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Hearing these threatening words, General Chen felt relieved.

This group of human cultivators do not know the Supreme Being of Destiny, nor do they know their true identity.

In other words, it was just a coincidence that so many masters gathered here, and there were other reasons.

From the memory of Destiny Supreme, he knows that there are nine small realms in the divine place, of which Jiuchongtian is the highest.

And the Supreme Man of Destiny is the realm of the ninth heaven of the divine place, and the most powerful human cultivator on the Yunxiu Continent.

That being the case, the self-registration number, tell them that they are the Supreme Man of Destiny.

Presumably these people will be taken aback and turn around and run away.

Thinking of this, he tried his best to straighten his back, and there was an obvious look of pride on his wrinkled old cheeks.

"I am the Sovereign of Destiny, the Lord of the Palace of Destiny, and the strongest cultivator in Yunxiu Continent.

You little characters, what qualifications do you have to point fingers here, why don't you hurry up and get out! "

Under the blessing of vigor and the power of heaven and earth, the sound spread around like a thunderstorm, filling the air with air waves visible to the naked eye.

The robes of all the people present were blown by the air waves, all of them were surprised, dumbstruck and speechless.

Really, this old man who looks like he is about to die is actually the strongest Destiny Sovereign in Yunxiu Continent.

The legendary Ninth Heavenly Heaven powerhouse in the Divine Abode Realm!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the old man, left and right, up and down.

Everyone has heard the legend of the Supreme Man of Heaven, but they have never seen the Supreme Man of Heaven himself.

According to the rumors circulating in the Yunxiu Continent, the cultivation level of the Supreme Man of Destiny is the ninth heaven of the divine place.

But since no one has ever seen the Supreme Being of Destiny make a move, the statement of the cultivation level of the Nine Heavens is still open to question.

Now seeing the appearance of Destiny Supreme, everyone is even more suspicious.

Destiny Supreme looks very old, every wrinkle and inch of skin is full of decay.

And this rotten breath is by no means the result of some kind of practice.

This is the aging from the inside of the body, and it is an unavoidable sign of dilapidation.

Everyone can see that he is really very old, estimated to be more than two hundred years old, and has entered the end of his life.

But that's the problem.

So far, there is no cultivator in Yunxiu Continent who can avoid death. No matter how powerful the strong man is, he will turn into a handful of loess in the end.

As the age approaches the end of Yangshou, the physical body will gradually lose vitality, and the energy and spirit will also slowly lose.

In this process, the practitioner's own strength will inevitably decline, and it will be faster and faster.

In the end, before the body dies, all the cultivation bases of the cultivator will be lost, and he will become an ordinary person without any ability.

According to this common sense, the cultivation of the Mandate of Heaven should already be in the process of declining.

If he was really at the ninth level of the divine realm before, he is absolutely not now.

Everyone present had similar guesses in their minds, and felt that Destiny Sovereign might be a paper tiger now, not as strong as in the legend.

Therefore, Lin Minghao, the lord of the Great Wilderness City, decided to try it out.

Look at how high this self-proclaimed Man of Heaven is.

Without talking nonsense, he raised his hand and moved the soft sword forward, piercing a blue-red light.

The blue-red light was narrow and thin, turning into a two-finger-wide line of fire in the air, and it carried billowing smoke.

This is Lin Minghao's signature trick, the Flame Killing Sky Sword.

The flying speed of the sword move is very fast, and the penetrating power is also very strong.

Moreover, Lin Minghao now maintains the power of the first level of the divine realm. Using this level of power to stab the flame-killing sky sword, only people with similar or higher realms can take it.

The old man in the distance is still carrying the red box, without any intention of avoiding it, and the expression on his face is very calm.

It seems that in his eyes, this flame-killing sky sword is no different from the flame of a candle.

When Jian Guang arrived in front of the old man, he saw that the old man suddenly turned his left hand and turned the red box on his left shoulder.

The flaming sword light hit the surface of the red box, exploding a lot of flames, and the old man was completely enveloped in thick smoke.

The red lead treasure chest is indeed a good thing.

The flame-killing sky sword is composed of the power of heaven and earth, hit the surface of the red lead treasure box, and was blocked by the inertia effect of the red lead blocking power.

The power of heaven and earth cannot penetrate into the box, so naturally it can only explode on the surface of the box.

When the penetrating effect of the sword technique does not work, the flames and thick smoke that explode will have no attack power.

Soon, the thick smoke in the air was blown away by the wind, revealing the figure inside.

The old man is still the same old man, and the red box is still the same box.

Lin Minghao inspected it intently, and found that the surface of the red box was as smooth as ever, without a single hole, not even a dent.

How could it be like this, my swordsmanship at the first level of the divine realm can't even pierce through the box.

Strange, could it be that this box is a treasure with a very strong defense.

Then his eyes shifted to the old man. The old man was wearing a robe that was as smooth as lake water, and the surface of the robe was embroidered with patterns of stars.

That's right, this is the unique royal uniform of the Tianming Palace, which proves that the old man is from the Tianming Palace.

The violent flames and thick smoke exploded just now, leaving no burn marks on the clothes, not even a wisp of smoke.

It seemed that the aftermath of the sword move was completely resisted by the old man.

Lin Minghao frowned slightly, the opponent did not use his own strength to block the Flame Killing Sky Sword, but used the red box to block it.

From this point, it is impossible to judge the real strength of the old man.

Maybe this guy really has a cultivation in the divine realm, or maybe he just uses the characteristics of the red box as a shield to defend against attacks.

Lin Minghao turned his head and shouted at Yu Linli next to him: "I can't test his depth, your moves have a large attack range, come here!"

"useless!"

Yu Linli pursed his lips to complain, and raised the silver awl to start running the "Frost Art".

Intense cold air was flying around her, and quickly wrapped around the tip of the silver cone.

Swipe the silver cone to the left and right respectively, and then press forward violently.

"Frost Lock Butterfly!"

Wherever the silver awl strikes left and right, the light blue light gathers water vapor in the air, condensing into ice awls the length of little fingers.

These small ice cones are densely packed and converge into a pair of butterfly wings, shining crystal luster in the night sky.

Then as Yu Lin moved away from the silver cone, the ice cone quickly formed the body of a butterfly, driving its wings to fly forward.

The butterfly made of ice cones is huge, reaching three feet in width, and sprinkles crystal clear ice shards all the way while flying in the air.

Yu Linli used the power of the first level of the divine realm, and her highest level was only the first level of the divine realm.

Facing the huge frost butterfly flying towards him, the old man who claimed to be the supreme man of destiny still did not dodge.

He was suspended in place, without any expression on his face, and he didn't even look at the Frost Butterfly.

Ningshuang lock butterfly flew in front of the old man, its left and right wings folded inward, covering the old man in a wrapping gesture.

Each ice pick is like a sharp knife, piercing the old man's body fiercely.

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