Sword Emperor

As the Great God Jiuli gradually approached, the momentum contained in the void became more and more oppressive. In the end, even the powerful masters such as Dao Lord and God Lord could not accept it.

When the pressure reached its peak, the fallen god finally could not bear it, and the wings behind him could be seen suddenly opening.

"Fallen World"

In an instant, billions of feathers were flying in the sky, and the scene was magnificent.

But what ordinary people don't know is that each feather is an extremely sharp blade, containing a very terrifying edge.

Under the seemingly beautiful scenery, it contains murderous intent that ordinary people can't imagine.

In addition, many sacrificial spirits such as Demon Lord and Shura also attacked without reservation.

Suddenly, various avenue rules in the vast sky competed to shine, and the source of all the power was the Great God Jiuli.

Even in the face of such a siege, the face of the Jiuli God did not change at all, and he even sneered:

"You want to stop me? In these 10 billion years, if you were not so numerous, I could have completely wiped out these birdmen and demon cubs with one hand."

As he spoke, he slowly swung his big hand in front of him, and the shadow of the Axe of Creation formed by the rules fell straight down.

The dazzling axe light immediately descended, as if a huge axe of millions of feet fell down, and the sharpness contained in it was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Under this force, many of the avenue rules that were originally flying in the sky were directly cut off, and as for the previous white wings, they were cut in half in an instant.

Moreover, the aftermath of the axe light continued to sweep towards the fallen gods, the demon lords and many other sacrificial spirits.

Accompanied by bursts of dull sounds, the bodies of these sacrificial spirits exploded.

Although they reappeared at the original place soon, what happened before still filled their hearts with anger.

As long as their faith was not exhausted, they would be immortal. Even if they were blown up, they would only lose a little face, which was not worth mentioning at all.

But the most important thing was that after seeing this scene with their own eyes, all the Jiuli monks in the world were full of madness on their faces.

After all, they were separated for 10 billion years and finally could fight side by side with Jiuli God again.

Just when countless Jiuli strongmen were extremely excited, the brows of the God Lord, the Taoist Lord and others were tightly knitted together.

After all, they would not allow the Jiuli tribe to rise again, and even needed to be wiped out directly from the root.

Seeing that the morale of the Jiuli tribe had changed now, they did not dare to delay at all.

The Taoist Lord and the Immortal Lord flew straight towards the Jiuli God. During the journey, one of them showed thousands of avenues around him, and the other had a chaos gourd on his head.

Seeing this, although the face of the Great God Jiuli was very calm, a hint of joy appeared in his pupils.

Before the Taoist and Immortal Lord came to him, he could be seen soaring into the air, and at the same time he secretly transmitted his voice:

"My friend, with my current ability, delaying these two people is already the limit. As for the rest, it all depends on you."

As soon as the words fell, the Great God Jiuli had already started a collision with the Taoist and Immortal Lords.

What makes people helpless is that although the Great God Jiuli was very powerful at his peak, he could easily suppress countless strong men.

But now his condition is really not good. The two moves just now have almost exhausted most of the power in his body.

Now, as he said, he can only restrain the Taoist and Immortal Lords.

Of course, for Sun Bing, being able to do this is enough.

Because he didn't know how long the Great God Jiuli could hold on, he glanced at the battlefield in the distance and looked at the God Lord again, his eyes became sharp in an instant.

After feeling the familiar eyes, even the Lord of Gods broke out in a cold sweat.

Before he could prepare himself, Sun Bing's figure had already disappeared.

"Damn it, it's another attack like this."

Seeing this scene, the Lord of Gods couldn't help but curse secretly, and at the same time, his vigilance instantly increased to the extreme.

As for his consciousness, it has been forcibly descended into the long river of time.

As long as any danger is detected, the consciousness can instantly cross the layers of time and space and return to the past to protect its own safety.

In this regard, the faces of the fallen gods, demons and other sacrificial spirits are once again full of helplessness.

Because the current situation seems to have returned to not long ago, they are still trapped by the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

The Lord of God is also still under the attack of Sun Bing, running back and forth, without any breakthrough point at all.

If the stalemate continues like this, those sacrificial spirits with slightly weaker strength will soon be completely wiped out by the Jiuli clan.

At that time, they will usher in the final doomsday.

Thinking of this, the hearts of many sacrificial spirits such as Demon Lord and Shura were filled with anxiety, and they even activated their faith and contacted the tribes behind them, hoping to send reinforcements as soon as possible.

In fact, it was not only the sacrificial spirits who were anxious in the prison world, but there was also one person who was very anxious.

This was Gu Tian.

Although he had been in this world for such a long time, he did not reveal anything, not even the Heavenly Gu.

At this moment, he looked at the Zhuxian Sword Formation not far away, and his pupils were full of anxiety:

"Now the situation has entered a stalemate again, no, it can even be said that the sacrificial spirits are still in a weak position, and the only breakthrough point is the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Does it mean that I need to break this sword formation myself? "

Speaking of this, a hint of hesitation appeared in Gu Tian's pupils.

After all, He has not recovered at this moment, and His strength is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary Epoch Master.

Once He breaks the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it means that His whereabouts will be exposed.

This is a result that Gu Tian cannot accept at all.

After all, up to this moment, He is still very cautious about the battle not long ago, and originally thought that he had a sure win.

But he never expected that he would almost completely perish in the end, which even caused a nightmare in Gu Tian's heart.

It is precisely because of this that He does not want to do anything. Exposing his identity and whereabouts.

When Gu Tian was extremely entangled in his heart, the many strong men of the Jiuli tribe were united.

Their individual strength was already relatively strong, and they were also targeting the weaker part of the sacrificial spirits.

After the first encirclement and suppression, the Jiuli tribe made corresponding arrangements.

Originally, they were in groups of fifty people, a total of 103 groups, and could target 103 sacrificial spirits at the same time.

But after the previous battle, they were divided into 500 groups, which meant that the number of sacrificial spirits that could be targeted at the same time increased.