Faced with the request for battle from the two major demon species, Qin Jiuge did not respond.

He smiled intimately: "Jianzi, Mo Sheng, I have a child!"

At the moment of the war, even the saints began to fall, but Qin Jiuge still sat firmly on Diaoyutai and shared his joy with his old friends.

"real?!"

"Congratulations to the young master!"

Upon hearing this, Jianzi and Mo Sheng both showed surprise.

Qin Jiuge's bloodline is too strong and it is difficult to continue. He has been married to Qingfei for thousands of years, but still has no descendants. This is a regret of the entire Taixu Realm. Don't even talk about these people who are very close to Qin Jiuge.

Now that the war is coming, I heard the news that the two of them were reluctant to be happy for Qin Jiuge and Qingfei.

"Hahaha!" Qin Jiuge also laughed happily when he saw the reactions of the two.

Jianzi and Mo Sheng looked at each other: "The little guy has not been born yet. I am the uncle and I have nothing to do for him. So I asked me to tear apart a corner of the world for the little guy!"

"Young Master, we're going to kill someone!"

"Go!" Qin Jiuge waved his hand, and a bright smile appeared on his face, "I will avenge you!"

"Hahaha, that's good!" Jianzi and Mo Sheng laughed wildly, showing their heroic spirit, completely putting life and death aside. "Qingfei, when the little guy is born, don't forget to tell him that he has two very powerful uncles!"

"Sure." A layer of mist appeared in Qingfei's eyes.

"Go away!"

The two waved their hands, soared into the sky, and fell into the military path.

Go forward without going forward!

In the battlefield of the Eternal True Realm, with a slight vibration from the world, two figures with momentum soaring into the sky appeared out of thin air. As soon as they appeared, they attracted all the gazes in the field.

It's really too strong!

Whether it is Jianzi or Mo Sheng, the momentum they emit is obviously stronger than the false saints in the field, and they are the top existences below the three true saints!

"Brother Mo, today we will compete with each other to see who killed more!" As soon as he appeared, Jianzi spoke out loudly and his mind was flying.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Faced with Jianzi's provocation, Mo Sheng did not show any weakness.

The two of them have been fighting for many years, but they have never been able to tell the difference between strength and weakness.

"Arrogant!"

After hearing the words of the two, they were all furious.

However, how could Jianzi and Mo Sheng pay attention to their thoughts? He roared angrily and flew out, each finding a quasi-saint from the eternal true realm!

"Hmph! I really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The fake holy man who was found by Jianzi was shocked, but in the cruel battlefield where such a quasi-saint was worthless and the emperor was like a grass, he could not tolerate him retreating. He held a spear in his hand and wrapped the boundless holy power with one shot, and took the initiative to kill Jianzi.

"Three Swords!"

Suddenly, the sword made a sound.

Before the other party could react to the meaning of his words, facing the gun that seemed to pierce the world, the surging sword intent surged from the sword's body, the pale supreme sword bone in his hand glowed, and a seemingly ordinary sword swung out: "The first sword!"

However, when facing his false holy, his expression changed instantly.

Zheng!

One shot and one sword, in an eye-catching way, collided together without fancy, and the holy power belonging to the two rushed out wildly, bursting the void.

"What?!" In an instant, Jianzi's opponent was shocked and exclaimed. As a false saint, he couldn't calm down, as if he saw the most strange thing in the world.

After the words came, with a "boom", his arm holding a gun burst, and his holy blood filled the sky, and his whole body suddenly flew backwards.

A trace of blood was quietly overflowing from Jianzi's mouth, but it was as if he hadn't realized it.

"Second Sword!"

Jianzi whispered, with a sword across the sky, the sharp sword intent bloomed like a fairy flower, extremely stunning, but it fell into the eyes of his opponent, but it was tantamount to death.

With this sword, the false saint completely collapsed and could not bear the extremely powerful sword energy. Countless terrifying sword lights penetrated his body, crazily cutting his flesh and blood. The scarlet blood surged out along the pierced body like money.

Even his soul was injured by this peerless sword, and the eternal blooming soul light became extremely dim.

"Impossible!" This was the second time that the quasi-saint exclaimed, unable to hide the shock and anxiety in his heart.

"The Third Sword!"

Jianzi's voice, which did not contain any emotion, almost sounded at the same time as this person's scream, as if the legendary sword god was evolving his supreme way of killing!

After the words came to an end, the sword in Jianzi's hand moved again and stabbed straight out.

This sword seems ordinary, and it is the most basic "sting" in the swordsmanship. Any swordsman can do it, but only the false saint can truly understand this sword and feel the highest swordsmanship in this sword!

That is the swordsmanship that can attack unparalleled!

That is the sword path that destroys everything!

The false saint who had not yet come back to his senses from the second sword, now felt the sword, and it was like a heavy hammer hitting the center of the body, and a dead shadow flashed through his eyes.

He knew very well that this sword...

He can't stop it!

Just as lightning broke through the void, Jianzi's sword broke out in an instant, even ignoring the explosion before the quasi-saint died. In the blink of an eye, all the power burst out, destroying everything.

From extreme movement to extreme static.

But in an instant, the two people who fought at a very fast speed stopped.

Jianzi handed in front of the long sword, and the tip of the long sword hit the false holy eyebrows, and a drop of red blood slowly dripped.

"How could it be so strong..."

The false saint murmured, he wanted to exclaim, but the vitality in his body no longer allowed him to make too loud noises...

As soon as the words fell, the holy body exploded and became dust in the world, completely falling!

Speaking of three swords, it is three swords!

An existence that is almost at the peak of this world cannot withstand the power of Jianzi’s three swords!

Looking at the figure standing proudly in the sky, the scene was in a dead silence at this moment.

It's really, too strong!

This kind of power even exceeds the consciousness of many pseudo-saints!

"It's hard to imagine, unless the two true saints ended up, who else could compete with this person alone..." Such thoughts circled in everyone's minds in the audience.

Jianzi ignored everyone's eyes, as if nothing had happened, slowly stretched out his hand and gently pulled out a spear that penetrated his heart. Blood splashed, but he seemed to have no feeling.

After all, the other party was not a mud-killer. Jianzi paid a price to kill the other party, and the fake holy spear that was fighting back to death pierced through his heart.

"I killed one!"

Jianzi turned his head and said proudly to Mo Sheng on the other side.

"Me too."

On the other side, Mo Sheng smiled confidently and responded to Jianzi.
Chapter completed!