His aura was still strong, and he looked coldly at Gui Xu to bury the innocent god.
Zhou Qiankun sighed deeply.
"You are really hard to kill. I can't kill you even if I have two magical weapons."
Guixu Zangtian held the void with his hands and stood up slowly, his long hair fluttering and murderous intent filling the sky.
The Burial Sky Armor on his body turned into fragments and fell, revealing his scarred body.
This time, new wounds were exposed on it again, which were difficult to heal.
He said with great nostalgia:
"How many thousands of years have I never experienced the feeling of being infinitely close to death? But even in such a desperate situation, those enemies still can't kill me. What they can't do, you can't do it either."
The divine power of Guixu reappeared, corroding the nearly destroyed Sanqing Twelve Purple Micro Killing Formation and the only remaining divine death sword in Zhou Qiankun's hand.
Under the erosion of Guixu's divine power, cracks began to appear in the Divine Death Sword and the formation.
Guixu Zangtian sighed with emotion: "You are quite difficult to kill, and you were actually resurrected twice."
Then, his eyes became colder and colder, leaving only a disregard for life.
"But if I haven't guessed, you have no means of resurrection, right? The formation is about to collapse. Without the blessing of the true god's power, it is just scratching an itch for me. Let me see if you have any Determination to sacrifice yourself.”
As he spoke, the formation cracked once again, and even bigger cracks appeared.
Zhou Qiankun could feel the power of the true god passing away rapidly.
He had no time to think. As Guixu Zangtian said, once the power of the formation was completely lost, he would lose the last chance to kill Guixu Zangtian.
Zhou Qiankun sighed and looked at the people behind him.
He whispered with reluctance:
"Everyone, see you again in a trillion years, if we can see you again."
The Divine Death Sword flew out, and there was no joy or sadness in his eyes, only calm.
The Guixu Burial God looked at the God's Death Sword flying towards him with the same calmness.
Qing Yao closed her eyes, then suddenly opened her eyes. The Sky-Slaying Divine Spear in her hand was thrown out, falling from the cracks in the formation, and landed in front of Zhou Qiankun.
There's only so much she can do.
"I hope you can withstand the backlash of the military dissolution. In that case, there is still a glimmer of hope."
The Heaven-Slaying Divine Spear could only help him block the energy spread of Bingjie.
It was also thanks to the formation cracking, otherwise she wouldn't be able to do this step.
The terrifying energy fluctuations spread out again, and endless cracks were torn into the sky. The sky seemed to disappear in an instant within the entire Shenduantian Chasm.
Han Fengyang and others could only do their best to protect themselves. Fortunately, this energy was not directed at them, and all they suffered was the aftermath of the collapse of the earth.
Even so, the bodies of many semi-saints still exploded, leaving their souls floating alone in the air.
Qingyao spat out a mouthful of blood. Without the protection of the artifact, she could only use her body to resist the impact.
Lingxianyu was wrapped in the source of water and was also shocked to the point of coughing up blood.
Looking at Qingyao, Lingxianyu sighed.
She really loved him and gave him her only defense.
The fluctuations subsided, and there were still two figures in the center of the battlefield.
Zhou Qiankun's soul was wrapped in the god-killing poison ivy and was full of cracks.
The chains of order on the avenue above the soul were all shattered by the backlash of the God's Death Sword Soldier.
A gust of wind blew by, and the God-killing ivy dispersed like smoke and disappeared completely.
In order to protect Zhou Qiankun, it had exhausted all its vitality.
Even so, Zhou Qiankun's soul was still severely damaged, like a residual fire in the wind, almost extinguished.
If Qingyao's Sky-Slaying Divine Spear hadn't blocked the impact of Bingjie's ability for him, this last remaining fire would have been extinguished.
The Heaven-Slaying Divine Spear suffered heavy damage and flew into Qingyao's hand tremblingly without any movement.
The divine power on the divine spear is almost exhausted and will be difficult to recover in a short period of time.
Opposite Zhou Qiankun, Guixu Burial Heaven was equally miserable, with his body shattered and his spirit cracked.
He shouted loudly, and endless divine power gathered together, once again condensing a divine body.
He still survived, but the price was a bit high.
He fell away from the realm of true gods, leaving only the cultivation level of a demigod.
But he smiled sadly and looked at Zhou Qiankun with a complicated expression.
"You surprised me, but unfortunately, you still couldn't kill me."
Zhou Qiankun was speechless, he had tried his best.
Such a result can only be regarded as God's will.
A line of white clothes fell in front of Zhou Qiankun and took him hundreds of miles away.
Qingyao looked at Zhou Qiankun's soul fire that was about to go out, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Then, she looked at Han Fengyang and Hua Yu Daoyu.
"Zhou Qiankun has done what he can. Now Guixu Zangtian only has the strength of a demigod. Whether he can kill him or not depends on you."
Hua Yu Daoyu has a demigod puppet in his hand.
Hua Yu Daoyu looked happy, it was indeed right to stay.
He didn't expect that Zhou Qiankun would fight so fiercely with Guixu Zangtian.
Now that Guixu Burantian only has the strength of a demigod, he may not be able to kill him!
Han Fengyang looked at Hua Yu Daoyu's demigod puppet and said in a serious tone:
"In order to kill gods, our Holy Spirit Continent has sacrificed twelve saints. Young Master Hua Yu, it is your turn to show your sincerity."
Hua Yu Daoyu snorted coldly and looked at Guixu Zangtian with eyes filled with hatred.
"You don't need to urge him. If he killed Rou Xin, I will definitely take revenge."
The huge body of the demigod puppet walked towards Guixu Burial Heaven, and every step made the heaven and earth shake.
Looking at the behemoth in front of him, Guixu Zangtian was still frighteningly indifferent.
The divine power on his body was shaking, and he said in an arrogant tone:
"Hua Yu Daoyu, even if I am severely injured and only have the strength of a demigod, you are no match for me. Back then I was able to kill the Tender Heart Saint in front of the True God of Yaochi Dharma Protector, and now I can kill you too!"
His words made Han Fengyang frown.
What happened?
The true God of Dharma Protector can't even protect the Saint?
You must know that the True God of Yaochi Dharma Protector is the top god among the powerful True Gods.
A terrifying and powerful man who can fight hundreds of gods with one person.
These words made Hua Yu Daoyu clench his fists, tremble all over, and an unparalleled anger surged into his heart.
He seemed to have returned to that day again, with Rou Xin dying in front of him again.
He watched her lose her life, but could do nothing. The feeling of powerlessness and despair came to his heart this time.
Hua Yu Daoyu almost exhausted all his strength and roared:
"kill him!"
The demigod puppet had no emotions, raised its huge right leg, and stepped down towards the Gui Xu Burial Innocent God who was like a speck of dust.
Guixu Zangtian laughed loudly, looking arrogant as if he was higher than the sky.
One punch.
boom!
A loud noise spread, and the huge puppet formed a contrast with the tiny Guixu Burial Heaven.
Guixu Burial Sky didn't move a single step, but the huge puppet flew backwards for a hundred thousand miles and hit the sea, causing a huge splash.
The puppet stood up, his right leg was broken, and his movements were becoming more and more inflexible.
Seeing this result, everyone was shocked.
Unexpectedly, even after being injured like this by Zhou Qiankun, Guixu Zangtian is still invincible.
