More than ninety-nine billion damage!
Crazy, unprecedented madness.
Crazy without a care for his life.
What was the point of living if his brothers were dead?
What was the point of living if his women were dead?
What was the point of living if his loved ones were dead?
If the power of the ancient inheritance, the cultivation world of the dragon coffin made him a lone star, destined to be alone for the rest of his life, with no one around him having a good ending, he might as well die!
From the Tianwu Continent until now.
Whether it was his brothers, family, or the girl he liked, none of them had a good ending.
They all died because of him.
Now …
The eight vajras transferred the soul blood from his body. If their destiny was to protect him and die, then Long Fei did not want to live alone.
So, he went crazy.
This time, it was not as crazy as before. Long Fei was extremely calm.
If ten drops of soul blood could not kill you, then a hundred drops, a thousand drops, ten thousand drops, releasing all the power in his body that could be converted into soul blood.
As for the consequences?
Wasn't it just death?
Death, what other ways could he die?
Anyway, from the time he slapped the Seven Luminaries Blood Prison and failed the Seven Luminaries Blood Moon Tribulation, he knew he would not live.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
If he wanted to play, he would play big!
The soul blood imprints were densely packed all over his body. Long Fei's phantom body was covered with tattoos, each imprint flashing with a dazzling light.
Power …
It was unbelievable that his phantom could not withstand the power.
The aura of power crushed the hundred thousand planes to the point that they could not move, causing the outer domain outside the hundred thousand planes and even countless planes in the Hongmeng world to tremble.
And …
The heavenly race that controlled the Hongmeng world was also trembling.
Heaven Palace.
Violent tremors.
"So strong!"
"What happened in the lower realm?"
Mystic Thearch's eyes that had been closed for hundreds of years opened slightly and said softly.
The shaking Heaven Palace instantly stabilized.
A white-robed old man knelt on the ground and said, "It is not clear at the moment, but this disciple has sent people to investigate."
Mystic Thearch's eyes closed slightly and said, "The release of the ancient inheritance power of the soul blood, but … the release of this soul blood should be self-destruction."
"There is no need to investigate!"
"Since I'm going to die anyway, this legacy should disappear."
With that said.
The Mystic Thearch closed his eyes again.
The white-robed old man replied, "This disciple obeys."
Everyone was strange.
What kind of power could cause countless planes to tremble? Even the planes in the Grandmist World were affected?
Others might not know.
But they were very clear about the Celestials who controlled the power of the Ancient Era.
The power of Soul Blood.
Moreover, it was the release of thousands, or even tens of thousands of strands of soul blood energy. There was only one outcome, death!
No one could withstand the backlash of the Soul Blood.
No one!
At this time …
A hemp clothed old man walked over. He pinched his fingers and calculated, then said faintly, "There are disciples of our Tian Clan's bloodline there."
The white clothed old man's eyes moved, and said: "Since he is a disciple of the Tian Clan's bloodline, then no matter how powerful the soul blood's power is, he cannot die."
The old man said, "I understand."
He turned around and disappeared.
…
Boom!
A violent roar came from Long Fei's body.
In an instant.
The young man was directly crushed to his knees, crushed by this roar.
He knelt on the ground, completely unable to move.
But!
There were still no damage numbers floating above his head. It was still the same as before, unable to cause any damage that reduced his health.
His health remained the same.
He wouldn't die.
No matter how much it was crushed, it was the same.
This was a hard wound!
It was also a hard wound of the system.
The young man's head was so low that he couldn't raise it. His throat was hoarse as he said fiercely: "Long Fei, you can't kill me at all. No matter how strong the soul blood's power is, you can't kill me. Do you understand?"
"Our Tian Clan is high and mighty. In this lower world, I am an immortal existence."
Long Fei's huge body moved and smashed down from the sky.
His body was burning with red flames.
The sky sank.
It broke down again. The battlefield beneath his body was crazily collapsing. Piece by piece, it was as if the end of the world had arrived.
"I can't kill you?"
"I don't believe that I can't kill you!"
Long Fei roared.
There was no absolute immortality in this world.
The Master God of the hundred thousand planes was powerful, right?
Master God.
He was also afraid of death.
So what if it was the Tian Clan?
Not to mention a disciple with the Tian Clan's bloodline, even the strongest of the Tian Clan, the Emperor Xuan, would die.
No one would not die!
Long Fei didn't believe in the so-called immortality, he only believed in strength. The so-called immortality was just that his strength wasn't strong enough, it was like a defense, if your strength couldn't break through it, then you wouldn't die.
The power of ten drops of soul blood was not enough.
What about the power of ten thousand drops of soul blood?
Seeing the ball of incomparably intense flames crushing down, the young man's throat went dry. His mind trembled and his body trembled non-stop. He didn't have any confidence in his heart.
The Tian Clan's bloodline was supreme.
In this lower realm, it was an immortal existence.
But!
The power that Long Fei exploded out was too terrifying.
The young man roared: "Ah …"
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
The four seas and eight desolate lands exploded violently.
In the void, many of the death planets were not protected by any laws and directly turned into ashes.
The hundred thousand planes were also rapidly collapsing.
And this punch.
Long Fei directly smashed onto the Ancient Inheritance imprint between the young man's eyebrows.
This power …
Overturning the heavens and falling to the ground, it was incomparable.
The young man's body was directly smashed into the center of the battlefield. The ancient beast imprint between his eyebrows let out a blood-curdling screech as the imprint shattered.
The young man also let out a blood-curdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.
At the same time!
A number floated above his head.
A bright red number.
"— — 999999999999"
More than ninety-nine billion damage!
The blood groove on the young man's head instantly bottomed out, leaving behind only one last drop of blood.
One trillion HP!
It was unimaginably terrifying.
He had never met a BOSS with so much HP before.
This was the so called Tian Clan BOSS?
No!
He was just a disciple with the Tian Clan's bloodline, a disciple that couldn't be any more ordinary, yet he had a trillion HP.
Too scary.
How much HP did the strongest Tian Clan have?
At this moment.
Long Fei did not think too much about it. Looking at the young man with the last drop of blood, his voice was filled with rage as he said: "Can't kill him? F * ck, can't you kill him now? "
His anger burned crazily.
The young man's entire body turned black, both of his knees shattered, his mind, his sea of consciousness, his ancient inheritance, and even the Tian Clan bloodline that he thought he was proud of, high and mighty, and insufferably arrogant, had all been shattered by Long Fei's punch.
Now …
He was just a little bit away from death!
Trembling!
Cold!
He couldn't stop trembling.
The young man looked at Long Fei and said, "Don't, don't, don't kill me, don't kill me …"
He was afraid.
At this moment, the scythe of the god of death was already on his neck.
"Die!"
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