Chapter 33: Wanchu's Destruction
A magnificent world was opened up, with interwoven Dao patterns and endless chaotic energy.

It was like returning to the beginning of the era, when a perfect universe was born and continued to expand, swallowing up all people and things. It possessed a terrifying demonic nature that deprived all life.

This is the power of the holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, which was pushed to the extreme by Saint Wanchu, showing a little bit of the great saint's divine power.

Great Sage is a supreme title. It is rare for one Great Sage to appear on a life source star. Even their weapons possess divine power that can shock the world.

It has an immortal heritage and is known as a weapon handed down from generation to generation, which can last forever.

The sky was bright, Qinghe directly used the sun in the sky as a weapon, drawing down endless flames and adding them all into the sun essence in her left hand.

The moonlight is like water, and she also draws the silvery-white radiance, penetrating the sky and the earth, blessing the images of the sun and the moon.

You Lian did the same, drawing in the starlight from the sky and transforming it into a star body. The two of them joined forces, and it was so terrifying that it was like a real sea of ​​stars descending between heaven and earth.

Several ancestral kings also took action, using their original power to bless their cultivation and push them into a higher realm.

They cut through the nine layers of heaven above and the ten layers of earth below. It was as if they had split open the nine heavens and ten earths, opening up a world where the primordial light was shining and the original rules were boiling. One after another, ancient stars appeared, slowly rotating and emitting unparalleled and invincible power.

They push one big star after another, like peerless fairies descending to the mortal world. On one side is the vast star field, which is boundless and real, and almost has the power to destroy the world.

"boom!"

When the two worlds collide, the perfect universe evolved from the handed-down holy weapon can be said to be of infinite power, almost demonic, and capable of destroying all living things.

Every collision destroyed pieces of stars, and one big star after another fell and was ground to ashes.

This is a collision between the original force and the rules, which is the most dangerous. Every blow can make the ancestor king cough up blood, which is equivalent to indirectly hurting them.

If this kind of wear and tear continues, a saint will inevitably fall.

But Saint Wanchu looked worried and did not look very happy.

One saint suppresses several saints. It may seem glorious, but it is not true.

He was highly accomplished in Taoism, at the sixth level of the Saint King realm, several levels higher than the two girls. Even with the power of the holy weapons handed down from generation to generation, he was unable to win quickly.

The situation was stuck in a stalemate. He was old and occupied the wonderful land of the Chaos Abyss. He had already taken the Medicine King.

This time, the effect was greatly reduced. It only provided some life essence to help him.
To return to the peak, what is actually consumed is his own blood, essence and lifespan, and he cannot fight for long.

The best outcome would be a lose-lose situation. He was filled with resentment, and so his attacks became even more ruthless.

Outside the holy formation, the Emperor Xian couldn't bear it after all. Although the remnants of Zishan were not strong, they were very loyal after all, and he also had some preference for them.

Therefore, he threw away the black gourd, which had left a great reputation in the ancient times. Now it had been nurtured by the Heavenly Sword with its ultimate power for some time and had recovered some strength.

Within ten thousand seconds, Qinghe suddenly heard a divine voice transmission, which belonged to the Son of God.

He told her a secret method and taught her how to control a magic weapon.

Qinghe has a high level of Taoism, reaching the third level of Sage King, and is relatively young. He understood and realized that method in an instant.

She thought about it and summoned a black gourd from not far away.

The gourd is simple and natural, quiet and peaceful, and there is nothing magical about it. But when Qinghe holds it in his hand, he has an inexplicable sense of security, as if the whole world is in the palm of his hand.

The Wanchu Saint, the holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, and the vicissitudes of life are all illusions. Only this gourd is real.

Even Saint Wanchu was amazed. This gourd gave him a special feeling that made his heart tremble, as if he had returned to his mortal days and encountered a terrifying prehistoric beast.

Therefore, he became more and more crazy, and was willing to consume his limited life force and blood to fully revive the ancient tower in order to quickly wipe out Qinghe and prevent terrible changes.

In an instant, he seemed much older and weaker, with white hair and wrinkles all over his face, as if he had entered old age. "Boom!"

The ancient tower was fully activated, showing its highest mystery. Such a powerful blow really brought out the power of the Great Sage. It was as if there was an ancient Great Sage who dominated the world and now revived and came to the world.

That kind of power overwhelms the world, the heaven and earth can be destroyed, the avenues can be shaken, and nothing can stop it.

This is because it involves the realm of the Great Sage, who once overlooked the five realms and traveled across the world, and it was difficult to find an opponent.

However, Qinghe was fearless and calm inside. With the black gourd in her hand, she seemed to have some kind of support and was not afraid of anything.

At this moment, she had an illusion that even if a real ancient sage was here, she could use this gourd to kill him.

Qinghe silently chanted the mysterious mantra, blessing with great magical power.

"Please baby, turn around!"

People saw an ancient universe rushing out of a black gourd, condensing into a Taoist sword and flying out.

The sword was so fast that it seemed as if time had stopped. It was beyond the limits of thought and perception, and even the ancient sages could not avoid it.

It was the first to arrive, and with a "puff" sound it chopped off the neck of the Wanchu Saint, cutting off his head.

Moreover, the mouth of the gourd glowed like a terrifying black hole, swallowing up all the heavens and worlds, annihilating the stars in the universe, and nothing could be left unswallowed.

Even that holy weapon handed down from generation to generation had displayed the highest mystery and was pushed to the extreme, showing the great power of the Great Sage, but it was also bound by it, swallowed up by it, and forcefully suppressed.

All the ancestral kings were shocked. What kind of weapon was this? It was so fierce and had some of the supreme divine power. It was difficult to estimate its level.

"This can't be the legendary artifact!"

The Blood Dragon King's voice trembled. In ancient times, he had fought all over the world and traveled all over the earth. He was knowledgeable and knew a lot of secrets.

This gourd is extraordinary, as if it conforms to some legend and is similar to the records in ancient books.

It was originally a weapon of an ancient emperor and had left a great reputation in ancient times. However, it was heard that it was robbed in a terrible war between gods and could no longer be seen in the world.

Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the little fairy phoenix, which makes people think a lot.

They are just a group of ancestral kings, and their followers are the core of the Purple Mountain heritage, so naturally they will not talk too much and leak secrets to outsiders.

Inside the Chaos Hall, all the Wanchu monks were in despair, as if all the strength had been drained from their bodies. The atmosphere was filled with a desolate feeling and deathly silence.

The ancestor was defeated, Wanchu is about to be destroyed, and resistance is no longer possible.

"Born in the beginning of time, die in the beginning of time, that's fine, after all I won't be buried in a foreign land"

The Sun God King's voice was desolate and his expression was depressed. With a palm, he shattered his own immortal platform, wiped out his soul, and died forever.

The Barbarian Bear King was furious at the mysterious old man. He had consumed so much energy in this battle that even his life weapon was blown up and turned into pieces, requiring a lot of energy to repair.

Therefore, he took action with great force and directly took the holy weapon of Chaos Hall in his hand. With the holy weapon, he killed tens of thousands of monks.

This is the power of a saint. Saints and non-saints are separated by a chasm. Under the barrier of the holy path, everything is an ant and numbers have lost their meaning.

In the distance, a group of iron-blooded warriors were galloping across the core area of ​​Wanchu Holy Land, searching for any fish that had escaped the net. For a moment, the sky and the earth were filled with waves of blood and gusts of cold wind.

At this moment, everyone knew that an immortal holy land had been completely destroyed and cleansed out.

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