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Chapter 1570 betting on life and death

"The last knife."

The god of hatred roared a long time, holding the ancient sword in his hand, his whole heart was completely combined with the sword in his hand. At this moment, he was the sword, and the sword was him, no distinction between them.

This sword is like breaking through the sky and cutting through the three realms.

The sword light turned into a pitch-black color, and the devastating fluctuations hit the minds of everyone present.

With one knife, the whole body of the god of hatred collapsed and collapsed.

This sword is all his power.

Not only is the origin of the world in the body, but also his own life!

"This is……"

Concubine Lian lost her voice.

She didn't expect that the Hate of the True God was so determined that she would kill the Great Venerable even if she died.

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I couldn't save you after all."

The body of the hatred God gradually dissipated. At the last moment of his life, the scarlet redness in his eyes slowly recovered and his reason returned to his body.

But for him, it is too late to return to reason now.

His life began to dissipate just like Qian Yexue, and it was irreversible.

In his life, he was crazy for two women, one of which was his beloved wife, the woman who was sleeping in the crystal coffin.

The other is Qian Yexue.

For the sake of the little fish, he turned into a naive god. During the long years, he stayed alone in the Burial God Ridge, enduring the long night and loneliness, just to have a day where he could resurrect him.

For Qian Yexue, he gave his life.

He felt guilty and regretful to Qian Yexue. He regarded Qian Yexue's death as his fault and took the sin on himself.

So, he made the decision.

This decision is crazy, but also rational.

"You are dreaming if you want to kill me."

The Great Venerable's face was heavy. Although he looked down on the god of hatred, the power of this sword still made him feel threatened.

This is a sword that the God of Hate Naive at the cost of death, a powerful man with the imperial level abandoned everything and should not be underestimated.

"Stop it."

The great priest's aura surged, and the original power of the world tree was activated to the extreme. The world tree that enveloped his body became more condensed and taller.

The next moment, the dark sword light slashed down.

There was not much collision sound, and the dark sword light was seen slashing into the Dharma image of the World Tree this time, dividing the upper half of the World Tree into two.

And the sword light continued to press down, approaching the great priest among them.

"What?"

The Great Venerable's face changed wildly.

He quickly stretched out his hands and closed them. At the dangerous and dangerous moment, his palms clamped the black sword light that was less than one foot above his head.

“Has failed?”

Concubine Lian's face changed. She hated the sword at the cost of death. If she was blocked by the great venerable, she would probably be unwilling to accept it, right?

But something shocking happened.

The sword light, which was tightly clamped by the Great Venerable's hands, suddenly softened and dispersed like flowing water. The sword light bypassed the Great Venerable's hands and then closed suddenly.

The sword light was reorganized and turned into an ancient sword of three feet long. The ancient sword light was brilliant, and a figure of the hatred of the innocent god appeared faintly.

This is his soul.

He used his soul to control the sword, which was the real killer move.

The seemingly earth-shaking knife on the surface is actually just a cover, the real killer move is hidden in it.

At this moment, the sword of the soul came out with the sword of the soul, and even the Great Venerable had never thought of it.

This knife rushed directly into his eyebrows!

"Not good, it's too late!"

The great priest was shocked and angry. If he was killed by this sword, he would have no way to die.

"Cheer."

His eyebrows were broken open, and a sharp sword aura rushed in.

At the critical moment, the Great Venerable quickly retracted the Dharma image around his body, condensed the original power of the world tree near the soul, and resisted it.

Scream!

The sword light slashed through and penetrated from behind the Great Venerable's head. From top to bottom, I saw that the Great Venerable's entire body was divided into two!

And his soul was also exposed.

A gap appeared above this soul, starting from the middle of the eyebrows, passing through the nose, mouth, neck, chest... and obviously this knife hurt him.

"Not dead."

When Concubine Lian looked carefully, her face changed slightly.

The Great Venerable was still not dead. Although his soul was torn apart by this knife, the soul was surrounded by a ball of green light. Obviously, the original power of the World Tree protected his soul, causing his soul not to be completely destroyed.

A strong man of his level, although his soul was divided into two, he could survive as long as he was not completely destroyed.

However, he also suffered a severe injury. The destruction of his body was a trivial matter. His soul was torn apart. If he wanted to recover, it would cost a lot. At this moment, he was not even one-tenth of his strength.

"Great Venerable, die."

Concubine Lian knew that it was a good opportunity now, and the six immortal-killing spears flew out, hoping to take the opportunity to take the life of the great priest.

"Get back."

Suddenly, a big black hand slapped it, accompanied by the rolling demonic energy, blocking the six immortal-killing spears back.

"Demon God."

Concubine Lian's face was heavy.

The Demon God actually broke through at this time, and the situation suddenly fell into severity.

The God of Hate is dead. Now she wants to deal with the Demon God alone. With her strength, it will be a huge difficulty.

"Demon God, kill her. If the Immortal Lord asks for guilt, I will explain!"

The great master said coldly.

The price he paid was too great. If it weren't for the protection of the original power of the World Tree, his soul just now would have almost died under the sword of the hatred of the innocent god.

Now he hated Ningjiang and his group to the extreme.

"Empress Lian Fei, I don't want to be ruthless, but if you force me, I won't show mercy."

The demon god walked step by step, and the demonic energy rose behind him. In the rolling demonic energy, two ancestral demons appeared. These two ancestral demons were hideous and terrifying, lifelike.

And among the two ancestor demons, the magic form of the demon ancestor tree appeared.

He has the bloodline of two great ancestral demons and has been nourished by the demon ancestral tree since he was a child. His strength is only stronger than that of the Great Venerable.

Concubine Lian's face changed. She looked at Ning Jiang's direction. Ning Jiang showed no sign of breakthrough yet, and she didn't know how long she would have to wait.

Once you fight with the demon god, you will inevitably bet on a battle of life and death.

How to choose?

Should I give up now or try my best?

At this moment, Concubine Lian was standing on the choice between life and death. She took a step back and was life. If she took a step forward, perhaps she would be the next god of hating the naive world.

"Empress Lian Fei, let me go for the last time."

The demon god was so powerful that his voice was like thunder.

There was even more murderous intent sweeping out. It was foreseeable that as long as Concubine Lian did not allow him, he would definitely not show mercy.

Concubine Lian's changing face calmed down. She glanced at Ning Jiang. After thinking about it, she decided to bet on life and death!
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