"Although we die without regrets, our people will never feed!" Millions of sword cultivators shouted in unison.

I saw that the sword energy transformed by the will of millions of sword cultivators gathered in the sword light and slashed to the land of the wave of divine fire.

"The power of the peak of the eighteenth level? The power of the eighteenth level? Bastard!" Yin Xianzhi shouted in shock.

Nan Jian's sword sacrificed everything, even sacrificed his life, and cut out the power of the eighteenth level peak. If he was intact, he could not do anything to himself. But now, because the Great Heavenly Lord took his body and dragged his divine fire, the defense of the Black Tiger reached the weakest state. Now it is the power of destroying the world.

Looking at the sword that was about to destroy himself, the Great Heavenly Lord also showed a decisive smile: "Although the Great Heavenly Lord has no regrets, our people will never eat!"

"No!" Yin Xianzhi exclaimed.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

As soon as a sword passed, countless voids were shattered. Under the big explosion, the entire Sword God Star trembled violently in the aftermath and collapsed everywhere.

Pan, Hongjun, sword ninety-nine, sword one hundred witnessed the sword light at this moment. He also heard that shocking oath.

"Bang!"

When all the sword lights disappeared, the black tiger had completely turned into pieces and disappeared in the air. The soul of the Great Heavenly Lord was also destroyed. Countless divine fires suddenly shattered, leaving only a little residue, which was slowly melting as the black hole recovered.

"Buzz!"

The remaining divine fire, less than one percent of the previous one, suddenly flew to the distant behind Zhi Zhi Yin's head.

Prophet Yin spit out another mouthful of blood, closed his eyes and accepted the divine fire, enduring the pain of the destruction of the divine fire to the soul.
Chapter completed!