Chi Yao raised her wrist slightly, raised her sword body, and picked Uli away.

Immediately afterwards, he slashed the flying purple gold shield and beat the flying purple gold shield to the sky. When he flew in mid-air, the capital shield was split in half.

Uli quickly retreated backwards, and divine blood kept flowing in the blood hole between his eyebrows, and his spirit was dissipated.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

...

He did not give him a chance to stabilize his injury at all. Chi Yao was like a divine light, slashing out one sword after another.

Uli did not have the power to fight back, and even with the body of a true god, he could not stop it. His sword injuries continued to increase, and the white divine feathers were dyed red, and roars came from his mouth.

Suddenly, Chi Yao stopped attacking, stood quietly aside, and even put the blood-dropping sword into the scabbard.

Uli stabilized his disadvantages, his divine power flashed, and all the wounds on his body disappeared in an instant. His eyes were cold and he said, "You can't kill me after all."

"Do you think I can't kill you, so you are not dead?" Chi Yao said in amazement.

Uli said confidently: "I admit that you are very powerful and I am not your opponent. However, it is not that easy to kill a true god. With your current cultivation level, even if you master some secrets of swordsmanship, it is still far from enough to kill me. The price of not being able to kill me is too high, and you can't afford it."

Chi Yao sighed lightly: "How great would it be if the gods in the heavenly world were as self-righteous as you."

Urie said: "Am I wrong?"

"You may not know that I am a very small-minded woman with a strong desire to take revenge. I used a sword to kill you, but I just didn't want you to die too easily. I would use a sword to humiliate Brother Chen every word you say and return it to you. Do you still remember how many words you said and how many swords you got?" Chi Yao asked.

Uli's eyes suddenly sank, his fists tightly clenched, and he was not impulsive. He knew that the woman in front of him was indeed extremely capable, and now he was trapped in her divine realm world and was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Suddenly, his eyes looked through the world of the divine realm and saw Zhang Ruochen standing next to the corpse of more than a thousand feet long, and suddenly a plan arises in his heart.

"Since you value that weak ant that is not human and not human, I will kill him first."

Uli grabbed a white halberd from the void.

On the halberd, dense supreme inscriptions emerged, and a terrifying supreme power burst out.

The same supreme holy weapon burst out in the hands of the gods, which is thousands or ten thousand times more powerful than in the hands of the great saint.

"Boom!"

The white halberd turned into a pillar supporting the sky, and each supreme inscription flowed like a river, suddenly piercing into the direction where Zhang Ruochen was.

In Chi Yao's divine realm world, cracks appeared and were about to be penetrated.

"You're really looking for death."

Chi Yao suddenly became extremely sharp and as fast as light. Before Uli could react, he slapped his chest with a palm, knocking his red armor to the point of sunken.

Uli vomited divine blood in his mouth and flew backwards.

"return."

Chi Yao grabbed Uli's wrist and dragged him back.

Change the palm into a fist, and another blow, hitting the chest.

"Bang!"

The red armor cracked a gap.

"Bang bang."

Another twelve consecutive strikes, the red armor was pierced, and Ure's chest was sprinkled with blood, and he felt extremely depressed. Not to mention mobilizing power to counterattack, he could not even escape, and was completely crushed.

"Divine blood, burn!"

Uli's eyes were cold and resentful, and he shouted in his heart.

"Swish."

I don’t know how many sword energy flew out from Chi Yao’s eyebrows and pierced Uli’s divine body into a sieve. Then, it exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist and broken divine bones.

Without giving him the chance to reconcentrate his divine body, a lotus emitting chaotic light flew out from her snow-white palm and filled all the blood mist into it.

This lotus is the treasure left by the Sumeru Holy Monk, the Chaos Time and Space Lotus.

Uli recondensed his divine body in the lotus, but there were cracks of space and time marks, constantly attacking him, destroying his vitality bit by bit.

"Chi Yao, you'd better let me go, otherwise the Kunlun Realm will be doomed and billions of creatures will die because of you." Wu Lie's voice roared in the lotus.

The Chaos Space-Time Lotus was floating in Chi Yao's palm, and she just said lightly: "Is that so? Just by you, you can also determine the life and death of Kunlun Realm? I only know that I can determine your life and death now."

"You will regret it."

"I really want to wipe you out earlier so that my ears can be purified."

After thinking about it, she took out a mud bottle, poured out a golden flame from the bottle, and fell into the lotus.

This clay bottle was the third Confucian ancestor who was perfected and felt something from his heart. Legend has it that after the clay bottle was formed, the words within a radius of 100,000 miles fell from the pages and flew into it.

Billions of words make the soul for it.

Therefore, this treasure of Confucianism and Taoism is also called "Wenbo".

The flames placed in the bottle were collected by Chi Yao from the place where the God of Fire fell, and were called "Sheng Refining Fire". Legend has it that the God of Fire was burned to death by the God of Fire he cultivated, leaving only a fire armor.

Refining the divine fire can burn and kill the fire god. It is naturally easy to refine a new god.

After Uli finally stopped screaming, Chi Yao put away the Chaos Space-Time Lotus, and converged the divine realm world, landed again to the bottom of the sea, and appeared silently less than ten feet away from Zhang Ruochen.

She sat on a broken stone, supported her chin with her fingers, and looked at Zhang Ruochen quietly. Seeing that he was strikingly threatening Master Yeyou and the Seven-Handed Old Man with Pluto, she couldn't help laughing.

She has been like this for many days, standing close to her, as if she was back eight hundred years ago.

At that time, Zhang Ruochen and she were still the youthful and beautiful age, with the purest love and kindest heart, and had never even killed anyone, was not contaminated with the blood of any creature, but were inseparable from each other and were full of infinite longing for the future.

Everything in the world at that time was good, beautiful, and pure, just like there was no evil or dirty at all, and there was no separation from life and death, separation, joy and joy.

She never thought of separating from Zhang Ruochen, as she did eight hundred years ago and now.

But she knew that she could still follow him inseparably, for the time being, and she would still be separated after all, and even one day Chen Yuan and Drip of Blood would face each other's sword tips.

But……

So what?

At least that day hasn't come yet.

Chi Yao cleared her distracting thoughts, took out a wooden comb, and combed her hair with strands of black hair. She felt that in the past eight hundred years, she had never been as relaxed and comfortable as she is now, and could take off all the burdens and responsibilities on her body.

What about Empress Chi Yao and what great powers are, she is far away from Kunlun Realm, and she just wants to be a quiet woman.

That woman is named Yaoyao.

A girl who seemed to have stopped at the age of sixteen!

Youth never passes away, and it is always in my heart.

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Chapter completed!