These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1231 The End of the Three Immortals

In the entire future that existed in nothingness, the blacksmiths in Xirong Villa saw this shocking scene and were completely unable to react. They were all stunned.

"Is this a kill?"

"What about the exciting battle?"

"Destiny is too strong, too strong. I am the one who controls my destiny. I have set myself an invincible destiny. It was destined from the beginning."

Even Xin Xichen and Jiusui beside him frowned slightly. Is this the power of the Supreme Immortal Venerable? Sure enough, the gap between the Supreme Immortal Venerable and the ordinary Immortal Venerable is too big.

Just the passive armor and passive attack of Destiny. They have no way to escape. This is the difference in mechanism!

The supreme immortals of life, space, time, etc. are the strongest foundation cornerstones between heaven and earth, and cannot be challenged by the likes of wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

Are the supreme immortals who are born later really more powerful?
This is indeed in line with the laws of historical development. The more profound the laws of heaven and earth are, the last they appear.

To be able to fight one against three is already astonishing.

And this supreme destiny crushed the Space Immortal Lord to death with just one move?

Even the other two immortals looked extremely ugly.

"Dead? How could he be dead?!"

"Calm down, don't be anxious! The matter of the Space Immortal Venerable was just broken up. As long as the matter is injected again, he can still come back to life."

"No! We have already lost!" Life Immortal Lord whispered: "Is fate really that exaggerated? We can hardly hit his powerful luck, and we can hardly avoid the powerful bad luck of the attack."

“No matter what, let’s give part of our bodies to the Space Immortal Lord and resurrect him.” A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Time Immortal Lord.

"We can only try our best."

But misfortunes never come singly. The group of Immortal Lords of Superior Laws, including Immortal Lord Jiumu and others who were preparing to stage a show and confront Jiusui and Xinxichen, immediately shouted:

“We voted, we voted!”

Lunmu, Xinshui, Rongming and other strong men raised their hands almost in an instant.

When he came to his senses, there were only three supreme immortals left in the entire world. He stood there alone, staring blankly at the other celestial immortals who had defected to the opposite side.

The three great immortals stared with their eyes wide open, speechless.

There was only endless silence.

They are like the emperor in the royal city. The army is besieging the city, and the old ministers are opening the city gates to surrender. They are destined to be attacked and taken to the capital, and their dynasty is destined to be overthrown.

But they didn't expect it to be so fast and so exaggerated. They thought it would be a splendid ending, with the three supreme beings confronting each other against the two supreme beings.

As a result, the Immortal Lord of Destiny took action with just a few casual moves, and they were beaten and destroyed like clowns. There was no sadness of a hero in his twilight years, no sentimentality of a brave man in his twilight years, only endless ugliness.

Ning Zheng was surrounded by golden auspiciousness and dark disaster energy. The two colors flowed, and she came in the air with an indifferent expression: "You are almost there, it's time to end it."

"me"

The Space Immortal was killed and left with nothing to fight.

The Immortal Lord of Time also showed a complicated expression. He stopped resisting and opened his lips. "Alas, this dynasty is given to you, and the world is also given to you. Count my life carefully--"

Wow!

Ning Zheng didn't wait for him to express his ending speech. If he took the normal route, he would have ended his life as a villain. He just stretched out his hand and pretended to crush the three of them to death.

Endless black calamity energy covered the three of them, and a pair of huge hands that covered the sky and the earth pressed them down fiercely, just like slapping three small flies to death with two hands.

When Ning Zheng opened his palms, the three great immortals had died, and the matter and energy on their bodies were taken away by an unknown force, leaving his palms empty.

Ning Zheng raised her head with a smile on her face:

"It's your turn." At this moment, the Immortal Venerable Jiumu, the Immortal Venerable Lunmu and others who had just surrendered seemed to have lost their minds and were forcibly controlled by some mysterious existence.

They all looked over with extremely horrified, weird and dull expressions.

Their eyes kept swiveling around, losing focus, like a group of terrifying immortal dolls, and they made a uniform sound at the same time:
"Destiny, you have no sentiment at all."

“Although the three great immortals were only disabled people with some power, at least they were able to end their lives peacefully. As heroes of the times, great sages and heroes who promoted the development of civilization, they should have the last moments of their lives witnessed by the world.”

"You should know better than anyone that they never turned bad until the moment they died. They just acted as gods of destruction, protecting the entire era and bearing the infamy. They may have let down the common people, but they did not let down nature, and even more so, the entire universe."

Ning Zheng said:
"Of course they haven't turned bad. Apart from the real perverts, there are no pure evil people in this world. They destroy only for the sake of the world's operation, and do evil only to show their strength. Tyrants can better rule the world."

"The achievements of the three great immortals are indelible. Their accomplishments will last forever. They are destined to have monuments erected in their honor. They are the three great men who have forged the long river of time."

"The three of them are powerful people who have made contributions to the universe. They are not some hidden people in history who only know how to steal people. They have made no contribution or achievement to the history of the universe in the entire long river of time."

Ning Zheng was hinting at something.

The Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable did not seem to care about Ning Zheng's sarcasm, but instead looked at the painter next to him. He looked at the historian who was painting the history of the three great immortals with a satisfied look:

"It seems that you do have a record of heroic history. I was wrong about you."

He paused,

"But before that, you should let the three great immortals finish their final wishes. Fortunately, I know what they are going to say, so I can just pass the information to you."

call out!
As he spoke, a wave of consciousness from the void slammed into the painter's mind, and the life stories of the three immortals and all kinds of data and information entered the painter's database in full.

Of course, there were also the last words that the three of them wanted to say but didn't.

The painter absorbed the information with a look of satisfaction, and continued to enrich his own historical scroll, recording the lives of the three great immortals in his history book.

After this incident was revealed, a tall and powerful figure suddenly descended from the sky.

He was surrounded by the Dao, with surging Dao rhyme and shining colorful light. The power from the Immortal Venerable Jiumu, the Immortal Venerable Lunmu and others was suddenly drawn away.

Holy Spirit embryos flew out from their bodies and gathered on this Holy Spirit Immortal.

Without the blessing of authority, Jiumu Immortal Venerable and others finally returned to their original appearance, recovered their true realm, and fell into the state of great perfection of True Immortals.

"what happened?"

"how is this possible?"

"Asshole! Asshole!! Give me back my power!"

"Who are you? Who are you? There is no power in the world that can strip the Immortal Lord of his authority. We are part of nature. How could you strip us of our power?"

"This is crazy! Give us our power back!"

"This is the path I have attained! This is the path I have attained after searching for mountains, rivers, and great streams for 379,600 years. How could it have disappeared after nine deaths and one rebirth?"

When all its original appearances were restored, the True Immortals present were all in disbelief.

It turns out they are the waste.

The real them who sit on the seat of the Supreme Immortal are not even as good as the clowns dancing and performing for them below, and are not as good as the individual Bottle-stored Immortals in terms of realm.

The Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable casually threw the desperate, wailing, ugly, broken-hearted Jiumu Immortal Venerable and others, who had discovered that life was a scam, to the painter and said indifferently:

"I'll leave it to you to deal with. After they die, they are all great heroes and great men of the times. Remember not to tarnish their reputations. Remember to write down their stories carefully."

"Historian, we have witnessed their history."

(End of this chapter)