Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

"I remembered." Qi Sui said with a smile.

The young man stared straight ahead, ignoring the scars on his body. The blood from the corners of his lips dropped and soaked into the collar on his chest.

His smile was also sad and miserable, and his eyes were full of despair.

"That's what you were like back then... The gods worked together to drive my soul to pieces, leaving me unable to rest for more than 20,000 years. They didn't even acknowledge my original achievements and just regarded me as a traitor."

"It was also your hypocrisy that fell into the devil's trap and made me become a demon."

"But you put all the blame on me, making everyone in the world hate me. You made everyone look down on me and fear me like a snake or scorpion."

"It's also you—"

The voice suddenly fell, and the powerful power lingering all over his body instantly sent out waves of impact. The gods who had just been surrounded were thrown into the air, and they all fell to the ground and vomited strong blood.

"Deny everything about me and try every possible means to kill me."

"All living beings think that gods are compassionate and selfless. They are noble and upright, and they only consider the common people. But what are the gods I know like..."

"You are selfish, stupid, narrow-minded, and greedy. For your own selfish reasons, you have trapped me in injustice, and you have trapped the common people in unkindness!"

"I love all living beings, and I love the divine world even more. I am worthy of myself, and I am worthy of you!"

The God Emperor's expression suddenly changed. He saw the young man getting closer and closer to him. All the other gods were seriously injured, but he was the only one who was unharmed.

Realizing that something was wrong, the God Emperor had a stern look on his face and was always on guard, "Qisui, what do you mean? Do you want to strangle the gods again and repeat the tragedy of the past!"

"No, of course not. Why would I kill a bunch of lackeys?"

Qi Sui was still smiling, with the Qingyun sword in his hand smeared with his master's blood, showing his bloodlust.

He pulled out the scabbard, but the cold blade was now lifeless.

The God Emperor loosened his clenched fists slightly and smiled, "Qisui, stop struggling. Qingyun Sword already disowned you when you fell into the devil."

"I will not take your life. I will lock you up and keep you under watch. It will be good for both of us, right? If you love the God Realm, then you must consider the God Realm and devote yourself to the God Realm. Isn't it?"

"is it?"

Qi Sui raised his eyes to look at him, a dark red light flashed in his eyes, "What about you? Do you love the God Realm? As the God Emperor, do you love the God Realm? Do you love the common people?"

The God Emperor once again focused his attention on the Qingyun Sword in the young man's hand, and was about to reply.

Qi Sui suddenly reached out and grabbed Qing Yun's sword with one hand.

The uncovered palm moved from top to bottom, and for a moment, it seemed that the sound of flesh and blood was heard!

"Qingyun!"

Like an irresistible command, the sword shook instantly.

The divine sword, which had been dormant for more than 20,000 years, was revived again.

The God Emperor watched helplessly as the sword that was clean just now was instantly stained with blood, but the young man seemed to feel no pain, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

The God Emperor's usually calm face finally showed some fluctuations.

At the moment when the black shadow attacked, danger loomed, and he used his divine power to build an indestructible wall, blocking the murderous sword!

The entire temple was crumbling, and the gods looked at this scene in panic.

The darkness in Qi Sui's eyes was obvious. Qing Yun's sword struck the protective cover, and an imperceptible crack appeared.

"Since you love the God Realm and you love the common people, then you have to give them an explanation!"

"It was you who led them to make the decision to lead me to become a demon, and it was you who led the people to betray me. Now it's still you who wants my life!"

"When the tree falls, the hozens scatter. Without you, how dare they be rude to me!"

With a roar of anger, in just a moment, Qing Yun's sword cut through the barrier and completely shot down the stubborn god!

The power to shatter the heart is almost terrifying.

With a loud roar, the God Emperor smashed into the seat behind him, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, soaking the white carpet on the ground.

He wanted to resist again.

Then the next second, the weight suddenly pressed down on the chest!

Qi Sui thrust his sword into his heart!

The God Emperor's eyes widened in horror, and when he faced those eyes filled with endless hatred, his lips moved, but he didn't make any real sound.

The blood on Qing Yun's sword flowed downwards and merged into his body.

He could hardly tell whether it was Qisui's blood or his own.

"God Emperor, you have been looking at this Light Yun Sword hanging in the temple for 20,000 to 30,000 years, but have you ever thought that one day, it would kill you."

Qi Sui's voice suddenly became softer and his laughter was harsh.

"I don't want to either. You can obviously give me some love and let me go, so why do you want to keep me?"

"you you……"

The God Emperor was mute and clearly felt that all the essence in his body was flowing out. He would watch his own death with his own eyes!

Qi Sui: "This sword repays the kindness of the gods for raising me."

As the sound fell, Qing Yun's sword was pulled out from his body.

The moment the God Emperor was relieved, the sword pierced his body again!

Qi Sui: "This sword cultivates feelings in the divine world."

The sword is drawn again and dropped again!

The essence was dissipating faster and faster, and the injured gods could only look up at His Highness, praying for Sui's cruelty to the God Emperor.

The color of blood stung their pupils.

No one dares to stop it!

"This sword will pay for the slander of the God Realm!"

"This sword is responsible for the betrayal of the God Realm!"

"This sword will soothe the pain of my soul being scattered!"

"This sword will give an explanation to all the people in the world!"

"And this sword——"

Qi Sui suddenly paused. The ten steps were already covered with blood, which was shocking.

But the once aloof God Emperor on the chair now seemed to be on the verge of death. With the cruelty of the sword, he no longer had any life at all!

Looking at his appearance, Qi Sui looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter spreading crazily throughout the temple.

Qingyun's sword fell with more force and hatred than every previous sword. With the humiliation and unwillingness he had suffered, it pierced the heart of the culprit directly!

"With this sword, I have severed all ties with the God Realm. From now on, the disputes in the God Realm have nothing to do with me anymore. I don't owe you, and you don't owe me."

Blood spattered and accidentally hit the young man's face.

He ignored it.

Qing Yun raised his sword, and the God Emperor on the seat became a dead man.

"Dead, he's dead. Haha, he's dead!"

Qi Sui turned around.

The gods standing at the highest point of the temple looked down at him with expressions of extreme fear. No one dared to stand up and accuse him.

He stepped down the ten steps and walked to the next step.

With every step they took, their fear grew more intense.

The tip of the sword was dripping with blood, and a terrifying line of blood stretched from the temple, carrying countless hatreds and completely strangling their throats.

"Everyone."

"Goodbye."

Qi Sui was still laughing, but did not move any further towards them. It was not until the laughter disappeared in the Shangqing Temple that everyone suddenly came back to their senses.

"The God Emperor is gone, the God Emperor is gone..."

"Qisui killed him, Qisui, it was Qisui!!"

"He will come to take revenge on us, he will definitely come to take revenge on us!"

——The world of gods is in chaos.

-

Qi Sui was injured, seriously.

The potential of the battle in the God Realm was unleashed to the maximum, almost exhausting all his strength. He could feel that the mountains were breaking apart faster and faster, and he could not hold on for much longer.

Logically speaking, he should find a place for himself to heal at this time.

The best way is to go to Chu Ci and ask him to help you.

But Qisui didn't want to go back.

He didn't want him to see his embarrassment.

Chu Ci felt pain, and so did he.