He was clothed in stars and held the Sky-Slaying Divine Spear. Every attack carried the weight of endless stars, as if the entire starry sky was going to fall on Guixu Zangtian.
Guixu Zangtian relied on his divine spear, and Guixu's divine power continuously devoured Zhou Qiankun's power.
His figure was erratic in the starry sky, and every time he appeared, he was out of Zhou Qiankun's attack range.
The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the vibrations in the starry sky became more and more powerful.
Their figures kept intertwining in the starry sky, and each collision brought up a patch of starlight.
During the battle, their bodies shattered again and again, and their souls also disintegrated.
But with their huge will, the two of them gathered their souls and reshaped their bodies again and again, and persisted until the last moment.
In the end, in a surge of power, the two of them were knocked away at the same time, and their powers collided in the starry sky, forming a galaxy.
In the galaxy, the two figures gradually disappeared, leaving only two artifacts floating quietly in the starry sky.
The starry sky gradually calmed down, leaving only two scarred figures.
Their souls and bodies were shattered, with only a trace of will still holding on.
Their eyes were firm, as if they were still preparing for the next attack.
However, the battle was over and their strength was exhausted.
They looked at each other as if they were seeing their own reflections, their eyes filled with endless exhaustion.
Guixu Zangtian sighed with emotion: "Zhou Qiankun, I recognize your will to protect you. I have one last blow left. If you have no more strength left, then you will be defeated by this blow."
Zhou Qiankun used his will to forcefully maintain his soul and prevent it from breaking.
The same is true for Guixu Burial Heaven. They all maintain their origins with will.
As long as one of the two loses his will first, the battle will be over.
Zhou Qiankun held the already dim Sky-Slaying Divine Spear in his hand and spoke in a low tone.
"The Heaven-Slaying Divine Spear, come with me to kill the gods again."
The Sky-Slaying Divine Spear trembled, this was a silent answer.
The two of them supported their broken bodies and stared at each other.
At this moment, Zhou Qiankun was extremely curious, what exactly was the Ancient Covenant?
It actually deserves to be protected like this by Guixu Burial Heaven.
His will was the most terrifying that Zhou Qiankun had ever seen along the way.
But Zhou Qiankun also understood that Guixu Zangtian would not tell him the truth about the ancient covenant.
All of this can only be explored after he survives.
With this blow, both of them attacked each other with the thought of dying together.
None of them thought about living.
Zhou Qiankun's eyes were firm, and what supported him was only his last will.
Even if the universe is destroyed and all things wither, he will protect the people behind him until death.
At least, after death, cut off the shackles that restrict their freedom and let them fly out of the Divine Cutoff.
In the final blow, Gui Xu Buried the Heavenly God seemed to see the god Wang Xi.
That person had this look in his eyes when he fought against the Thirty-Four Gods alone and finally fought against the God King.
There is no unwillingness, there is only determination.
Even if you die, you must give hope and a glimmer of light to future generations.
Guixu Zangtian was suddenly stunned at this moment, and his will was shaken.
Zhou Qiankun's divine spear pierced his divine origin and wiped out Guixu Zangtian's last will.
The Guixu Burial Heaven was completely destroyed, and there was no chance of reincarnation.
However, Zhou Qiankun did not feel any pain.
The semi-artifact condensed with the power of the starry sky was only an inch away from Zhou Qiankun's soul, but it lost all its power and fell powerlessly into the endless starry sky, finally turning into starlight and dissipating.
At the last moment, it was Zhou Qiankun's will that finally defeated Guixu Zangtian.
The divine fire struggled violently and flew towards the outside of the Divine Cutoff.
Zhou Qiankun was weak all over, and the scene in front of him gradually blurred. He could only see the divine fire disappearing in a daze, leaving no trace.
At the last moment of his coma, a gentle force enveloped his soul.
In front of him is a line of white clothes and a pair of golden eyes.
well!
I owe Qingyao another life.
Zhou Qiankun smiled in relief and fell into a deep sleep.
Qingyao hugged her lover tenderly, and the power of heaven repaired his soul.
Next to Qingyao, Pastor Chen admired him: "You have an amazing will that you can't find in many people even in the Three Thousand Realms."
Qingyao was speechless.
Pastor Chen shook his head and left, leaving only one sentence:
"His injuries are too serious. He will need to sleep for at least three years before he wakes up. After waking up, he will need to rest for ten years before he can regain his full strength."
He was gone, just as he said he would be.
As long as Zhou Qiankun can win, he will not restrain Qingyao.
He only cares about Qingyao's safety and that Qingyao can practice normally and achieve godhood.
Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief.
Thirteen years is not a long time for a cultivator.
Now that the threat of the True God has been lifted, the Holy Spirit Continent is temporarily safe.
She would wait for him to recover and go with him to the vast spiritual wilderness and walk through that long journey.
Until that day comes.
Tianhuang Continent, Yaochi Shrine.
Zhao Cangliang, the true protector of Yaochi, walked nervously around the cave, feeling restless.
He glanced in the direction of the Holy Spirit Continent from time to time, his eyes full of expectation, anxiety, uneasiness and worry.
An old figure came silently, with white hair and lowered eyes.
Seeing this person arriving, Zhao Cangliang quickly bowed respectfully.
"Old God."
The old god looked at his fearful expression and sighed.
Only then did he tell the cruel news.
"The Divine Cutoff was broken, but Han Fengyang didn't survive."
After hearing the news, Zhao Cangliang's figure stood blankly on the spot, an old tear falling from his eyes.
After a while, he wiped away his tears and pretended to be indifferent and smiled:
"Really? He is indeed an incompetent disciple. He will die when he dies."
The old god looked at him trying to calm down, sighed, shook his head, and left slowly.
"I will express my position in front of the Thirty-Three Divine Palace just like I did a million years ago to protect these people. As for the result, I will leave it to fate."
After the old god left, Zhao Cangliang took off his disguise, slumped to the ground, and suddenly became much older.
In the Shenxuan Continent, the Guixu royal family belongs.
The God of Guixu looked at the ball of divine fire floating back alone, and fell into a long silence.
When Guixu Yue'er looked at the divine fire, she understood everything.
She knew that the person she was waiting for would never come back.
The God of Guixu looked at Guixu Yue'er in silence and asked:
"What are your plans from now on?"
Guixu Yue'er's eyes became calmer and calmer, she just bowed slowly and begged:
"Yue'er is willing to take this divine fire and participate in that battle on his behalf."
Looking at Guixu Yue'er's serious eyes, Guixu God didn't say anything.
He waved his hand gently, and the divine fire floated into Guixu Yue'er's hand.
The Guixu Moon slowly receded, and the Guixu God looked at the boundless sky and sighed heavily.
"I hope your death can be exchanged for the second God King Xi. I will try my best to protect them during the Shrine Conference. Wherever they can go in the future will be their own destiny."
