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Chapter 709 178. The Realm of Absolute Spirit and Absolute Law

Yun Zhongjun could no longer see Li Xian.

Because at the same time that Li Xian passed through the rain of light, His flawless divine body cracked, and two deformed, spear-like sharp blades pierced His skin from His body. His two eyes instantly became blood holes, and He screamed "Wow!" and spat out the Supreme Divine Blood, dyeing the thirty-three heavens an ominous dark red. On the throne of clouds and wings, two of the three circling divine birds exploded, and huge cracks spread on the throne.

Those were two fragments of time causing trouble.

The first time he was hit by the Fragments of Time, he used the Phoenix's noble status and the Dao Yun Nirvana to restore the Nirvana of death, but the killed Yun Zhongjun was modified into his past body.

The second time, the fragments of time were used as the destined arrow to pierce Yun Zhongjun's chest.

Their influence has not disappeared because the concept of time remains.

At this moment, the third spear of time pierced into His body, stimulating the power of the other two fragments buried in Yun Zhongjun's body.

Three sharp spears of time are buried in Yun Zhongjun's body, and his figure appears double. Those are the three major methods in the timeline to kill the past, present and future respectively!

Li Xi'an stretched out his hand towards Yun Zhongjun, and his golden body was broken by the backlash. Yun Zhongjun was still struggling. Just as the 蠛 said, some existences are like dams in a torrent. The only way to push down the dam is with a more terrifying flood! The three fragments of the throne sank into his body together and took effect together, but they could not destroy him.

The 蠛 came up and held down the struggling Yun Zhongjun's wings. Zhu Jiuyin twisted and entangled Yun Zhongjun's body, biting his neck at the same time, and exerting muscle force to lock him in an instant! But Yun Zhongjun was not easily restrained. The two sides were caught in a long struggle. Li Xian, who was above Yun Zhongjun's head, had an immortal golden body, with golden patterns flowing on his feathers, and the Zhou Fa was activated. He was watching from afar!

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The lotus in Li Xian's eyes was burning.

At this moment, he escaped into the history belonging to Yun Zhongjun, looking for an opportunity to kill such creatures!

In the distant ancient times, on the altar in the center of the sky, all spirits were charioteering for the Spirit Emperor and praising the Cloud God.

He searched for the words on the altar, tracing the birth of the ancient gods of Tianyang. This action was very dangerous. When he stabbed the Throne of Time into Yun Zhongjun's body for the first time, in order to kill Yun Zhongjun, he activated the law of the universe and the Throne of Time to trace the timeline. In the history of Yun Zhongjun, he touched the purple like the morning glow, and that dark purple color was as vast as the deep space.

Li Xian didn't know who that was, but he must be a god from Yun Zhongjun's era, or even Taiyi, the Supreme God of Tianyang mentioned by Wei.

To kill Yun Zhongjun's history, it is inevitable to attract the attention of the gods of that period of history. Last time, in order to avoid being noticed, Li Xian did not choose to go deep into it, but this time, Li Xian gave up the gaze and darkness from the depths of time, and he stepped straight in, into the ancient times of Tianyang.

In the real scene, Li Xian put his hands together and sat cross-legged on Yun Zhongjun's head.

His timeline is connected with Yun Zhongjun's timeline.

This startled Zhu Jiuyin and Mie. They looked at Li Xian, seemingly puzzled as to what he was trying to accomplish with such a bold move.

He lowered his eyes, and his mournful and sacred posture was reflected in Yun Zhongjun's eyes. He couldn't help but feel strange and uneasy, as if this Li Xian had suddenly turned into another unknown thing.

Li Xian's hand brushed across the altar and walked through the center of the thundercloud.

He came to the birthplace of Yunzhongjun.

The thunder and lightning and clouds surrounding the ancient cloud god were actually rushing towards him. In reality, Yun Zhongjun's rhyme of Taoism gradually dimmed. He stepped forward and wanted to crush the wind in the center of the thundercloud. Yun Zhongjun was fixed in the world by three fragments of time. Even if Li Xian walked into His history, He could not exert any power here.

But just when Li Xian was about to crush the wind, a bony hand pressed down his wrist. A man in a dark robe stood by and said coldly, "It's really you. You are so brave!"

In an instant, the timeline behind Li Xian was cut off. The moment the man appeared, he cut off the source of Li Xian's arrival, and trapped him in the ancient times of Tianyang just as he trapped Yun Zhongjun. The purple spirit of the creation of Hongmeng spread along the trajectory of the stars in the worlds, and the laws of creation were written here, pressing on Li Xian with a mighty force, asking him to kowtow.

Li Xi'an's golden body was bent and his spine was broken, but his eyes were still staring at the man in the black robe.

The Lord of Time rose up and responded to the present world. When he encountered that creature, he had to leave.

The man frowned and gently scratched with his finger, splitting the Throne of Time in two, cutting Li Xi'an's body in half. There was no blood on the broken surface, which was as smooth as gold. Li Xi'an seemed to be unaware of the danger and pain. He drew out the Xi Sword indifferently and aimed it at the center of the wind and thunder.

"How stupid!" the man said in a deep voice.

Xijian couldn't move forward an inch.

An ancient and heavy brass bell appeared behind the man, and Li Xian's spirit was being stripped away by the bell.

But before the big bell condensed into a solid entity, the man's figure suddenly became unstable, and the sky-blue rhyme of Tao permeated from his body. Li Xian only heard a thunderous sound in his ears, followed by a powerful dragon roar, and his pressure was suddenly gone.

I saw the clear lake and sky rushing in from afar, swallowing up the ancient time and space of Tianyang bit by bit.

The man’s bell disappeared, and the dark purple rhyme of Taoism that was filled with the power of creation disappeared.

A realm of absolute spirituality and absolute law.

Green scales appeared in the sky, and a pair of wings dropped light. The light fell on the man in the black robe, dispersing his power in this space and time. The man sighed, and finally turned into a pool of black water.

Li Xian swung the Xi Sword with only the remaining upper body, slashing towards the center of the wind and thunder.

"Boom——!" The sky and the earth roared, and the wind and thunder danced wildly!

The next moment, Li Xian was pulled out of this time and space. He returned to the present world, and returned to the top of Yun Zhongjun's head. He was still sitting cross-legged, and Yun Zhongjun was still struggling, as if the scene just now was just a dream.

But a crack appeared in the sky, and the azure light of the lake spread over. In another time and space, an arm covered with green scales threw an object wrapped in flames. Li Xian raised his hand to take it. He didn't even look at what it was. He pulled the object with his backhand and chopped off Yun Zhongjun's head in one breath!

Yun Zhongjun's cry stopped, and his head turned to ashes as it fell. The throne disappeared with a bang, and not even a remnant was left.

The huge body struggled and its wings drooped weakly. For a moment, Zhu Jiuyin and Mi were stunned.

Li Xian's eyes sparked with electric arcs, and the wind and clouds surged under his will, and heavy rain fell on the thirty-three days. The flames wrapped around the object slowly extinguished, revealing a broad and eight-sided red sword. He washed the sword with rain water, revealing the extra inscriptions on the sword.

"No spirit, no method, nothing."

Li Xian took a deep breath. Under the heavy rain, ripples spread out on the sea of ​​suffering. In the rain, Yun Zhongjun's headless body turned into ashes and was washed away by the rain.