After the myth

Chapter 966: Crazy King Jiang
Min Zuo felt that the laws of his own world were being peeled off layer by layer by Ding Huan, and he even forgot to beg Ding Huan for mercy.

At this moment, there was only one voice in his mind, and it was fake, absolutely fake.

He is a true saint of the Daze Dao sect. Theoretically, even if he is at the eighth step of the Daze Dao, he is not qualified to separate himself from his Daze world.

But the eighth step of the great way does not exist in the world of gods.

What's going on now?

Why is it that this Qi Sha before him is stripping away his world of the Great Dao, and is about to do so?

No, my own world of the avenue must not be opened by anyone forcibly.

Just as Min Zuo was about to stop him, he saw that his world had been torn apart by Ding Huan, and then piles of Dao veins, magic weapons, Dao fruits, various jade slips, and treasures were all swept away by Ding Huan...

His world of the avenue began to collapse, and his beliefs also collapsed.

Although theoretically he still had a chance to reincarnate, at this moment Min Zuo completely lost the courage to continue reincarnation.

He cultivated himself to become a true saint, and only he knew the hardships and efforts he had spent during that time.

Moreover, he obtained many resources for cultivation in the world of gods.

If he reincarnates again, will he have these opportunities again?
Ding Huan separated himself from Min Zuo's world, and King Jiang Jian saw it clearly.

He was equally terrified.

The world of the Daze Dao Sect was ripped away by someone? Or was it a true saint?
This is simply the biggest joke in the world of gods.

Today he witnessed the biggest joke of all.

If he continues to fight like this, his situation will only get worse.

After Min Zuo's things are taken away and he is killed by Qi Sha, he will face the siege of two people.

Regardless of whether that Qi Sha is real or fake, his strength is far stronger than that of an ordinary true saint.

King Jiang Jian gritted his teeth and decided to kill these two people even if he had to shed his skin today.

Thinking of this, King Jiang Jian spat out an ice bead without hesitation, and the ice spear in his hand turned into an ice dragon.

At this moment, the aura around him surged, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

After his breath surged, King Jiang Jian's body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his flesh and blood also dried up at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, he became a skeleton wrapped in skin.

An ice dragon appeared beneath him and lifted him up.

Di He knew that Ding Huan had a backup plan, so there was no way he could fight to the death with King Jiang Jian.

After seeing King Jiang Jian's aura suddenly doubled, he subconsciously stepped back.

This retreat made him lose the initiative, and he failed to stop King Jiang Jian from activating the Chaos Ice Bead.

In just a moment, Di He felt cold all over. Even though he was wrapped in the light of the sun, he was still unable to get rid of the cold.

A terrible aura filled his soul.

Oh no! Di He wanted to escape frantically as soon as possible.

But he was still too late.

boom!
It was as if the universe was shattered, cracks appeared in the space, and Di He was locked and exploded by this terrifying icy aura.

His whole body was like a rag, his bones were shattered...

"Crack!"

In this violent space, an icy path passed through Di He's waist and cut Di He into two halves.

Di He fell from the sky and he couldn't even move to repair himself.

Blood gushed out from Dihe's severed body as if it was free.

At this moment, an ordinary God King could kill Di He.

Ding Huan also felt something was wrong. Before he could kill Min Zuo's soul, the horrifying aura of death bombarded him like an overwhelming force.

Ding Huan was blasted out like a cannonball.

His bones also shattered at this moment.

And his barrier was like a joke, shattered like paper under such terrible power.

Then Ding Huan saw the ice dragon pounce on him, and King Jiang Jian was lying on the ice dragon like a piece of human skin wrapped around bones.

This ice dragon is King Jiang Jian’s ice spear. This guy has been drained of his blood, but he still wants to take his life before leaving.

Ding Huan spurted out a stream of blood, and the Great Cosmic Technique circulated wildly.

Although he was seriously injured by the violent tearing force of the Tao, he was not Di He.

His recovery ability is unmatched, not to mention that it was the various laws of heaven and earth that tore his wounds.

As long as he reacts, no law can hurt him.

"Crack!"

Ding Huan fell to the ground, and not only did his bones begin to break, but the powerful icy Taoist aura was actually about to impact his universe.

The impact of this rhyme was so terrifying that even cracks appeared in the space between heaven and earth. Ding Huan really wanted to grab the Disaster-Breaking Knife.

However, no matter how strong his recovery ability is, he cannot recover his fighting strength in such a hurry.

King Jiang Jian, who looked like a skeleton wrapped in human skin, actually sat up from the back of the ice dragon.

There was a hint of viciousness on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his shriveled hand and wanted to capture Ding Huan away.

Ding Huan no longer tried to grab the robbery knife. With a thought, the dusk drum rushed out from the sky.

Bang!
The evening drum hit King Jiang Jian's handprint, and the sound of Tao was stimulated throughout the sky.

The ice dragon also paused.

Ding Huan seized this opportunity and his thoughts were full of energy.

But he was seriously injured, and every time Dao Nian hit the dusk drum, a stream of blood would spurt out.

Boom boom boom!
The dusk drum seemed to be inspired by Ding Huan's blood and became more ferocious.

Every drumbeat is like billions of soldiers charging into the empty battlefield.

The killing sounds were endless... King Jiang Jian obviously knew that now was the best time to kill Ding Huan. He gave up an incredible treasure and would definitely not kill just an unknown seventh-step.

This guy who pretended to be Qi Sha was the one he hated to the core.

The ice dragon was affected by Mu Gu's fierce Taoist voice and seemed to stop in the void.

King Jiang Jian completely ignored the fact that only skin and bones were left on him and continued to burn his Dao rhythm.

He was also aroused to ferocity.

He just couldn't believe that he, King Jiang Jian, the lord of the universe, couldn't kill a fifth-step Great Dao person with the Chaos Ice Dao Pearl.

Ding Huan's eyes were bleeding. He didn't know what method King Jiang Jian had used to cause Di He to be cut in half and unable to resist. He was also seriously injured.

But when it comes to fighting desperately, you, King Jiang, are not the only one who can fight desperately. I, Ding Huan, can fight desperately as well.

The Dao aura burned wildly, and his essence and blood were swept away, and his hair turned snow-white in an instant.

The rhythm of the evening drum surged.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of the evening drum exploded in the void, and the murderous aura in the space took on substance, turning the space completely gloomy and dark.

Endless rhymes of death collided, and brutal killing rules spread across this space.

There are those from King Jiang Jian, Ding Huan, and Ice Dragon Spear...

Ding Huan, who was originally sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up and punched the dusk drum.

The drum sounds, which were already full of murderous intent, seemed to have entered another level, and the murderous intent rose again.

Ding Huan let out a long whistle, and the dusk drum seemed to have life and sensed Ding Huan's whistle.

dong dong dong dong!
The killing drum sounds became more and more dense and continuous, and accompanied by Ding Huan's long roar, they began to tear apart this space.

The drum sounds were no longer drum sounds, but turned into long, real sound blades, which slashed towards the ice dragon spear that still wanted to devour Ding Huan.

Taoist sounds exploded one after another, and the killing force was endless.

Long blades chopped out with drum sounds, turning into a wind of blade light, but they were all torn into pieces by the icy light spewed out by the ice dragon.

King Jiang Jian shuddered, and his momentum to defeat Ding Huan instantly weakened.

Looking at Ding Huan, who was covered in blood, had snow-white hair, and stood like a javelin beside the dusk drum, King Jiang Jian suddenly had a thought: he might never be able to kill the man in front of him.

King Jiang Jian is the master of the universe, so he knows that such unintentional thoughts are the most terrifying.

Under normal circumstances, he would never have such an idea.

No, if we don’t kill this guy today, it will be more difficult to kill him in the future.

It even formed a shadow under his Tao thought.

How can I bear this?
A thin mist rose around King Jiang Jian's shriveled body, and a devastating aura once again covered the space.

In the void, one pale icy moon after another appeared.

These ice moons were shaped like half-moon knife rings, and their aura was surprisingly similar to that of the ice bead that King Jiang Jian had previously spit out.

As the fog around King Jiang Jian grew thicker, the death energy contained in those icy knife moons became more and more violent, as if they could explode at any time.

Ding Huan actually closed his eyes. He knew that if he took a step back today, he would die without a burial place.

This is no longer something Mu Gu can handle.

The Disaster-Breaking Sword that was originally lying on the ground seemed to sense Ding Huan's thoughts, and suddenly flew up and fell into Ding Huan's hands.

The Tribulation-Breaking Knife fell into Ding Huan's hands, and the space filled with killing and deathly silence began to fluctuate.

From the initial flow of Taoist aura, it later turned into a series of sword winds that could easily blow away everything in existence.

If Min Zuo hadn't died and was standing here, he would still be torn into pieces by this sword wind.

The sword wind around Ding Huan and the icy sword moon aura of King Jiang Jian continued to collide in this space.

The space with broken rules became messy, and there was a sense of despair in the dead silence.

Ding Huan took a step forward and slashed with the disaster-breaking knife in his hand.

This knife seemed to tear the starry sky apart!

All the icy moons floating in the void seemed to be under Ding Huan's sword.

The blade shines.

Ding Huan's men were like knives, leaving no way for himself to escape.

The west wind is strong, and the blade in the sky cuts the ice moon!
Ding Huan vowed to kill all of King Jiang Jian's Bingyues. He was sure that this would be King Jiang Jian's last resort.

If this sword cannot kill King Jiang Jian, then let the opponent's Bingyue kill him.

There was also a ferocity flash in King Jiang Jian's eyes, and he also understood that this was the best time to kill his opponent.

If this attack still fails to kill the opponent, he will leave immediately.

boom!
The icy moons in the sky exploded, transforming into endless icy light that shot towards Ding Huan.

Ding Huan's sword light collided with these icy Dao lights, and the space collapsed because the laws of shattering were everywhere.

"Puff puff!"

One after another, icy rays of light pierced through Ding Huan's body, as if to blast out all the remaining blood in Ding Huan's body.

Ding Huan couldn't hold on any longer. He barely used his knife to press against the ground to steady his shaking, broken body.

The Ice Dragon is no better off than Ding Huan.

The blade light from Ding Huan's Breaking Disaster Sword almost tore the ice dragon's head into pieces.

King Jiang Jian is gone.

Only skin and bones were left of him. His Ice Moon magical power was broken by Ding Huan, and the Ice Dragon's head was almost torn apart by Ding Huan. If he stayed here, he would be waiting to die.

Even though he knew that Ding Huan couldn't hold on any longer, he still couldn't hold on any longer.

If they stayed here, both he and Ding Huan would have a chance to win, but he didn't want to gamble anymore. He, King Jiang Jian, had never been a gambler.

(Good night, fellow Taoists!)

(End of this chapter)