"Fall into eternal annihilation, humble ants!"
The evil god and ghost face let out a cold whistle, and then, the Black Tower of the God once again condensed an even more dazzling divine light, which was once again connected to the transmission channel above the sky.
Obviously, because of the previous impact, which has almost shaken the foundation of this passage, those gods are more urgent to come to this world.
Before they truly arrived, the existence of Ling Feng and Yi Ting added a few variables to everything.
This is something that the proud Celestial Clan cannot allow under any circumstances.
They have already failed once, and the same thing must not happen again.
The evil gods and ghosts gathered together again, but this time, the originally indifferent eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Yi Ting, come again!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath. He had previously teamed up with Yi Ting to perform the Nine Heavenly Punishment Techniques. When the power of the past and the future converged, some special change seemed to have occurred, so that the power of the Nine Heavenly Punishment Techniques was... It also climbed to a level that even Ling Feng could hardly imagine.
Since this power can shake the God's barrier once, it will definitely be able to shake it a second time, a third time...
Until it is completely destroyed!
At the other end of the passage, the more majestic and powerful power of God is approaching.
He knew they didn't have much time to waste.
We must fight quickly to completely destroy that dimensional passage.
"Nine Heavenly Punishment Techniques!"
Ling Feng's roar penetrated the thunder and fire roar and reached Yi Ting's ears.
Yi Ting took a deep breath, raised the Heavenly Punishment in his hand, and focused his gaze. The aura in his body began to fluctuate violently, as if he wanted to absorb all the thunder power in the world into one sword.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a black gem-like eyeball shot out from Ling Feng and Yi Ting respectively.
When the two eyeballs met, they vaguely seemed to see a figure wielding a sword!
That is——
The ancestor of heaven, Ling Taixu!
"Nine Jue of Heavenly Punishment! Apocalypse!"
The next moment, Yi Ting's voice resounded through the sky, and as the sword edge danced in his hand, Ling Feng also perfectly understood a sword skill that he had never seen before.
It turns out that after destroying the universe, there is one last move, Apocalypse!
The movements of the two people were completely coordinated. In an instant, the wind and clouds were rolling, the thunder was booming, and the sky that was originally enveloped by the ascending divine light immediately became completely black.
The whole world suddenly became dim, and all the light in the world seemed to be sucked into their bodies.
Buzz!
The void trembles!
The bodies of Yi Ting and Ling Feng began to emit dazzling light. The light contained both the violence of thunder and the heat of fire. The two intertwined to form an unprecedented force.
"The light of the apocalypse will burn for eternity!"
A dazzling light burst out from their eyes at the same time. The magic weapon in his hand seemed to transform into the will of heaven and earth at this moment, launching the final final judgment on the evil god and ghost face above the sky!
"In the fairyland world, even the gods cannot even think of setting foot in it!"
Following Ling Feng's loud shout, Yi Ting and Ling Feng threw the divine swords in their hands into the sky at the same time. The two rays of light instantly merged and turned into a beam of light that penetrated the sky.
Wherever the light beam passed, whether it was the golden light barrier of the evil god or the ghost face, or the crazily growing remnants, they all disintegrated and collapsed under the impact of this force!
Immediately afterwards, the black tower of the God standing in the sky actually made a series of terrifying explosions.
Boom boom boom!
Countless cracks exploded on the surface of the black tower, and the dimensional passage connecting the plane of gods also began to tremble violently under this peerless blow.
"No one can stop God from coming! No one can!"
The evil god and ghost face began to roar crazily, and countless roots of the gods were directly pulled out from the remaining slough, and converged towards the evil god and ghost face.
The evil god ghost face absorbed countless roots of the gods and immediately turned into a monster covered with countless vines.
Whoosh whoosh!
The next moment, thick roots of the gods were entangled towards Ling Feng and Yi Ting.
Under the control of the evil god and ghost face, a sacred tree that absorbs the "vitality" of the entire fairyland also strangely rises from the depths of the sea. Immediately afterwards, countless vines twine around the black tower of the sky god, as if with the The black tower merged directly.
The black tower that was originally crumbling stopped trembling under the entanglement of the sacred tree, and the dimensional passage on the horizon became stable again.
Bang bang bang bang!
The entire area along the coast of the Sea of Ice Abyss seemed to be submerged in the tentacles formed by the roots in an instant.
Wherever it passed, countless immortal and demon coalition forces were directly drained of their vitality and turned into withered bones, piled up like mountains.
Even the remnant sloughs cannot escape the fate of being drained.
"Retreat!"
The armies of all races were obviously aware of the terror of these roots.
They could only retreat again and again, but the speed at which the roots spread was almost indescribable.
Almost every minute and every second, a large number of low-level monks fell directly into the roots.
Even a monk at the level of Immortal Lord or Immortal Emperor has almost no possibility of escaping once entangled by countless vines.
Only monks at the Broken level can somewhat destroy the vines formed by the roots with the power of Broken.
However, the number of roots is too great, and even if there are strong Broken warriors to cover the retreat of the army, it is still difficult to avoid large-scale death.
The roots swallowed up the flesh and blood power of the immortal and demon alliance, and poured spiritual power into the black tower to rebuild the black tower.
If this continues, the coming of the gods may be inevitable!
"Gate of Tianwei!"
Ling Feng looked at the large swaths of dead coalition forces and quickly activated the Tianwei Gate to form a ray of Heavenly Dimension light, covering almost all the coalition forces.
A golden light curtain fell from the sky, and as the Broken Powerhouse behind the palace also escaped into the range of Tianwei's light, Ling Feng pressed his hand, and the edge of the light curtain suddenly ignited with raging flames.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless god roots shot directly towards the fire light.
However, the moment it touched the light of Tianwei, bursts of black smoke immediately ignited.
Obviously, the Light of Heavenly Dimension and the Divine Fire of Refining Heaven also have a certain restraining effect on those roots of the gods.
The roots of the gods stagnated in an instant, blocked by Ling Feng's heavenly light, like a chasm cut by a flame.
"Keep on attacking!"
However, with the roar of the Evil God Ghost Face, those vines were burned out by the Heavenly Refining Divine Fire and crashed into the light curtain of the Heavenly Dimension Light again.
Boom boom boom!
Under the crazy impact of those tentacles, the light curtain of Tianwei Light also began to become shaky.
"Poof!"
Ling Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of counter-blood, trying to protect everyone by himself, but after all, it was too much!
However, Ling Feng still gritted his teeth and resisted.
Since he has surrendered to the will of heaven and earth, and recognized as the master of Tianwei Gate, he is the guardian god of the fairy world.
The original Great God Xuanyuan built the Tianwei Gate, wasn't it just to allow future generations to have the power to protect the fairy world!
Even if it is just to uphold this will, he will never give up!
"In the face of absolute power, all tricks and means seem insignificant and ridiculous!"
The evil god and ghost face raised his head high, and the next moment, towards the end of the Yuan Channel, he uttered a plain and indifferent whisper, as if it was a judgment of fate, "The value of the existence of the Immortal Realm is to provide us with the power of the ancestral dragon! Yi Ting, give you one last chance to lead the way for us, so that we can escape the fate of being destroyed and returned to zero.”
"My answer is only one!"
Yi Ting raised the Ten Directions Heavenly Punishment again, bit the tip of his tongue, and burned the original power again. After repeated fierce battles, the divine blood in Yi Ting's body had almost been completely burned out. At this moment, he had turned into an old man with gray hair and chicken skin, and even his back had become a bit rickety.
The cloudy eyes exuded an aura of weakness and aging.
But his gaze was extremely determined from beginning to end.
"Nine Heavenly Punishment Techniques——"
He frantically activated his divine power and was about to swing his sword again, when the evil god Ghost Face finally took the initiative to attack for the first time.
"Enough! Even God's patience has its limits!"
The evil god ghost face let out a sharp roar, and in an instant, a soaring divine light directly penetrated into Yi Ting's chest.
The speed was so fast that neither Ling Feng nor Yi Ting could react at all.
In an instant, Yi Ting stopped and looked down at his chest. A huge crack suddenly opened, getting bigger and bigger!
It was a crack penetrated by the power of God, and even Yi Ting, whose life level had also reached the divine level, could not repair it.
"Poof——"
A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out wildly. Yi Ting held Shifang Tianzhu's arm and trembled slightly.
Ling Feng's expression changed, and he quickly gathered the Heavenly Shield and stood in front of Yi Ting.
No matter what Yi Ting has done in the past, at this moment, without Yi Ting, he alone is simply not enough to fight against the gods and save the fairyland world.
"Yi Ting, you..."
Ling Feng raised his hand to support Yi Ting, only to realize that Yi Ting at this moment was almost as thin as firewood, like a withered bone.
He performed synchronized sword moves with himself, and he had the power of Tianwei Gate and Donghuang Bell, which was continuously injected into his body.
As for Yi Ting, he had already consumed a lot of divine power. Those few sword strikes before had probably exhausted all his life force!
"I...after all...cough cough cough..."
Yi Ting coughed violently, "After all, I couldn't... I couldn't fulfill my... promise... to my eldest brother and the others..."
"No, you did it, you did it well!"
Ling Feng raised his hand to press the crack on Yi Ting's chest, trying to repair his wound with the power of chaos.
However, no matter how much his chaotic power poured into Yi Ting's body, it was unable to heal his wounds at all.
Yi Ting is already the body of a god, and he...
After all, I couldn't get past that step.
"No need to waste mana on me..."
Yi Ting blocked Ling Feng's arm and forced himself to float into the air. "Compared with the wounds in my heart for millions of years, what does this wound mean?"
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, "Ling Feng, there is no time! Come again!"
Ling Feng's eyes were bloodshot. Whether it was sympathy or pity, this was an insult to Yi Ting.
He nodded heavily, held on to the ten directions of destruction, and waved the sword again, "Nine Jue of Heavenly Punishment!"
At the same time, Yi Ting was not slow at all, relying on almost unimaginable willpower and enduring great pain to keep up with Ling Feng's movements.
Two sword lights shot into the sky.
And the evil god and ghost face obviously discovered that Yi Ting was the breakthrough point. He waved his arm covered with vines, and then, countless rays of golden light shot towards Yi Ting.
"Shield of Heavenly Dimension!"
Ling Feng quickly gathered the Tianwei Shield and protected him in front of Yi Ting.
"Don't be distracted! Draw your sword!"
However, Yi Ting shouted loudly, clearly looking forward to death.
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and did not bother to protect Yi Ting with his shield anymore. He concentrated all his energy and unleashed the annihilation in all directions!
"Nine Heavenly Punishment Techniques! Destroy the world!"
Without the protection of the Tianwei Shield, in an instant, several more golden lights penetrated Yi Ting's body.
However, his movement of swinging the sword was not affected at all.
"Nine Heavenly Punishment Techniques! Destroy the world!"
Buzz!
As Yi Ting's sword slashed down, the two sword lights merged together again!
Boom boom boom!
The evil god's ghost face was blown away by the fused sword light.
The vines covering the whole body also quickly collapsed like decay.
Immediately afterwards, the evil god and ghost face was completely crushed by this blow!
Click!
The golden light barrier covering the dimensional channel finally cracked with a crack visible to the naked eye!
However, the last divine light bursting out from the evil god's ghost face accurately hit the Ten Directions Heavenly Punishment.
With a "bang" explosion, Shifang Tianchu was shattered again!
"Poof!"
Yi Ting's body was also torn open at the same time, and the irreparable scars continued to expand, even exposing the weakly beating heart in his chest.
Immediately afterwards, even that fragile heart couldn't bear the terrifying load and burst into pieces.
Yi Ting's seven holes were bleeding, and he was almost exhausted.
"Yiting!"
Ling Feng's figure flashed and he grabbed Yi Ting's remains. He once hated Yi Ting so much that he wished he could crush him to ashes.
But at this moment, he couldn't feel any hatred towards this "old man" who was almost on his deathbed.
"No...cough cough cough..."
On Yi Ting's old, decayed face, there is almost no trace of the majesty of the former strongest man.
Even those cold and sharp eyes like a falcon have become cloudy.
He grabbed Ling Feng's shirt tightly, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry about me, take advantage of now to... destroy... destroy the passage!"
"I will!"
Ling Feng nodded heavily, injected a ray of life force into Yi Ting's body, and immediately wrapped his remains in the energy of chaos and sent him away from the center of the battlefield.
The next moment, Ling Feng's figure flashed, he raised the Ten Directions Destruction high, merged all his power, and slashed towards the crack in the passage!
Boom!
Boom!
There were loud noises, deafening, and Ling Feng frantically launched a storm-like offensive.
However, the crack not only did not expand, but also tended to heal.
Ling Feng's eyes widened and he roared unwillingly!
"Give up the useless struggle!"
The evil spirit ghost face, which was not easy to be completely defeated by the combined efforts of Ling Feng and Yi Ting, gradually condensed again, "Without the divine power given to Yi Ting by the gods, you can no longer destroy the passage!"
"That's not necessarily the case!"
At this moment, a low roar broke through the sky, as if it was coming from nine days away.
The next moment, a tall and majestic figure flew from the sky!
Astonishingly, it is none other than Immortal Emperor Yuan Kun! (End of chapter)