I'm really just a juggler.

Chapter 868: Furious

"No!"

A roar.

The Saint of Strength was enveloped in light.

Murderous intent raged within, and screams echoed in the deep space.

Deep space was drastically damaged and filled with chaos.

Those with weaker realms may be torn to pieces the moment they set foot here.

It will take tens of millions of years for these dangers to gradually disappear.

It doesn't mean that the danger has disappeared, on the contrary it has become more dangerous.

Because of the danger, it can no longer be detected with the naked eye.

The minimum standard for entering deep space is to step into the three realms of life.

Bu Chen dared to practice in deep space because he was very confident in his own warnings.

Therefore, he did not experience any major danger while practicing in deep space.

When the dust settled, everyone's attention was focused on the center of the murderous rage.

There, a few drops of holy blood emitting holy power were floating.

There was no sign of the Saint of Strength.

"You're just a half-saint ant, but you've caused me so much trouble. Hahaha! This must be your elder brother."

A voice sounded and Bu Chen's face changed.

Looking back, I saw Lu Ziye being held in the hands of the Saint of Strength.

And still keep exerting force.

This caused Lu Ziye to bleed continuously from his mouth.

Anger surged in Bu Chen's chest.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Put my elder brother down! Isn't this damaging to the prestige of the Holy Land?"

The Saint of Strength had a ferocious smile on his face.

"Reputation? Haha! What is reputation? Can it be eaten? Or can it keep me alive?"

As he spoke, he looked at Bu Chen fiercely.

"You're weird. I admit, I'm terrified. A weird person like you shouldn't even exist in this world."

As he spoke, he became emotional.

Lu Ziye's face looked grim as he kept exerting force with his hands.

So far, more than just blood has been coming out of the mouth.

His whole body was soaked.

"Big brother!"

Bu Chen's face changed and he took a step forward.

The Saint of Strength saw Bu Chen's movements and suddenly exerted force in his hands.

"what!"

A scream seemed to have exhausted Lu Ziye's last bit of strength.

No matter how hard the Saint of Strength tried, he just kept his head down.

Qi is like a gossamer.

Bu Chen was filled with rage, murderous intent and blood.

"If you let my eldest brother go, and anything happens to him, I will settle all the old and new grudges with your Lord Heaven Empire."

The Saint of Strength chuckled and said, "Let him go. Are you kidding me?"

As he spoke, he looked at Bu Chen, and a greedy light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"New hatred and old grudges, as expected, I was wondering why it felt so familiar, it turns out you are practicing the art of creating heaven and earth."

There was a vicious look in Bu Chen's eyes, and the anger in his heart was almost out of control.

Because from the moment they appeared.

He felt that these three brothers were practicing the art of creation of heaven and earth.

It’s just that it’s not the complete length, and you can only grasp a small part of its power.

This anger was brewing in my heart.

Until he said this.

The whole person rushed out directly: "Asshole, you actually dare to say this, you deserve to die."

As he spoke, various elements gathered in his hands.

All the murderous aura left behind by the shadow of the God of Death was absorbed.

Thunder is coming!

"The Divine Thunder of Annihilation!"

He roared angrily, and a divine thunder with some red color appeared in the darkness.

When the Saint of Strength saw this divine thunder, a feeling of death suddenly emerged in his heart.

"asshole!"

He grabbed Lu Ziye and escaped to the side.

However, this divine thunder followed him closely like a shadow.

The Saint of Strength was furious: "Di Chen, your elder brother is still in my hands."

Lu Ziye suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "Little brother, it is my elder brother who is dragging you down."

After he finished speaking, a look of deathly determination appeared in his eyes.

Looking at the Saint of Strength: "You want to use me to threaten me, but you've missed the target."

The Saint of Strength's eyes suddenly widened with a hint of disbelief.

Bu Chen felt something was wrong: "Brother, don't!"

Lu Ziye took a last look at Bu Chen and said, "Little brother, Patriarch, it is really a great honor to be able to be brothers with you, ahem..."

Boom~! ! !

A loud bang exploded from the side of the Saint of Power.

At the last moment, Lu Ziye mobilized all his strength.

Self-destructed!

Although his origin is exhausted, he is a genuine great celestial being.

Such an attack directly blew off one of the Saint of Strength's arms.

"Asshole! You're so determined to die! That's totally unreasonable."

He didn't understand why anyone would want to die.

Bu Chen felt nothing about all this.

The last three words left by Lu Ziye echoed in my mind.

"……Very good!"

What a great experience.

What a wonderful thing.

What's good about it? It's not good at all.

Younger brother, head of the family.

From his last tone, Bu Chen could feel the pursuit in his heart.

In his heart, what he has always pursued is just a wild and pastoral life.

But he never said it.

How could he and Luo Yan deserve such a person?

Give up your own pursuits and follow them.

What virtue and ability does he have?

How can one be so virtuous?

"Ah~!"

"Ah~!"

"Ah~!"

Angry roars came from his mouth.

"It's not good at all. It's not good at all."

I don't know why he couldn't cry.

The anger in my heart was constantly suppressed in my chest.

It was almost driving him crazy.

His face was distorted, and a covered head was vaguely visible.

His disguise became unstable in his anger.

His eyes were red as he looked suddenly at the Saint of Power who was moving away.

"What the hell are you running for? You're not allowed to run!"

The art of creating heaven and earth in his body is changing madly.

The unknown power in his mind is merging with the art of creation of heaven and earth.

Thunder and Fire, Hurricane Sword, Ice Hammer, and so on.

Everything imaginable appears in deep space.

There is a strong aura of extinction on it.

"Die for me, you can't live, you must die, you die!"

The Saint of Strength sensed movement behind him and immediately turned around.

He shouted angrily: "I want to give you a way to live, since you are looking for death, don't blame anyone."

As he spoke, he saw the black flames approaching in front of him and slapped out with his palm.

However, this black flame is like a leech attached to the bone.

Wrapped around his body.

For a saint like him, the damage caused by this can be ignored.

It was completely different from the previous phantom attack.

But what horrified him was that this flame could not be extinguished.

No matter what method he uses.

Also, these flames are made from the holy power in his body.

Constantly eroding the holy power in his body.

Unless there is no holy power left in the body, it will never be extinguished.

But how is this possible? Unless one dies, the holy power will always exist in the body.

Take a look at the various attacks in front of you.

The Saint of Strength was shocked. Could it be that these were all attacks of this kind?

A large number of ants can kill an elephant.

How should he deal with so many attacks?

At the moment he was overwhelmed by the attack, he looked at Bu Chen.

He was filled with greed for the art of creation of heaven and earth.

He had previously controlled Lu Ziye because he wanted to obtain the art of creation of heaven and earth.

But things were not as he thought.

Thinking of Lu Ziye’s self-explosion.

"Damn, stupid idiot!"