Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

The Xuanhuang Sword almost fell from her palm.

The Creator God smiled triumphantly and whipped Qing Jiujiu again.

Qing Jiujiu quickly held the Xuanhuang Sword horizontally, twisted the whip and pulled it back. The Creator staggered forward and almost fell down. He used the hidden strength of his feet to stop.

The two of them confronted each other with whips.

Qing Jiujiu raised the immortal energy and rushed towards the Creator God along the whip.

The Creator God was not to be outdone. He raised the supreme divine power and rushed towards Qing Jiujiu along the nine-section whip.

The immortal energy and the supreme divine power collided, and the whip was full of flames.

The Creator God frowned.

How could a mere immortal have such a big dantian and store so much immortal power?

However, this is also good.

After cutting open this Dantian, she will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort in future cultivation. Thinking of this, the Creator God could not help but be ecstatic.

But...

A cup of tea passed.

The immortal power and divine power were still colliding with each other.

The Creator God felt that the divine power in his body was insufficient, but Qing Jiujiu's immortal power seemed inexhaustible.

Qing Jiujiu looked calm.

Although her immortal power could not match the supreme divine power in a real fight.

But in terms of endurance, no one in the world can compare with her.

No!

If this goes on, I will not be able to hold on any longer!

The Creator God's eyes turned and he whistled.

Sound waves spread out.

Qing Jiujiu's pupils shrank slightly, and she instantly understood what the Creator God was doing?

Damn, is he calling for help when he can't win?

Qing Jiujiu snorted coldly, took out a rattle with her left hand, and threw it directly. The rattle spun and hit the face of the God of Creation.

With a "bang!", the God of Creation fell backwards.

The nine-section whip in her hand fell, and the sound of whistling also stopped abruptly.

The God of Creation only felt a hot flow in her nose. She raised her hand and touched it, and it was bleeding.

A lot of blood.

The God of Creation gnashed his teeth angrily.

For many years, tens of millions of years, since Jun Hua fell to repair the barrier, Jun Hua Emperor's Palace has been managed by her. Who in the entire Supreme God Realm does not respect her?

And this lowly immortal dared to hit her with something and make her bleed. It is simply unforgivable.

Originally, she just wanted to cut Qing Jiujiu's dantian and let her go on the road well, but now...

"Qing Jiujiu! I will cut you into pieces!"

As soon as the voice fell.

All around, portals suddenly appeared one after another.

Qing Jiujiu looked at the portals, and bursts of strong power came out from them.

Then, one after another, they stepped out from inside.

The most peculiar thing was that all of them had the same face as Qing Jiujiu.

However, some of them looked to be in their twenties, some in their thirties, and some in their forties.

The paintings on the walls inside the statue appeared in Qing Jiujiu's mind.

These people were probably the wall-painted people.

The highest of these people had reached the realm of God King, and the lowest was also the realm of Demigod. At a glance, there were at least a thousand people.

Moreover, they looked like they had been taken in as God's servants by the God of Creation.

"All of them have been taken in as God's servants."

Qing Jiujiu raised his eyebrows.

The God of Creation narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "If I had known that you were so rebellious, I should have taken you in as a God's servant first, and it wouldn't be so troublesome. But it doesn't matter, you will die soon anyway."

"Kill her for me!"

The God of Creation roared.

Countless numbered replicas rushed towards Qing Jiujiu.

Qing Jiujiu was instantly surrounded by three layers of people.

They raised their hands and slapped Qing Jiujiu.

The strong force attacked Qing Jiujiu from all directions, like a nuclear bomb explosion.

Qing Jiujiu's pupils shrank and quickly condensed a shield.

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded, and Qing Jiujiu was submerged in the smoke.

The God of Creation frowned.

Could it be that he was too heavy-handed and turned to ashes directly?

If so, wouldn't his Dantian be saved?

She walked quickly into the smoke, took two steps, and suddenly stopped.

No, there are too many strange points on Qing Jiujiu, who knows if there is any fraud in it, wait until the smoke dissipates.

The God of Creation stood quietly and waited.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

Qing Jiujiu lay on the ground, motionless.

The broken pieces of the shield were scattered around.

This time, she was not pretending.

This was like thousands of people fighting each other.

No matter how powerful she was, she couldn't beat him.

She moved her fingers and cursed in her heart.

Fuck.

This time, she was not going to die.

The shield was useless.

It hurts.

She tried to get up, and her body got up a little, but then she was still "With a "bang", he fell down, and dust flew everywhere.

The smoke around him gradually dissipated.

The God of Creation laughed when he saw Qing Jiujiu dying.

"Sure enough, a replica is a replica, no matter how powerful it is! Hahahaha..."

The God of Creation walked slowly towards Qing Jiujiu, turning his palm, with long sharp nails, which were condensed with the supreme power.

She walked in front of Qing Jiujiu and looked down at her.

Her excited heart was trembling.

At this moment, she really waited too long.

Emperor Junhua, don't worry, as long as I am alive, I will not let your soul dissipate.

The sharp claws were about to reach Qing Jiujiu's dantian.

Suddenly, a portal appeared out of thin air.

Qing Jiu walked out of it, wearing a red battle armor and black hair tied high.

She slapped the wrist of the God of Creation, then picked up Qing Jiujiu who was lying on the ground and threw her to Qi Fan.

Qing Jiujiu hit Qi Fan in the stomach.

Qi Fan was awakened by the hit and opened his eyes.

"Protect, Jiujiu! "

Qing Jiu exclaimed.

Qi Fan looked at the delicate profile of the person in front of him and pursed his lips happily: "Don't worry, I will."

The God of Creation took a closer look.

"Qing Jiu?"

Qing Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Do you know me? It seems that you are the so-called creator."

"Yes, if it weren't for Qing Jiujiu, you would be the best one I made with the Huasheng Fruit. I should have cut open your Dantian."

The God of Creation looked down and looked at Qing Jiu's Dantian.

Qing Jiu probably understood what the God of Creation said.

So, Qi Fan's guesses were all right.

"But it's just right that you're here. I'll use Qing Jiujiu's first, and then yours! "

The Creator God raised his hand and waved it.

All the clones walked towards Qing Jiu.

Qing Jiu raised her hand and moved her fingertips. The Blood Moon Wheel flew from a distance and landed in her palm.

Qing Jiu's eyes turned red, her black hair fluttered, and the aura of the demon god emanated from her back.

It is well known that demon cultivators of the same class are higher than human cultivators of the same class.

The Creator God's pupils widened.

It turned out to be a demon cultivator. No wonder she couldn't call Qing Jiu back when she used the Huasheng Fruit to summon her number. It turned out that she had cut off her fate as an immortal and became a demon cultivator.