In this green ocean, the Grave God was as tiny as a grain of sand. It was hard to imagine that this was happening in the Grave God's own supreme world.
He had thought that he was invincible in this supreme world, but he had never expected to be devoured by two children.
This was an extraordinary humiliation.
The Grave God had never experienced this before.
He struggled in the green ocean, and looked like he was in agony.
Leng Ming controlled the sword qi to slowly cut through the ocean, and at the same time, approached the Grave God.
There was horror in the Grave God's eyes, because he suddenly realized that he couldn't move. It was as if the green sword qi around him had grown countless hands to hold him in place.
"Guillotine …" The Grave God's pupils instantly widened as he thought of something.
Hearing this, Leng Ming couldn't help but ponder.
When all was said and done, he was an ancient living fossil, and indeed had more experience than most people.
This move was called "Green Grass Guillotine," or "Green Grassland Guillotine."
It was a spell that his shifu Bai Qiao had customized for him based on his own characteristics.
Supposedly, she had been inspired by a certain game, originally called "Noxus Guillotine."
All spirit swords had their own signature sword skills based on their characteristics.
For example, his shifu Jingke's signature sword skill was the "World-Annihilating Sword."
And this Green Grass Guillotine was the signature that Bai Qiao had created for Leng Ming.
Leng Ming never thought that he would be able to use it in actual combat so soon after learning it.
At that moment, the vast green ocean formed from sword qi had already firmly enveloped this supreme world, and also restricted the Grave God's movements.
The Green Grass Guillotine had already formed.
Neither his body nor his soul could escape.
This was a situation of certain death.
Boom!
As countless undead soldiers were purified and entered the cycle of reincarnation, the green sword qi that had been drifting slowly through the ocean pressed down and slashed at the Grave God's frozen body.
It only lasted for a split second.
The Grave God's body was split in two by the green light, and an extremely turbulent aura of primordial chaos poured out of his body.
The energy inside him was astonishing.
Leng Ming felt like he had cut into a big furnace that was about to explode.
Very quickly, the Grave God exploded, and a huge mushroom cloud rose with the Grave God at the center.
The shockwave from the explosion spread for billions of miles, as if it had spread to a very far place.
"Is everything over?" Leng Ming looked at the scene before him and heaved a sigh of relief.
He could sense that the aura of the Grave God had disappeared.
A universe-level figure of a generation, an existence at the level of an eternal living fossil, had perished along with the collapse of a supreme world just like that. It was truly a surreal feeling.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
After the Grave God's aura disappeared, many people sensed it at the same time.
In the Infinite Galaxy, Monk Golden Lamp was being treated by Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch.
Wang Ling was a little worried about his serious injury, so he sent Crispy Noodles to take a look at him.
When the monk arrived at the scene, he was covered in blood. He did not even have the strength to use the Buddha Fire.
Fortunately, Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch arrived in time.
"Thank you for your trouble, Daolord." Jin Deng sighed inwardly.
In front of the Grave God at his peak, Tyrant realized that he had no strength to fight back. He was still lacking in many areas.
In the future, he would have to make full use of his time to cultivate.
"It's fine."
Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch gave a gentle smile. Spirit light appeared in his palm and enveloped Tyrant.
The truth was that he was just transferring the spirit power in his body to Tyrant, which acted like a power bank like Wang Nuan.
After receiving enough spirit power, Tyrant had the ability to recover from his injuries.
"His aura really disappeared." At that moment, Tyrant raised his head and looked in a certain direction.
That was the location of the Grave God's supreme world.
As an old enemy, the Grave God's death made Tyrant recall a lot of things for a moment.
It wasn't that he felt pity for him, but that it was a little strange.
He had always felt that this old guy wasn't someone who could be killed so easily.
In the astrolabe, Dusk and Peng Xiren, who were tightly connected to Tyrant and couldn't get away, also sensed that the Grave God's aura had disappeared.
"He's dead …" Peng Xiren's eyes were full of tears. "F * * k! How did he die?! "
"Why are you crying? Aren't you ashamed?" Dusk glanced at Peng Xiren distractedly.
Peng Xiren stomped his feet in anger. "That's my body … He didn't give it back to me after using it, he actually exploded with it!"
"…"
Dusk was momentarily speechless. He didn't know how to comfort Peng Xiren.
But as he listened …
It seemed like Peng Xiren was the most pitiful person in this entire matter.
His body was taken by the Grave God, and his right to inherit the Heavenly Tomb of Wang Dao Ancestor was taken away.
Now, the right to inherit the Heavenly Tomb was gone, and so was his body.
Most importantly, the Grave God didn't leave behind a will before he died.
There were so many treasures in the Heavenly Tomb, but now, they were all ownerless.
Peng Xiren couldn't get them, so he could only watch.
He planned so many things just to do something big, but in the end, he didn't get anything. Everything was for naught.
"It's not difficult for a Progenitor to reconstruct a body. It just needs a little more time, "Dusk said.
Perhaps Peng Xiren's actual cultivation level had already reached the Progenitor realm. This was the only good news. The reconstructing of a Progenitor's body could be completely handed over to the bronze cat in the "Forsaken Land of the Gods".
It just needed a long time.
He knew that Peng Xiren was an impatient person.
He probably couldn't wait any longer.
"This wait will take thousands of years …" Peng Xiren felt pain in his heart. The feeling of being schemed against by the Grave God was very strong.
If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have listened to that Evil God's nonsense.
But it was already too late to say anything now.
Just as he was about to completely fall into isolation.
Dusk said, "If you truly reflect on yourself, you might still have a chance."
Peng Xiren said, "What do you mean?"
Dusk said, "With my understanding of that Evil God, he didn't even finish using that trump card … It's too strange that he died just like that."
Peng Xiren couldn't help but feel surprised.
Because what Dusk said was indeed the truth.
"But … what is his trump card? Before the monk left, he told me, but I don't know if I'm right. "Peng Xiren frowned deeply.
"Unfortunately, your answer should be right."
Dusk said, "But he can't completely use that trump card now. He only used some methods to obtain a ten-thousandth of its power. Back then, Lord Dao Ancestor split up and sealed his soul, and sealed the more dangerous half of his soul in the Heavenly Tomb to separate that power. "
"But what is that thing used for?"
"I don't know the specifics. Neither the monk nor I have seen it. But since the Dao Ancestor determined it to be a threat, it must be terrifyingly powerful. "
…
At this moment, in the supreme world that was about to collapse, Leng Ming floated in the void with Wang Nuan on his back.
With the death of the Grave God, this supreme world also fell apart at the same time.
He stayed here for a while, using his sword energy to control this supreme world into a stable state of collapse. This was to prevent the rampaging sword energy from directly exploding this supreme world after he left.
If that was the case, many innocent beings might be harmed.
But soon, Leng Ming felt that something was wrong.
The supreme world that was originally collapsing.
It actually stopped …
A dangerous aura assaulted them.
This made Wang Nuan feel that the originally calm atmosphere had become tense again.
She wrapped her arms around Leng Ming's neck and grabbed his clothes tightly.
Leng Ming frowned deeply.
At this moment, he was staring ahead.
He finally found it. It was at the place where the Grave God had disappeared.
There was a piece of purple flesh the size of a fingernail wriggling and gradually expanding …
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