Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

After doing all this, Zixiao put the black knife Night back into his Qiankun ring.

He slapped his hands a few times, and it seemed that there was invisible dust on them.

"It's time to call it a day! Old Qian, do you have any sense? I'm in this state, why don't you help me?!"

"Come, come, young master..."

Before Zixiao spoke, Manager Qian was in a state of confusion.

Seeing that Lord Long from Chilian City died in front of him, the shock really made him not know what to say.

You know, even the Palace Master of Chilian City would be a little afraid of that Lord.

Just when Manager Qian stepped forward to help Zixiao,

The whole city began to tremble wildly, the earth shook, buildings collapsed, and the Dao rhyme of the Three Thousand Avenues was even more chaotic.

"What, what happened?! What happened again?!"

Both Manager Qian and Xiao Cui were about to collapse.

Who could bear this continuous stimulation?

Mountains overturned, rivers flowed back, and the scene of the sky falling and the earth collapsing was like the end of the world.

Cracks appeared in the earth in the center of the city, as if something was about to emerge from it.

Boom! !

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the earth completely collapsed. A giant hand covered with spikes stretched out from it. The moment the hand appeared, the surrounding space began to collapse.

It seemed that the heaven and earth would not allow this creature to wake up.

Boom boom boom...

The earth was still making a continuous wail.

The giant hand was getting higher and higher until it covered the entire city and the entire sky.

Then, the hand slapped Zixiao fiercely.

The giant hand that covered the sky suddenly descended from the clouds, carrying the breath of destroying the world. This giant hand seemed to be the anger of the gods, making the whole world tremble.

It was said before that there were cultivators from various forces in Chilian City, and there were many cultivators with outstanding cultivation.

But even they, when facing the giant hand that covered the sky, their spiritual power was obscure and exhausted. The aura of the gods alone made it difficult for them to resist. If they did not stop it, let alone Zixiao, the city would be destroyed in an instant.

At this time, an ethereal voice resounded through the world.

"How dare you!"

The misty white dress danced slightly in the wind, and a jade-like hand gently slapped the sky.

Pop...

It was as if a drop of rain fell in the sea.

Countless white spiritual powers rushed towards the giant hand that destroyed the world in the sky.

Boom!!!

The sky and the earth lost their color instantly!

The roar made everyone temporarily deaf, and the shining light made people cry unconsciously.

Thousands of mountains around Chilian City collapsed at the same time. This collision shocked the universe, and the existence of major holy places and forbidden areas was revived. Because the impact was too great, the breath and fluctuations of the Supreme swept the universe.

Above the sky, cracks are appearing one after another.

There seems to be a golden liquid surging in the cracks, until it drops to the ground drop by drop. Every drop that falls will make a bottomless chasm appear on the ground.

The sky is bloody, and the mountains are collapsing.

The battle of the Supreme is so terrifying. Compared with it, the so-called Lord Long, who is obviously at the level of the Saint King, is like a baby in front of this great power.

Buzz...

The Chilian City formation pattern, which had already been broken, is constantly flashing with light. This is the smart people in the city activating the formation.

The aura of the Supreme is extraordinary. Even if it is not directed at them, they may be affected. This is not the real battle of the Supreme.

It is unknown how long it took for the earth to gradually return to peace.

Zixiao and others opened their eyes and saw only the ruins around them. If the Chilian City had not been activated because of the formation pattern, this huge city that was like a small world might not even have ruins left.

The giant hand above the sky has disappeared.

Piaomiao stood there without moving, but her already snow-white face became even more pale.

Zixiao walked forward and asked tentatively: "Elder Piaomiao, are you okay?"

Piaomiao looked at Zixiao with a smile and said: "What do you think?"

"Elder Piaomiao has great magical powers. He can just wave his hand and the enemy will definitely be wiped out. It was the kid who overstepped his bounds. By the way! It just so happens that my wife is about to give birth, so I'll leave first!"

After that, Zixiao gave Manager Qian a call.

With a wink, he asked the other party to help him leave quickly.

If it weren't for the fact that his spiritual energy was exhausted and his body was half disabled, even if he crawled, he would have crawled away from this place of wrong!

Manager Qian didn't seem to notice Zi Xiao's gaze, and was staring blankly at the ruins around him, not knowing what he was thinking.

This is a finished thing!

Zi Xiao was angry and refused to argue, but now was not the time to care so much. He took out the black knife from the storage space again, inserted it into the ground as a support, and left step by step towards the distance.

At this moment, the ethereal voice sounded faintly behind Zixiao.

"Little guy, where are you going?"

Hearing this, Zi Xiao's body stiffened, and he turned around slowly, with a forced smile on his face: "Well, Elder Pianmiao, I'm thinking about things here, and my wife is about to give birth, so I should go back anyway. ah……"

"oh?"

Piaomiao waved her little hand lightly and said in surprise: "So you still have a wife. That's fine. Take your wife and go back to the sect with me..."

"Go back to the sect?"

The corners of Zi Xiao's mouth twitched slightly: "I said, Elder Piao Miao, how can I, the boy He De, worship under your sect? What's more, I'm still covered in injuries. Even if I want to worship into your sect, I still have to wait for my injuries. alright……"

call out……

Before Zi Xiao could finish speaking, a strong wind struck.

Pianmiao shot a pill directly into Zixiao's mouth.

Gulu...

Zixiao swallowed it subconsciously.

After the pill entered his abdomen, a warm current swept through Zi Xiao's whole body. The broken bones continued to fuse, and the messy injuries inside began to heal as the medicine took effect.

"This is... holy medicine???"

Manager Qian was dumbfounded. The value of the holy medicine was immeasurable. It was second only to the imperial medicine and the immortal medicine. The latter two could instantly restore Dao injuries and even allow the emperor to live another life.

The holy medicine has the miraculous effect of killing human flesh and bones.

Even if the monk has only one breath left, he can be brought back instantly by the holy medicine.

This is the magic of holy medicine.

Although Zi Xiao's injury was serious, it was far from the level that required holy medicine.

Bang bang bang...

Zixiao's body emitted bursts of bone noise, which was proof of his recovery.

Being able to make such a sound proves how strong his body is. Even if he does not use this holy medicine, it is enough to use ordinary panacea to regulate his breathing for a period of time.

Manager Qian had a look of pain on his face.