The torrent of power is fierce and surging, and the dust is guarded by the Heavenly Male Pass, but it doesn't feel anything, and the immortals of the heavens who were photographed are not so lucky.

can only struggle in this endless torrent of power, huddle together for warmth, compared to this power, the power of the true immortal is so small......

Although Xue Zhonglian wanted to know the specific situation of Li Qinglian, no one could rush into the depths of the Immortal Battlefield against this torrent of power.

And now that the great enemy is present, after the torrent of power has passed, the Thirty-Three Heavens will definitely regroup and launch a hysterical attack on Feng Tianxiong Pass.

And now, there is no one who can stop the attack of the Heavens and Immortals for them, everything can only be done on their own!

Now Xue Zhonglian can only let go of all the anxiety and worry in his heart, and arrange a great battle that will come soon, a dispute that truly belongs to mortal dust and the heavens......

At the same time, in the depths of the Immortal Battlefield.

Li Qinglian and the Great Red Heavenly Lord faced each other in the air, and the distant torrent of power was the aftermath of the battle formed by the two of them just now.

I saw that at this moment, the Great Red Heavenly Lord had long fiery red hair scattered and scattered, his ancient armor was shattered, and his body was full of wounds that could not be healed, which contained a strong power of purifying the world.

A hideous sword mark slashed across his cheek and into his chest, deep into the bones, and his entire person was almost sliced open by one of his swords......

For a while, the blood flowed endlessly, and the endless blood on his cheeks made his face more and more hideous, and his breath was extremely unstable.

Even the Great Red Heavenly Lord was seriously injured at this moment, and the pinnacle sword mixed with the power of the pure world made it impossible for this wound to heal.

At this moment, he held a long crimson knife in his hand, but it was a broken blade! The edge of the blade was shattered, and the blade was full of gaps that had been cut out.

The hand holding the knife cracked, which was enough to see how ruthless Li Qinglian's sword was just now.

Look at Li Qinglian again, but she has long since lost her original appearance, her flesh and blood are gone, only skin and bones remain, and there are countless knife wounds on her body!

There was no luster on his black hair, and the chaotic world behind him was in tatters, and there was no longer the slightest existence of chaotic qi in it, it had been squeezed cleanly, and there was not even a trace left.

The three thousand gods and demons were dim, their eye sockets were deep, their eyes were half-open, and their whole bodies were shaky, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

A terrifying knife wound slashed down his shoulder, almost ripping off his entire shoulder, and a wound in his back was even more hideous!

Through the wound, you can even clearly see the knife marks of the bone wound on the backbone......

And the wound was also left by Li Qinglian for Granny Cai to block the knife, but although Li Qinglian was covered with scars, there was not the slightest blood flowing out.

All the power in his body has been squeezed clean in this 100,000-year war!

In fact, 30,000 years ago, Li Qinglian had reached the limit, but at that time, Fengtianxiong Pass was far from being built!

The reason why it has been able to persist until now is all due to that indomitable will and the general trend of the wilderness, so that it will always hang a breath!

And when she learned that Feng Tianxiong Tian was completed, Li Qinglian couldn't hold her breath anymore!

He was so tired, so tired that he even wanted to lie in the void and not wake up, so tired that he felt that death was a relief, 100,000 years, what a long time.

Li Qinglian tried everything she could, but she finally kept the mortal dust and blocked the pace of the Great Red Lord.

But he felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to go back, and all the power in his body was poured out in the blow just now, and even his will would collapse with it......

He was no longer even able to condense the Heaven Slashing Blood Sword, and his body was even more in a mess, and the Chaos World had dried up.

This is definitely the most serious injury Li Qinglian has ever suffered, and it is almost irreversible! There will not be the slightest miracle that will befall him, because even if there is a miracle, it will be squeezed clean by Li Qinglian......

Today's Li Qinglian can be said to be in a dying state, maybe he can blow it to death in one breath, he has never been weak to such a state for a moment.

And the Great Red God is only seriously injured, although it is seriously injured, but it still has earth-shaking strength......

Li Qinglian no longer has the strength to stop the pace of the Great Red Lord, and now he only hopes that there is already an existence in the mortal world that can compete with the Great Red Lord.

"You've used this sword once, you used it last time you cut off my head, and since that time, you've never had a chance......"

"After 100,000 years of fierce fighting, have you finally given up? Without the great momentum of the flood hanging your breath, what else do you have to compete with me? That sword has exhausted all your ......"

Li Qinglian's eyes were half-open, and the Great Red God in his eyes was even blurred, he had long since felt the pain, warmth, and everything was far away from him.

This is a ten-death situation, and Li Qinglian stepped into it herself, when he entered the immortal battlefield on the day he entered it, he had already realized that there would be such a day after all......

The battle of fighting the sky was not a battle for Li Qinglian alone, but a battle for the entire mortal world, and fighting for the sky was not for himself, but for every living creature under the avenue.

If everything is gone, everything is coming to an end, then even if it is a victory, what is the point?

Li Qinglian has always known the meaning of this, so along the way, he has never thrown away the mortal dust, even if he is not understood, he has been scolded and slandered again and again......

He still has never left anyone behind, and now, Li Qinglian has no way back, but at least, he passed on his hope, he Li Qinglian is no longer the only hope, the flame of hope has developed and grown with his efforts, and one day it will turn into a raging fire and break the shackles of destiny.

Facing the Great Red God, Li Qinglian said hoarsely: "Indeed, I have nothing left, not even the strength to clench my fists......

His voice was as thin as a mosquito, and his breath was like a candle flame that had been extinguished in the wind, with only a little spark left......

"But I still have the right to struggle, I may die here today, but you will never kill me who gave up trying to survive......"

"Huh...... I didn't expect you to get what you wanted here, and I want to see your power at your peak......"

The Great Red God said coldly: "You don't want to see it, as an opponent, you are qualified, since I was born, no one in the mortal world has ever injured me like this......"

However, Li Qinglian laughed when she heard this.

"After all, your achievements are limited by your vision, but you don't know what you can see, understand, and never understand, and in this vast universe, it is just a drop in the bucket......

"What am I, Li Qinglian, counting? There are so many heroes in the world, there will eventually be someone who surpasses me, and you will eventually stop at the mortal ......"

"I am only the one who leads the way, but those who rise to the wind stand on my shoulders! This dispute that spans the ages will eventually end with the victory of mortal dust!"