be chaotic."

"I'm afraid he won't live long."

Li Qingzhi raised his hand, his true energy was surging, and he sank into the Baqi mirror, purifying the remaining power of the God of Misfortune with Taoist secret techniques.

He only needs the power of the God of Misfortune, as for the will of the God of Misfortune, it must be erased, otherwise, it will cause serious trouble.

This is why they want to kill God.

"The head of Confucianism has lived for a thousand years. In a short time, nothing will happen." Qin Grace said seriously.

"Hopefully."

Li Qingzhi replied lightly, without further words.

A person who is innocent is guilty of a crime, this principle couldn't be simpler.

If the Confucian leader is alive, he can still deter some people with ulterior motives, but if the Confucian leader is dead, the Confucian school may be in chaos.

Martial arts such as the Taishang Refining God Art are not something ordinary people can hold on to.

Even five realms.

Martial arts that can pose a threat to the gods are not only people who want to snatch them.

"Little brother."

After completely erasing the God of Disaster's will, Li Qingzhi turned to look at the younger brother beside him, and said calmly, "Get ready, I'm going to break your pulse."

Li Ziye was stunned, and said worriedly, "Second brother, don't you guys take a break?"

"Need not."

Li Qingzhi said lightly, "The sooner you break your veins, the sooner you can step into the third realm, there is only one year left before the decisive battle between you and Huo Lin'er. If you lose, the Li family will have to kill you." To become a joke in the eyes of the world, our Li family cannot afford to lose this person."

Li Ziye was taken aback when he heard that.

Lao Li and the others probably wouldn't care about this.

Thinking of this, Li Ziye looked at his elder brother and opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Forget it, although Lao Li doesn't care, but the second brother does, he'd better not play dead.

"I'm going to prepare!"

Li Ziye said something, and then walked back to the room supporting the seriously injured Little Red Riding Hood.

"Sword Immortal, help to the end?"

In the courtyard, Li Qingzhi turned around and asked.

"Ah."

Qin Grace nodded in response.

"Old White."

In the room, Li Ziye helped Little Red Riding Hood onto the bed, and immediately poured out a handful of pills and stuffed them over, complaining, "Why didn't you spare that God of Misfortune, we can ask him how to extend his life first, Then kill him."

Little Red Riding Hood only has ten years left in his lifespan. He has been trying to help Little Red Riding Hood find a way to restore his lifespan, but he has found nothing.

In this world, there are many great medicines that can prolong life, but those are only for ordinary people.

A martial artist, especially a martial arts expert like Little Red Riding Hood, if he wants to prolong his life, he must at least have a medicine king or even a god.

"If the tiger returns to the mountain, there will be endless troubles."

Sitting on the bed, Bai Wangyu said with a weak expression, "You can find the way to extend your life slowly, don't rush it at this moment, you will always find it."

"If only it were this easy."

Li Ziye continued to complain endlessly, "Next time, I'll say next time, if something like this happens again, you must listen to me."

"it is good."

Bai Wangyu forced a smile on his face, and replied.

"You rest, I will prepare the big medicine for breaking the pulse."

Li Ziye gave a warning, and was about to walk out of the room. After taking two steps, he stopped again, turned around and asked, "The trick you used just now is so cool, can you teach me?"

"No."

Bai Wangyu shook his head lightly, and rarely refused, "Brother Li, don't learn this method."

"mean."

Li Ziye muttered something, but didn't pay much attention, and turned to leave.

Not long after Li Ziye left, Bai Wangyu, who was about to take a rest, suddenly had a splitting headache and his body trembled violently.

"Uh!"

Amidst the painful muffled groan, blood dripped from the corner of Bai Wangyu's mouth, staining the bed red.

Too high to refine gods, taboo chapters, so powerful that even gods can be hurt, how can a mortal body bear it.