The Holy Father slashed out again, and the slain master continued to fall back.
"Do you think that becoming the emperor will guarantee victory? I have planned for this day for 30 million years, how could I not be prepared at all? Today, I even calculated that the clone of the emperor will appear, including Ji Xing, Chaos and the others. I’ve calculated it all, and I’ve prepared too much to win.”
"Unfortunately, the only one I didn't count was Chu Yan! He is the biggest variable."
"But, do you really think that an emperor can defeat me?"
"you are dreaming!"
At this moment, the Holy Father was extremely arrogant.
Not an emperor, but better than an emperor.
For a brief moment, the master was fighting against the enemy.
Darkly.
A few eyes flickered, and my heart was full of lingering fear.
Xun, barbarian, ancient Taoist kings and so on.
The Pope of God... is really awesome.
His layout and calculations are far from being as simple as they appear on the surface.
A few people are even thinking that if it weren't for Chu Yan today, I'm afraid he would have succeeded, right?
"Pity……"
In the place of origin, the ancient Taoist king sighed.
Such a calculation failed, but fate failed.
Several people also expressed emotion.
It's really too risky.
…
"Without Chu Yan, who are you?"
The Pope looked domineering: "Are you worthy of killing me?"
The master's face was gloomy and he was retreating in defeat.
This was something he didn't expect.
But he still didn't let Chu Yan take action, his eyes were cold: "Who am I? I will tell you now, I am the master of the human race, the ancestor of the human race! And you owe me the human race! Kill!"
boom!
Suddenly, the master punched out. Since the weapon was not easy to use, there was no need for it.
Poof!
The moment the fist collided with the sickle, blood suddenly burst out.
But the owner didn't care and continued to shout: "Ah!!!"
He actually used his fist to deflect the sickle, and then punched the God Pope's chest and exploded.
boom!
The Holy Pope was hit by a punch, and immediately his internal organs were shattered, his true body was broken, and he retreated crazily.
The master flew into the air step by step, his fists were covered with blood, and his skin was crushed by the sickle, revealing his pale bones.
But he seemed to feel no pain, his eyes were cold.
"So what if the five powers are combined into one? The bones of the emperor are also five powers in one. I have no weapons, so I use my fists and my body. Today I will tell you how painful the price of offending the human race is!"
boom!
The master took a step forward, raised his hand and punched again.
The face of the Holy Pope changed slightly, his true body must be inferior to the human master.
All advantages are based on the sickle.
But when his master fought against him regardless of his injuries, he was immediately at a disadvantage again.
However, he never gave up.
Letting his true body be broken into pieces, he kept waving the sickle with both hands.
In this battle, both of them have their own persistence.
2 people.
A golden light suddenly appeared on a person, as if he were a god descending to earth.
On the other side is a figure holding a sickle, surrounded by a dark light, like a god of death crawling out of hell to harvest life.
boom!
The sickle was swung out, and the master's blood flowed.
With one punch, the God King retreated.
By the end of the fight, the two of them were almost going crazy.
The heaven and earth exploded, and the void shattered.
The Lord of the Avenue Palace frowned: "Really not taking action? If this continues, even if the person wins, he will be seriously injured."
Chu Yan looked at it for a while and shook his head: "He will not want to be stopped. This battle is the ultimate battle of the human race."
After that, he continued: "You haven't experienced that era, so you don't understand. Oh no, you also have a clone in that era, but after the fusion, in the 30 million years of memory of you, it is just one in the long river of memory. Fragments, it’s hard to experience it personally.”
"That was the darkest stage of the human race, and it was also the perseverance of the human master that withstood tens of millions of years of pressure from the front line."
"No one is qualified to participate in this battle except him."
The Lord of Daodao Palace was stunned: "What about you?"
"I do not have either."
Chu Yan shook his head.
Now he can be called the Lord of the Nine Realms.
But the responsibility for the human race is actually still not as good as that of the human master.
Otherwise, he would not have rebelled in the first place.
The first group of people who followed him to fight the world were not from the human race either.
But the people of 16 Ruins.
It was true then, and it is true now.
On the human race...
The human master is the god of this clan.
It is also the hope of this clan.
The Lord of the Avenue Palace curled his lips, he actually didn't understand a little bit, but he didn't say anything in the end.
…
boom!
boom!
Keng!
The place of the universe.
Human masters and divine emperors come and go one after another.
At the end of the fight, the owner was almost crazy.
not only that.
As he fought again and again, the great avenue in his body resonated.
The way of the human heart.
It seems like a calling.
Nine Realms...
At this moment, all the people walked out of their homes, including some ordinary people. They all raised their heads and looked outside.
Dao world, human race.
Yufu, Tianfu...the eight major mansions back then.
In every major city, the streets were filled with people.
In fact, for some weak people, they simply cannot see what is happening outside the boundary wall.
But they just feel that somewhere in the distant and unknown sky, somewhere they can't see, there is someone fighting for them.
This feeling was born in the hearts of human beings thousands of years ago.
At that time, the human race would not be able to see the frontline battlefield.
But when many people encounter difficulties, they subconsciously go out and make a wish to the sky.
No one knows who passed down this ritual.
Or maybe it's a habit that people are born with.
Pray to the sky and make a wish.
In exchange for peace of mind and protection.
But only some strong people know that it is not a coincidence or a habit.
It's because far away in the sky, there really is a person who has been fighting for the human race.
Be tireless and tireless.
One battle lasts for thousands of years.
Now, it appears again.
"Human race...Wansheng!"
"Human race...Wansheng!"
"Human race...Wansheng!"
I don’t know who spoke first, and then this voice could no longer be controlled.
It spreads among people like ocean waves.
King of Heaven, King of Dayu...
An Hou, Yun Hou, Junhun Hou... a strong individual from the human race, all clasped their hands together at this moment and prayed silently in their hearts.
…
Beyond the sky.
The owner's eyes changed slightly.
Thousands of years of history, in his eyes, are like replaying through a lens, passing by bit by bit.
He saw the suffering of the human race for thousands of years.
I also saw the persistence of the human race for thousands of years.
At this moment, he even felt a blessing.
All the human power of the nine realms of human beings turned into avenues and surged towards him.
Suddenly, he smiled brightly.
"My way is correct after all!"
“This world is worth it!”
"Hahaha!"
The master laughed, and then he slowly raised his hand, and endless light from the nine realms gathered towards this side, and finally turned into the shape of a sword again.
The Holy Pope said coldly: "My lord, your weapons are useless to me."
"Yeah?"
The host laughed: "Before, I always called this sword the sword of the host, and later when I became emperor, it was the sword of the emperor. In fact, it was wrong from beginning to end. This sword... should be called the sword of the human heart."
"Your Origin Stone sickle may be able to break the great road, but it can't cut through people's hearts."
The master chuckled lightly, then he clasped his hands together and held the handful of hearts together. His whole body seemed to turn into an arrow, aiming at the Holy Pope.
"it's over."
A very soft sound, but full of confidence.
Buzz!
The next second, it's dawn!
No...it's the entire universe, everything is lit up.
It seems like eternal day.
It's so bright that it's frightening.
At this moment, the master himself seemed to have turned into a sword.
This sword opened the sky.
This sword shattered the ground.
This sword cuts through the void with endless determination.
Quickly stabbed towards the chest of the Holy Pope.
The face of the Holy Pope changed drastically, he roared and shouted loudly, and he raised the black sickle high, ready to meet the master's sword.
Keng!
However, just for a moment, the swords collided, and the black sickle suddenly shattered, disintegrated, and turned into endless powder.
However, the master's sword continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
"No!!!"
The Holy Pope roared, shocked and in disbelief: "How is it possible? This is impossible..."
The host smiled and said: "So, you don't understand at all. Whatever your heart desires is possible! It's possible for me as a human race!"
Poof!
The next moment, there was a muffled groan.
It was as if the human master and the divine pope had changed positions.
The human master reappeared behind the God Pope, transformed into a human being, and stood there quietly.
The sword of the human heart has disappeared.
But it is not broken, but returned to the heart of the Lord.
The master slowly turned around, his face slightly pale. The sword just now consumed a lot of energy, but he was extremely confident.
Boom!
And the next moment, the sky collapsed.
The Holy Pope's eyebrows were penetrated by a huge blood hole. He became quiet for a moment and turned to look at the human master with self-mockery and bitterness.
"So... what I defeated was the entire human race... right?"
The owner said nothing.
The Holy Father slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, the vast universe is shaking.
Above the universe, a road so rough that it shocked everyone was broken.
Countless people looked up.
Too thick...
It's so thick that it's hard to imagine.
It was as if a billion-year-old tree that had existed forever had been chopped off.
The world is collapsing.
not only that.
In the distance, there were still a few fragments of the shattered Divine Mark Realm, but at the moment of the fall of the Divine Pope... it was completely shattered.
In an instant, it turned into powder and dissipated into the boundless universe.
The six realms began to shake violently because of the destruction of the three realms of divine patterns.
Volcanoes erupt and tides surge.
The figure of the Holy Pope also disappeared little by little.
died!
The culprit who has been planning for 30 million years and has controlled the internal strife of the Nine Realms. He is also the first Nine Realms in the world since the end of the Chaos Imperial Court, and the strongest Nine Realms in the world except Chu Yan. Today, he was beheaded!
Everyone was watching silently.
People like Secret, Xun, Man, and Ancient Taoist Kings are all here.
The eyes are complicated.
"Nine Realms... are dead."
"After all, this is the first person from the Nine Realms to have truly fallen today, right?"
In the past, many people died in the battle in the Nine Realms.
But they are all clones, those who protect the way.
If the clone dies, it's not really dead, and it won't have much impact on the universe.
There will be some visions and the impact of the avenue, but compared with the scene in front of me, it is really too different.
"Brother, have a good trip..."
The ancient Taoist king sighed, 30 million years of planning were wasted, and he died in the end.