After being reminded by the God of Wilderness, Ji Shen's killing intent surged.

Just now, he had been resisting the urge to kill Ji Yan because he wanted Ji Yan to hand over the Immortal Liu Bridge.

Now he knew that the Immortal Liu Bridge was in someone else's hands.

Ji Shen was too lazy to talk nonsense and planned to kill Ji Yan directly.

Ji Shen stretched out his hand and grabbed Ji Yan fiercely.

Amid the roar, the terrible power surged like a tidal wave.

Ji Yan seemed to be in the waves, and the invisible power was like waves hitting him.

Facing the overwhelming power, Ji Yan raised his sword to meet it.

The whole person seemed to have turned into a magic sword, with brilliant sword light and boundless sword intent, and fought back in the same way.

Like two waves colliding, the roar was endless.

The world exploded in the earth-shaking.

The energy storm spread everywhere, bombarding the whole world.

The space collapsed, the world broke apart, like the end of the world.

The dead world collapsed, faster and on a larger scale.

The overwhelming power, carrying countless rules and powers, kept changing.

Wave after wave came to Ji Yan, sometimes with rolling fire, sometimes with howling wind, sometimes with roaring thunder...

The flames burned the sky, and the thunder destroyed the world.

No matter what kind of attack, Ji Yan had only one sword to deal with it.

He chopped off one sword after another.

The sword light soared into the sky, and from a distance, it was like a sun, emitting scorching light, illuminating the world and driving away the darkness.

However, no matter how strong Ji Yan was, he was only a fusion stage.

Even if he reached the ninth level, even if he was one step short, he was still a fusion stage, and there was a natural gap between him and the Mahayana stage.

Ji Yan only resisted the angry attack of the gods for a while.

Finally, the light dissipated, and darkness reappeared and covered the earth.

Ji Yan was enveloped by an invisible force and disappeared in the darkness.

The rolling fog of Samsara roared across the world like a storm. After a moment, Ji Yan fell from the fog of Samsara and fell heavily to the ground.

The God of Sacrifice snorted coldly, and his disdainful voice echoed in the air, "Hmph, ants!"

The hateful ants were finally crushed to death.

The God of Sacrifice breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, his eyes froze.

Ji Yan, who had fallen to the ground, stood up again.

He was covered with bruises and wounds, and his condition had reached a serious level, but he still stood up.

His figure was straight, his aura was undiminished, and he was still full of fighting spirit.

The God of Sacrifice frowned, disgusted, "Disgusting ants."

Ji Yan gave him a feeling of being a bug that could not be crushed to death no matter how hard he stepped on it, and it gave off a disgusting smell.

"Hehe..." The God of Desolation next to him once again found an opportunity to laugh.

He laughed recklessly, "What? You can't deal with this ant either?"

Ji Yan was like an immortal cockroach, which made the God of Sacrifice feel sick, and the God of Wilderness's ridicule made the God of Sacrifice even sicker.

Raging from the heart, the God of Wilderness attacked again.

He slapped Ji Yan hard, "Go to hell!"

Boom!

The mist of reincarnation in the sky gathered together and turned into a huge black hand that fell down.

Looking at the giant hand falling from the sky, Ji Yan had no expression on his face, but he sighed in his heart.

There is still a gap between him and the Mahayana period.

The huge palm fell from the sky, and the surrounding land had collapsed and sunk.

Is this the end?

Ji Yan sighed in his heart.

I may not be able to get the time that my junior brother needs.

Lu Shaoqing needs half a day, but now only about half of the time has passed.

For the remaining time, Ji Yan felt that he could not hold on any longer.

In fact, he has been in the hands of the Mahayana for so long, which is enough to be proud of. Perhaps no one else in the world can do it.

But Ji Yan was not satisfied with everything he did and felt that he had not done well.

Ji Yan looked up and looked at the huge palm falling from the sky. He sighed again in his heart, which was dissatisfied with himself.

I am still too weak.

But, maybe it ends here.

Ji Yan knew that he could not continue to fight.

The injury was too serious and his body was on the verge of collapse.

If this palm fell, he might die.

But before dying, he had to make the enemy pay the price.

When Ji Yan made a decision in his heart, he suddenly felt a sinking in his hand and looked down.

The Wuqiu Sword was emitting light, and Ji Yan subconsciously closed his eyes.

Ji Yan found that he seemed to have come to an unknown void. He was surprised to find that in the dark void, there was a tall figure standing.

Holding a magic sword in his hand.

Looking at the sword, Ji Yan's heart jumped, and four words emerged in his mind.

The Supreme Saint Emperor Sword!

This divine sword was exactly the Emperor Sword that Ji Yan had encountered in the Beginningless Realm before.

The Supreme Saint Emperor Sword in front of him was obviously in its prime, emitting a terrifying pressure.

Ji Yan's eyes fell on the tall figure.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the man clearly.

In Ji Yan's eyes, the man seemed to be shrouded in a fog. Except for the Supreme Emperor Sword, he couldn't see anything on the man.

Who is he?

The owner of the Supreme Emperor Sword?

Ji Yan was secretly surprised.

Where is this place?

Before Ji Yan could figure out why he was here, the figure in front of him suddenly raised the sword and swung it gently.

It seemed to be just an ordinary sword, but Ji Yan's eyes suddenly widened.

In front of this sword, Ji Yan felt that he was like a three-year-old child waving a sword, and the person in front of him was a real swordsman.

Ji Yan opened his eyes wide to prevent himself from missing a single thing.

At the same time, he imitated subconsciously.

Fu Tailiang and others in the distance saw that Ji Yan actually closed his eyes, and couldn't help screaming, "Ji Yan!"

Have you given up, waiting to die?

Lei Zhan also shook his head, feeling heavy-hearted. Ji Yan was undoubtedly giving up by doing this.

But it was normal, after all, the battle had reached its limit.

Perhaps giving up resistance was the best choice.

"Damn it!" Fu Tailiang rushed towards Ji Yan.

He didn't care about anything else, and rushed over to see if there was a chance to rescue Ji Yan.

Boom!

The earth shook, and dust flew all over the sky, as if darkness was destroying the world.

The god of sacrifice laughed grimly, "Ant, disappear!"

"Buzz!" Suddenly, the sound of a sword rang out between heaven and earth, and the next moment, a thousand-foot-long light rose from the ground...

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