Between heaven and earth, when Qin Zheng's words fell, the entire void seemed to collapse.
As the ancient giant sword collapsed.
And below, the Blood Lord felt the locked will, and his expression suddenly changed. At this moment, a feeling of insignificance actually arose in his heart.
This feeling... is already too far away.
He is an Eighth Realm God, one of the top among all the races in the world. There should be nothing in this world that scares him.
However……
Appeared today.
In an instant, the Blood Lord took action, and an ancient sea of blood suddenly appeared above his head. The sea of blood condensed into an ancient mountain and headed towards the giant sword of Tianquan.
boom.
There was a loud sound between heaven and earth.
The next moment, all the gods in the four directions widened their eyes with shock.
I saw that under that huge sword, all the Blood Lord's defensive methods were as vulnerable as paper tigers.
That terrifying giant sword of heaven fell from the sky like a devastating weapon.
When you meet gods, kill gods; when you meet Buddhas, kill Buddhas!
Until the giant sword roared and penetrated the Blood Lord's body.
The flying river of blood dyed the huge sword red... The giant sword stood like a giant pillar in the world, making all strong men afraid of it.
dead.
The Blood Lord is dead.
A powerful eighth-level god was actually beheaded like this.
That's the Eight Realms, not the stinky fish and shrimps on the street.
Not even a trace of the origin of the avenue could escape, and it was completely wiped out.
In an instant, thunder rolled from the sky, a vision of the death of an eight-level god appeared, and torrential fortunes scattered in the void.
The battle flag danced horizontally in Qin Zheng's hand. He snorted coldly and looked at the auras that were about to move from all directions, "Who dares to snatch it!"
Having said that, Qin Zheng went straight towards the vision of the fallen gods of the Eight Realms. While sweeping the war flags, he put away the vision.
The energy left behind after the death of an eighth-level god is coveted by countless powerful people. This energy is enough to shape many low-level gods.
It is even possible to let a god from the Sixth Realm cross over to the Seventh Realm, but the gods who can cross over are probably not that good either.
When the Blood Lord fell, Qin Zheng turned his attention to the eight seven-level gods.
The sixteen fighting spirits under his command, although powerful, have already passed away. There is no way they can be the opponents of those seven-level gods.
However, in the few breaths when the sixteen war spirits entangled the eight gods, Qin Zheng had already suppressed and killed the Blood Lord. This made the eight gods here feel a sense of fear in their hearts.
Stepping into the Seventh Realm, they have not been afraid for a long time.
However, just now, even the Eight Realms fell.
If the Eight Great Seven Realms cooperate well, there is some hope in killing an Eighth Realm.
But it won't be easy.
But……
However, Qin Zheng defeated eight realms by one person.
He is only in the seventh realm, but he has the power of the eighth realm!
For a time, the eight seven-level gods were in a dilemma.
"Now that you've shown up, don't even think about leaving! Qin Zheng is not the kind of person who doesn't hold grudges. If you want to survive, you can kill me, Qin Zheng, right here."
Qin Zheng made it clear that he was obviously still strong and capable of fighting again.
And the eight gods are all old monsters who have lived for countless years. They know that it is impossible to be virtuous about what happened today, and there is no way out now.
Or they die.
Either Qin Zheng dies.
The next moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.
The eight gods simultaneously broke through the restrictions of the war spirits and charged towards Qin Zheng. The terrifying rules of the avenue shook and rumbled endlessly.
And Qin Zheng also let out a long roar, carrying the Wanshi Mountain, and whipped it towards the eight gods.
The scene looks like the eight gods besieging Qin Zheng.
However, the many gods watching the battle from afar in all directions felt like Qin Zheng was surrounding the eight gods by himself. This feeling was too strange!
In Wanshi Mountain, Lin Huang was trembling a little.
Ever since Qin Zheng fought against the Blood Lord of the Eight Realms, he has been hiding in the Wanshi Mountain. He was really worried that the Wanshi Mountain would accidentally crack!
Facing an eighth-level god, all it takes is the aftermath to destroy him directly.
I didn't see the gods of the four realms and five realms watching the battle, they were all twenty distances away!
Not to mention a little chicken like him.
Now hiding in the Wanshi Mountain, Lin Huang could see clearly that Qin Zheng was not at all panicked when faced with the siege of the eight gods of the seventh realm, and he was extremely domineering.
He has profound body skills and endless methods, and he can even combine vertically and horizontally among the eight gods.
As time went by, Lin Huang actually had an illusion!
Qin Zheng is beating the eight gods.
As for why it was a mistake, it was because Lin Huang's level was too low and he didn't know whether his perception was accurate.
"Just you, you were so clumsy earlier, you wanted to make the Blood Lord unable to fight again after dealing with me, and then the Yagami surrounded and killed the Blood Lord? This level of strength is worthy of it!"
When the eight gods instantly penetrated the restraints of the sixteen fighting spirits, Qin Zheng saw it.
So he had been cautious before, lest he be surrounded and killed by the eight gods.
Now take a look...
snort!
Qin Zheng snorted coldly and suddenly punched him to death.
boom.
With a loud noise, the white-haired old man with three heads was immediately beaten to death by Qin Zheng.
For a moment, the three-headed old man was furious. He stood up, and an ancient blood-colored ape-shaped Buddha appeared behind him, pressing towards Qin Zhenggai.
Qin Zheng sneered and rushed forward holding the Great Qin war flag.
There was a bang, and another loud bang.
The bloody ape-shaped Buddha suddenly collapsed, and then exploded, and the three-headed old man lost another head.
Under heaven and earth, the war gradually escalated.
The battle between the nine gods affects an increasingly wider area.
The gods who were watching the battle from afar had to retreat to fifty divine distances from the twenty divine distances at the beginning.
As the war escalated, the eight gods' trump cards began to emerge one by one. Lin Huang's eyes widened with the appearance of each trump card.
And Qin Zheng doesn't seem to have many trump cards.
A battle flag, a sword, and a mountain of eternity.
However, Qin Zheng was extremely domineering at the moment. He didn't have anything fancy in his hand. He had some terrifying trump card, either a gun or a sword.
It was simple and crude, but Lin Huang could vaguely see that every move Qin Zheng made contained his ultimate understanding of the great road.
Boom!
Suddenly, a god exploded.
I saw Qin Zheng stepping into the void, patrolling in all directions. Under his feet, there was a sea of blood after the explosion of a god.
"You alone are worthy of being called gods of the seven realms!"
Qin Zheng is arrogant, but he is very powerful.
His kick seemed to directly crush the psychological defenses of the other seven gods, causing them to have other thoughts.
The eight gods besieged Qin Zheng, and he even killed one of them with force.
The seven gods immediately opened up the battlefield space, as if they didn't want to be so close to Qin Zheng, which was very dangerous.
However, the next moment, the giant bird holding a big bow took the lead in escaping...