Douluo: I have eight enshrinements, Qian Renxue protector!

At this moment, a powerful force suddenly descended, and the scarlet divine power dispersed in all directions.

As the dust settled, Qian Renxue said happily: "Brother Ji!"

Falling between Qian Renxue and Tang San, the one who ended the battle between the two was none other than Ji Wudao, Ji Wudao who had just become a god.

Qian Renxue said nothing, put away the angel holy sword and ran towards Ji Wudao, came to Ji Wudao and hugged Ji Wudao directly.

Ji Wudao smiled and stroked Qian Renxue's head and said, "Xue'er, I'm here."

One sentence, I am here, is worth thousands of words.

"Brother Ji, you are finally here. You have finally become a god. I almost couldn't defeat Tang San. He lived and died, and with the help of the gods in the divine world, I have been so tired during this time, Brother Ji!" Qian Renxue said crying.

This period of time was definitely the most tiring for her. The Spirit Empire was established and Tang San was resurrected. Everything collided together, making her scalp numb.

Ji Wudao chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will solve it!"

Saying that, Ji Wudao gently pushed Qian Renxue away, looked at Tang San and chuckled: "Tang San, you are really difficult to kill. Life or death, but this time, no one can Keep you!"

As if facing a formidable enemy, Tang San clenched the Shura Divine Sword in his hand and looked at Ji Wudao with hatred: "Ji Wudao, why, why are your lives so good, why are you so powerful, your fate is so unfair!"

Ji Wudao's divine armor reappeared, and a blooming lotus appeared between his eyebrows, the World-Destroying Lotus.

There was also a super god-level sword in his hand, the World-Destroying Sword. The sword was 1.6 meters long, extremely exaggerated in length, and had strange patterns on the sword.

"How unfair is fate? This world is inherently unfair. Your twin martial souls are born with full soul power. It is unfair to those who cannot become soul masters. You can become gods. For those who cannot become gods, even in order to become gods For those who have put in great efforts and are disappointed, it is unfair to them!" Ji Wudao said coldly.

"This world is inherently unfair, there is no fairness at all!"

Saying that, Ji Wudao came directly in front of Tang San. Even before Tang San could react, Ji Wudao's sword had already penetrated Tang San's body, and golden blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground. On the ground, the originally dilapidated earth received the nourishment of the blood of the God King and became full of vitality.

"How is this possible!" Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, completely unable to believe the scene in front of him.

Why is the other party so powerful? Why is it so strong? Obviously, they are both god kings. Why is the other party so powerful? I have no power to resist at all.

What exactly is this for!

Tang San was severely injured, and even the damage caused by the World-Destroying Sword could not be recovered by his divine power.

Ji Wudao pulled out the Destruction Room and kicked Tang San away, causing Tang San to hit the ground heavily.

"Haha. God King, that's all." Ji Wudao said contemptuously.

Tang San?

God King?

Two gods coexisting?

so what!

The divine position he inherited was so powerful, and he had obtained the two supreme powers in this universe. Tang San was like a baby in front of him, and he was just showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong.

Tang San stood up tremblingly, forcing himself to stand up. He could feel the divine power passing away quickly, and he was unable to repair the injury on his chest.

Blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth, the coexistence of the two gods was lifted, and there was also a wound on Xiao Wu's chest, which was to help Tang San share the damage.

"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you!" Tang San said in pain as he looked at Xiao Wu who turned pale.

He was sorry for Xiao Wu, everything was because of him, otherwise Xiao Wu would not have been hurt, let alone be involved in this matter.

He was so overwhelmed by the power that he thought he would be Qian Renxue's opponent and be able to defeat Qian Renxue easily.

But he was wrong. He overestimated the coexistence of the two gods. Although the coexistence of the two gods brought him great power, they were no match for Qian Renxue.

Xiao Wu's face was pale and bloodless, she looked at Tang San, made a difficult smile and said: "Third brother, this is not your fault. It's not bad to be able to die with third brother again!"

Ji Wudao didn't feel much when he saw this scene. If they were defeated, the end would probably be even worse and more cruel.

After all, Tang San's father, mother, sect, and teachers were all killed by them. This was a deep hatred.

Step~

Step~

Step~

Ji Wudao slowly walked towards the position of the two of them, but the sound of his footsteps was so loud in the ears of Tang San and Xiao Wu. This was a life-threatening talisman!

Ji Wudao came in front of the two of them, glanced at Xiao Wu, and then swung his sword, the heads were separated, and blood was sprinkled on the spot.

"No, no, Xiao Wu, my Xiao Wu!" Tang San said sadly as he watched this scene.

Ji Wudao's power was too powerful, and the power of the World-Destroying Sword was even more terrifying. Xiao Wu could not resist it at all. There was nothing wrong with Ji Wudao easily killing him with one sword.

Although Xiao Wu is fused with Shura Scabbard, her own strength is not even as good as that of a second-level god, and her body's strength is not that of a divine body.

Tang San cried bitterly, his heart was as sharp as a knife, and he was so sad that his eyes suddenly dimmed, as if the whole world had lost its light.

"Ji Wudao, winner or loser, kill me!" Tang San said unwillingly.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Now he just wants to follow Xiao Wu.

Ji Wudao took a deep look at the other party and thought to himself: "Son of luck, your luck must have been exhausted now, and it's time to die. This world doesn't need you Tang San. Without you Tang San, The world will become a better place!"

A sword pierced through Tang San's heart. His divine power began to flow away quickly. His life entered a countdown. After the battle with Qian Renxue, his divine power was already running low. Plus, the damage caused by Ji Wudao The damage has bottomed out.

"Am I finally going to die again? Haha, it's really ridiculous. I, Tang San, am so pretentious, what a tragic ending!" Tang San laughed at himself.

At this moment, a silver needle suddenly appeared in Ji Wudao's hand: "Tang San, do you recognize this thing?"

Tang San glanced at it and smiled bitterly: "The King of Hell's Tie, the King of Hell's Tie that I refined, the Tang Sect's hidden weapon, how could I forget it? How could you have the King of Hell's Tie in your hand?"

The King of Hell's Tie is the most powerful single weapon among Tang Sect's hidden weapons. It is extremely toxic and is not easy to refine.

But he didn't understand why the other party had their Tang Sect's Prince of Hell's Poster in his hand?

"Do you still remember back then? You gave this to me personally. Now I will return it to its original owner and use it to end your life!"

Saying that, Ji Wudao used his divine power to move the Prince of Hell's Tie, and then pierced Tang San's eyebrows.

As the King of Hell's Tie penetrated, Tang San's face suddenly revealed a ferocious look, and his entire face began to melt, then spread to his entire body, turning into blood.

If it were normal, the King of Hell's Tie would certainly not be able to hurt Tang San, but now, Tang San had run out of gas, and it could be said that a spirit master could easily kill him.