Even if he is unmatched, he must fight with all his might.

Qin Xuan rushed into the endless darkness.

This was already out of the fairyland. If the God Ancestor could kill him, he would have no way to avoid it.

Even the God Ancestor had a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You lost your weapon and burned your essence."

"What if you have reached the ninth level of the Emperor!"

In his eyes, the outcome was already determined.

Even though Qin Xuan had burned his essence and his strength was enough to rival the ninth level of the Emperor, in his eyes, it was still not good enough.

He looked at Qin Xuan, and with a thought, the dragon roared and rushed towards Qin Xuan.

Just as the dragon moved, a flute sounded softly, and in this darkness, it was like a peerless song.

Under this flute sound, there was a roar, resounding between heaven and earth, suppressing the dragon's chant.

But in this endless darkness, the nine evils were roaring, and those pairs of eyes that contained endless evil spirits, at this moment, regained clarity.

There seemed to be a figure in each pair of eyes.

Among the nine evils, there was a woman holding a bone flute and playing it softly.

Sixth Jingshui looked at the God Ancestor from afar, and there was no more awe in her eyes.

Some, but there was a trace of murderous intent.

When the nine evils came out of the darkness and killed the wandering dragon.

"Jingshui, you..."

The shackles on the body of the Sixth Yunli gradually broke. She looked at the figure of the Sixth Jingshui holding the bone flute, and the 170,000 years of resentment in her eyes were shattered.

Sixth Jingshui turned back gently, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery in the corner of her eyes.

'You, are still as stupid as that'

Sixth Yunli was stunned in the darkness, her lips trembled slightly, as if she was choking, but she didn't know how to speak.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute ended.

Above the nine evils, there were true spirits, the nine ancestors, with celestial postures like madness, standing above the nine evils.

They never spoke, but they were like mountains, eternal in the fairy world.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, there was a realm of the Great Dao, like a shackle, Hongmeng, reincarnation, heavenly Dao... nine paths penetrated the darkness.

"Roar!"

The wandering dragon was roaring, roaring, but it was the power of the incarnation of the God Ancestor after all. The nine evils were at the peak of the ninth realm of the emperor. Perhaps, the nine evils could not defeat the God Ancestor, but it might not be a problem to trap the wandering dragon.

The bone flute in the hand of the Sixth Jingshui slowly went to her waist, and replaced it with a sword in her hand.

The three-foot sword edge seemed to split the endless darkness.

The God Realm was shaking, and in the Supreme Luotian, terrifying sword energy rushed into the sky and fell into the sea. The nine pillars of the God King were where they cut off the endless river of the Great Dao controlled by the incarnation of the God Ancestor.

Liu Shijing held a sword in her hand and looked at the incarnation of the God Ancestor. "Liu Shijing, I am willing to use the sword in my hand to send my father to his death!"

After the words fell, there was a murderous intent in those indifferent eyes.

The God Ancestor looked at Jiu Xiong and Liu Shijing, and there was a calmness in his eyes.

"Sixth Jingshui, you are finally on the same path as Sixth Cangqing!" A faint voice sounded in the darkness, "It's a pity that even if you have been preparing for 170,000 years, you are still so weak in my eyes."

"Just like Sixth Cangqing."

The God Ancestor chuckled, "Do you really think that I don't know that you saved Sixth Cangqing?"

"You can endure for 170,000 years, unlike Sixth Cangqing who is so stupid that he dares to challenge me because he thinks he has reached the peak of the ninth realm of the emperor!"

"It's a pity that you put your hope in the fairy world, but you see a chance to beat me?"

In the eyes of Sixth Jingshui, there is a faint trace of blood-colored avenue pattern, and at the center of the eyebrows, the origin of the great qi turns into some mysterious pattern.

"It's a pity that it's just a gnat trying to shake a tree!" The God Ancestor sighed, "Well, this drama should come to an end!"

"I am too kind, the price of kindness..."

There was a hint of coldness in the golden pupils, "But you challenge my authority again and again. Just relying on you, the wild spirits of the lower world, are you qualified to challenge the heavens!?"

Before the voice fell, the sword in the hand of the Sixth Jingshui had already come out.

A snow-white sword light, as if filled with stars, was condensed by the Great Dao.

Qi controls all the Dao, and those stars are condensed by the realm of the Great Dao.

Seventeen thousand years of cultivation, supreme, only the Sixth Jingshui knows, she has never relaxed for a moment.

Boom!

The God Ancestor moved, as if he used his true strength for the first time.

Just a palm, a vast divine power almost made the entire immortal channel tremble, facing the sword of the Sixth Jingshui.

In an instant, the sword energy was shattered, and all the paths were annihilated.

That palm was unmatched, and the power of that palm was like a crushing blow.

Even the full-strength attack of the Sixth Jingshui did not cause him any damage.

This was just a wisp of incarnation.

The Sixth Jingshui smiled coldly, "Oh? Is that so!?"

When the voice fell, the Sixth Jingshui had already stepped forward.The more she moved, the more she moved. There was a faint sense of power on the sword in her hand.

She looked at the palm of the God Ancestor, and the sword in her hand slowly fell.

Rumble...

With this sword, the immortal and divine channels seemed to be cut, and the power of that palm was annihilated under the sword of the Sixth Jingshui.

The face of the God Ancestor became colder, "I underestimated you. Are you about to surpass the ninth level of the emperor?"

That was a height that even the Sixth Cangqing had never reached, but now, the Sixth Jingshui has already stood above it.

She has surpassed the Sixth Cangqing, but she still has not made a move.

This hint of forbearance made the God Ancestor raise the murderous intent for the first time.

"Do you think this incarnation is the same as 170,000 years ago?" The God Ancestor said indifferently, and his palm shook, and the divine power flowed into his hand like mud, turning into a seven-foot-long spear.

The Sixth Jingshui had already crossed the chaotic land, and she came with a sword and looked at the God Ancestor.

"Does it matter if you are the same or different?"

"I have waited too long for this day!"

"Even if you are really God, I will cut you off to sacrifice his life!"

The coldness in the voice of the Sixth Jingshui seemed to freeze the entire immortal god channel.

She stepped suddenly, and the divine body seemed to disappear.

The incarnation of the ancestor of the gods shook his arm, and in the darkness, the spear and the sword seemed to burst out with endless darkness.

The channel was broken, and endless turbulence rolled in. This turbulence was different from the chaos outside the immortal god world.

It was an endless avenue, space fragments, and the power of nothingness and darkness, which seemed to be the power outside the two worlds.

Even Qin Xuan, when he approached, couldn't help but feel a terrifying aftermath that was going to destroy him.

Qin Xuan shook his fists, and his black hair was like crazy.

"Is this the true strength of the Sixth Jingshui?"

"After enduring for 170,000 years, he took action now!"

Qin Xuan grinned, his chest raised, and laughed loudly, "I, Qin Changqing, stand shoulder to shoulder with you!"

"You are just one person..."

Qin Xuan shook his fists and rushed directly into the endless turbulence, leaving only eight characters in the world.

"Just kill him, there is no need to be afraid!"

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