"Yes, yes, I am just a small character. If you let me go, I will immediately withdraw from the Holy Court and no longer be your enemy," Liubo Sennin said quickly.
"Oh my God, I'm really looking forward to it more and more," Xu Zimo said.
He looked at Liubo Immortal and asked, "Where is your Saint Ancestor?"
"I really don't know about this. The Holy Ancestor's usual traces are a mystery, and beings like me have no way of contacting him," Ryubo Sennin said quickly.
"Then how do you usually contact the Holy Court?"
"Usually, the immortal envoys from the Holy Court contact me, but we cannot contact the Holy Court," Ryubo Immortal explained.
"Nothing works, so what's the use of you?" Xu Zimo snorted coldly.
With that said, he directly crushed the head of Ryubo Sento with one hand and tore his soul into pieces.
Accompanied by a heart-breaking roar of pain, Ryunami Sento's body fell to the ground.
Xu Zimo let the Seven-faced Demon General and the others return to the world of true destiny. Thinking of what happened in Tianwaitian, they felt inexplicably a little stressed and a little expectant.
After passing the colorful waterfall, Xu Zimo entered the room where Immortal Liubo lived.
The room is not very spacious, with only one futon.
Directly in front is a table with many offerings and various fairy fruits on it.
On the wall directly above the table is a portrait.
A lifelike and lifelike portrait.
The portrait shows an old man, wearing a white robe, as if he is isolated from the world.
The old man looked at the edge of the skyline with sad eyes and a heart for the world. There was a fairy deer under his seat.
The immortal deer was full of fairy spirit, surrounded by silver halos, and its body seemed to be inlaid with thousands of stars.
It keeps twinkling, just like the stars in the sky.
Xu Zimo looked at the painting quietly.
The old man in the portrait seemed to have turned around and looked at Xu Zimo.
The next moment, the portrait was burned to ashes and scattered in the air.
"Hello and goodbye."
Xu Zimo whispered, and then left the thatched house.
After passing through the sea of flowers, stepping on the colorful waterfall, and returning to the peach forest, the woman was sitting on the rock nearby and looking at Xu Zimo.
"You, you," she couldn't say for a while.
"What's wrong?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What did you do to Ryubo Sennin?" the woman asked.
"He is dead and now you are free, shouldn't you be happy," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"You killed him," the woman looked at Xu Zimo in surprise.
Asked: "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, just think of me as a passerby," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head and leaving.
Looking at Xu Zimo's leaving figure, the woman thought for a while and walked step by step towards the back of the colorful waterfall.
After walking out of Liubo Island, all the people who came were dead, and Xu Zimo was the only one left to walk out of the island.
The ship is still parked in the wind and waves not far away.
After the riots, Endless Sky Sea now seems particularly peaceful.
When Xu Zimo walked on the calm sea and arrived at the ship step by step, more than half of the crew on the ship were now missing.
The only ones left are those with low cultivation who dare not go deep into Liubo Island.
"Why are you the only one back?" Someone looked at Xu Zimo and asked doubtfully.
"They're all dead, let's sail the boat," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said calmly.
"Dead? Are you kidding? Then why aren't you dead?" someone asked in disbelief.
However, as soon as the man finished speaking, a sword flashed through his head, and his head fell to the ground.
"I'm getting out of the way of the boat, don't make me repeat it a second time."
The huge ship gradually moved away with a roar.
Xu Zimo looked deeply at the calm sea.
Everyone on the ship was as silent as a cicada, and kept a respectful distance from Xu Zimo, not daring to approach him.
Xu Zimo was also happy and relaxed.
On the seventh day on the endless sky sea, the weather was a bit gloomy and stressful.
The gray sky without a trace of color reflects together with the boring sea.
That afternoon, Xu Zimo held a broad knife in his arms, leaned against the cabin, closed his eyes and rested.
He seemed to feel something and looked up at the gray sky.
The next moment, the entire sky suddenly changed.
A ray of rays of light shone down, as if tearing apart the clouds, exaggerating the grayness of everything in sight.
Suddenly the sky was filled with light, and the spiritual energy all around was rioting.
The majestic spiritual energy surged upward like a wave.
At the center of the glow, a terrifying force seemed to be brewing.
Layers of ripples swallowed up the entire void.
Suddenly, a storm arose on the sea, and the entire ship began to shake.
Xu Zimo looked up at the interior of Xiaguang without turning his head.
The light there is more dazzling and brighter than the sun.
He could not imagine the power contained in it, and at this moment, there was even a steady stream of spiritual energy condensing towards the center point.
In addition, all attribute energy in this world is also absorbed by the depths of Xiaguang.
The entire sky seemed to be torn apart, and the sky where the glow was located was separated from other spaces.
It became an independent space.
"This, this is," someone on the ship saw this scene, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he stayed there for a while not knowing what to say.
“The sky is bright and the sun is bright, the yin and yang wheel is broken, and all the power in the world belongs to it.
It only appears once in an era," an old man murmured to himself.
"Destiny is about to take shape."
At this moment, the entire continent was shocked.
Whether it is the other four continents or the Central Continent.
Whether it's the Imperial Immortal Sect, those secret sealed places, or the ten forbidden areas.
The whole world was shaken by the beginning of destiny.
In the endless fairy mountain at this moment, Jiang Mochou slowly opened his eyes.
He looked up at the sky. In the depths of the glow, everything belonged.
In the hidden corner of Yuanyang Continent, Tan Jiulin also opened her eyes and looked deeply at everything above.
The power on her body became more and more intense and thick, with a bit of a burning spirit.
In the Baili family in the Eastern Continent, Old Man Samsara had just found Baili Xiao.
The two were discussing and also looked at the sky in the distance.
"We're finally here," Baili Xiao said with a cold look.
The formation of destiny does not happen overnight, nor can it be completed in an instant.
It absorbs the essence of all eras and will eventually be fully formed after it is completely consummated.
Today's destiny has just begun, it is absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and there is still some distance before it takes shape.
However, this also made everyone feel oppressed.
Now that it has begun to take shape, it proves that everything will catch up with the plan.
The ship in the endless sea finally slowly stopped at the transfer station after drifting for more than seven days.
