Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 180 Decisive Battle!One sword wins!Tang San's trump card!
King Easton looked shocked, because the spear in Tang San's hand was too high-grade!
It makes people feel unreal!
Boom~!

Above the nine heavens, Zijun leaned on the Creation Throne with his legs wide open, his right hand resting on his cheek.

Stretch out your left hand, put your index finger and middle finger together, and move your fingers.

The golden long sword inserted into the ground trembled slightly!
The golden long sword flew backwards!The speed is as fast as teleportation!

Om~!

The sharp sword edge seemed to be able to cut through the space, and a sword cry echoed in the air.

"It's not easy to live, and you have to die, why? Have you had enough of the reunion of your wife and children?"

On the throne, Zi Jun looked down at Tang San, his lazy tone seemed to not take Tang San seriously.

Old friends get together, the atmosphere is chilling!Raising the spear in his hand and pointing at Zijun, Tang San sneered.

"I haven't seen you in ten thousand years, and you are still so annoying. This battle! It's life and death, but also grudges! After this battle, you and I will be cleared! How about it!"

The Xiaofeng rustled, the world was silent, the two looked at each other for a long time, and Zijun smiled.

"The leader of the evil soul master also has a human side, which is really ironic, let alone! I will help you!"

Fuck!Fuck!克~!

The Sword of Creation floating on the right side of the throne flashed a burst of golden light!
Above nine days!Tens of thousands of swords of creation pierced through the clouds!Come slowly into the world!

Looking up, those ten thousand swords of creation are like the swords of real immortals!
Every sword of creation carries the power to destroy the world!ready!
After returning from the world of cultivating immortals and absorbing the first piece of godhead, the rank of the Sword of Creation also increased accordingly!
Vaguely, there is a trace of imperial prestige!
Looking at the rain of swords all over the sky, Tang San felt desperate.

The gap between the two, after thousands of years, still draws a gap!
Excalibur is out!Outcome points!
"What that person said is true. You are indeed not a mortal in this world. You have no regrets in this life. In the next life... I will do the same! Come! Fight!"

With an angry shout, Tang San released the blood-red aura in his body with all his strength!
A phantom with a height of [-] meters stands between the sky and the earth, with red hair and scarlet eyes!Evil spirit monstrous!

At this moment, he is like a supreme demon king!Don't flinch even with a spear in hand!
Get up, hold the sword of creation, and jump forward!Came in front of Tang San in the blink of an eye!

A large and a small spear collided with the long sword!The twinkling fireworks are as bright as stars!
clang~!

Tang San, who was suspended in the center of the phantom, clenched his teeth and resisted Zijun's attack.

Boom~boom~!

The huge force pushed the phantom back again and again!

On the ground, there are two huge deep pits, extending to thousands of meters.

Crash and destroy tall buildings one after another along the way, ruins are everywhere, dust is everywhere!

The entire Anluo Palace was completely reduced to ruins!

shhhhhh!
Tens of thousands of creation swords hovering in the sky fell on Faxiang like a violent storm!

Puchi puchi~!
The sword of creation pierced through the blood-colored phantom continuously, and the sound of the sword piercing into the flesh echoed between heaven and earth.

Facing Zi Jun who possesses the original law of power, even if he is as strong as the body of the Immortal Emperor.

I also have to bow down!

After all... the law of the origin of power was the reliance of Pan Gu's power to open the sky in the prehistoric period!
In the entire heavens and worlds, there are only a handful of people who can obtain this method!
The arm shook!The huge force sent Tang San flying hundreds of meters away!
With a surprised expression, Zijun stared at Tang San in doubt.

During the first head-to-head confrontation, he clearly felt the aura of godhead in Tang San's body!

Although the breath is very weak, but to him, this breath is as familiar as his own flesh and blood!

——I rely on it!What is the path of the mysterious man?
Although it was only the size of a thumb, that aura was definitely a creation godhead.

[But this piece of godhood is not complete, but a piece of it is incomplete. 】

Being affirmed by the system, Zijun had mixed feelings in his heart.

The godhead in Tang San's body was still activated.

If he is familiar with and used for tens of thousands of years, I am afraid that it will only be a matter of time before he can transcend the mortal world and become the supreme immortal emperor.

Thinking of this, Zijun wanted to meet the mysterious man even more.

"If you can handle this trick, I will let you live, but if you can't... you can only return to Jiuquan!"

Holding the sword at the side, Zijun raised his left hand, raised his sword finger, and read.

"Creation! Reincarnation!"

Boom~!

Above the clouds!A huge golden long sword fell quickly!
Looking from the side, it seems as if he passed by Zijun!

Standing beside the golden giant sword, Zi Jun was as big as an ant!

Dragging the broken face, Tang San hunched over in pain, clutching his chest.

Looking up, the golden giant sword in the sky fell like a meteorite!
Fly towards him!

"Nightmare Formation! Blood Sacrifice!" Tang San yelled angrily, looking up to the sky!

Immediately, the entire continent, the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and eight blood-filled beams of light rose!

Soar into the sky!

Hearing the name of the magic circle in Tang San's mouth, Zijun showed a hint of admiration on his face.

"The formation of eight gates, Wuji is the eye, the nether blood sea formation is the cover, the nightmare is the reality, the formation eye is...!"

After thinking for a moment, Zijun's eyes were shocked!Looking at Tang San who fell into madness.

——I rely on it!Taking myself as the target, if the young master guessed right,

The formation energy should be that godhead.

Tut tut!interesting…….

Above the Anluo Palace, Tang San was shrouded in a blood-colored beam of light!
Seeing Tang San's rising aura, the corners of Zijun's mouth rose, and his arms drooped naturally.

Holding the long sword in his right hand, he smiled lightly with his hands behind his back.

"kill……"

I saw the original law of space emerging around the golden long sword!

The speed is too fast to be seen by the naked eye!

Puff~!
The golden giant sword pierced through Faxiang's heart!

Before the formation was formed, a bloody hole was clearly visible on the heart of Tang San's body!

Following Tang San's serious injury, the mighty magic circle was interrupted!

Tang San looked at Zijun in shock, and spewed out a mouthful of dark red blood.

"You... humble..." With a look of unwillingness, Tang San's body quickly fell into the ruins.

Bang~!

The [-]-meter-high blood-colored Dharma figure disappeared into the sky and the earth, the leader of Anluo!Tang San has just fallen!

"Sorry, you held back your big move for too long, I can't wait, young master, rest in peace..."

Withdrawing his magical powers, Zijun stood in the air with his hands behind his back.

Looking up, the afterglow of the setting sun has already sprinkled the earth.

The sad autumn wind blew Zijun's silver-white hair.

The former opponent, the soul returns to Jiuquan, looking back on the world, there is no opponent on the mainland...

Spread five fingers, sucking the Creation Godhead within Tang San's body into his hands.

Looking at the blood-stained godhead, Zi Jun felt neither happy nor worried.

"Who is controlling all this?" Zijun murmured to himself after putting away his godhead.

The experience along the way made the feeling of uneasiness in his heart more clear.

"Congratulations, my lord, for killing the evil spirits!" King Easton flew behind Zijun, clasping his hands in congratulations.

Turning to look at the three tool spirits, Zijun asked, taking back the throne of creation.

"Although the Throne of Creation is one with the three of you, the young master has a way to escape and set you free. I don't know if you can...!"

Before Zijun finished speaking, the three spirits knelt in the air and answered in unison.

"I wish to follow the Lord Lord forever and ever!"

(End of this chapter)