2190: C2190 More than 9900 Billion Damage!

C2190 More than 9900 Billion Damage!

2190-900 billion damage!

Madness, unprecedented madness.

Madness without a care for his own life.

If his brother died, what was the point of his life?

If a woman died, what was the point of her life?

If his family died, what was the point of his life?

If the ancient inheritance's power, the Dragon Coffin's cultivation world, made him a lone star, destined him to be lonely forever, and if no one by his side had a good ending, he might as well die!

From the Sky Martial Continent until now.

Whether it was his brothers or family, or the girl he liked, none of them had a good ending.

All of them died because of him.

And now...

The Soul Blood that the eight great vajras transferred to his body had backfired. If the fate of the eight of them was to protect him and die, Loong Fei wouldn't want to live alone.

Therefore, he had gone mad.

This time, his madness wasn't as violent as before. Loong Fei was incomparably calm.

If ten drops of Soul Blood couldn't kill you, then 100 drops, 1,000 drops, 10,000 drops of Soul Blood, all the energy that could be converted into Soul Blood in his body would be unleashed.

As for the consequences?

Wasn't it just death?

If he died, could he die in any other way?

In any case, from the moment he slapped the Seven Luminaries Blood Prison, when the Seven Shining Blood Moon tribulation failed, he knew that he wouldn't be able to live.

If he didn't do it, then the two of them wouldn't stop.

If he wanted to play, then he would play a bigger game!

The Soul Blood marks on his body were densely packed. Loong Fei's phantom body was like a tattoo on his body. Every Soul Blood mark shone with a piercing light.

Power!

He couldn't believe that his phantom image couldn't withstand the power.

The strength Aura crushed the hundred thousand planes until they couldn't move. The outer realms beyond the hundred thousand planes, and even the countless planes in the Primordial World, were trembling.

Moreover,

the Heaven Race that controlled the Primordial World was also trembling.

The Heavenly Palace.

It was shaking violently.

"What a powerful force!"

"What happened in the lower realm?"

Profound Emperor opened his eyes, which had been closed for hundreds of years.

The shaking of the Heavenly Palace also stabilized in an instant.

An old man in white kneeled on the ground and said, "It's still unknown, but disciple has sent someone to investigate."

Profound Emperor's eyes once again slightly closed as he said, "A Soul Blood with an ancient inheritance has been released. However, this Soul Blood should self-destruct when it is released."

"There is no need to investigate!"

"In any case, once we die, this inheritance should disappear as well."

After saying that.

Profound Emperor closed his eyes again.

Then, the old man in white said, "Disciple obeys."

Everyone felt strange.

What kind of power could cause countless planes to tremble, even the planes in Primordial World to be affected?

Others might not know.

But the celestials who controlled the power of the ancient inheritance were very clear.

The power of the Soul Blood.

Moreover, it was the power of over a thousand or over ten thousand Soul Blood unleashed. There could only be one outcome - death!

No one could withstand the backlash of this Soul Blood.

No one!

At this moment...

An old man in linen clothes walked up and counted with his fingers. He said, "There are disciples of our Heaven Clan Bloodline in that place."

The eyes of the old man in white moved, and he said, "Since they are disciples of the Heaven Clan Bloodline, then they can't die even if the power of the powerful Soul Blood erupts."

The old man in linen clothes said, "I understand."

He turned around and disappeared.

"Boom!"

A loud explosive sound was heard from Loong Fei's body.

In an instant.

The young man was crushed to his knees by the sound of the explosion.

He knelt on the ground, unable to move at all.

But!

There were still no damage figures floating above his head. It was the same as before, unable to cause the HP to reduce the damage.

The HP did not change.

He would not die.

No matter how strong the suppression was, it was still the same.

This was a severe injury!

It was also a hard hit from the system.

The young man's head was pressed down so hard that he couldn't lift it up. His throat was hoarse as he said fiercely, "Loong Fei, you can't kill me at all. No matter how strong the Soul Blood is, it can't kill me. Do you understand?"

"We, the celestials, are high and mighty. In this lower world, I am an undying existence."

Loong Fei's huge body moved and crashed down from the sky.

His body was burning with red flames.

The sky darkened.

The land of Battle For Hegemony underneath his body started to crack. Large pieces of land started to crack. It was as if the end of the world had arrived.

"You can't kill me?"

"I don't believe that I can't kill you!"

Loong Fei bellowed.

There was no such thing as absolute immortality in this world.

Were the Sovereigns of a hundred thousand planes really that powerful?

Paragons.

He was afraid of death as well.

So what if he was a celestial?

Not to mention the disciples who possessed the Heaven Clan Bloodline, even the strongest of the celestials, Profound Emperor, would also die.

No one would not die!

If Loong Fei did not believe in the so-called immortality, he believed in strength. The so-called immortality was just that his strength was not strong enough. It was like a defense. If your strength could not break through the defense, then you would not die.

The strength of ten drops of Soul Blood wasn't enough.

What about the strength of ten thousand drops of Soul Blood?

Looking at the incomparably intense flame crushing down, the young man's throat felt dry, his heart trembled, and his body continuously trembled. He was not confident anymore.

The Heaven Clan Bloodline was a supreme existence.

It was an existence that would never die in this lower realm.

But!

The power unleashed by Loong Fei was too terrifying.

The young man shouted in a deep voice, "Ah!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

A violent explosion erupted in all directions.

In the void, many planets of death did not have the protection of any laws, directly collapsing and turning into ashes.

The hundred thousand planes were also rapidly collapsing.

And this punch.

Loong Fei directly smashed into the ancient inheritance mark on the young man's forehead.

This power!

The force of the strike was unparalleled!

The young man's body was directly smashed into the earth's core of Battle For Hegemony. The ancient mark of a ferocious beast on his forehead let out a miserable cry as the mark shattered.

The young man also let out a blood-curdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

At the same time!

A number floated above his head.

A bright red number.

"-999999"

'-999 billion damage!'

The blood bar on the young man's head instantly disappeared, leaving only a single drop of blood.

One trillion HP!

It was terrifying beyond imagination.

He had never encountered unknown BOSS with so much HP before.

This was the so-called Heaven Race BOSS?

No, that's not right!

He was only a disciple who possessed a Heaven Clan Bloodline. An ordinary disciple who couldn't be compared to an ordinary disciple, yet he possessed a trillion HPS.

It was too terrifying.

What was the number of HPS that the strongest expert of the Heaven Clan possessed?

At this moment.

Loong Fei did not think too much about it. He looked at the last drop of blood on the young man and said with a furious voice, "You can't kill him? Damn it, can't you kill him now?"

His fury was burning crazily.

The young man's body turned black, his knees were broken, his mind, the Sea of Consciousness, the ancient inheritance. Even the Heaven Clan Bloodline that he thought he was arrogant, high and mighty, was shattered by Loong Fei's punch.

Now, the young man's mind, the ___, the ancient inheritance, and even the ___ that he was proud of, were all shattered by ___'s punch.0

Now, he was only a tiny bit away from death!

Trembling!

Cold!

He kept trembling.

The young man looked at Loong Fei and said, "Don't, don't, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

He was afraid.

At this moment, the scythe of the Death God was placed on his neck.

"Die!"

Loong Fei did not waste any time and threw a punch, "Explode for me!"

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