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Jin Chanzi looked at the scene in the Blood Realm space and couldn't help but said: "The donor's attack method is really tyrannical!"

The monkey said proudly: "That's right, you don't even know who the master is!"

Within the blood realm space.

"Killing, massacre, annihilation... Dao killing, demon rebellion, luck in life!"...

After Qin Buyi smashed the obstacles around him, he used thirty times of all-in-one killing sword techniques in an instant.

"Zheng~!" "Zheng~!"

"Zheng~!"...

The blade of the killing blade vibrated slightly, and the sound of the sword echoed throughout the world.

The negative aura pouring out of Qin Buyi even penetrated into the blood space.

Jin Chanzi and Monkey felt this breath and instantly broke out in cold sweat.

Jin Chanzi said: "The negative aura of the donor has improved a lot compared to the previous period!"

The monkey said: "Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on!"

Jin Chanzi: "..."

One thing to say, he really wanted to ask the monkey if he knew what was going on.

Unexpectedly, before these words were spoken, the monkey blocked him.

Both Monkey and Jin Chanzi behaved like this, and the three little demons even fainted to death.

"Boom~!" "Boom~!"

"Boom~!"...

Along with the sound of thunder, thirty huge seven-colored thunderbolts appeared out of thin air above the head of the Eight-phase Saint Son.

The Eight-phase Holy Son was now freed from the double stagnation of time and space. He was confused as he watched the means transformed from his seven heads disappear.

Looking up at the top of his head, the Eight-phase Holy Son was even more confused.

Mengguimeng, the oppression of life and death brought about by this is real!

"fall!"

Qin Buyi controlled thirty huge seven-color thunderbolts, which rained down without giving the Eight-phase Holy Son much time to react.

"Boom~!" "Boom~!"

"Boom~!"...

Thirty huge seven-colored thunderbolts instantly drowned the Eight-phase Saint Son.

"The power of this Heavenly Emperor is beyond my prediction. How could it be possible..."

This was the last thought before the death of the Eight-phase Saint Son.

After the thunder sea slowly dispersed, Qin Buyi looked at one of the space rings and threw it directly into the system mall for recycling.

【Ding!Item value is being calculated...]

[Calculation completed, total value: 200 million super points. 】

"The savings of the eight-phase Saint Son are enough."

Counting these 200 million super points, the balance of super points in the system mall has become 670 million.

Qin Buyi didn't have much to say about the fall of the Eight-Xiang Holy Son.

He sent him to seek death himself. If Qin Buyi could still let the other party survive, it would be a miracle.

After dispersing the blood realm space and his own magical power, Qin Buyi looked at Jin Chanzi and Monkey and said: "The battle is over."

The monkey said: "Thank you Master for coming to the rescue!"

Jin Chanzi said: "Donor, I..."

He wanted to ask about King Peacock, but Jin Chanzi swallowed the words back.

If the matter of King Peacock Ming is asked, both parties will be embarrassed.

The most important thing is that Jin Chanzi suddenly realized that he should not get involved in this matter.

No matter how Qin Buyi obtained the great magical power of five-color divine light, that is the other party's business!

I haven't reached this level yet, so if I forcefully interfere, I won't be able to bear the consequences.

Qin Buyi glanced at Jin Chanzi with a half-smile.

He knew very well what the other party wanted to ask, and now it was a wise move for the other party to suppress the questions in his mind!

After exchanging pleasantries with Jin Chanzi and Monkey, Qin Buyi left.

Jin Chanzi looked at the three younger brothers who had just woken up but were still pretending to be fainted and said: "Stop pretending, the donor has left."

The brown bear, tiger, and bison heard these words and instantly came back to life with full health!

"I'm not even one percent of the incarnation of Lord Heavenly Emperor. He's so powerful!"

"Hey, anyway, I feel that the Emperor of Heaven wants to kill me, just move my little finger!"

"Let's continue on our way with Grandpa Jin Chanzi. It is also a blessing to be able to see the Emperor of Heaven often!"...

Jin Chanzi thought to himself: "Is it happy? Maybe! But every time I see the donor, it is a critical moment of life and death!"

A secret base somewhere in the wild.

Jiutianhuang saw the broken life lamp left by the Eight-phase Holy Son before he left, and instantly understood what had happened.

"I told you I wouldn't let you go, but you had to go...now you're dead!" Jiutianhuang sighed.

Regarding the fall of the Eight-Xiang Holy Son, Jiutianhuang still had some fluctuations in his heart.

In recent years, Baxiang Holy Son, as a standard licking dog, still helped Jiutianhuang a lot.

Although Jiutianhuang doesn't like Baxiang Holy Son, no one would mind licking too many dogs, and she is no exception!

"The news of the death of the Eight-phase Holy Son must be reported to the clan. Let's see how the big shots in the clan deal with it."

Within the Chaos God Clan, the Eight-phase Son's status is still relatively high.

Although it is not as good as Jiutianhuang, it is not too far behind.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have many personal relationships with a saint like Jiutianhuang.

Soon, Jiutianhuang reported the news.

Chaos Protoss Headquarters.

Many powerful Chaos Gods saw the message from Jiutianhuang and fell silent for a moment.

"I didn't expect that the Eight-Xiang Holy Son would actually die. Now we and his grandfather Ba Jue can't explain it! The old guy was seriously injured a few years ago. If he faces this news after he comes out of isolation..."

"Then let him personally deal with the incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, or directly deal with the Emperor of Heaven! Jiutianhuang has made it very clear in the intelligence. She has stopped the Eight-phase Saint Son from not listening to his advice!"

"Alas! Who knows how much strength that old guy Ba Jue can still retain after his foundation is injured? If his strength is average, maybe we don't need to worry about his thoughts!"

"I agree with this. Let's wait until the old guy comes out of seclusion. Let's respond to this news now and order the Holy Son of Qiyang to go and assist Jiutianhuang."

"Whether we let Holy Son Qi Yang assist Jiutian Phoenix, Holy Son Qi Yang is not as impulsive as Holy Son Baxiang, and he is even better at planning! With his assistance, Jiutian Phoenix may also be able to produce some good results."

......

Jiutianhuang received the reply message and murmured: "Let that guy Qiyang Holy Son come to assist me?"

Her impression of Qiyang Shengzi was not very good, as he had a smiling personality.

To put it more directly, he is just an old yin 13!

"I have to find a way to get Holy Son Qiyang to leave me, otherwise the days ahead will not be very pleasant with him around!" Jiutianhuang frowned and whispered.

At this moment, Qin Buyi appeared next to Jiutianhuang and said jokingly: "Jiutianhuang, what trouble have you encountered? Do you need my help?"

Qin Buyi arrived at Jiutianhuang a long time ago.

He already knew what happened to Jiutianhuang. Now that the other party said that he wanted to kill the Holy Son of Qiyang, Qin Buyi naturally showed up.

This is the first step to make Jiutian Phoenix rebel, once this is accomplished.

Jiutianhuang will gradually cooperate with Qin Buyi.