God Emperor

The extremely vicious blade fell, the thousands of miles of earth sank, and the world became turbid, just like the chaotic scene when the heaven and earth first opened.

The silver lightning did not die immediately, but still shuttled between the sky and the earth, with great energy fluctuations.

All the monks present, including the Supreme Sage, were avoiding and did not dare to touch. It should be noted that the high priest and the two kings of the Ferocious Temple all died under the lightning of the Blood Spirit Immortal.

Emperor Wuyue Ming, who was knocked away by the stone sword, fell thousands of miles away. His figure was still upright, looking at the silver lightning intertwined in the dark and chaotic space, his face was solemn and he said: "Supernatural power, extremely shocking thunder and lightning."

On the back of Xuanwu God's corpse.

Xuan Lingfeng's expression changed and he said: "It's so powerful. I'm afraid Wuma Jiuxing may not be his opponent. This person is stronger than I expected."

"The Fierce High Priest just fell like this? The two kings were wiped out in ashes? The Supreme Saint is said to be peerless and eternal. He has no spirit and is almost immortal. He represents the strongest person in the world. Why is his vitality not that strong?" Shang Yue was stunned? Stay, slightly absent-minded.

Xuan Lingfeng said: "If the Supreme Sage wants to escape, or threatens to self-destruct the Holy Source, it is true that the spirit will not come out, and he will almost not die. However, the powerful ones such as Wu Ma Jiuxing and Blood Spirit Immortal are too Powerful, not much weaker than gods, they can no longer be called supreme saints."

False gods are also gods.

There are more than twenty supreme realm saints from the Tianming Division and the four major divine palaces. At this moment, they all regard the Blood Spirit Immortal as their unparalleled enemy.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

…

Bright gates of destiny, like more than twenty blazing suns, shine towards the Blood Spirit Fairy.

Countless rules of fate, like trillions of shackles, fall on the Blood Spirit Immortal.

The territory that originally became dilapidated, chaotic, and dark was reshaped under the light of fate.

The turbid ones sink, and the clear ones float.

The spiritual mountain rises and the holy lake ripples.

The world has turned into a vibrant fairyland, but it is actually a cage, suppressing the Blood Spirit Immortal inside.

Being illuminated by the gates of destiny of more than twenty supreme saints, even the top saints will lose their strength, lose all their cultivation, and eventually become a mortal.

Zhang Ruochen was worried. Although the Blood Spirit Immortal was strong, it was absolutely impossible for him to fight against more than twenty supreme realm saints at the same time.

Who can be called the weak?

In the Kunlun Realm, when the Blood God Sect was facing the crisis of extermination, the Blood Spirit Fairy woke up once and used the Holy Mind Body to help Zhang Ruochen out of the siege. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen has a good impression of him.

"snort!"

Dense golden words appeared on the stone sword of the "Wordless Sword Manual" in the Blood Spirit Immortal's hand.

Every word turned into a golden figure dancing a sword.

In an instant, a monstrous sword energy burst out, cutting off all the rules of fate that enveloped him.

The golden light turned into a path of light, breaking through the light of destiny and hitting a supreme saint.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the gate of destiny behind the supreme sage was shattered, blood flew out, the breath was extinguished, and only fragments of the holy armor fell from the sky.

"He actually broke through the light of destiny! Is the stone sword in his hand really just a sword manual?" Some monks were so shocked that their minds went blank. They only felt that the man holding the stone sword was the god of the world and was helpless. rival.

Under the realm of gods, who can fight with him?

"Let's take action together. We must destroy the majesty of the Temple of Destiny today."

"Fight and capture the Tianshu Needle."

"Haha, Canghai Minghuang belongs to me. The accounts from back then will be settled properly today."

…

The top ten powerful men of the dark forces each used their powerful weapons, cast talismans and holy spells, and struck at more than twenty gates of destiny suspended in the sky.

The rules of heaven and earth with a radius of tens of thousands of miles were once again thrown into chaos.

The space is shattered and the earth sinks.

The top ten dark forces don't care whose hands the Tianshu Needle ends up falling into, as long as it's not in the hands of the Temple of Destiny. Otherwise, they will still have trouble sleeping and eating in the future, and will be in fear every day.

Of course, it would be best if the Tianshu Needle could fall into their hands.

The Blood Spirit Immortal completely broke free from the rules of fate and walked towards Gong Nanfeng and the three high priests. The brilliance emanating from his body reflected the sky and the earth into silver.

That murderous aura and cruelty was enough to chill the Great Sage to his core.

The three high priests each summoned the palace's palace weapons and mobilized their power to activate them. Suddenly, the three supreme holy weapons burst out with supreme power, three gates of destiny rose up, and the three realms formed three images of the world.

Each of the three high priests is a powerful being in all directions. When they reach a world, they are worshiped by thousands of monks.

At this moment, the three of them joined forces, but in terms of momentum, they were a little weaker than the Blood Spirit Fairy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The Blood Spirit Immortal walked into the realm of the three high priests, and used his own rules to collide with the rules of the three, causing explosions one after another, like thunder and the roar of gods.

The three supreme holy weapons collided with the stone sword of the "Wordless Sword Manual", erupting with chaotic power that caused the mountains a hundred thousand miles away to shake and seem to collapse.

The stars in the sky are also shaking, as if they are about to fall.

The three supreme holy artifacts and the three realms were unable to stop the Blood Spirit Immortal, and the distance kept getting closer.

Prajna and Que planned to take Gong Nanfeng away immediately, but Gong Nanfeng insisted on staying, saying: "How can the monks of the Temple of Destiny be timid and flee?"

"The three high priests can't stop the Blood Spirit Immortal. Since he won't escape, then take out the artifact. Use the artifact to kill him." Que said coldly.

Gong Nanfeng shook his head and said, "Don't touch the artifact unless absolutely necessary."

"At this moment, it is the last resort." Que said.

Gong Nanfeng shook his head and pointed towards the sky.

On the horizon, the flames burned and emitted a dazzling light, like the sunset.

Emperor Wuyue Ming rushed out of the crimson sunset and shouted: "The Division of Destiny guards the Temple of Destiny. Anyone who dares to offend will be killed without mercy."

He held the destiny halberd and penetrated the silver realm of the Blood Spirit Immortal. The flames in his eyes were scorching, and he exploded with unparalleled destructive power.

Around the Destiny Halberd, the shadow of the Temple of Destiny appeared.

The power of the temple blessed him across space and time.

"Oops! It's quite difficult for the Blood Spirit Immortal to fight against the three high priests alone. The halberd of Emperor Yue Ming carries the energy of the temple of the Temple of Destiny, and its power is devastating. The Blood Spirit Immortal..."

Zhang Ruochen looked at Granny Haitang, wondering why she didn't take action at such a critical moment?

Could it be that there is a strong person hiding in the secret, trying to contain her?

Wuyue Minghuang is the most powerful person in the Temple of Destiny after Zhuo Yunong. He is the first of the top ten Minghuangs. His combat power is at the peak of the divine realm. He carries the Supreme Sacred Artifact and unleashes the power of the temple. If Wuma Jiuxing wants to catch this halberd without using his sword, he must go all out.

Of course, the three high priests also understood that the halberd of Emperor Yue Ming was a sure-kill move and could pose a certain degree of threat to the false gods.

Therefore, they launched a more powerful offensive so that the Blood Spirit Immortal could not be distracted.

"Boom."

The destiny halberd hit a hundred feet away from the Blood Spirit Immortal, and blood-red cocoon nets appeared in the void.

It is the defense of the immortal blood silkworm.

With a "bang" sound, Wuyue Minghuang penetrated the cocoon net with unparalleled strength.

The Halberd of Destiny pierced the Blood Spirit Immortal's vest, and his holy robe instantly shattered and turned into dust.

Emperor Yue Ming thought that he had succeeded and could kill the Blood Spirit Immortal with one blow.

Suddenly, he discovered that there were two patterns printed on Blood Spirit Fairy's back, like two butterfly wings.

The Heavenly Halberd hit it, and the Blood Spirit Immortal's body exploded and turned into thousands of blood-red flying butterflies. The flying butterflies quickly gathered together again in mid-air, condensing his figure.

At this moment, the Blood Spirit Fairy regained his appearance with the head of a human and the body of a snake, with a pair of blood-red butterfly wings on his back.

His face was slightly pale, and it was obvious that he had not completely resolved the blow that Emperor Yueming had just dealt, but his eyes became more and more sharp, and he held the stone sword in both hands.

The sword body chopped down like a mountain.

"Boom."

Emperor Wuyue Ming failed to catch the blow, and the skin on his body burst instantly and he was hit and sank into the ground. Only the skeleton and some flesh and blood were left on the body. It was ferocious and terrifying, and it had been severely traumatized.

"How could it be so strong..."

This thought just passed through the mind of Emperor Yue Ming.

The Blood Spirit Immortal's second sword had already struck down, and with a bang, Emperor Wuyue Ming's arms and backbone were broken, and his skeleton collapsed, turning into a pile of unrecognizable flesh and blood, losing his human form.

The Blood Spirit Immortal was about to strike the third sword, completely extinguishing the vitality of Emperor Wuyue Ming.

Suddenly, sensing something, he stopped with the stone sword in hand, looked up at the dark clouds, and raised his voice: "The Temple of Destiny is known as the best in the world and supreme. What? In order to deal with me, you actually want to make a sneak attack?"

If he had struck down that sword just now, the man hiding in the clouds would definitely take the opportunity to take action.

The threat from that person in the cloud is even greater than that of Emperor Yue Ming.

"What?"

"It seems to be hidden in the clouds? How is it possible? Why didn't I sense it?"

…

The great saints of the ten dark forces, including Xuan Lingfeng and others who were on the back of Xuanwu God's corpse, were all covered in cold sweat because they were unaware of it. How high does the opponent's cultivation level have to be to be able to hide it from their perception?

Xuan Lingfeng's mental power was strong. After carefully sensing it, his face changed and he said to himself, "How could it be him?"

"Wow——"

In the black clouds, a starry sky appeared.

The starry sky is very close to the earth, and huge planets are clearly visible, emitting a force as powerful as a real planet.

A man wearing a yellow robe stood in the center of the starry sky. His body was majestic and mighty, and his body was thousands of feet tall, as if a god had descended into the world. He raised his hand and made a move, and the extremely vicious blade that fell into the ground flew into his hand.

He stroked the extremely ferocious blade and said calmly: "The murderous high priest of the temple, you have committed an unforgivable felony."

High Priest Fulu was surprised and pleasantly surprised, and said: "How could it be him? He actually came to Ice King."

When the ten great sages of the dark forces saw the man standing in the center of the starry sky, they were all frightened and fearful. They even regretted coming to seize the Tianshu Needle today.

How could the Temple of Destiny not know that someone was coming to seize the Tianshu Needle?

If you deliberately fish, how can you not lay a dragnet?

But now it's too late to regret it. If they don't take away the Tianshu Needle, they will definitely bear the wrath of the Temple of Destiny. They won't be able to escape even if they want to, and they won't be able to hide even if they want to.

Under the Tianshu needle, everything is gone.

The Blood Spirit Immortal said: "Who is coming?"

"Temple of Destiny, Starfall." said the man with his feet on the starry sky.

Zhang Ruochen showed a look of surprise. No wonder the power was so powerful that all the great saints were shocked. It turned out that this person was actually the former son of the Destiny Temple, Xing Luo.

Every thousand years, the Temple of Destiny selects a divine son or goddess.

Some of them became gods through cultivation, and some retired to the background and disappeared from the world after thousands of years.

Xingluo is one of the Sons of God who has not yet broken through to the divine realm.

He has a divine body and can mobilize divine power, but he has not reached the divine realm because he is a corpse cultivator. A new spirit is born after the death of a god.

The failure to break through to the divine realm is not because he is not strong enough. After all, a person who can become the Son of God in the Temple of Destiny must be the top being of that era, and can also obtain cultivation resources that ordinary people cannot obtain.

Some monks do so because their state of mind is not perfect.

Some of them are because they want to accumulate deeper. In this way, after becoming a god, the number of divine planets will be greater.

Some of them do not want to become gods because their mortal world is not over yet.

…

The appearance of Xingluo made all the monks in the Temple of Destiny feel relieved.

Emperor Wuyue Ming, who was originally beaten into a pile of minced meat, stood up again and returned to his original shape. However, he was extremely weak. He was led over by the three high priests, and then he swallowed the next holy pill. , begin to heal.

The two swords struck by the Blood Spirit Fairy almost destroyed his foundation for becoming a god.

Prajna stared at Gong Nanfeng and said, "Did you invite the Son of God Xingluo?"

Gong Nanfeng looked apologetically and said with a smile: "Don't blame Her Majesty the Goddess. After all, whether it is to encircle and suppress the ten dark forces or to find the origin of the temple, it is of great importance and must not be missed."

Prajna said: "Who else is coming?"

Gong Nanfeng pointed to the colorful clouds in the distance.

At some point, in addition to the stooped Granny Haitang, a woman appeared on the colorful clouds. She is extremely mysterious, exuding dark brilliance, and no one can see her appearance clearly.

"Goddess, the rain is falling." Prajna said.

All sons and goddesses who retire after a thousand years will disappear from the world, and from then on they will devote themselves to cultivation and enlightenment. Before becoming gods, they will no longer interfere with any matters in the Temple of Destiny and the Hell Realm.

If the presence of the former Son of God and Goddess is too high, it will not be a good thing for the Temple of Destiny and will cause internal strife between the old and new. At the same time, it will also damage the prestige of the new goddess.

This is why Gong Nanfeng expressed his apology to Prajna!

Xingluo raised his voice: "Now, there is only one goddess in the Temple of Destiny, and all the monks have to obey her orders. There is no longer a son of God Xingluo in the world. I shouldn't have appeared here, but you, the top ten monks from the dark forces, took advantage of the opportunity. When the old and new are replaced in the Temple of Destiny, when the Jade Emperor Realm opens, it will undoubtedly be a capital crime to seize the artifact."

"Your Highness the Goddess, please give an order. Today, the Temple of Destiny will destroy all heretics present."

Yu Qianchen, who was standing opposite Granny Haitang, grabbed the ghost mask from the air and put it directly on his face. Suddenly, the power on his delicate body increased steadily, as if he was possessed by a god.

The fierce high priest could only activate the mask of ghosts and gods, but she dared to wear the mask directly on her face, making it a part of her combat power. The difference between the two was self-evident.

She was also waiting for Prajna's order.

"Then let's fight!" Prajna said.