Dou Po's Endless Devour

Xiao Ding watched calmly. He didn't want to kill Mahatian directly. He had other uses by keeping him alive.

The latter's face was filled with resentment: "If you dare to kill me, the Heavenly Supreme Being of the Maha Clan, you have offended my entire God Clan, and you will never recover."

"Are you still being stubborn?"

Xiao Ding slapped Mahatian in the air until he vomited blood, and his face became swollen. Then he slapped him with his backhand, and the two sides of his face were aligned.

Click!

The void was suddenly torn open by a huge palm, and a pair of lights shot out, mixed with a voice of suppressed anger: "Who dares to hit my son?"

"If you can't discipline yourself, I'll do it for you."

Xiao Ding glanced at him, his expression calm even though the other person was a Supreme Saint.

The latter used the life-saving means left on Mahatian to cross the void and receive part of his power from the distance.

Even if it is only a part, when activated by the life-saving things on Mahatian's body, it is still the power of the Supreme Saint.

The terrifying coercion descended from hundreds of millions of miles away, and the brilliant purple-gold light enveloped all directions. The world trembled, as if surrendering to this big hand.

The void froze under this power, as if the whole world was controlled by the other party.

The chaotic light on Xiao Ding's body lit up, and the solidifying power around him was instantly broken.

"Oh, immortal golden body?"

Seeing that the other party had cultivated eternal immortality, Xiao Ding's eyes lit up.

The Great Sun Immortal Body he cultivated in his avatar is only a part of this Dharmakaya. As a clan of gods who protect the Great Eternal Immortal Body, the Maha clan naturally knows the method of cultivating the Eternal Immortal Body.

It's a pity that these guys are too useless and have been guarding the eternal immortal body for so many years without getting it.

"Father, kill him!"

Seeing his father, Mahajue, take action, Mahatian roared excitedly, feeling full of strength again.

"Hmph, you have caused so many troubles in one day, even the Supreme Immortal Grade Heaven. Sooner or later, the Maha clan's family fortune will be ruined by you."

The owner of Zijin's big hand snorted coldly, and then pointed at Xiao Ding: "I've heard of you. You've been very active recently. Even the Buddha tribe has suffered from you, but you shouldn't mess with my Maha tribe, let alone kill my tribe.

Supreme"

He grabbed hold of the Eight Ancestor God-Destroying Formation, hoping to save Mahatian who was trapped in it.

Boom!

The big hand just took pictures normally, and the large void quickly collapsed. However, the moment it came into contact with the Eight Ancestor God-Destroying Formation, it was directly bounced away by the power of the formation.

"What!"

Maha never expected that the formation was so powerful, making him feel like he had encountered a holy formation.

This person is actually a Saint Grand Master level array mage?

Mahajue's eyes showed fear. A saint-grade formation master was no less threatening than a saint-grade Heavenly Supreme, or even more so.

The formation couldn't be broken, so the big hand paused for a moment, and directly grabbed the person in the main formation, intending to slap Xiao Ding to death.

"You want to kill me with just one hand. You are so naive. Even if you came over in person, it wouldn't be enough."

Xiao Ding laughed mockingly upon hearing this, stretched out a finger, and slashed hard at the big golden hand.

Awesome!

The terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, seeming to cut through the sky in an instant. A long and thin sword light of chaos slashed out. Black lines appeared in the void along the way, and it struck the purple gold hand in the blink of an eye.

Click!

The purple-gold hand paused for a moment, then broke with a click under the sword light, and the break was as smooth as a mirror.

"impossible!"

Mahajue exclaimed: "My immortal golden body is indestructible, how could you break it?"

"Just this golden body?"

Xiao Ding sneered: "Go back and practice for another hundred years, maybe you can still take my sword."

He flicked his fingers, fire flew out, and shattered the broken giant hand with a roar.

"I will kill your son for you, and then go back and have another one."

Xiao Ding said jokingly.

"you dare!"

Mahajue roared angrily: "If you dare to touch him, my entire Maha clan will be at odds with you!"

"So arrogant, I want to destroy you more and more domineering activations."

Xiao Ding's eyes were cold, and he grasped the crack in the void. The opponent was crushed by him using the power transmitted through the air by the secret weapon.

The entire void collapsed, all means were destroyed, and Mahajue's power could only retreat.

Mahatian was frightened when he saw that the help he invited was defeated so easily.

His father was the Supreme Saint-Pin Heaven. Even if he could only use one hand in the air, it was still the hand of the Saint-Pin Heaven Supreme. Shouldn't it be easy to suppress the Ling-Pin Heaven Supreme? Why was he destroyed so easily?

Now, his last source of support is gone.

Mahatian showed a look of despair.

"Are you ready to die?"

Xiao Ding raised his hand in the air, pretending to crush Mahatian.

The latter panicked and said: "Stop, I apologize to you, I am willing to pay any price to make up for my mistake!"

He didn't even remember that he had to choose to beg for mercy.

The wind and thunder that fell with the aura of destruction suddenly dissipated. Xiao Ding pointed at Ling Qingzhu beside him: "Then kneel down and apologize to her."

Mahatian looked humiliated: "I can't kneel, I apologize."

"I'll make you kneel down!"

Xiao Ding shouted low, the Eight Ancestor's God-Destroying Formation radiated with light, and a terrifying coercion descended, forcing Mahatian to be crushed to the ground.

"You can resist, but resisting means death."

Xiao Ding looked indifferent.

Click, click, click!

Mahatian's bones made an unbearable sound under the pressure. Seeing that Xiao Ding did not let him go at all, he could only vomit blood and said with great humiliation: "I'm sorry, Ling Qingzhu, I shouldn't be rude to you.

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He felt extremely humiliated and wanted to die.

But he had already knelt down, and it was not worthwhile to die at this time. He could only remember the humiliation in his heart, and the resentment in his heart became deeper and deeper.

Seeing Mahatian being suppressed like a dog and humbly apologizing to himself, Qing Yanjing felt a suffocation in her heart.

She smiled: "Thank you husband for teaching him a lesson and finding justice for Qingzhu."

"Should we show it with actions?" Xiao Ding smirked.

Ling Qingzhu blushed and kissed Xiao Ding on the cheek.

Seeing this, Mahatma vomited blood, felt ashamed and angry, and fainted.

The guy watching the show in secret was furious.

"Oh my god, this first genius of the ancient Protoss actually knelt down to apologize to someone. Who would believe it?"

"That's too fierce. Did he really just come up from the lower world?"

"I feel like the Ancient Gods are really going to be picked by him alone."

"I think too much. The ancient gods are protected by peerless holy weapons. No matter how powerful he is, he still can't deal with him."

"Yes, he didn't kill Mahatian directly, maybe he wanted to leave a chance, right?"

The powerful people in the Tianluo world discussed and praised Xiao Ding's strength, but they did not think that Xiao Ding could challenge the gods.

Because the foundation of the God Clan is too deep, even if the God Clan is quite corrupt now, as long as it relies on the protection of sacred weapons, even super forces cannot threaten it.

"let's go."

Xiao Ding didn't care about the people watching the show around him. He threw Mahatian into a separate space and sealed it, collected the relics of Mahatian's followers, and turned around to leave with Ling Qingzhu.