Chapter 1792 Fengdu evil spirit, the light of weak water
The Dao patterns on the Eternal Black Lotus became denser and deeper, almost as if they were coming to life, and even began to twist and beat, and began to dance upwards.
This is a sign that the Nine-Five Supreme Weapon is about to awaken. As Bai Qi said, it will be fully awakened in half an hour at most.
At that time, the mature Nine-Five Supreme Weapon will directly destroy the broken Supreme Formation, dominate the world, and look down upon all realms.
At this moment, Su Xue was completely enveloped in black light, with mysterious auras exuding from his body, and his whole body began to turn to stone.
Echeverias had formed on her feet and gradually spread to her legs.
Emperor Shiqian was trembling with excitement: "Shilian has appeared, the body of Shilian, the body of the Supreme! After the Supreme Emperor became the Supreme Ninth Five Supreme Being, he was the body of Stone Lotus."
He had seen Bai Qi's methods, and when he knew that Gu Que had invited Bai Qi, he knew that the situation today was finally stable.
The Kuluo civilization suffered huge losses. Except for the great destruction tens of millions of years ago, there has never been such a heavy loss.
This is because all worlds have revived and all super civilizations have gathered together, giving rise to the power that can shake Kuluo.
It's not important anymore. The awakening of the Supreme Instrument is more important than anything else.
The reason why the Kuluo civilization is powerful depends on the supreme power that surpasses the Mahatma.
Bai Qi still stood there quietly, but stretched out his armored hand, and then the world-destroying war spear from the depths of space automatically flew back and landed firmly in his hand.
"Hey, where does the road to martial arts end? How far is the gap between us and the Ninth Five Supreme Beings?"
A sigh came out, full of desolation, which also made everyone feel a little lonely.
What is a Mahatma? In the vast and endless path of heavenly evolution, the person who is infinitely close to the Ninth Five Supreme Being is called a Mahatma.
They are all cultivators who are infinitely close to the Ninth Five Supreme Beings, but why is the gap so big?
The Taikoo Qin Demon is so powerful that almost all the Mahatmas are no match for it, but they are killed instantly.
So how big is the gap between everyone and Bai Qi? I'm afraid it's too big to imagine, but Bai Qi still hasn't reached the Ninth Five Supremes, so how can he and others be considered to be infinitely close to the Ninth Five Supremes?
Martial arts is like this without any rules. The realm is just a general summary and cannot determine all special situations.
"There is no time, do you want to try?"
"Try it! After all, he hasn't reached the 95th Supreme Level yet."
"Fen Mo, what do you think?"
The ten thousand feet demon body sighed and said: "The Taikoo Qin Demon is not weaker than me. If I don't use the fire of ignorance, I can't break its ninth song of dancing demons, but he was killed instantly."
"How is the fire of ignorance now?"
"Confined by the World-Suppressing Coffin, I can't summon any strength."
"I have no choice. Let's try it. After all, there are seventeen of us."
"good."
Everyone around him said one word after another, and finally reached a tacit understanding and stood together.
Seventeen figures stand side by side, some are tall and tall, some are ethereal, exuding a violent momentum.
One person said: "Although you are Bai Qi, we must do this."
"I also don't believe that anyone below the Supreme Being can block the combined attack of seventeen powerful saints."
"The old Taoist priest just relied on the vitality of the Era Tree, and it only lasted a hundred breaths. What do you rely on for Bai Qi?"
"Let's take action, at least give it a try."
Everyone looked at each other, and the figures scattered in all directions, then roared in unison, unleashing terrifying power.
Seventeen rays of power shot out from all corners, turning into seventeen terrifying rivers of power, of various colors, intertwined with various avenues, and finally gathered together in the air.
It carries unparalleled power, stirring up the heaven and earth and sweeping across the world.
The power was so great that even though Gu Que and Han Qiu were standing behind Bai Qi, they couldn't bear the pressure and retreated further back.
The storm has formed a large-scale void collapse, and Bai Qi is standing in the center of the storm.
He raised his head and looked forward proudly. Two rays of blood shot out from his pupils, and a stream of evil energy swept through the world.
At this moment, Gu Que seemed to see the bronze armor on Bai Qi's body glowing, and seemed to see the bronze spear also glowing.
But upon closer inspection, nothing has changed.
Bai Qi just raised the bronze world-destroying war spear and said coldly: "You guys take yourselves too much as roles."
"With this little battle, is it worthy of killing me? When I, the general, fought with hundreds of saints, your ancestors were not even born yet."
After he finished speaking, he thrust a spear forward directly.
Simple, clean, and unchanging moves.
But he kept moving forward, reaching the extreme.
Gu Que's eyes widened. He saw that as the World-Destroying Bronze War Spear swelled, countless soul shadows suddenly emerged, or they could be called undead.
There were too many, too many to count. At this moment, yes, just for a moment, the entire starry sky seemed to be filled with undead.
All the undead spirits are roaring, roaring, and the evil spirits are rising sharply! No! It's an explosion!
"Boom!"
There was a shocking loud noise, as if the world had exploded. You could see that all the endless undead souls had disappeared and rushed into the ancient bronze war spear, turning into mottled rust.
stains and bloodstains.
It turns out that these undead souls may be the lives that died under this war spear.
He didn't know how terrifying the evil energy contained, but Gu Que saw that the power exerted by the seventeen saints was instantly melted and evaporated, and they themselves all screamed and turned directly into powder.
The terrifying war spear continued to shoot forward as if it encountered no obstacles, circled around the world, and returned to Bai Qi's hand.
Bai Qi grabbed the war spear and said word by word: "This spear is stained with tens of millions of blood. It once killed twenty-three saints of the Eternal Civilization with one spear. Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of fighting me?"
"You won't die today because I don't want to leave a mess for others."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Gu Que, which made Gu Que feel chills all over.
Gu Que could only smile bitterly. He knew that Bai Qi was a pervert, but he didn't know that he was so perverted.
Stained with billions of blood? Does this mean killing billions of lives? It's really... unimaginable.
Moreover, killing twenty-three Mahatmas with one spear...is this really something that a Mahatma can do? How fucking powerful is this!
At this moment, it is difficult to describe such a person as good or evil.
The reputation of destroying the world and slaying the gods is indeed not in vain.
Seeing the crushed bodies of the mahatmas regrouping, Gu Que finally let go of his heart. At this moment, he could just wait for Su Xue to wake up.
With Bai Qi here, these people probably don't have any new ideas other than being glad they didn't die.