He also pulled out the second Sword of Mourning and stabbed it horizontally through his waist, passing straight through the sarcoma.
The sword blade penetrated through the left waist hole and came out from the right waist hole, stabbing himself through.
Blood gushes out of the wound like a stream.
This blood is dead blood and no longer has any activity or resilience. It is just a by-product of being crushed by the three forces.
Chi!
Lin Xin gathered a lightsaber at random and stabbed it into his chest without hesitation.
Blood splashed.
Instead, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider.
Chi!
Chi!
Chi Chi Chi!!
Light sabers condensed out and pierced the sarcoma fiercely. At the same time, his own body was riddled with holes.
The blade of the sword pierced his body, more and more, until finally, he seemed to have turned into a terrifying corpse pierced by thousands of swords.
The two twisted and struggling sarcomas on his body finally stopped and gradually lost their activity.
I feel like the tumor has completely lost its power to resist.
There was a hint of madness in Lin Xin's eyes, and he suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.
"Hahahahaha!!!"
Rampant laughter continued to stir up this level of heaven, and the entire sea was shaking and shaking violently, setting off countless huge waves.
Boom!!!
In an instant, with him as the center, countless blood-red rays of light bloomed from Lin Xin's body.
The beams of light pierced the sea and annihilated tens of millions of tons of liquid in an instant.
Rays of light streaked across the sky, and the air was swallowed up in the blink of an eye, leaving behind streaks of gray and black scratches.
Hundreds of millions of red light beams densely covered the sky and blocked out the sun, flying towards every corner of the entire heaven like meteors.
Anywhere the light beam touched was exploded and annihilated at the same time. The power after annihilation formed huge transparent light beams, flying towards Lin Xin's position and being swallowed by the black hole in his chest.
The eleventh world slowly began to shake,
With the help of the power of the two great ancestors, Lin Xin simultaneously began to move the boundary wall of the entire eleventh level of heaven.
He is devouring the whole world.
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The fifteenth heaven: Poxu Tian.
Endless whirlpools, large and small, colorful, and densely packed, are distributed in a huge cave. The cave is completely composed of countless whirlpools, and in the middle cavity.
Jiuse and Fang Yu floated in the air, silently confronting each other.
Snap.
The headband that tied Jiuse's long hair suddenly broke.
He was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold the jade hairband that fell down.
A hint of ominous premonition quietly spread from the depths of his heart.
"The Fang Prison is right in front of me. The other Taoist Heavenly Lords are all held back. They are evenly matched. In fact, I still have the upper hand."
Jiuse's eyes narrowed slightly.
"So, what else haven't I figured out?"
His countless thoughts calculated all possible changes at a terrifying speed far exceeding that of a supercomputer.
But it's no use.
There were some things and some variables that he didn't include in his calculations at all, and naturally it was impossible to calculate possible problems that might arise.
"Did you notice anything?" Fang Yu is still an ordinary human body and has not transformed into his true form.
They both look the same.
This is the Heaven of Breaking the Void, the heaven that breaks away all illusions and all external forces.
Even Dao Ancestor is no exception.
Therefore, the two of them could only fight in the most primitive state.
Their powers are the same, their levels are the same, and even their perceptions are only as different as black and white, light and shadow.
What can really determine the outcome of two people is their will.
So Po Xutian returned to the origin of everything, stripped out the essence, and let the two of them fight.
"Your and my power are temporarily stored in the countless whirlpools around us and cannot be retrieved.
Only will is our only reliance."
Fang Yu said calmly.
"All variables are in your calculations. Now, there is nothing you can't let go of."
"You brought me here just to say this? Such nonsense as leaving the outcome to fate?"
Jiuse said disdainfully.
"I'm just doing what I want to do and what I should do." Fang Yuping raised his right hand, and a crescent-shaped serrated long knife appeared in his hand.
"The Free Sky Moon·Shadowless Knife."
He slashed forward slightly.
A simple black crescent moon flew towards the nine colors.
With a pop, the crescent moon suddenly exploded in mid-air and turned into countless blades like a lotus flower, instantly covering all the space that Jiu Color could avoid.
All the blades hit Jiuse's body hard.
It made a harsh metallic sound.
He was suspended in place without any care, letting the black blade pierce his body.
Puffs of golden light splashed out from his body.
The shadow of a huge golden Buddha slowly emerged behind him.
"Buddha wheel."
Jiuse stretched out his hand and pressed towards Fang Yu.
Several golden whip-like things suddenly flew out from his body, and struck towards Fang Prison at a terrifying speed far exceeding the speed of light.
When the whip was still a short distance away from Fang Prison, it couldn't get any closer.
It was obvious that they were flying rapidly, but no matter how they flew, they could not get close, as if they were separated by a layer of space that could never be touched.
The Original Freedom and Ning'an Kung Fu is Fang Yu's own top-notch Kung Fu that has been successfully developed.
If you can't break the cause and effect, you can't touch him directly.
The two of them did not use any other means, they just continued and repeated the previous moves.
The seemingly ineffective moves are slowly breaking through the opponent's resistance at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Jiuse's golden body is being damaged at an extremely slow speed.
And the absolute isolation of Fang Prison is slowly being broken through and approaching.
Both of them looked calm and seemed not to notice the change at all.
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The seventh abyss, the place of destruction.
Countless white tribulation auras are spreading everywhere, and the landscape and everything in this abyss have been completely swallowed up by the tribulation auras. Only occasionally a few extremely powerful beings can hide in their lairs and wait for extinction.
Black earth, gray sky.
The Lord of the Seasons walked slowly on the surface of the hard black stone, step by step, towards the far end of the land that could not be seen in front of him.
On the back of his body, there was a huge white pustule with countless black spots.
From time to time, translucent things can be seen in the pustules, slowly swimming under the skin like lines.
"Are you thinking of getting rid of me?" A voice came in the ear of the Lord of Seasons.
"It's useless. No matter how powerful you are, how strong your strength is, I can rely on you and become stronger." There was a hint of treachery and insidiousness in that voice.
"Do you think you've got me? Egg of despair!" The strange, half-male, half-female face of the Lord of Seasons revealed pain and coldness.
"What do you think?"
Egg of Despair, Lord of the Seventh Heaven Demon Army, doesn’t think this Shadow City Taoist has any means to stop his parasitic erosion.
"I really can't eliminate you, but" the Lord of Seasons suddenly stopped and stood where he was.
"I can eliminate myself"
Suddenly his entire body was split in two from the middle.
The chest and back are evenly divided into two pieces.
As if there was a sharp blade, it cut across the Tianling Gai, evenly dividing the face and back of the head into two pieces, the front and back.
The Lord of Seasons' torso, arms, and legs were all completely split into two pieces at this moment.
One after the other.
The back half of the body, as soon as it was separated, split open with a hiss, and large tracts of flower roots sprouted from the inside.
The dense roots frantically burrowed towards the pustule on my back.
"Ocean of Flowers"
The front half of the Lord of Seasons' body opens his arms in an intoxicating manner.
"interesting!"
The Egg of Despair was forcibly dug out of half of its body, fell to the ground, and was quickly entangled by countless brown-yellow flower roots.
A large number of spike-like roots are frantically drilling into the shell of the pustule, trying to get in and swallow everything.
But all the roots were easily blocked.
The Lord of Seasons did not intend to kill the Egg of Despair so easily.
They fought their way down from the River of Aging, and both sides are extremely familiar with each other's various magical powers.
After decades of fighting, even the most stupid person can be familiar with each other's moves.
What's more, the two Taoist ancestors have thousands of thoughts and can turn countless thoughts in an instant.
"Growth."
The Lord of Four Seasons gently stretched out his hand and lifted it.
The ground trembled violently, and countless brown and yellow roots quickly emerged from the ground.
All the roots twist and twist into a ball, then stretch, lengthen, and become pointed.
A huge root and spike soon formed.
Chi!
The roots and spikes stabbed fiercely at the egg of despair.
puff!
The Egg of Despair was stabbed straight through.
Dark yellow pus flowed out from the eggs. It looked like just ordinary pus, but at a level that was invisible to the naked eye, billions, tens of billions and countless eggs were quietly burrowing into the earth.
The Lord of Four Seasons put his hands together, and countless flower seeds and spores suddenly flew out from his body.
These seed spores, which are so small that they are almost invisible to the naked eye, begin to fight and erode at an extremely microscopic level with the insects that hatch from countless insect eggs.
The two just stood there, as if nothing happened. They just stood quietly.
Time passes little by little.
Gradually, four colored haloes slowly emerged behind the Lord of the Four Seasons.
Green represents spring, gold represents summer, dark yellow represents autumn, and silver represents winter.
The four-layer halo shone brightly and slowly rotated behind him. There were countless faint shadows of flowers that only bloomed in four seasons, looming from the four halos.
The Egg of Despair parasitized half of the body, and gradually swallowed the body completely, condensing into a giant dark red egg more than ten meters high.
Through the translucent shell of the giant egg, you can see countless tiny eggs swimming slowly, exploding, and reborn.
The exploding insect eggs release invisible and terrifying power, eroding the aura of the Lord of Seasons at an extremely small level.
Their battlefield is not here. It is at an even tinier level, with injuries countless times smaller than what can be seen with the naked eye.
Tens of billions, hundreds of billions of countless spores and eggs are fighting crazily at a micro level that is tens of millions of times smaller.
This also resulted in their battlefield not having much impact.
But the degree of danger is far greater than that of other Taoist ancestors.
The power is so subtle, in other words, it is extremely pure and pure.
The two were in a stalemate, fighting for a long time.
Whether it is the Egg of Despair, Lord of the Sky Demon Army, or the Lord of the Four Seasons in the Shadow City.
They are all survivors who have experienced the battle between the Abyss Dao Ancestors.
Those who were able to survive that battle were naturally extremely fierce characters. The Dao Ancestors who were not strong enough have fallen into it and become nourishment for the surviving Dao Ancestors. (To be continued.)