The screams were sharp and harsh, but also heartbreaking to hear.
All over the heaven, huge cracks crisscrossed each other, like a mirror in the sky full of cracks, ready to shatter at any time.
Qian Renxue was devastated, and her shrill screams even spread to the outside world through the cracks, echoing over the Fasno Province, and were later drowned out by the strong wind whistling over tens of thousands of meters in the sky.
"Why?"
Qian Renxue's forehead bones cracked, and golden blood tears mixed with the golden blood all over her face, falling down her pale and pretty face like molten gold water.
"Why do you have to fight against me?"
Qian Renxue had no trace of her body, and Ma Hongjun's blow shattered not only her divine carrier and angel feather crown, but also the dedication and efforts of her family and everyone throughout the generations.
All the hard work of countless generations was wiped out by that blow.
Of course, the Angel Holy Sword and the Angel Divine Armor were all disabled.
Although it is not impossible to recover, under the premise that the divine throne has been shattered, there is no possibility of recovery.
"Ma Hongjun, you ruined everything for me!"
Qian Renxue roared piercingly, her eyes filled with hatred as she rushed towards Ma Hongjun, who was flying thousands of meters away.
Along the way, pieces of golden-red fragments burned themselves without fire. They were Ma Hongjun's broken phoenix blood red gold battle clothes. They were like brilliant fireworks, exploding from the sky, burning, and turning into nothingness.
"Why?"
"From the moment Qingyang was killed by you, it was already destined that you would have a way to die."
"Besides, I gave you the opportunity, but you chose to reject it."
"You don't really think that you can really do whatever you want if you become a god, do you?"
"Oh, how could I forget this!"
"You are a god who is above all living beings and rules. You are extremely confident and sure that I don't have the strength to compete with you."
"But, I want to tell you."
"Gods are just people with more powerful cultivation."
"I, Ma Hongjun, have gotten to where I am today, all thanks to my own hard work, and I have achieved what I have today. As a god who relies on divine examinations to reward achievements, how can you compare with me?"
"And your broken angel holy sword, you don't really think it's indestructible, do you?"
"Or do you really think that it is the Holy Sword of the Sun forged from the bones of the Ancient Golden Crow?"
Ma Hongjun was covered in blood. He hit the white ground like a mirror but full of cracks from mid-air. He stood up tremblingly and walked step by step towards Qian Renxue, who was stumbling towards him.
That blow not only allowed him to blow up all the remaining soul rings, but even the prototype of the divine armor, the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Armor, was shattered by Qian Renxue's attack during the process of strengthening the Destroying Divine Claw.
Ma Hongjun's mouth and nose were bleeding, and there were cracks all over his body, like a delicate porcelain that was about to crack at any time.
Ma Hongjun's insides were burning, and the golden-red blood was like flowing lava, sliding down his handsome and pale face.
Compared with the extremely miserable Qian Renxue, although Ma Hongjun still has the strength to fight, he is not much better.
His entire internal organs and meridians had been shattered to pieces by Qian Renxue's attack.
It was only because of his extremely strong vitality that he was not killed directly.
"What? You lied to me?"
Qian Renxue was startled and stopped.
"Lie to you?"
"Did I use it to lie to you?"
"That angel holy sword is an artifact that accompanied your ancestor all the way to the top. Its relationship with him is like a pair of lovers."
"Let me ask you, will you leave Qingxuan to your daughter, or your descendants, so that they can inherit him?"
"No need to answer, I know this is impossible, so how could Your Majesty, the Angel God, leave that Angel Holy Sword to you?"
"It's impossible even if you think about it, but you actually believe it, haha!"
Qian Renxue had a look of disbelief, and even Qian Daoliu, who floated next to her with a transparent soul, had a look of disbelief.
"impossible!"
"I believed what you said, but that's because everything you said is in line with the characteristics of my angel holy sword."
"But now you tell me that this is not true?"
"Ma Hongjun, do you think I will still believe your lies?"
Ma Hongjun said: "Whether you believe it or not, it is the fact."
"It's like a big tree. The divine status is the main body, and the artifacts are just branches. As long as the divine status is still there, the big tree can grow new branches."
This Ma Hongjun can understand, just like the core of the artifact passed to Shui Bing'er by the water god Lan Mengyi, as long as there is a corresponding artifact embryo that matches it, it can be transformed into the corresponding artifact.
The same is true for Qian Renxue's artifacts. As long as the divine status remains, they are immortal artifacts that can be passed down and grown.
For example, the same principle applies to the Poseidon Trident that Poseidon left to Shui Yue'er.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Ma Hongjun stopped in front of Qian Renxue, Liu Qingxuan, and Qian Daoliu. Although he and Qian Renxue were naked, their bodies were dripping with blood, covered with golden liquid and golden-red liquid, and there were even ferocious streaks.
There are cracks all over the body, but there is nothing to worry about.
Not to mention that there are dim golden flames and golden-red flames lingering on their bodies, which can be regarded as the last stubbornness of the two.
Liu Qingxuan stepped forward, blocked Qian Renxue behind him, and said with a pale face: "Brother Jun, I am willing to die in Xiaoxue's place. Please let her go."
"Get out of my way. Our account will be settled later."
Ma Hongjun frowned and said, not bothering about why Liu Qingxuan and Qian Daoliu were here.
After all, Shui Bing'er was also taken with him. As a deity, it was reasonable for Qian Renxue to take her husband with her and hide her in the god's throne.
There was also Qian Daoliu, whose appearance made Ma Hongjun quite happy.
"No, Brother Jun, I know I'm sorry for you. As your knight, I failed to fulfill the responsibilities of a knight."
"But I really like Xiaoxue, please let her go."
"I can swear to God, in the past few years that Xiaoxue and I have been together, I have never done anything to feel sorry for you."
"Are you sure?"
Ma Hongjun looked at Qian Renxue who was blocked by Liu Qingxuan and wanted to fight him, and said lightly: "Then let me ask you, how did Emperor Xueye die?"
"And Prince Xue Xing, Prince Xue Beng, Princess Xue Ke and Princess Xue Ji, where are they?"
Liu Qingxuan's face was equally pale, and Ma Hongjun's blow directly split his martial soul in half, causing him to be severely injured as well.
Although he is already level ninety-six, he is a peak Douluo with at least twenty strokes of power.
"Ahem!"
Liu Qingxuan coughed violently and said, "Emperor Xueye is dead, but believe me, Brother Jun, we did not harm him."
"As an emperor, with more than forty levels of cultivation, he rules over tens of thousands of soul masters and most of the Douluo Continent. He has already enjoyed everything he should enjoy including money, power, beauties, etc., so what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
Woolen cloth?"
In a short time, there were more and more cracks all around, and they were getting bigger and bigger. The turbulence of the void in the outside world was clearly visible, and the twisted force of the void seemed to tear this heavenly space into pieces at any time.
Ma Hongjun snorted coldly: "Really? How did I hear that Emperor Xueye died suddenly in the palace of the beautiful Queen Petra?"
"Well, should you give me an explanation?"
Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of blood that was like gold paint, and said in a hateful voice: "Ma Hongjun, do you think that by destroying my angelic throne, I won't have the strength to fight you to the death?"
"Qingxuan, get out of my way. Either he will die today or I will live."
"A fight to the death? Haha!"
Ma Hongjun sneered: "The throne is broken, and you don't even have the strength to compete with me. How can you fight to the death with me?"
"The strength of two comparisons?"
Qian Renxue said bitterly: "Are you using my mother as a measure of the gods' combat power?"
A few years have passed, and with the successive battles between the Tiandou Empire and the Angel Empire, the unit of measurement of Titled Douluo's combat power, Jibo Power, has spread among Titled Douluo, and Qian Renxue has heard of it.
Now I heard about a new unit of measurement of combat power. It was obvious that this time her mother was regarded as the unit of measurement of combat power.
"I don't deserve it?"
Qian Daoliu suddenly interrupted.
Although when he first heard about the power of Jibo, Qian Daoliu felt that this statement was a bit shameful, but if he thinks about it carefully, it is not an honor to be able to become a unit of measurement of combat power at a certain level.
Ma Hongjun frowned, looked at Qian Daoliu, whose soul was transparent, and said: "You are indeed not even a second-level person, but if you are willing, with your cultivation during your lifetime, it does not mean that you cannot become a measure of god-level combat power.
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Qian Daoliu said: "How can Bibi Dong be qualified to become the new unit of measurement of combat power? Although I have sworn hatred with you, if you want to use me as the new unit of measurement of combat power, that's fine.
It’s not impossible.”
Ma Hongjun said: "How come you're not dead?"
Qian Daoliu said: "Yes, I am indeed not dead. Are you very happy?"
Ma Hongjun sneered and said: "Although I wish you would die, it does make me very happy that you are not dead. I think you should understand why."
"And the reason why you didn't die should be related to the second awakening of the martial soul's true body and the earth-shaking changes in strength, right?"
Qian Daoliu fell silent.
Yes, he is not dead, so as a Poseidon High Priest with a cultivation level similar to his, Xixi will most likely not completely perish.
"It's a pity that Tang Chen got the advantage!" Qiandao Liuxin said.
"So what?"
"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"
"Qingxuan, keep talking!"
Ma Hongjun said, not in a hurry to take action.
At the same time, in order to stabilize Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu, they did not even take out the healing sausages and soul wine contained in the flame ring.
It just silently circulates the Burning Dao Sutra and slowly repairs the injuries in the body.
With the shattering of the angelic throne, although the heavenly space has not been completely destroyed, the power of the angels here is not completely unable to be absorbed.
Liu Qingxuan nodded, looked at Qian Renxue affectionately, and said: "As a husband, I feel deeply guilty for not being able to face Brother Jun with you."
"Now, give me a chance, okay, Xiaoxue?"
"You are no match for him!" Qian Renxue said.
Liu Qingxuan gave a bitter laugh, shook his head and said: "You are all seriously injured. Even if you are given time to recover, such serious injuries are not easy to recover from."
"Xiaoxue, let me and Brother Jun finish talking first, okay?"
Qian Renxue nodded, and did not let Liu Qingxuan get out of the way. She just silently operated her own skills, absorbing the power of the angels that were quickly dissipating around her, and repaired her own injuries.
Although her divine status was shattered, causing her cultivation level to drop directly from level 101 to level 89, she was not without her ability to fight.
And it's not like what Ma Hongjun said, she doesn't even have the strength to compare.
But is Ma Hongjun really unclear?
What was Ma Hongjun thinking and what concerns he had, and how could she know?
Liu Qingxuan said: "Emperor Xueye did die suddenly in the palace of the beautiful Queen Petra."
"But this is his own fault. It is not without the advice of ministers."
"Oh, Emperor Xue Ye was already over seventy years old when he died, and he still didn't know how to exercise restraint? Where are you, a liar?" Ma Hongjun sneered.
"Really, Brother Jun!"
Liu Qingxuan said: "His beautiful queen has an unprecedented Xuanfei Gate martial spirit. It is precisely because of this martial spirit that Emperor Xue Ye was so addicted to it that he could not extricate himself. He lingered day after day. In the end, she sucked all his energy away and his soul flew away.
Ming Ming."
"What you'd better say is the Mysterious Female Gate as I understand it." Ma Hongjun said.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Liu Qingxuan's pale and pretty face, and he said, "I still remember a poem you recited when you taught me and Ziyuan how to practice."
"Twenty-eight beauties have a body that looks like a crisp, and they hold a sword at their waists to kill the foolish man. Although no heads are seen, they secretly teach you that your bones are withered."
"The martial spirit hidden by the beautiful Queen Petra when she entered the palace was actually this."
"It is precisely because of this that she was able to escape the palace's layers of selection and enter the palace."
"Okay, let's stop here."
"Just talk about Prince Snow Star and Xue Beng. How did they die?"
Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched fiercely and he didn't ask any more questions.
But as a man, he can understand Emperor Xue Ye.
After all, his little sister Shui Bing'er is enough to make him obsessed with her, let alone the beautiful queen Petra who has such a martial spirit.
Although if the Demon Queen is immortal, if she really keeps cultivating that martial soul, she might be able to evolve into the legendary Mysterious Female Gate one day, which is not impossible.
Liu Qingxuan said: "Prince Xue Xing and Prince Xue Beng are so ambitious that they deserve to die."
"No matter whether the Angel Empire is controlled by Xiaoxue or the Tiandou Empire is controlled by Sister Bingbing, there will be no peace with these uncles and nephews."
"For Xiaoxue and Sister Bingbing, I can only let them die."
"Only when they are dead can Xiaoxue and Sister Bingbing sit back and relax without worrying about anyone worrying about their throne and rule under the guise of restoration and bringing order to chaos."
"Qian Daoliu, this idea was yours, right?" Ma Hongjun said.
"No."
Qian Daoliu was about to admit it when Liu Qingxuan stopped him and said, "It's not grandpa, it's me who gave Xiaoxue the advice."
"There are also Xiaoke and Xiaoji. I didn't keep my promise to Emperor Xueye and accept them as my concubines."
"They are in Tiandou City."
"There are also those descendants of the Xue family's royal family who have no intention of fighting for power and who are incapable of seizing power. I didn't kill them all. I just put them under house arrest in Tiandou City."
"As for those nobles and veterans who are eager to fight against the sky, Xiaoxue is kind and can't bear to kill them all, so I let them go south."
"Brother Jun, you have shattered Xiaoxue's status. Neither she nor the entire Angel family will have the power to oppose you in the future. Please let her go, okay?"
"As long as you are willing to let her go, I am willing to replace Sister Bingbing and give birth to little Qingyang for you, even if it costs my life."
Ma Hongjun chuckled twice and said: "Qingxuan, you knew you were my knight, but you still fell in love with her without hesitation. Even if you didn't do anything sorry for me, you stood on the opposite side of me. This in itself
It’s betrayal, do you understand?”
"I know what I did was wrong, so I didn't think about surviving today."
"But if time could go back again, I would still fall in love with Xiaoxue without hesitation."
"Brother Jun, please let her go!"
Liu Qingxuan said, and knelt down on one knee in front of Ma Hongjun according to the standards of knight etiquette.
"Is she really that good? That you want to be my enemy regardless of your own life or death?" Ma Hongjun said, looking down at Liu Qingxuan.
Liu Qingxuan burst into tears, "If it weren't for Sister Bingbing, would you have fallen in love with Xiaoxue after you learned that Xiaoxue not only likes you, but also that there is a possibility of fusion between your martial arts spirits?"
"Brother Jun, this is my answer!"
"No, because I hate her father. Just because of this, I won't like your Xiaoxue."
Ma Hongjun answered very simply and decisively. Although Qian Daoliu helped the tyrants to do evil, compared with the Secret Chamber Douluo, his heartless son was obviously more disgusting.
"What are you doing!"
Ma Hongjun was too lazy to explain to Qian Daoliu. He looked at Qian Renxue standing behind Liu Qingxuan and said, "What about you? I'll give you another chance."
"By the way, I want to remind you that once the heaven space is broken, we will all be involved in the void turbulence of the outside world. If you don't care about the life and death of Qingxuan and your grandfather, just fight me desperately. I, Ma Hongjun, will take care of everything."
"you!"
Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of strong golden blood and remained silent for a long time. Seeing that the heaven space could no longer hold on, she said: "I promise you, as long as Qingxuan and grandpa get out safely, I will give it to you."
Having a baby."
——Typos should be corrected first and then corrected!