God Emperor

Yu Qianchen fell, and everyone was shocked.

This is the goddess from the Temple of Destiny five thousand years ago.

At that time, Yu Qianchen was regarded as the best and most powerful genius in the world. He led the hell world for a thousand years and was invincible in the same realm. She represented the Temple of Destiny and led the army of the Hell Realm. She swept through countless great worlds and killed countless powerful saints.

In the eyes of all the monks in heaven, she was once synonymous with invincibility, the most terrifying female devil, and the supreme power in hell.

As for the battle between the gods, if it is too far away from them, it will not affect them, but it will not have much influence.

Five thousand years ago, when she retired from the position of goddess, she was already a first-rate powerhouse in the divine realm.

Five thousand years of accumulation have brought her cultivation to the most peak level. Those other so-called "peaks of the supreme realm" or "demigods", in her hands, would fail if they could not last ten breaths.

In fact, with just her sixty-nine and a half levels of mental power, she is unrivaled in the world.

However, such a powerful man who could dominate the world, who once shocked the world, was killed by the Blood Spirit Immortal with one sword. It is conceivable that after this news spreads, the reputation of the Blood Spirit Immortal will rise to such a terrifying level.

"Sword Thirteen! I didn't expect that there are monks in the world who can cultivate Sword Thirteen to great perfection in the realm of the Great Sage. With this sword, the Blood Spirit Immortal can rule the world and be invincible." Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly.

Zhang Ruochen considers himself to be a prodigy in swordsmanship, but he is still studying Sword Eleven and has not yet reached great success.

Only the practitioners know how difficult it is to practice "Wordless Sword Manual".

The further back you go, the harder it becomes.

Success in cultivation is not achieved through hard work and time accumulation.

Xuan Lingfeng felt as if he had been suffocated just now. It took him a long time to recover and said: "What a terrible sword! Can the false god catch this sword?"

"Uncle, is this Blood Spirit Immortal invincible under the divine realm? I think Master Wu Ma couldn't catch the sword just now." Shang Yue said with a trembling voice.

Xuan Lingfeng shook his head and said: "Not necessarily! Wuma Jiuxing's sword power has reached its peak, and it can cut an instant with one sword. It can be said that it is invincible. If they have never fought against strong men of their level, how can they know who is stronger? "

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After Yu Qianchen's ghost body dissipated, Gong Nanfeng's shout of "Sword Thirteen" reached Xingluo's ears.

Xing Luo was not mediocre, he was the top being in the world. He saw that although Blood Spirit Immortal killed Yu Qianchen, he was also seriously injured, so he changed his body shape and struck out with a palm like a ghost.

When the palm is released, the rules of the holy way condense into the light and shadow of the pagoda.

The supreme high-level holy technique, the Great Buddha Palm Seal.

Blood Spirit Immortal's eyes were calm, as if he had expected it, he lightly pushed out a palm.

"Bang!"

Xingluo took seven steps back in a row.

Not only was Blood Spirit Immortal's palm extremely powerful, but the extremely throbbing thunder and lightning that surged out of the palm left three scorched black wounds on Xingluo's right arm, which were ferocious and terrifying.

The wound was deep enough to see the bone, blood was leaking out, and the pain was unbearable.

His entire right arm seemed to have lost consciousness and was unable to use its power.

The Blood Spirit Immortal was thrown several miles away, with blood flowing from his mouth.

The chest was penetrated by an extremely vicious blade, and the blood hole left behind was splattering with blood, and the wound could not heal.

The energy and energy in his body became even weaker.

The price he paid for the killing was too great. His mental strength and body were severely traumatized, so that he was at a disadvantage against Xingluo.

The Blood Spirit Fairy let out a long roar, and the blood that drained from his chest flew back and turned into silk threads as thin as a hair, wrapping around his body.

The wound on the chest healed slowly.

Xing Luo withdrew the extremely vicious blade, and his eyes were shocked: "How is it possible? The evil spirit and supreme power of the extremely vicious blade have penetrated into his body through the wound. How can the wound heal so easily?"

The Blood Spirit Fairy's whole body exuded silver light, and the butterfly wings on her back overflowed with blood. The world turned half silver and half blood red.

He was indeed seriously injured, but his momentum did not diminish. The stone sword in his hand sounded again, with a sharp sound, which represented the unyielding will in his heart.

Xingluo sighed: "I came here for Wu Ma Jiuxing, but I didn't expect to meet you first. This era, as predicted, is more exciting than any previous era. Monsters emerge in large numbers, but strong ones , then we will step on their corpses and enter the divine realm in the most glorious way.”

Xingluo grabbed the mask of ghosts and gods floating in the air and put it on his face. A starry sky spread out under his feet, and a giant shadow of ghosts and gods appeared behind him, and the power he erupted greatly increased.

Everyone could see that Blood Spirit Immortal was seriously injured, but Xingluo had received the help of the Ghost and God Mask, and his combat power had greatly increased.

One goes down and the other goes up.

If they continue to fight, the Blood Spirit Immortal will undoubtedly be defeated, and may even risk falling.

Blood Spirit Immortal, contrary to everyone's expectations, did not run away. Instead, he waved his stone sword and took the initiative to attack. The surging blood energy from his body turned into a raging river of blood, which collided with the sea of ​​stars at Xingluo's feet like the yellow spring in the universe.

On the other side, Granny Haitang attacks the three high priests of the Temple of Destiny, trying to seize the artifact Tianshu Needle.

Grandma Haitang launched a spiritual attack, which made the three high priests exhausted from fighting and had no other energy to activate the Supreme Sacred Artifact. In the spiritual duel, the three high priests were at a disadvantage. Every time Granny Haitang took a step forward, they took a step back.

Emperor Wuyue Ming, who was recovering from his injuries, stood up, holding the Tianming Halberd in his hand, and said: "The mental power of the three high priests is not weak, but the combined power of the three of them is difficult to resist. This colorful begonia has really strong mental power. Is it still below level seventy?”

Xianyuan Cha also stood up and looked at the old figure walking from the rain of colorful flowers in the sky as if facing a formidable enemy.

Gong Nanfeng looked serious, and the Tianshu Needle in his hand emitted circles of divine light microwaves, saying: "Help me."

Gong Nanfeng threw up the Tianshu Needle, slapped his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

After the Tianshu Needle absorbed his blood, it erupted with divine power like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. Rays of divine light and haze crashed through the clouds, rendering the sky thousands of miles away.

I Yue Minghuang, Xianyuansha, Que, and Prajna all mobilized their respective powers, turned into pillars of light, and rushed towards the Tianshu Needle.

The power of the Tianshu Needle increased even more, and the light it emitted made Zhang Ruochen's eyes sting from thousands of miles away. On the back of Xuanwu God's corpse, the other spiritual masters screamed in agony, blood flowed from their eyes, and they all became blind.

This is still thousands of miles away. If they were any closer, they might have been hit by the power of the artifact and their bodies would explode.

Shang Yue, Yun Huan, Iron Blood King and others were all shocked.

Although they are great saints with top cultivation levels, they have never seen a divine weapon. Who would have thought that the artifact could be so terrifying?

Just the light waves emitted by the artifact can severely damage holy monks thousands of miles away.

Xuan Lingfeng was excited and fanatical, shouting: "The time has come, it's time for us to go on the field and seize the artifact. All the great saints perform their duties. All the spiritual masters go all out to mobilize their spiritual power and activate the formation. "Dharma inscription pattern."

Wrapped in the concealment formation, the Xuanwu Divine Corpse walked toward the core of the battlefield.

The great sages under Bai Qinger's banner were both frightened and excited.

Seizing the artifact, what a great feat.

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The Tianshu Needle flew out, drawing a light path, destroying the space around the light path, and disrupting time. The sea of ​​flowers manifested by Grandma Haitang could not stop the Tianshu Needle at all, and was instantly wiped out.

There is no power that can withstand the divine weapon.

In the eyes of all the monks in the Temple of Destiny, Granny Haitang is certain to die.

"Sword Pavilion!"

Granny Begonia dispelled her physical body and returned to her original shape, turning into a colorful begonia blooming in the void.

The crabapple tree is thousands of miles high and has countless flowers. The colorful light emitted from the petals illuminates the earth and the starry sky.

Affected by the Tianshu Needle, the petals quickly withered, the branches and leaves deteriorated, and the entire crabapple tree seemed to wither...

An ancient tower flew out from the ruined branches and leaves.

The tower rotated rapidly, and wisps of smoke surrounded the tower. In the smoke, tens of thousands of ancient swords flew, making harsh sounds of breaking wind.

It is Jiange.

"Boom."

The sword pavilion and the Tianshu needle collided, and a powerful and unparalleled energy storm spread out. The mountains were destroyed and the earth was torn apart.

Gong Nanfeng looked at the sky, couldn't help but tighten his hands, and said: "Why can you block the strike of the artifact? That's it, that's it, I understand..."

Suddenly, a white light appeared in the sky, and the light became brighter and brighter.

It's a sword.

A sword that emits pure light.

"Everyone, be careful, it's the Great Light Sword." High Priest Fulu said.

The Great Sword of Light, like the Book of Light, is an artifact of the Temple of Light.

The big sword of light in front of me is just an imitation, but it is also of extremely high grade, reaching the level of a sacred weapon of the Seven-Yuan King.

"Pfft!"

The Great Light Sword split Xianyuan Cha's body into two halves.

The pure light power contained in the sword body is specially designed to restrain the monks in the hell world. The two halves of Xianyuansha's body could not be reunited, and the body at the wound turned into specks of light.

The three high priests of the Temple of Destiny were all furious. Although they had the intention to lure out the masters lurking in the hell world this time, two variables, Blood Spirit Fairy and Granny Begonia, appeared.

Heaven's side, taking action at this time, obviously wanted to take advantage of both of them and reap the benefits.

Of course, they didn't know that the Great Light Sword was jointly activated by dozens of great saints on the back of the Xuanwu God's corpse. These great sages are Bai Qing'er's subordinates.

Without the stimulation of Xianyuansha, the power of Tianshu Needle is greatly reduced.

In the void, the colorful crabapple tree regained its vitality and grew colorful and prosperous flowers. In the ancient tower of the Sword Pavilion, countless thousands of war swords flew out to form a sword array, trapping the Tianshu Needle and trying to force it into the tower.

The sword pavilion rotates, and space and time follow it, turning into a space-time vortex.

Countless space rules, time stamps, and sword rules wrap and entangle the Tianshu Needle, pulling it apart. That pulling force is far stronger than the purple gold gourd.

On the back of the Xuanwu God's corpse, a group of great saints controlled the Great Light Sword and harassed the three high priests.

Xuan Lingfeng stood in the center and completely released his mental power. Suddenly, countless formation inscriptions appeared on Xuanwu's back. In the formation, the sky and the earth became dark, and the strong wind hunted.

The spiritual masters who assisted Zhen Lingfeng in activating the "Xuanwu Sky-Swallowing Formation" were horrified to find that the formation under them was like a bottomless pit, which not only drained their spiritual power quickly, but even began to devour their holy Soul and blood.

"Master Earth Master, I can't hold on any longer, stop the formation quickly!"

"This formation... we can't activate it... ah... help... help..."

"I know, I know. When they decided to seize the artifact, we people were already certain to die. Now, it's just the essence that has turned into the formation... We are all just tools of the Goddess Twelve Branches... …”

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One after another, the spiritual masters were drained by the formation.

The spiritual power, holy soul, and blood were all sucked away and turned into mummies.

Xuan Lingfeng held the staff and laughed crazily. He was not only laughing at their ignorance and pity, but also laughing because he was about to seize the artifact.

Zhang Ruochen's pretense was also drained away, disguised as a shriveled corpse, and fell in the formation.

He could roughly guess that the capture of the Tianshu Needle by Blood Spirit Fairy and Granny Haitang must be related to rescuing the owner of the Death God Island. He really wanted to ruin Xuan Lingfeng's plan and let Granny Haitang use the sword pavilion to take away the Tianshu Needle.

However, reason told him that Xuan Lingfeng, who controlled the Xuanwu Sky-Swallowing Formation, was at his most powerful.

If he takes action at this moment, even if Burial Gold White Tiger helps him, it will be difficult to accomplish anything.

Seeing that Tianshu Needle has been involved in the time and space vortex of Jiange, it is about to be taken away.

"Wow——"

The space shook.

The huge body of Xuanwu Divine Corpse rushed out of the clouds, shattered the vortex of time and space with one claw, and swallowed the Tianshu Needle into his mouth.

"Be bold, dare to seize the artifact, and kill without mercy."

The High Priest of Angry Sky roared angrily, and the High Priest of Death rushed forward at the same time, each firing the Supreme Sacred Artifact.

The body of the Xuanwu Divine Corpse is blessed by the Xuanwu Sky-Swallowing Formation and has unrivaled combat power. A snake tail was thrown out from Xuanwu's back, knocking back the two high priests and the two supreme holy weapons.

The snake tail was part of the divine corpse, but it was shattered by the bombardment of the supreme holy weapon.

A large amount of divine blood spilled onto the ground.

Activating the Xuanwu Sky-Swallowing Formation consumed a huge amount of mental energy. He was a little unsteady and did not dare to fight. He quickly activated the space formation that had been arranged long ago.

"Wow!"

A flash of white light caused the space to vibrate violently.

The huge body of Xuanwu Divine Corpse disappeared into the sky.

The Tianshu Needle was taken away by a strong man from the heaven world!

This result was beyond all the monks' expectations.

All the parties that were fighting, whether they were the giants of the ten dark forces or the strongest in the Temple of Destiny, all stopped.

High Priest Fulu collected the Great Sword of Light, stared at the sky, lost his mind for a long time, and asked: "Have you figured out who took away the Tianshu Needle?"

All the monks shook their heads.

High Priest Fulu looked around and asked in surprise: "Where is Gong Nanfeng?"

Everyone shook their heads again, and no one paid attention to where Lord Sikong went. Maybe, in the chaos, he had been hit by the aftermath of the battle and his body was turned into powder.

The High Priest of Death was furious and roared: "Seal all the wormholes on Ice King and don't allow any monks to leave. Check! Find out for me which heavenly master or hand of the world has come to Ice King." "