Who won? Who lost?
"You will never be able to step onto the tenth heaven, ever!"
The voice came from all directions.
The Ten Heavens and Nine Earths shook crazily as the power of the God Execution Stage surged.
Emperor Xuan was high up in the air as his image glowed with golden light.
He was like a great emperor.
He looked down on the world and was immortal.
With just a glance, he crushed Long Fei.
Long Fei, who only had a third of his body left, could not take it at all. The power of the Violent God disappeared, the power of the soul blood disappeared, and there was no aura of power in his image.
His body started to sink.
"Just a little more …"
"Just a little more!"
Long Fei was still fighting with his life on the line. He wanted to let Jojo and the Eight Great Deities see another world.
"Ah …"
He roared once again!
Long Fei's image rushed forward again.
He did not care about Emperor Xuan.
He only wanted to take one step forward, just one step, just one step, he could step onto the tenth heaven and see the world there.
However.
Before Long Fei's foot could step on it.
Another thunderbolt came crashing down from the heavens.
"Rumble!"
It heavily smashed onto Long Fei's image body, causing his body to sink and crack. He could not take it, he could not take it at all and suddenly fell.
He landed on the ground of the Ninth Heaven.
"Huhuhu …"
"Huhuhu …"
Long Fei panted heavily as his eyes turned sinister as he rushed forward again.
He did not care about Emperor Xuan's pressure.
He did not care about his own life and death. He only wanted to rush to the Tenth Heaven and take a look.
Just one look!
Once again in the air, Emperor Xuan sneered in disdain and said indifferently: "I said before, you will never step onto the Tenth Heaven, never!"
"Boom!"
Emperor Xuan's image moved.
A heavy blow came down and crushed half of Long Fei's image to the ground.
It was like a nail, nailing him to the ground.
Intense pain came.
This power was unstoppable. Even if Long Fei still had the power of the Violent God, he would not be able to fight against it. It was really like the power of the heavens.
The Mystic Thearch landed.
Floating in the Tenth Heaven, he coldly looked at Long Fei and said, "Do you think you can fight against the Tian Clan?"
"Do you think that you can rise just because the Long Family and the Mu Clan sealed their ancient inheritance in your body?"
"Hmph!"
"You want to overturn the heavens with just these?"
"You overestimate yourself!"
The Mystic Thearch's voice was cold and filled with disdain.
He didn't even look at Long Fei, because Long Fei wasn't qualified.
He was the Mystic Thearch.
He was a Paragon of the Grandmist World.
"You want to defy the heavens?"
"The Long Manor can't do it, the Mu Clan can't do it, and no ancient family can do it. You're just someone from a lower realm. Do you think you're amazing just because you killed a few Tian Clan experts?"
"Trash!"
"You are too weak. In my eyes, your life is worth less than a pile of dog shit. At least … I will not step on dog shit. As for you …" The Mystic Thearch's voice fell.
"Boom!"
In the void, a huge foot lifted up high and stomped heavily on the half of Long Fei's shadow.
Kacha!
"Kacha!"
Lightning raged and space distorted.
Layer by layer, it began to crack.
Long Fei looked up at the sky. He couldn't accept it, he couldn't accept it!
His anger soared!
It soared up.
Long Fei clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were especially firm, and he said word by word: "If I don't die today, I will definitely send you to the underworld in the future!"
Anger, hatred, and killing intent intertwined crazily.
The Mystic Thearch sneered and said: "There is no one in this world who can kill me. Go to the underworld? Even if I go to the underworld, the Yellow Spring Great Emperor will be crushed by me. "
"In the Ten Heavens and Nine Earths, I am the Paragon!"
As soon as his voice fell.
The footsteps stepped down heavily.
Long Fei didn't close his eyes, nor did he let out any screams. Even though his eyes were gloomy, he looked at the sky and the huge shadow of the Mystic Thearch.
He wanted to remember this face.
Even if he died, he wanted to remember.
Engraved in his heart, branded on his soul.
He wanted to remember this face.
Because!
As long as he didn't die, he would definitely take revenge!
"Boom!"
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
… ….
A loud sound exploded, and Long Fei's shadow was trampled down from the ground of the Ninth Heaven. One explosion at a time, from nine to zero.
Long Fei's shadow was sent back to the battlefield.
And his body was dissipating.
Above the Tenth Heaven, the Mystic Thearch coldly glanced at Long Fei and said indifferently: "You overestimate yourself!"
Then.
His gaze moved as it swept in all directions.
"Do you think that the experts of the Tian Clan will die so easily?"
"Humph!"
"With just him?"
A wave of power moved from the Mystic Thearch's body. With a sweep of his sleeves, all the experts of the Tian Clan who had been killed by Long Fei stood up in unison. Whether it was their cultivation or their Tian Clan bloodline, they had all recovered in an instant.
It was the same for the three old ancestor level experts.
Instant revival!
The experts who were watching from the void were shocked.
"What secret skill is this?"
"It can revive the dead?" This, this, this Mystic Thearch's cultivation has already reached such a terrifying realm? "
"From the looks of it … No one in the Primordial World can kill him anymore."
"Supreme Primordial Lord!"
Immediately.
The experts who were watching all knelt on the ground and bowed down heavily. "Supreme Primordial Lord, Supreme Primordial Lord, immortal for all eternity, immortal for all eternity!"
All of them bowed.
At the same time.
Their hearts were slightly relieved.
If they couldn't do it, how could a mere mortal from a lower realm do it?
All of this was just because the Mystic Thearch wanted to humiliate the Long Mansion.
It was just a farce.
In the Primordial World, the Tian Clan was the ruler, an unshakable existence.
The Mystic Thearch was the absolute ruler of this world!
The strongest!
The Mystic Thearch's gaze swept across, and then coldly glanced at Long Fei, whose body was already a little bit left, and then disappeared.
However …
After a few seconds.
The Mystic Thearch's voice sounded in the Heaven Palace.
"Cleanse the Long Mansion, Mu Clan!"
"Find out all the families that support them and purge them all. Let them know the consequences of provoking our Tian Clan!"
His voice was filled with anger.
If he did not make a move today, a mere mortal would be able to break through the Tenth Heaven. At that time, the prestige of the Tian Clan would be greatly damaged.
If this matter was not resolved at the source, who knew how many people like Long Fei would appear.
"Yes sir!"
"Yes sir!"
"Yes sir!"
In the Heaven Palace, everyone shouted in unison.
The Heavenly Guards flew out in all directions.
… ….
"Junior Brother, do you feel that there's something wrong?" After reviving, the white-bearded old ancestor felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't sense what was wrong.
Not only him.
Those who were killed by Long Fei all had this feeling.
He felt that his body was strange!
Suddenly!
An old man from the Tian Clan suddenly said, "My Universe Ring is gone."
It was also at this time.
A young disciple followed: "Mine is gone too!"
"Mine too!"
"I still have a lot of Tian Clan spirit pills in my spatial ring."
"I still have a lot of Spirit Weapons."
… ….
The three old ancestor-level experts immediately sensed it, and their expressions changed.
Similarly.
Their spatial rings were gone as well.
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