These words seemed to carry a bloody aura and were extremely ruthless. He had once cut off the body of the Dragon Saint, and now he was cutting off the body of his son.
Father and son are both saints. This should be a beautiful story, enough to leave a mark in the extraordinary history books, but the reality is so cold and cruel.
Under the forbidden-level sword light, the dragon scales shattered and scattered. Each piece of dragon scale was larger than a planet, with shocking bloodstains and surrounded by the light of rules.
Blood, like a galaxy bursting its banks, dyed the Sea of Origin red.
The nine-headed dragon raised its head and let out a dull roar, breaking the tranquility of the world. After most of its body was taken down and smashed into the sea, the depths of the Sea of Origin turned crimson, and waves crashed into the sky.
In the sea, endless continents sank one after another.
The nine-headed dragon's eyes were about to pop out, and blood spurted from his wounds, steaming upwards, causing many large stars to shake, crack, and then explode.
He was in pain and despair. His old enemy was not dead and had reappeared, trying to stop him when he was trying to survive the True Saint Tribulation, but he had no power to fight back.
He struggled, his broken body swaying, he tried to drive away the knife light from the wound. On his broken body, all the dragon scales were spread out, bloody, and some scales were falling off rapidly, leaving him in a bloody mess.
He looked into the deep sky, a man whose blood was still fresh, whose heart was filled with affection and who was grateful for the past, but was he destined to have a tragic ending?
That man came again, stopped his father, destroyed Longting, his hands were covered in blood, he was cold, ruthless, cruel, and more powerful than before.
In his eyes, there were bloody and broken scenes. All his senior brothers and sisters were dead, and his fiancée even committed suicide, but he could do nothing.
Even though he had passed the tribulation and was about to become a true saint, and was so powerful, he was still cut into pieces by a single sword.
The evil enemy was right in front of him, but he couldn't take revenge and even he was about to die.
The mortal calamity in the natural disaster has ended, but there is still one last natural disaster that has not yet arrived. However, he is already weak, not to mention that there is a true saint enemy blocking his way. Everything is doomed.
"The world is unfair. Why can those who killed their teachers and brothers live forever in this world and hang in the secular world? I don't accept it!" The nine-headed dragon raised his head, blood dripping from his eyes, full of unwillingness, helplessness and despair.
It really had some problems this time, it failed to suppress its power and accidentally broke through the barrier ahead of time. Now it really couldn't stop the supreme being that appeared with a knife.
Deep in the pitch-black universe, the sword light cuts through time and space and flies into the sea of origin! Baidu search for Deep Space Beyond lele for the fastest update.
The nine-headed dragon dodged quickly and fought with all its might, but it was still far behind in terms of its ability, and it avoided the fate of having its soul chopped off.
But with a "puff" sound, his mouth was broken, cut by the knife light, very bloody, the blood fell into the starry sky, and pieces of stars exploded again.
The True Saint in the deep space definitely did it on purpose. Even if he didn't kill him with a single blow, he still taught him a bloody lesson for his disrespectful words.
"Lu Huang, I am indeed no match for you at the moment, but even if I, Long Wenming, die, I will do my best to break a section of your ultimate path!"
The nine-headed dragon soared into the sky, its broken body covered in blood and still continuing to crack, but he didn't care. He transformed into a human body, which was still incomplete. The sword light remained in its wounds, preventing him from reshaping his body. His whole body of Taoism began to burn.
Now he is considered a true saint. He wants to destroy his own path and transform his own rhyme of Tao into a blazing flame to burn off a section of the path of the Supreme True Saint Lu Huang.
Unfortunately, he is indeed tragic and miserable. Even if he decides to fight to the death and sheds his last drop of true blood, he is powerless to defy fate and cannot even touch his opponent.
Because, the moment the sword light that illuminated eternity appeared in the deep sky, it was already powerful enough in itself, and at the same time, the final natural disaster also appeared.
Long Wenming's body was broken and bleeding, his eyes were completely bulging, and his seemingly heroic face was filled with pain, helplessness, and desolation. He knew that he was almost at the end of his life.
Even God did not give him a chance. This final natural disaster was also the most terrible catastrophe. Without the help of the "outside saints", few people could survive it.
Now, with the addition of a vicious enemy, his life is doomed and there is no suspense.
"Is this my way home?" he said with a smile. (This chapter is not yet finished!)
New Chapter 476: Bringing Gifts to the Demon Court
Xuemozi was laughing miserably, "I don't know whether I am a good person or not. Because I have been dormant, practicing, and isolating myself from the world, and have not interacted with more people. However, there is absolutely no one who can be like Lu Huang, who killed his master and brother, and committed a lot of blood. He is not a good person, but he can stay high in the world and overlook the extraordinary center. Haha, haha...this world!"
He burned his Dao rhyme to resist the sword light, but his own light dimmed and became extremely weak.
"Father, I am ashamed to live up to your expectations. Senior brothers and sisters, I am ashamed to see you. Qing Ao, I have failed you. I am a waste. I cannot take revenge. I have failed in my life. I am about to die and will go to find you." At the end, his face was full of tears and he soared into the sky with the fire of Taoism.
The endless sword light, slashing down from the depths of the universe, was like an endless calamity in itself, vaporizing the entire area of the Sea of Origin. It was so vast and boundless that it was truly too terrifying.
At the same time, at the end of the void, above the sky, there were a total of 14 pictures of strange sights, overlapping and pressing down one after another. That was the final disaster from heaven, suppressing Long Wenming together.
Each solid realm has 9 regular domains, and if you add 5 limit-breaking domains, there are 14 scenes in total. The current disaster targets the flaws and shortcomings of each domain and attacks the foundation of Taoism.
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