The Supreme of the Wilderness laughed heartily.

now.

Where Ying Xuan is is the most violent.

Balls of light exploded like divine thunder, all containing ultimate power, like a large number of ultimate powers continuously attacking you.

But Ying Xuan.

The performance was too indifferent.

He stood here, the Emperor's domain spread out, and once the light of destruction touched him, it would become strangely distorted and shattered involuntarily.

In fact, the nine overlords rarely take action.

Generally, if any supreme being disobeys them, they will send the supreme beings or eternal gods under their command to deal with them.

But the Lord knows.

Ying Xuan is too taboo.

Sending those supreme and eternal gods is more like seeking death.

An ancient figure, immortal, cold and ruthless, at this moment condensed a magic spear with the laws, which pierced through the sky like a judgment and stabbed over.

This is the judgment of the Lord.

"The Emperor is not judged."

But Ying Xuan swung his knife across and directly cut off the Spear of Judgment.

But this is just the beginning.

He saw the figure of a master again, holding a knife, like the knife of fate, and creating a long river, like the long river of fate.

He slashed across the long river of fate, cutting off Ying Xuan's future and bringing darkness.

"My future is decided by myself!"

Ying Xuan's fate is not under his control. He has to walk his own path in the future, and no one can control his future.

It can be said that these masters are unparalleled in the world and their various methods of controlling the fate of others seem to have lost their effect on Ying Xuan.

His imperial heart is purer than nature and the Great Zhou.

"The Lord cannot be challenged, the rules cannot be shaken. Those who attempt to shake eternity will be reduced to ashes, leaving no trace of their bodies."

The terrifying voice of the master was spreading, like a concentric circle exploding in all directions.