A leaf beheads.

No spiritual power.

No sword moves.

With just a simple swing of the sword, he cut off the old sect leader's head neatly. The fracture on the neck was flat and smooth, and the broken neck, the size of a bowl, was still spewing blood.

certainly.

If you just behead him, you won't die.

after all.

The old sect leader is a cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana stage, and is only one step away from entering the half-step immortal realm.

Lu Hen Ge grabbed it casually.

A moment.

A transparent soul was held in his hand.

Look carefully.

This soul was actually the old sect leader.

The old sect leader's body and head were not spared and were put into Lu Hen Ge's storage ring. The furnace pill refined with such a body was of the highest quality.

The only pity is that the old sect master's luck has disappeared completely. The furnace pills refined with this body can only improve his cultivation, but cannot enhance his luck.

"Lu Henge!"

"you....."

The old sect leader in the soul state was in disbelief.

A leaf!

Just a leaf!

The trump card killer move that he had painstakingly studied throughout his life was as fragile as paper. He didn't even notice the leaf with sword intent coming towards him. This was the most difficult thing to accept, because it showed that he and Lu Hen Ge were not on the same level at all.

That's why.

He couldn't feel Lu Henge's attack.

Lu Hen Ge lowered his eyes slightly.

A pair of cold eyes looked at the old sect leader's soul, revealing an unfathomable coldness.

The old sect leader in soul form wanted to escape, but he couldn't move at all.

The old sect leader panicked.

The destruction of the physical body is a small matter.

If the soul is immortal, the body can be reshaped. At most, it will affect the talent for cultivation and affect subsequent cultivation.

But at this moment.

His soul was held in Lu Henge's hand.

Lu Hen Ge could easily kill him with just a thought, and it was a real kill, with no chance of resurrection.

"Hate Song!"

"There must be some misunderstanding between us. You are the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, and I am the Sect Master. We should be in the same group."

"We are one family, so how can we have two different opinions?"

"Let me go first. If you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk slowly."

The old sect leader laughed dryly.

He was too scared to die.

For such a person, the desire to survive will make him put aside his dignity and be willing to do anything as long as he can stay alive.

"rest assured."

"I won't kill you for now."

Lu Hen Ge said softly.

Hearing this.

The old sect leader breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Hen Ge still had some questions to ask this old man. After he had learned them clearly, it would not be too late to kill him and make the alchemy.

far away.

Chu Ge's eyes were cold.

"Kid."

"You're quite courageous!"

Chu Ge didn't care about the life or death of the old sect leader, but Lu Hen Ge killing the old sect leader in front of him was a slap in his face.

Lu Hen Ge gave him a calm look, but this look only aroused Chu Ge's anger. He was always the one showing off in front of others, so when was it someone else's turn to show off in front of him!

"I want you dead!"

Chu Ge gritted his teeth.

Next second.

The ancient monk's robe fell off his body and turned into a pocket that covered the sky and the sun. The terrifying suction force tore Lu Hen Ge's clothes and body. There were many dangers in the huge mouth of the robe. Once swallowed, it would be difficult to get out.

Lu Hen Ge narrowed his eyes slightly.

This monk's robe is also an extraordinary ritual implement.

"This person has a lot of treasures."

"The monk's robe that transforms into a Sky-Swallowing Pocket."

"The wine-red gourd hanging from the waist."

"The black and white brush in my hand."

These are all good things.

Especially that brush.

Lu Hen Ge could feel the existence of a spirit within the brush. Generally speaking, magical instruments that can give birth to spirits on their own are not simple.

but.

This is in line with the setting of the Son of Destiny.

A smile appeared on Lu Hen Ge's lips as he put the old sect master's soul into the storage ring. After coming out of the sword tomb, Lu Hen Ge had been unsure of how much his current strength had grown. He lacked an opponent who could test the results of his progress, and now, he had this opponent.

“It’s all-encompassing!”

"swallow!"

The cassock covering an area of ​​thousands of miles fell down, leaving Lu Hen Ge no chance of escape.

Lu Henge's eyes flickered, and countless galaxies swirled in them. Creation and destruction formed a perfect closed loop within Lu Henge's body. Then, Lu Henge raised his finger and gently tapped the void: "One touch, and the world will be created."

In an instant.

The starry sky surrounds the universe.

Countless magnificent celestial bodies rose from the ground, with Lu Hen Ge as the center, supporting a complete ancient universe.

Baili....

A thousand miles...

Ten thousand miles...

One hundred thousand miles...

The universe continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the sky within a hundred thousand miles. The sky was dark, and all the light was swallowed up.

All the cultivators within a radius of 100,000 miles of the Yijian Sect had been devoured by the old sect leader, leaving only some animals that had not yet awakened their intelligence. They sniffed their noses, looked up at the horrifying scene, panicked, and had no idea what was happening.

Chu Ge's pupils shrank slightly.

to be honest.

This move is essentially no different from the old sect leader's trump card killer move.

create.

destroy.

These two intertwined forces constitute the starry sky and the universe, creating the illusion of a complete world, but in reality, this world is very incomplete, lacking rules to maintain its operation and living things to drive the development of the world.

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