My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity.

"died!"

"The Sikong family, headed by Venerable Tianluo, and the five top Nirvana beings are all dead!!"

"Hiss! One person killed five! In one day, the five top nirvana powers were all killed by the new master of Ziwei, Chen Zhixing!!"

"My God, the five top nirvanas passed away in one day! How long has it been since this scene of death like rain and the sorrow of heaven and earth has appeared?"

"It's terrible! Chen Zhixing is only sixteen years old! How lucky is the heaven to allow him to have such power in the world?"

At this moment, countless people were shocked, staring blankly at the white-haired figure standing with a sword, their heads buzzing.

At the age of sixteen, Chen Zhixing, who had attained the third level of Nirvana, killed five great Nirvana masters, including the Great Perfection of Nirvana!

This kind of feat is simply astonishing, shocking the past and the present!

If everyone hadn't seen it with their own eyes today, they wouldn't have believed it at all!

Among the crowd, there was an old man who just kept pulling on his beard and froze in place, not even noticing that his beard was being pulled off.

"A myth of the world! This, this, this is a true myth of the world! There will never be another one in ancient and modern times!"

The old man trembled and uttered a word.

As for the monks Ziwei and Sikong who had ceased fighting, one's face quickly turned red, and his eyes burst out with overwhelming ecstasy. The other's face instantly turned pale, as if he was mourning for his concubine, and all the energy and energy in his body seemed to be scattered.

"Hahaha, we win! The head of the Third Gong family wins!!"

"Through the heavens and the earth, overthrow all enemies!!"

"Sikong is dead, Ziwei will be here!!"

"Woohoo——! It feels so good! It feels so good!"

"Who else, let me ask, who else?!"

"In the realm of Nirvana, the head of my family will once again create a world-class myth that is unprecedented in ancient and modern times!!"

All the Ziwei monks were shouting excitedly, their eyes filled with excitement that they had never seen before.

The Sikong Family is not only standing on an insurmountable mountain in Huaizhou, but also a behemoth that can make anyone take notice of the entire thirteen states of Dongxuan Territory!

That is truly an established wealthy family that has stood for thousands of years in the Thirteen States of Dongxuan Territory and has been passed down for countless generations!

In front of the Sikong family, the Ziwei and Chen family are just immature and extremely young upstarts.

you could put it that way.

During this period, not even the Ziwei Chen family dared to think that one day they would be able to unseat the Sikong family!

"Help the building before it collapses, turn the tide before it collapses. This battle of the head of the Zhixing family is enough to be recorded in the annals of history, and will be remembered for generations to come on the ancestral monument of my Chen family."

Ming Lao let out a long sigh.

He is very clear.

Today's battle seems to be a great victory. The Ziwei Chen family did not lose many people, but in fact this battle is extremely dangerous. If Chen Zhixing fails to defeat the five great lords, what the Ziwei Chen family will face today is very likely to happen. It’s the night of genocide!

After all, the Ziwei Chen family has too little foundation. In terms of top combat power, it is far behind the Sikong family!

Even though Chen Zhixing had led away the five realms of nirvana alone, they still faced enemies several times their own!

Fortunately, Chen Zhixing finally decided the outcome in one battle, completely establishing the victory of this battle!

Compared with the cheers of the Ziwei Chen family.

The faces of the entire Sikong family were all earth-colored, and the expressions in their pupils were sluggish.

"Failed. How could it be defeated?"

Their faces turned pale, their lips trembled, and they spoke tremblingly.

They seemed unable to believe that all this was true. They were still looking at the sky in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

It wasn't until a long time passed that they looked at each other, and both could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

They no longer dare to imagine what kind of ending awaits them!

No one will resist anymore!

Chen Zhixing's battle completely destroyed all their confidence!

at the same time.

Another place in Huaizhou.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang! !

Several rays of light and shadow collided in the sky, and then quickly separated, scattering on both sides.

Immediately, as if they were telepathic, they simultaneously raised their heads and looked in the direction of the distant Sikong Clan.

Boom boom boom boom!

I saw there, a picture of the sun falling like rain, forming a shocking phenomenon where the heaven and the earth were sad.

"Hahaha, the Sikong family has been defeated!"

Qin Tianzhong's red dragon armor was shattered, he wiped the blood on his face and looked at the seven nirvana realms opposite.

The seven Nirvana realms were all silent, their expressions extremely complicated.

"What? The chief culprit has been killed, do you still want to fight for the Sikong family?"

When Qin Tianzhong saw this, he swung his gun diagonally and let out a heavy cold snort, like a thunderbolt exploding.

"If you want to fight again, I will accompany you to the end! But no wonder the Ziwei Chen family will be liquidated in the future!"

As soon as this was said.

The seven Nirvana states just woke up like a dream, and they all raised their heads and looked at Qin Tianzhong.

"Today's battle. Chen Zhixing solemnly accepted the destiny. It is actually the fault of the Sikong family and the fault of Tianjue Sikong!"

The leader of the force, who was straddling a large tiger with four wings and colorful colors, looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

Immediately, he lowered his head and looked at Qin Tianzhong in the distance, and said:

"Holy Master Qin, I am afraid that the thirteen states of the Dongxuan Territory are really going to change hands. We just hope that Chen Zhixing is not the master of Jie and Zhou, and he is less ambitious and cholera-prone."

Done.

The leader of the force gently pinched the tiger's back with his legs, and the four-winged tiger suddenly let out a loud roar, stepped on the ground, turned into a stream of light, and left quickly.

"Holy Lord Qin, take care!"

"Holy Master Qin, I just hope that your actions today will not regret it in the future! Don't be accused by thousands of people, or spit on by thousands of generations, saying that you are the one who helps the evildoers do evil!"

"Farewell!"

One by one, the master of power left quickly.

Qin Tianzhong's face was expressionless, and he snorted with disdain from his nose.

"I don't know what kind of character my son of God has? Zhixing, this kid, has always been strong when he encounters the strong, and never bullied the weak! Are these idiots still worried that Zhixing will take away their power?"

Shaking his head, Qin Tianzhong turned around and looked at the people from Tianlan Holy Land behind him, with a smile on his face.

"Let's go, the creation of our Tianlan Holy Land is here!"

at the same time.

In a void space that has completely stripped away the Dongxuan Territory.

There is nothingness here, only fragments of void exist, floating here for eternity.

Two ancient figures sat cross-legged on a long river filled with the breath of time, facing each other from a distance.

These two people held an ancient bronze mirror in their palms. The ancient mirror was stained with mottled black blood and had a strong aura.

Another person is holding an ancient crape myrtle lamp with twelve crape myrtle petals blooming.

These two people seemed peaceful and unmoving, but in fact, their spiritual thoughts had already entered the river of time beneath them, and they launched the most violent and terrifying killing in the world!

I do not know how long it has been.

puff!

A trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the ancient figure holding the mirror.