The white wings were stained with golden blood and were torn off ruthlessly.
Bruce's lips were trembling in pain. With the remaining four pairs of wings waving, he immediately broke away from Ding Xiaoyi and quickly distanced himself from him.
But then the Second Soul seized the opportunity, opened its mouth and spat out a ball of Xuantong Fire, and red fire exploded on his back.
The power of the Xuantong Fire erupted by the current second soul was many times more powerful than before, and Bruce's body suddenly turned into a burning man.
Constantly stimulating his own divine power, he wants to dissolve the flames and that damn dark barrier in his body.
But that is the fire of Xuantong. Nothing can burn it and it will never be extinguished.
And Ding Xiaoyi's oracle technique is not just a copycat, but a true imitation of the core power of the oracle technique.
It is almost indistinguishable from the original. When the two are of similar strength, how can Bruce, who is seriously injured, easily dispel the black film on his body.
But in an instant, bursts of meaty aroma began to float in the air.
"Well, it's missing a little cumin. It's a pity that idiot didn't bring the butcher's box."
Ding Xiaoyi shook the wings he had just torn off. These wings still retained holy power. Obviously, the wings were the source of power for these so-called angels.
He folded his wings. These are rare spiritual materials, and they are best used for enchanting.
"Do you see clearly? This is the so-called angel in your mouth, but it is nothing more than that. As for your God Lord, he is even more vulnerable. If he dares to come out, I will make him drink Jiuquan today."
Ding Xiaoyi rides on the second spirit, majestic and majestic, with the Five Elements Bell hanging above his head, the bright rays of light, surging and majestic.
His sharp eyes scanned the fooled fanatic believers on the wall of the Holy City, letting them understand that it doesn't matter whether it's the so-called God Lord or these angels.
They are just guys who are stronger than them. They will be injured and die. The so-called eternal life they talk about does not exist at all, and it is not worth entrusting everything to these people.
Everyone was frightened when they heard this, but at this moment, instead of realizing that they had been fooled, they were praying for Bruce.
Ding Xiaoyi could even see little bits of fluorescence on these ignorant guys, and these fluorescence actually converged on Bruce.
With the blessing of the power of faith, Bruce finally broke through the oracle spell on his body, and then the huge holy light rushed into the sky.
Even though the Xuantong Fire in his body is still burning, the burning speed is far less than Bruce's recovery speed.
"Heretic, I will judge you in the name of the Lord God!" The majestic voice made the heaven and earth rumble.
Bruce, holding the holy sword, stood in the nine heavens, his majestic body like the supreme god king.
Ding Xiaoyi noticed that this guy actually poured his own blood into the golden holy sword in his hand at this time.
"You will die if you do this!" he said.
Bruce's trick is not unusual, he just used himself as a sacrifice to complete the most powerful blow.
This guy is very powerful, already at the peak of dragon level. Even if he self-destructs, the power will be astonishing.
What's more, he is offering himself as a sacrifice.
Bruce remained silent, his eyes were the same as those of fanatics, shining with a fiery and crazy light. He wanted to defend the majesty of the Lord of God.
Eliminate all stumbling blocks for the Lord of God, even if the price of doing so is to make him disappear into ashes.
But he firmly believed that the Lord God would lead him into eternal heaven.
Seeing that he was stubborn, Ding Xiaoyi sighed: "It's a pity that it can't hurt me."
Release your own psychic space with the wave of your hand.
Suddenly, stars and rivers swirled before our eyes, and countless mountains shot out of the sky. The stacked mountains were thick and beautiful, and clouds and mist were rising between the pines and boulders. They were both majestic and bright, and quiet and magical.
Continuous mountains emerged, and stars twinkled, blending with these majestic mountains to form a strange formation of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the mountains seemed to be alive, slowly turning, becoming chaotic and hazy, covering the entire void.
"Sanctions!!"
Seeing this, Bruce decisively poured all his last strength into the holy sword in his hand, with a huge roar.
I saw the golden sword light falling from the sky, the sword light getting bigger and bigger, and even the sword blade already covered the sea.
Using all his strength, the sword of judgment was powerful enough to evaporate the sea. He believed that no one could survive under the holy sword.
In the holy city, countless people noticed the power of the holy sword and couldn't help but tremble.
The old preacher even danced and shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, the angels will lead us back to the embrace of God. Come and pray with me. This is your honor."
After saying that, he knelt down on the ground, clutching the cross in his hands tightly, chanting verses from the sacred book in his mouth, and was already ready to enter the kingdom of heaven with this holy city.
However, a scene that surprised everyone appeared.
When the huge sword light fell into the white mist of the mountains, the power of punishment, which was enough to kill all living things in the ten directions and thousands of miles away, disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.
"how so??"
Bruce screamed in mid-air. He couldn't believe the full power of his sacrifice, but it turned out that the thunder was loud and the rain was small, and there was no movement at all.
Anger and unwillingness swept through his heart.
It wasn't until the mountains in front of him dispersed, revealing Ding Xiaoyi's figure, that he had to believe that his decisive blow had actually eliminated his loneliness.
"You...hiccup!!"
Ding Xiaoyi patted his belly and looked like he was full of food and wine. He felt more like you who had just come out of a banquet in a big hotel.
His arrogant look almost made Bruce extremely angry, but he was helpless.
His body is turning into a point of light and disappearing with the breeze, and finally can only disappear between heaven and earth with endless resentment.
Bruce's body turned into a little fluorescent light, and the holy sword that lost its master suddenly became sad. Ding Xiaoyi grabbed the fallen holy sword with one hand and joked: "Hey, I told you, you can't hurt... hiccup~~~
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Before he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but burp, and golden sparks came out of his mouth.
"Okay, I take that back, at least it's enough for me."
He said, looking in the distance in the direction where Bruce came from: "It's better for you to taste such a good thing for yourselves."
After saying that, the shadow of the brilliant whale appeared behind him. The giant creature opened its mouth, and saw the shining golden sword of sanction emerging from its mouth, aiming at the distant sea and spitting it out.
It turns out that the formation in his spiritual space is a Sumeru formation that he specially customized for himself. Once all things enter the formation, they will be continuously shrunk, and eventually they will not only be buried in the mountains.
Even more so, he will use the techniques of devouring and hoarding energy for his own use.
This was the reason why he spent so much time rebuilding his spiritual space.
After the first try, the effect was more powerful than he expected. The only shortcoming was that if the opponent was too strong, it would be easy to injure himself.
At this moment, with the huge sword light, it cut through the void and pierced the extremely distant sea.
The world in front of me suddenly turned into black and white under a ray of white light.
Then a line of white water waves rolled in. Before the huge waves arrived, a powerful shock wave had already crossed the sea surface.
In an instant, the white and flawless walls of the Holy City looked like works of art carved from butter, just as if they had accidentally encountered a greedy naughty child.
There was a roar, and the ground turned into ruins all of a sudden.
Those fanatic believers who stood on the city wall were killed or injured in the shock wave, and some even had no bones left and completely disappeared from the world.
Watching the holy city turn into ruins before your eyes.
Although Ding Xiaoyi feels pity for their misfortune, he doesn't really take it to heart.
I have reminded them again and again, but they still persist in their obsession. Even when disaster strikes, they still dream about going to heaven.
These ignorant people simply deserve to die.
It was just that he had done so much, but he still hadn't seen that damn old god appear, which made him frown. After thinking about it carefully, he simply laughed three times, stretched out his hand to tear open the void in front of his eyes, and wanted to leave here.
It seemed as if a great revenge had been avenged.
"Don't leave, the Lord God will punish you!"
Seeing that the devil was about to leave, there was a burst of angry curses in the holy city. Ding Xiaoyi took a look and found that the person who still had the strength to curse him was actually the old priest who seemed to be extremely weak.
It's just that his condition was very bad. His left arm was lost somewhere, and even his legs were smashed into pieces by huge gravel.
Only one right hand remained intact, pointing at him and cursing loudly.
"hehe!"
Ding Xiaoyi stretched out his hand to hold the holy sword in his hand, and sneered: "It's just you."
After saying that, he threw it with his backhand, and in an instant the holy sword was fixed in front of the old priest's nose.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he saw that the holy sword he threw was gently clamped by two fingers.
The person holding the holy sword is actually an old man of seventy years, with simple linen clothes and a high bulging hump. He is so old that it is difficult to judge how many years he has lived.
Even the fingers holding the holy sword looked as slender as chopsticks that could break at any time.
"God level!! You are the old god. Didn't you say that the old god can't be born?" Ding Xiaoyi shouted in feigned surprise.
"You bullied me all the way to my house, how could I not be born again? My child, you have gone too far."
The old man took back the holy sword and held it in his hand, his face already kind and dignified.
"Come, take refuge under my sect, and I will forgive your original sin!" the old man said solemnly.
Ding Xiaoyi was in a daze for a moment, but soon came to his senses and found that he had taken more than ten steps without knowing it.
I was shocked, and my eyes suddenly became sharp: "I have no interest in your hypocritical sect."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
But at this moment, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly found that the space and time around him seemed to be completely out of touch, and he was clearly rushing forward at a fast speed.
But when he turned around, he found that a figure exactly like himself was still standing there, as if it was his own shadow.
At this time, the figure of the old man came slowly and slowly, walked to the shadow, grinned, raised the holy sword in his hand and struck him on the body.
"puff!!"
Blood spattered on his back, and waves of heartache hit him, before everything in front of him returned to normal.
"what happened??"
He was shocked, his eyes flickered, thinking about everything that had just happened, and it took him a moment to realize: "It's time."
"You are very smart. With the power of time, you can do it too. If you want to learn, kid, I can teach you."
He opened his palm and saw that elements such as wind, fire, lightning, light and darkness were easily gathered in the skinny palm.
The kind face became more and more peaceful, making people unconsciously want to get close to this old man.
"God is omnipotent, my child, you have the potential to become a god, and even have the power to surpass me, but without anyone teaching you, you will never be able to touch this threshold."
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the various rules and powers gathered in the old man's hands. Even though he was well-informed, he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.
Pangpang and the others once reminded themselves that the old gods were very powerful, but he didn't expect them to be so powerful.
The old man seemed to be very satisfied with the shocked look on his face and continued: "I was once the main god of this world. I was in the highest position and held the greatest authority. I had countless believers. Even the emperor had to be crowned by me.
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He softly talked about his glorious past, as if he was tracing back to himself in that era.
Hundreds of millions of believers, with a supreme status, easily control everything in this world.
But as he thought about it, the old man seemed to have thought of something bad, and his face darkened: "If it hadn't been for that sudden disaster, maybe the world would still be in the palm of my hand."
"disaster?"
Ding Xiaoyi frowned, remembering the huge earthquake mentioned in the textbook more than a hundred years ago, and the past he learned from Bai Tang at the top of Kunlun.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "Is the time axis broken?"
When the old man heard this, he was stunned and looked at him with a deep look: "It seems that you don't need me to popularize science for you anymore. You seem to already know many secrets."
"Uh-huh, it's okay. Just keep talking. I like listening to stories the most. Oh, how about we crack melon seeds and chat slowly."
Ding Xiaoyi endured the burning pain on his back and said to the old man with a playful smile.
In my heart, I was secretly cursing Song Xingxue for not coming over.
He wanted to delay, but the old man seemed to have no patience to continue chatting.
"We can talk about these things slowly in the future. If your child eats it, you will gain infinite divine power. You will become my spokesperson in the world, and I can teach you to have infinite divine power."
A white ball of light appeared in the old man's hand. Ding Xiaoyi took a look and saw that there was actually a white insect in the ball of light.
The insect looked like a silkworm baby with a green gem on its forehead. What attracted him most was the fact that there were six pairs of white wings behind the insect.
Seeing this, he immediately understood where those birdmen came from. They all came from this thing.
It can even be understood as a complete psychic creature. Once eaten, it will become one with it just like the fallen spirit master.
"Child, what are you still hesitating about? Are you unwilling?"
At the end of the sentence, the old man's face gradually turned cold, and the golden holy sword in his hand emitted a biting cold light.
Ding Xiaoyi frowned and looked embarrassed, as if he was weighing something, until he said after a moment: "I'm afraid."
"What are you afraid of??" the old man asked.
Ding Xiaoyi slowly raised his head and raised the corner of his mouth with a proud smile: "I'm afraid that after eating, I will never be able to pick up the bowl and chopsticks to eat soft rice with peace of mind."