Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

The sword mark spread forward lightly.

It touched the giant fist of order, and the wailing debris of the world on the fist seemed to be liberated. They turned into light spots and dissipated, and the entangled divine chains broke into pieces.

The terrifying power that was enough to crush the star field was silently "dissolved" and "accommodated" by Jianhen like a spring breeze and rain, and became part of its nourishment.

It passed over the Guixu black hole, and the black hole's all-consuming suction suddenly stopped.

The ultimate "nothingness" within it seemed to be injected with the definition of "existence" and began to fluctuate violently.

In the end, like a popped bubble, it quietly healed and returned to the calm void.

It faced the poisonous python of time and space, and the chaotic power of time that was wrapped around the python.

The moment it touched the sword mark, it seemed as if it was being sorted out and soothed by the laws of time at a higher level.

Become docile and orderly.

Eventually it turned into fragments of time and disappeared without a trace.

For the first time, the three remaining gods' cold and dead eyes showed fluctuations called "shock" and "disbelief" at the same time.

"impossible……"

"Transcendence... artistic conception..."

"Beyond the Dao..."

Their thoughts have just been transmitted.

That seemingly insignificant sword mark had, in an incomprehensible way, crossed all defenses and barriers, and was imprinted on the brows of the three remaining gods.

Time seemed to have completely frozen at this moment.

next moment,

Click...

Just like a fine glass product being gently tapped, fine cracks appear centered on the point where the sword landed.

In an instant, it was filled with the bodies of the three remaining gods, which were condensed from the remains of the Heavenly Dao and the laws of reincarnation.

They maintained their attacking posture, standing frozen in the collapsing reincarnation storm, the divine light in their eyes quickly dimming.

"Honghuang... is wrong..."

"The Way of Heaven... is also wrong..."

"Transcendence... is..."

The intermittent thoughts have not yet been fully conveyed.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The three sounds were not loud, but they seemed to be muffled sounds echoing from the depths of time and space.

The figures of the three remaining gods of heaven completely collapsed at the same time.

There were no spectacular explosions, no raging energy.

They are like ice and snow thrown into the scorching sun, dissipating silently and turning into light spots of the most original laws.

Like three nebulae that briefly shine brilliantly and then disappear.

Eventually, it completely merged into the ruins of the collapsed and chaotic reincarnation river, and no trace of it could be found.

One sword, transcendence, kill three gods!

Ning Feng stood with a sword in his hand, at the center of the vortex of destruction, the primordial light around him slowly receding.

Boom boom boom,

Ning Feng killed three gods with one sword and stood at the core of the collapsing reincarnation with the sword in hand.

The original light around his body flickered, and his aura became extremely weak.

This sword is "transcendent".

It almost drained all his strength and mind.

He was just about to regulate his breathing and return to the leader and others when something strange happened.

After the collapse of the three remaining gods of heaven, the ruins of the already extremely unstable River of Samsara completely lost their last support, triggering a chain reaction of collapse.

Countless broken tributaries of time,

Broken fragments of space, chaotic lines of law swirling wildly,

All of this has formed an unprecedented huge vortex of time and space that spans the past, present and future.

The suction force generated by this vortex is not directed at matter, but directly acts on the space-time coordinates of "existence".

Ning Feng was in a power vacuum period. Caught off guard, he felt that the laws of time and space around him were instantly disordered, and the light and shadow in front of him were wildly distorted and stretched.

In my ears, there is the cacophony of billions of eras roaring and then falling silent at the same time.

"not good."

He tried hard to steady himself and mobilize the little strength he had just recovered.

But the power of the space-time turbulence was too great, far beyond what he could resist at the moment.

"Feng'er!"

In the distance, Ning Zhan and his companions, who had just barely blasted open the barrier of time and space exile,

Just then, I saw Ning Feng's figure being swallowed by the huge vortex of time and space.

He disappeared in an instant, leaving only his last look of slight surprise and determination.

"Ning Feng, come back to me."

The Great Demon roared, and his claws tore at the void, but he could only grab a handful of chaotic space-time dust.