In addition to the light shield, the sub-shen entrenched all directions, at the moment when Cundi attacked the light shield, hundreds of people's bodies exploded into a blood mist. If these people grew step by step with their own strength and advanced sub-shen, although this extended attack of this level was bursting violently, it was not enough to completely kill them. It can even be said that they could be reborn again at the moment when their bodies exploded, and their strength was not damaged at all. After all, this was just the aftermath of Cundi's attack.

However, they are just fake and inferior products created by Qin Wuyang by relying on the power of the World Tree. In addition to the similar power, the infinite power of the Assassin cannot be achieved one by one. Therefore, Cunti's attack can cause such a tragic result.

Although the situation was critical, Qin Wuyang was not in a hurry. He naturally knew that if he murdered a saint by just using such means, it would be completely uneasy for himself.

Qin Wuyang did not shake his shoulders and his legs did not move. The man had already crossed the obstacles of space and approached Zhunti, and raised his hand to smash the world tree at his gang. At the same time, he said with a smile: "Brother Zhunti, don't leave in a hurry! I have been in seclusion for thousands of years, just to prepare a few big meals for Brother Dao. Now, Brother Dao has not tasted them one by one, so how can you rush to leave regardless of my good intentions?"

The moment Qin Wuyang made some moves, four or five Qin Wuyang split out from his body, and there was a continuous stream of numbers, instantly filling the space within a radius of ten feet!

Just like the clone, Qin Wuyang, who had split out, each held the same gray world tree in his hands and smashed it hard around the statue of Cundi.

Zhunti was unmoved. Twenty-four mouths on the statue opened their mouths at the same time, and the sound was like the sound of the nine heavens. He said coldly: "If you don't be a saint, you will eventually become an ant! Today, you will understand the true meaning of this sentence! But you are qualified to let me remember your name, a bold ant!"

"Please remember! The first saint slaughterer in the world is named Qin Wuyang!" Qin Wuyang stared at Zhunti, his eyes full of enthusiasm. Similarly, Qin Wuyang's tone was also respectful. He could despise Zhunti's virtues, but he must respect the other party's strength. This is the law that passes the world. If you do not respect and do not know how to face the other party's strength, then the only way to defeat you is to be defeated.

The power of the Cunti after the appearance of the holy icon was no longer something Qin Wuyang could resist, even if it was the branch of the world tree evolution in his hand.

"Boom boom boom"

Every Qin Wuyang vomits blood and retreats when he receives the move, and his bones are about to break inch. With the extremely terrifying instant recovery ability of the sub-god, he cannot heal. It can be seen that there must be some unknown force in Zhunti's attack. Every injured person will disappear in an instant, and then the other person will reappear at the same time, ensuring that in this space within ten feet, there are hundreds of people siege Zhunti and one person at every moment.

Qin Wuyang used the terrible way to control time by controlling the Chaos Bell, and recalled his future self to fight. No matter how powerful Zhunti was, it would be difficult to defeat hundreds of Qin Wuyang in an instant. After all, Qin Wuyang's strength is the first person below a saint, and he can always withstand three moves and two moves.

Within a space of ten feet, the sea of ​​people completely submerged Cunti, and he could not even free his hands to break the blue light cover. But this could not offset Qin Wuyang's absolute disadvantage. However, Qin Wuyang still had a second big meal.

At the beginning, colorful divine lights slid across the cyan light shield from time to time, and every time they flicker, Zhunti in the light shield would feel a little weakened.

However, what made Zhunti feel frightened was that the frequency of the colorful divine light appeared faster and faster, like a waterfall sliding down to the sky, unstoppable and irresistible. Soon, the blue light shield turned into a rainbow in the sky, emitting brilliant brilliance and full of magical charm.

A trace of fear appeared in Zhunti's heart, which was an emotion that had never appeared since he became a saint. Zhunti's power was rapidly weakening and even threatened his safety.

The speed of time passing is not enough to allow Cunti to resist at all. It is just a crisp "click" sound heard in seconds.

Just as the majestic river dam was about to burst, the first crack appeared on the statue of Cundi. Soon, the Taoist of Cundi had no way to maintain the statue. After a whine, the statue collapsed instantly.

The divine pestle, treasure trophy, golden bell, golden bow and other things in the hand of the statue fell out of thin air, and disappeared without a trace after touching the ground. The true body of Zhunti appeared on the ground, and the seven treasure trees in his hand remained bright, but its owner had no belief in winning, and it also lost its breathtaking magic power.

Qin Wuyang's figures disappeared one after another, like the dewdrops rolling on the petals under the scorching sun. In this chaotic space, it turned into two people again, with their eyes facing each other.

The colorful divine light fell like a waterfall, without interruption at all. Zhunti understood that his opponent would never give him any chance. He couldn't help but smile a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little depressed.

Qin Wuyang understood that the Taoist Zhunti must have noticed the origin of this power. However, the power of each saint is different in nature. Zhunti was careless for a moment and fell into his own calculations, just like a mosquito falling into a spider web, and there was no chance to break free.

In an instant, Zhunti abandoned his useless emotions and became the unparalleled saint again, as calm as water, and said, "This matter will not end like this!"

Qin Wuyang nodded and said, "Of course I understand!" In fact, he understood that the saint who was more terrifying than Zhunti would not watch Zhunti suffer without even asking. Besides, the saint, that is, the true god, cannot truly die. In this universe, there is no power to kill the true god.

The true god can only be sealed and cannot be killed!

What Qin Wuyang did to Zhunti today is the cause. In the future, Qin Wuyang will definitely pay the price for this matter. The law of cause and effect is the most stringent net in the universe, and no one can escape. Today's affairs will surely bear bitter fruit in the future. However, since Qin Wuyang has done this, he has already realized that he will bear all the consequences!

"But, time is on my side!" Qin Wuyang made the conclusion, he was fearless!

Zhunti did not argue, that was meaningless, and the saint's self-esteem also prevented him from doing so. Zhunti did not resist any more. He understood that since the time here was controlled by the other party, after the statue collapsed, he had no chance to turn the tables.

As time goes by, Junti's life is presented quickly in front of Qin Wuyang like a fast-forward shot. Junti's birth, Junti's growth, Junti's power, and Junti's path to sanctification are like a roll of film, performing a silent movie.

Qin Wuyang smiled slightly, the time for fighting for life has passed, and the time for harvest has come!
Chapter completed!