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Chapter 696 165. The Rain of Raging Waves

The bronze treasure tree still stood on the ground. The collapsed flesh and blood seemed to have consciousness of its own. It squirmed and connected into a web, and finally closed together to form a hideous and huge red dragon.

Zhu Jiuyin put on the golden mask again to cover the scar on his face.

This mask is a supreme weapon that can resist the Supreme's detection of the wearer's timeline. Possessing this mask is equivalent to isolating the Supreme's strange means of silently killing a living being, forcing them to manifest their noble status and Dao rhyme to fight.

The erosion of the Dao rhyme brought by the snake before has now been restored to its original state, and under the golden iron face, the single eye is burning.

The wielder of the sledgehammer stood in the thick fog. He was wearing black iron armor and had sharp barbs all over his body. He held the sledgehammer in his strong arms and hit the snake hard again before it could resist. This time, not only did he knock off the fragments of its head, but he also broke its upper body, revealing its ribs and beating heart.

That perfect heart that looked like red agate only appeared in front of Zhu Jiuyin for a brief moment.

The sledgehammer was swung again, this time hitting horizontally, smashing the heart and upper body of the snake in its chest. The snake's tail in the lower body was thrown out due to inertia and hit far away in the mountains, and the blood dyed the mountaintops red.

The creature that swung the sledgehammer exhaled, making a heavy whistling and buzzing sound.

At this time, the black snake on the overlapping stone throne was snaking. “He” turned around, and another head covered with steel appeared under the throne. The head screamed in surprise: “You are still alive? Are you so well?”

"The three beasts of the Great Wilderness, the bloodline of the ancient anger!"

On the other side, the pale snake's tail swayed, and the upper body of a woman was quickly reshaped. The snake stood up, and its tail winding on the ground. It calmly picked up the fallen broken heart and watched the heart turn into a pool of pus and blood.

"蠛." The snake called out, "I never thought I would see you like this again. This is the tyrant you were back then."

"Our reunion should be a blessing, but judging by the current situation, you are our enemy, standing on the opposite side of the Great Wilderness."

The fog dissipated, and the tyrant in black iron armor stood on the ground. He carried the heavy hammer on his shoulder armor, and his scarlet compound eyes cut the scene in front of him into countless faces. His face was majestic and full of power, like a general wearing a helmet, or an angry emperor. He opened and closed his mouth and said, "Ever since Ku attacked us, I have always stood on the opposite side of the Great Wilderness. You are just a little beast that inherited our legacy. How dare you act rashly in front of me!"

Kui covered his mouth and chuckled, "You're joking. If you were in your prime, I might really be afraid of you. As for now... you'd better roll back into the garbage dump of history. I will kindly remind His Majesty the Death to burn you to death."

Zhu Jiuyin smelled the scents of many different supreme beings on the body of the insect. It seemed that Li Xian had killed several supreme beings on the way and fed those supreme beings to the larvae, in order to briefly call upon this giant insect tyrant from ancient times.

The fox glanced at Zhu Jiuyin and ignored him. He swung his huge hammer and leaped towards the direction of the snake.

Then, everything returned to silence.

  The collision of Dao rhymes caused terrible visions and split the world. The collapse dance of the snake and the angry blood of the 蠛 caused mysteries, constantly bombarding each other's concepts and eroding each other's territory. In a sense, the battle between them has surpassed the throne. It is a struggle between the great beasts and gods! Death enveloped the three beasts, and then the four pillars of gods were born. The four pillars of gods came from the fall of the three beasts. They were mortal enemies!

The universe cracked apart, and they slid into the vast sea of ​​suffering.

The same is true for Zhu Jiuyin and Ju.

On the sea of ​​suffering, the one eye locked onto the rule.

Now it's two against two.

As for Li Xian, Zhu Jiuyin was not worried.

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There was thick fog at the foot of the mountain where Zhenfeng was located.

Ren felt weird.

Ju's seal does not have this kind of power, and this seal cannot impose any restrictions on him, but because of Li Xian's arrival, the area under the mountain has become a new and unknown world.

"Remember me?" Li Xian wiped the blade of Xijian.

"Of course!" Ren showed a smile full of fighting spirit, "I didn't expect that in just such a short era, you have become so powerful! So, you set up this battlefield without interference and specially chose me as your opponent. Do you want to settle the grudges of the past?"

Facing this more powerful enemy, Ren became even more excited.

He manifested the throne, and all weapons in the world can be found on that throne. Ren drew out the long sword in the center of the throne, and the transparent weapon seemed unpredictable because of the flow of mist. Li Xi'an shook his head.

"Are you afraid?" Ren drew out another sword. He held the blade in his left hand and held the long sword in his right hand, revealing his murderous intent.

"No matter what grudge we have, even if you hadn't stopped me in the black fog, I would still be standing here."

"Not for grudges? That's because I attacked Jiuzhou, but you still protected your homeland. So you want to avenge the past Jiuzhou?" Ren wanted to figure it out. He walked down from the throne and slowly paced around Li Xian in the fog.

"Not necessarily." Li Xian said.

After hearing this, Ren became even more suspicious.

"Why is that?"

"Only when you die will the new Kyushu be at peace."

"Isn't this still revenge for what happened in Kyushu in the past?" Ren smiled and didn't care.

"There is a huge difference between indulging in revenge for the past and fighting for a new future." Li Xian lowered the blade of the Xi Sword, not knowing who he was referring to.

"No problem! I never care about such trivial matters!" Ren became excited when he saw Li Xianliang take out his weapon.

As soon as he moved, all kinds of weapons were pointed at Li Xi'an.

It's not that weapons really appeared here, it's the pressure caused by the flow of Tao rhyme. Supreme Ren, a powerful creature on the throne, doesn't care about the gap on the throne. He only cares if there is an opponent for him to test his sword.

But because of the gap in the throne, He ignored the raindrops flowing upstream in the fog.

  Li Xi'an held the Xi Sword and fought with Ren. The supreme being's moves were simple and natural, but if he was not careful, he would be shattered by the Dao Yun in an instant. As the sound of swords and knives became more and more intense, the raindrops flowing upstream became more and more, and finally gathered into a torrential rain in the fog!

The Xijian cut through the rain curtain like cutting open a door.

Under the heavy rain, Li Xian took only one step and stepped into a time and space that he had never reached.

In an extremely long time ago, there was an ancient holy clan in Tianyang.

The saint of this tribe was swinging his sword under the pavilion when suddenly a gust of wind passed by and a strange creature covered in golden light appeared in front of him. The saint put away his sword and looked around vigilantly, while silently glancing at a corner of the pavilion where his guardian stood. But at some point, the guardian disappeared and the pavilion was gradually swallowed by the mist.

"Who are you?" asked the Son of God.

The creature lowered its head and looked down at him, approaching step by step.

The Son of God's eyes were empty, and a throne covered with transparent blades loomed behind him, but it could never solidify. The mist slowly submerged the four corners of the pavilion, and the subtle calls of insects and birds in the courtyard disappeared. A strange premonition eroded the Son of God's heart, and he felt the coldness of death.

"Who are you?" he asked again.

The creature did not answer him, but simply raised his hand.

A silent moment.

The Son of God opened his eyes wide, only to be surprised to find that the creature raised his hand to swing the sword.

He fell in a pool of blood.

The mist covered him and seemed to eat him.

The rainstorm flowed upstream, and the time and space went back. The moment Li Xian killed the Son of God, the thick fog dissipated.

He lowered his head, the rain washed away the blood, and silently falling in the pool of blood was the throne that held supreme power.