In fact, the so-called supreme weapons do not have a unified standard. However, the method of identifying supreme weapons is very simple, and the channel cannot be destroyed. At this moment, Vidir fell into despair and realized that death was approaching.

It, the dignified eternal powerhouse, will actually die under the sword of the Zhouhe Realm.

The most outrageous, the most ridiculous, and the most unimaginable thing is why a realm of the universe enjoys the supreme weapons. Even the human race in the starry sky, not every supreme has such weapons.

"Those who have the strength comparable to the immortal immortality are at best, but they don't mean they have the qualifications to kill me." Vidir stared at Han Dong's eyes and said word by word: "You cut through the immortal magic power, and this knife is the one you rely on."

Normally.

The power of higher life cannot resist the magic power of the immortal, so although most of the eternal kings in the universe have the strength of the immortal, they are difficult to truly kill an immortal. The comparison between the two is like cotton and steel diamonds, which is not just a quantitative difference in density and quality.

The root cause and quality level are all too bad.

Cotton can push away the steel diamonds and even knock them back. But it is almost impossible to destroy the steel diamonds and crush them.

This is a chasm that is insurmountable and different from a vast world.

"I'm very curious..."

"Have your human race been so powerful? Are you given the highest weapon to the younger generation?"

The more he spoke, the weaker he became, and the voice became distorted. Vidir's body shook, looking like a shaking candle lamp, lonely and desolate, powerless and inexplicably sad and angry.

If it weren't for this knife, who would win or lose, it would be a big deal!

How can it be willing to do it!

"Oh."

Han Dong looked indifferent and distorted, and continued to raise the sword.

Swish!

A bunch of knife lights penetrated the sky and entered Vidir's body.

"Han Dong!!"

It struggled, and its voice spread all over the world, emitting anger: "Answer my question is the basic respect for an immortal!"

Vidir is about to die, but his pride is still there, and he is still a little proud.

"Idiot." Han Dong said coldly: "Go to die."

The words are over.

There were another 100,000 brilliant sword lights that cut through the dark starry sky and all slashed into its body.

He still understands these principles when he beat the dog in the water and cut the grass to get rid of the roots. What's more, Vidir will definitely die, becoming more and more crazy. If it catches the flaws, finds the opportunity, and pulls him to die together... Obviously, Han Dong is thinking too much.

Although Vidir is an immortal mana immortal.

but.

The sharp blade that actively crashed into the Kinding Sword was no less than a determined pursuit of death. At this moment, the stable structure of its constant magic power in its body was broken, and a chain collapse effect occurred.

"Ah, ah!" Vidir felt an unparalleled severe pain, almost suffocating, and shouted wildly: "I am the eternal, I am immortal!"

Its mind became dazed and a little incoherent. Suddenly, with a hysterical pounce, Vidir controlled countless phantoms and rushed towards Han Dong, like a moth to the flames.

pity.

Han Dong retreated far away and did not collide with it head-on.

This made Vidir very crazy. It pretended to be pitiful. Why didn’t Han Dong be fooled?

Now it has lost its vitality and will die sooner or later, but the immortals are really terrifying and tenacious. Even Han Dong spent more than half an hour across the air before he completely killed Vidir.

The sword light rose and shone brightly.

Seeing Vidir's whole body disintegrated and turned into a bloody rain.

Han Dong, wrapped in blue battle armor, did not relax his vigilance. He stood with a knife and observed around him to prevent him from counterattacking before his death.

"call."

It was not until he could no longer sense Vidil's cold air that Han Dong breathed a sigh of relief and put away his firing knife.

Buzz! Buzz! Opening the sword shaking the blade with a little excitement, almost like dancing and expressing joy: "This is a real immortal man of immortal magic power, and few people who resisted fate in the past dynasties can do it."

"Although I have my credit..."

"But if it were the rest of the human kings, it would be difficult to draw the sword, let alone cut a million times in an instant."

In short, using supreme weapons will face extremely terrible oppression.

Even if you put the knife in front of you, you can't pick it up or chop it, what's the point? Han Dong is free to use it, thanks to the resilience of his soul.

Qiming Dao sighed and exclaimed: "The master's original talent for resilience is definitely the top ranks, and in many aspects, it is better than a strong talent."

“That’s true.”

Han Dong thought about it and admitted this.

"In my opinion, the master's resilience talent has great potential for further development." The Knife swung the blade, offsetting the aftermath of the fighting that spread everywhere and bounced back to Han Dong's side.

Words of praise and words of praise are not stingy.

With the cultivation level of the universe, killing eternal strong people is a rare and strange thing. I am afraid that this is the case in the world.

"The Heavenly Lord can't compare, it's not comparable." Han Dong pointed to the Kaiming Knife and chuckled, "You have too many ideas, why do you always want to compare me with the Heavenly Lord?"

Qi Mingdao said embarrassedly: "I have followed many people who resisted fate and met several Heavenly Venerables. The only regret is that I never had the chance to compete. I just want to know how strong the Heavenly Venerable is."

Han Dong was stunned: "Which Heavenly Lord have you met?"

"Da Lan Tianzun, Da Li Tianzun, and the sword-sealing Heavenly Lord who is in charge of the ancient hall." Qimingdao replied obediently. In fact, the destiny of the era visited the human hall. It followed, just bystanders and had no qualifications to speak.

Han Dong nodded: "The mortal enemy of the destiny resister is the Shenluo clan, and the enemy of the enemy is a natural ally."

Speaking of this, Qi Mingdao hummed twice, as if he was a little resentful: "What kind of ally, I have been to the ancient palace four or five times, but in the end they all refused to form an alliance."

Seeing Han Dong frowning, it consciously made a mistake and added two sentences: "Those who resisted fate are more likely to become eternal kings, and the proportion is about one tenth. And the proportion of those who finally reach the highest is even lower, not even one tenth."

"Don't talk about these things for now." Han Dong took action and grabbed the teleportation facility.

Around it, after waves surging, like stars bursting, superimposing them together, the high temperature brightness alone is enough to burn all matter, and the ordinary universe fusion state will evaporate instantly without making any sound.

This is the subsequent impact of the Battle of the Immortal.

Let the magic power spread, and he didn't know how much material it would be destroyed, how many light years it swept through, how many creatures it destroyed, Han Dong's eyes moved, and cleared the desolate aftermath in the surrounding area. As for what was farther away, he had no time to deal with it.

Hurry!

The crystal-clear palm grabbed the teleportation facility.

“Start now.”

"Go back immediately and go back to the territory!" Han Dong's face showed a very rare excitement.

He finally understood why those immortals deliberately mobilize their emotions and indulge in their will in order to maintain vitality.

Over the years, wandering in the darkest starry sky, Han Dong felt numb and colder. He could not be interested in anything except practicing. If he continued to develop like this, he was afraid that he would forget his family affection.

"Go back soon."

Han Dong muttered silently: "Go home, go home."

His eyes were shiny, and his golden light was shining, and his powerful soul power was injected into the teleportation facilities, just like rivers pouring back, various strange phenomena were born, endless pure energy seemed to fill the starry sky, and the abyss of the universe also overflowed here.

One hour...two hours...half a day passed.

The teleportation facility actually changed shape and presented a strange appearance of roots, just like the messy roots of a vicissitudes of ancient trees, rooted in the space, absorbing strange particles from subspace.

At first glance.

The transmission facility is like a grand tree canopy, extending a patterned circuit, which has both fixed functions and energy-providing effects. It can last tens of thousands of years for one charge.

"this……"

Han Dong frowned: "This seems not a known model."

If it is standard equipment, he has the confidence to transmit it directly to the human territory. However, the transmission equipment that has been modified privately is extremely unstable and difficult for him to determine.

There was darkness around him. He stood on the right side of the teleportation facility, tapped his fingertips to test its operating status, but the next moment, his face changed slightly, and the standard startup method was useless.

"I'll take a look."

The sword of the fiery sword emerged.

After observing for a moment, it smiled and said, "It should be the work of the eternal strong man, and it is limited to 'only the Lixu Clan can use it'."

Then.

It floated over and slashed: "It's no problem now."

"Are you sure?" Han Dong looked down at Qiming Knife.

He knew that this matter was of great importance and could not be misunderstood. If he didn't understand, he would ask.

Although I have read the standard manual, it is still not as rich as the Qiming Knife. Qiming Knife turned around three times: "It's absolutely okay, please rest assured by the master."

"good."

Han Dong took a deep breath.
To be continued...