I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

"How is that possible? He's only at the eighth level of the Lord, and his strength is not as good as ours. How could he possibly harm the Lord? Even if the four of us join forces, it's impossible!"

"Could it be... could it be that Heavenly Grade Bloodline is really so terrifying?"

At this moment, the power of the Heavenly Grade Bloodline once again deepened its impression in everyone's hearts.

The eighth level of domination, followed by the ninth level of domination, and after the ninth level of domination comes the peak of domination.

And this peak ruler is the Lord of Eternal Night.

Although the Nine-fold Lords are rare in the entire Origin of Heaven, there are still quite a few. The patriarchs of the four imperial clans, the supreme elders of the Kingdom of God, and the divine servants at the Pure Land Altar are all at the realm of the Nine-fold Lord.

But there are only three masters of the kingdom of God who are the peak masters.

It is conceivable that being able to injure a peak master means that even a ninth-level master, even the supreme elders of the Eternal Night Divine Kingdom, will inevitably be on the verge of death under this sword.

Some may even be killed directly.

Fortunately... their opponent is not this Eightfold Lord.

However, the Nangong Imperial Clan and the other three Imperial Clan leaders were full of anticipation.

It was as if I saw the scene where the imperial family would go hand in hand with the kingdom of God in the future.

"You are worthy of having a heavenly bloodline... but unfortunately... you only have half of it!" The King of Eternal Night smiled contemptuously, exerted a little force with his palm, and lifted it up.

The sword energy was pushed directly into the air.

No matter how hard Nangong Longjian tried, he could not stop the upward dragon sword.

But the Lord of Eternal Night did not continue the attack.

He raised his eyes and looked at Nangong Longjian: "Let me see if you chop me with your sword... I promise I won't dodge!"

Nangong Longjian's eyes froze, his eyes slightly closed, and a golden breath came out of his mouth.

Then he raised the dragon sword high again.

The sword energy that soared into the sky condensed again, becoming even more powerful.

When the sword energy was halfway down, the King of Eternal Night pointed to the sky with one hand.

"Eternal Night Realm!"

The next moment, everything around became pitch black, and only the golden sword energy was resisting the terrifying power of the domain.

This finger not only unleashes the realm of eternal night, but also a magical power. It is a finger with a black aura, like a sharp sword.

Collided with the golden sword energy in the air.

At this moment, the whole world seemed quiet.

There was only a crackling sound, like glass breaking, and the sound gradually became more frequent.

The speed at which the golden sword energy collapsed gradually increased.

"I told you... I'm going to get the Heavenly Bloodline!"

The King of Eternal Night felt his feet tremble and soared into the sky.

Go straight to Nangong Longjian.

At this time, Nangong Longjian was in the air, and the blood armor on his body was translucent.

After exerting the power of his heavenly bloodline twice and exerting the strength to challenge the peak master, he was already overdrawn.

"Father..." Nangong Ya rushed out in an instant. Xu Qian'an wanted to stop her, but was pushed away by her.

That graceful figure quickly moved towards the King of Eternal Night.

The earthworm shakes the tree.

Moths fly into the flame.

This is what everyone really thinks.

It would be a fantasy to say that the Eightfold Lord could harm the Supreme Lord, the Lord of the Eternal Night.

So, if he wanted to rescue people from the Lord of Eternal Night, it would be impossible even if he wanted to tear the sky apart.

Even the King of Eternal Night stood there motionless, unable to move even if she hit him.

"Oh... Since you are so eager to die, how could our king not agree!" The King of Eternal Night turned around and struck out with a palm, and the huge palm print grabbed Nangong Ya.

At this time, Xu Qian'an had already come behind Nangong Ya.

And faster than her, pulling it back.

Xu Qian'an knew that he could not stop Nangong Ya from saving his father, but he would never allow himself to watch Nangong Ya die.

He wants to replace Nangong Ya... regardless of life or death.

"You little bastard, your father is here, so why would you take a turn?"

At this time, a voice sounded.

An old figure suddenly appeared, and the extremely pure sword energy shattered the palm print.

"This is...the Master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion!"