Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
In Ye Three Thousand's Sword Star World, the thousands of sword stars that had been hanging in the night sky suddenly began to fall, as if the stars were about to be destroyed.
The direction in which the stars fell was naturally where Qin Lang and the Undead Temple were. This meant that Ye Three Thousand had completely lost his patience and was finally going all out.
Tens of thousands of sword stars fell, drawing out dazzling rays of light in the night sky. However, these heavenly stars were not meteors. These heavenly stars were all sword stars with sharp sword Qi. Moreover, the power of these sword Qi was constantly increasing as they fell, almost carrying the power to destroy the world.
If Ye Three Thousand used Starfall to its limits, he might really be able to destroy a Small World. For example, the first three levels of the Abyss couldn't withstand Ye Three Thousand's Starfall at all. Its power was enough to break through the defenses of the Origin Power of the three levels.
Since Ye Three Thousand was already going all out, Qin Lang naturally couldn't take it lightly. He pushed the power of the Small World to its limits. At the same time, the undead in the Undead Temple also attacked with all their might, pushing the power of the Undead Temple to its limits along with Qin Lang.
Heavenly Star Fall, no one could match it!
However, there was an existence that could surpass the stars in the sky. This was a god!
Even if the stars fell and the world collapsed, they wouldn't be harmed in the slightest. This was a god.
When the 1,801 great formations of the Undead Temple were activated to the limit, when Qin Lang infused the power of the golden-armored God's Quintessence and the power of the small world into the Undead Temple, the Undead Temple finally erupted with its true power. The entire Undead Temple suddenly shone with golden light, rising up together with Qin Lang. Facing the thousands of falling sword stars, Qin Lang punched out with a single fist.
However, the moment Qin Lang punched out, a huge phantom of a golden-armored deity appeared behind him. At this moment, Qin Lang seemed to have been possessed by a deity, as if the Grim Reaper had descended. As Qin Lang punched out, a tall figure stepped out of the Undead Temple. This tall figure seemed to be the Grim Reaper. Facing the falling sword stars, the deity just stretched out his palm and seemed to have opened up the sky. The sword stars that filled the night sky seemed to be completely contained in his hand. Then, as Qin Lang punched out, the tall figure also punched out.
Rumble!
The sound of heaven and earth collapsing rang out. Qin Lang knew that this was the sound of Ye Three Thousand's small world collapsing. Facing the Undead Temple that Qin Lang had activated with the power of the Divine Spark of the Golden Armored Deity, Ye Three Thousand had no chance at all. This was because the punch that Qin Lang had thrown just now already had the demeanor of a True God. Even if Ye Three Thousand was an unparalleled monster, it was impossible for him to be a match for a deity.
After the Night Sword World was broken, Qin Lang's vision suddenly widened, and the world lit up.
At this moment, the battle between the Nine Heavens World and the fourth layer of the Abyss World was still ongoing, and it was exceptionally intense.
Ye Three Thousand's Night Sword World had been broken, so his origin was naturally somewhat damaged. Under such circumstances, Ye Three Thousand should have immediately retreated to heal his injuries, because once the small world was damaged, it would take a very long time for it to completely recover. Ye Three Thousand really shouldn't continue to show off at this time. However, all geniuses had a bad temper. Naturally, Ye Three Thousand was unwilling to be defeated by Qin Lang. Furthermore, he had gone for wool and come home shorn. Therefore, not only did Ye Three Thousand not retreat, but he also wanted to say a few harsh words to Qin Lang. If possible, he also wanted to see if Qin Lang was injured and if he still had a chance to use the Immortal Talisman to deal with Qin Lang.
"Human kid, you're lucky today! However, if you think that you can defeat me, Ye Three Thousand, like this, then you're too naive! I will definitely — "
Ye Three Thousand indeed wanted to say a few harsh words, but before he could finish, he felt that something had suddenly gone wrong with his small world. His entire body seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and a sharp pain made him unable to continue speaking.
With a sweep of his Spiritual Force, Ye Three Thousand immediately knew that his small world had begun to shrink and collapse! His Night Sword World was about to completely collapse!
Compared to the physical pain, the reality made Ye Three Thousand even more upset.
The collapse of his small world meant that Ye Three Thousand was completely finished! It also meant that his Night Sword World, which he was so proud of, was now gone!
Everything was irreversible!
"This … This is impossible! Impossible! "
Ye Three Thousand muttered to himself. He wanted to activate his small world to repair it, but he found that it was useless. It only accelerated the collapse of his Night Sword World. It had to be said that his Night Sword World had been integrated with an Immortal Sword and had the defense of the Immortal World's nomological laws. He hadn't expected it to collapse so quickly. Ye Three Thousand couldn't accept all of this!
Ye Three Thousand threw an Immortal Pill into his mouth!
This was a genuine Immortal Pill. It could heal almost any injury. Even if it couldn't be completely healed, it could at least suppress the injury. Unless he had no other choice, Ye Three Thousand would never use something like an Immortal Pill.
An Immortal Pill was indeed an Immortal Pill. After Ye Three Thousand took it, the pain in his body seemed to completely disappear. Furthermore, his Essence Energy was rapidly recovering, as though it had really suppressed his injuries. The situation seemed to be turning for the better, but his Night Sword World still hadn't recovered. Or rather, it couldn't be repaired at all!
"Impossible!"
Ye Three Thousand couldn't help but roar. The indignation in his heart was obvious.
But no matter what, Ye Three Thousand knew that the situation was irreversible. He just wanted to know why.
As Ye Three Thousand roared, Qin Lang's Undead Temple had already enveloped him.
He couldn't let a cooked duck escape. For a target like Ye Three Thousand, Qin Lang definitely wouldn't give him a chance to escape. Furthermore, the power of the Immortal Pill in Ye Three Thousand's body had yet to disappear. If he suppressed him now, Qin Lang could still extract some of the Immortal Pill's power from his Essence Blood.
"Tell me, why is this happening!?" Ye Three Thousand was no longer able to resist the suppression of the Undead Temple. Even though he had an Immortal Talisman, he was powerless to reverse the situation. This was because his Small World had completely withered and his body had been severely injured. He couldn't activate the Immortal Talisman at all. However, he wanted to know why he had been defeated and why his Small World had suffered such heavy damage.
Unfortunately, Qin Lang wouldn't tell Ye Three Thousand the answer. The Realm Poison refined by Qin Lang was his trump card. Since it was a trump card, he shouldn't let more people know about it. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a true trump card.
When Ye Three Thousand was suppressed by the Undead Temple, some of his subordinates realized that the situation wasn't good and came to his rescue. However, they were powerless to reverse the situation. They could only watch helplessly as their undefeated genius, Ye Three Thousand, was sucked into the Undead Temple.
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