Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology

Endless killings are condensed on the Baiqi Blood Sword.

The sound of the sword turned into the lamentation of death.

He gathered his will frantically, and the hell blood and earth he condensed became more and more real, and even had the initial power of the Holy Ancestor.

The power gathered in this way was too terrifying, and even Wutu Qianshui felt overwhelmingly suppressed by the brutal will to kill.

He seemed to see his own death coming.

Staring at Bai Qi.

The blood formed a blood giant behind him.

"You must not die here!"

Wutu Qianshui was fierce and ferocious. He charged up and pushed with his palms. Two dark beams of light struck the blood giant.

But the blood power that came back swallowed up the dark brilliance.

Wutu Qianshui roared angrily and slapped the blood giant with one palm. What he couldn't accept was that his crazy blow failed to shake the blood giant.

Bai Qi's ultimate killing move was formed.

"Destroy the sky, destroy the earth, and slaughter the saints!"

Bai Qi's sword almost drained all the strength from his body, locking onto Wutu Qianshui, millions of miles of time and space instantly shattered, and he fell into a wave of destruction.

Wutu Qianshui felt the oppression of destruction.

Knowing that this is Bai Qi's strongest attack, he can only launch this attack once.

He can survive if he blocks it.

If you can't stop it, your whole body will become empty.

"Fight!"

Utu Qianshui also released all his power.

Survive in desperate situations.

At critical moments, he was also cruel to himself.

In an instant, his body swelled up, and he suddenly gathered his strongest destructive power.

Wutu Qianshui used the most powerful secret method, opened his hands to form a seal, and formed one world of light groups after another, and these brilliance merged in an instant to form a larger light group.

"Heaven and earth and all realms!"

Wutu Qianshui was like pushing a huge ball of light, hitting Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was too indifferent.

He knew the destructive and violent power contained in the light group, but he also knew that if he wanted to become the Holy Ancestor as quickly as possible, he must kill Wutu Qianshui and sacrifice it.

He slashed the air with his sword and penetrated into the light group.

The sword that destroys heaven and earth, destroys all saints.

Boom! The two forces fought together in the most ferocious manner, representing the most peak confrontation in the world.

Countless layers of time and space were destroyed, and the doomsday-like scene turned into chaotic ruins.

Viewed from a distance, the place where the two met was in absolute ruin.

When the storm dissipated, the two men appeared in the public eye again.

Bai Qi slashed Wutu Qianshui's neck with his sword.

The power of destruction and killing raged instantly.

Wutu Qianshui's whole body was like a deflated rubber ball. He immediately saw that his head was chopped off, and his whole body was broken into pieces and exploded into pieces.

"How could I have died here!"

Wutu Qianshui's head made a sound of unwillingness.

The Saint Ancestor was going to die in the hands of the Holy One.

Bai Qi raised his hand, and suddenly a hand of hell stretched out from the door of hell, grabbing Wutu Qianshui's remains into the door of hell.

Buried in hell forever!

Utu Qianshui is finished.

After Bai Qi finished, his face was extremely pale, he came down and inserted the Killing God Sword into the ground to support his body.

Forcibly beheading the Holy Ancestor drained all Bai Qi's strength, leaving him extremely weak and unable to even stand.

But being able to kill the Holy Ancestor without dying, even when he was weak, was enough to prove Bai Qi's ferocity.

Da Gan Killing God, the most ferocious character!

And he couldn't fall.

Heavy troops surrounded Bai Qi to protect the general.

Shocking.

Bai Qi made a mythical achievement.

Create myths.

Not only His Majesty can create, everyone in the empire is creating.

When Tuoba Han saw Wu Tu Qianshui dying in Bai Qi's hands, he cursed trash in his heart and his eyes were split.

Utu Qianshui is dead, and it will be his turn next.

Facing Luban, the gap in combat power between the two was too big.

"Heavenly Hammer!"

Lu Ban swung his heavy hammer and hit Tuoba Han with the hammer.

A phantom supporting the sky and the earth appeared, accompanied by his hammering skills, aiming to blast his way to dominance.

Tuoba Han tried to escape from Lu Ban countless times, but unfortunately he couldn't escape.

The Shifang Melting Sky Formation suddenly shrank, only controlling a ten-mile radius.

Seeing ten giant pillars sealing off the battlefield, Tuoba Han was filled with sadness. He had been practicing smoothly since he was a child. He had seen the greatest Barbarian Ancestor many times and wanted to follow in the footsteps of the Barbarian Ancestor.

But today I am going to die here.

Such a miserable death.

Luban doesn't care what he thinks.

Under the sparks of the heavy hammer, a hammer hit Tuoba Han's chest, causing Tuoba Han to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Send you to death!"

In the battlefield, the flames were raging like a furnace.

boom!

Lu Ban's strong power tore through Tuoba Han's defense, and in an instant he waved his hand and fire dragons surrounded Tuoba Han, refining him like a weapon.

This method of death is extremely cruel, watching oneself being refined bit by bit and die.

Tuoba Han was still struggling. The severe pain made him almost lose his mind, and he felt that all his strength was passing away little by little.

Extreme feeling of weakness abounds.

"die!"

Lu Ban hit Tuoba Han on the head with a hammer.

Suddenly!

Tuoba Han's head exploded like a watermelon, and his entire body was torn apart.

Every piece of his flesh was swallowed up by the fire dragons, destroying all life.

The two barbarian saint ancestors are dead.

He paid the heaviest price for his stupid behavior.

And next.

Just continue the killing.

The remaining barbarians roared and roared, and some even knelt on the ground in fear and begged for mercy, but what they received was just a sword from the Daqian soldiers.

Cut off the head cleanly.

Leave no one alive to the barbarians.

After catching, behead directly.

On the bloody battlefield, corpses of barbarians were lying everywhere, in the blood-stained snowy mountains.

"General Bai Qi."

Lu Ban came over and looked at Bai Qi who was holding his sword to steady himself.

This general was so unbelievable that even he was shocked when he went against the enemy and killed the Holy Ancestor.

However, Bai Qi also almost consumed all his origins, and the damage he paid was huge.

"It's okay with me."

Bai Qi insisted.

"After Canghan Snow Ridge is captured, Zhong Jing will come over soon to heal the general's wounds and restore his depleted origin. As long as the general recovers, he can become a saint ancestor."

Lu Ban was also happy for Bai Qi.

The holy ancestor was forged with the blood of barbarians.

Bai Qi has become the Saint Ancestor, and with his peerless killing power, he will become a nightmare for others.

"What to do with these people?"

At this time, some soldiers brought a large number of people, both men and women.