God Emperor

Bai Qing'er completely absorbed the big world that appeared after the fall of Tianxusha into the Holy Will of the First Opening of Chaos, and became a continent in chaos, and the aura of his body increased greatly.

She was slightly disappointed: "It turns out to be just a corner of the big world. No wonder Tianxusha can carry it with his body. Huh? That's it?"

Her beautiful eyes see through chaos.

She saw that all ten hanging gates of destiny receded, leaving only a ball of dazzling flames flying toward her at an unparalleled speed, giving her an unprecedented sense of danger.

In the flames, Emperor Wuyueming's body burned into red gold, his hair turned into sparks and flew away, his skin shattered into gold flakes, and the holy source in the sea of ​​qi released waves of destruction that shook the entire starry sky.

This is the last brilliance of his life!

He had to choose to die together with Bai Qing'er, because Bai Qing'er was far more powerful than they expected. If no one made a sacrifice, they would all die here.

And, it has to be him.

Even if other supreme saints wanted to die together and explode their holy source, Bai Qing'er would not give them a chance.

As for Xingluo, he was the former divine son of the Temple of Destiny, and the only pillar under the divine realm of the Temple of Destiny. With the emergence of Wu Ma Jiu Xing, Blood Spirit Immortal, and "Given Heart" one after another, Xing Luo must not die. Only he can support the final dignity of the Temple of Destiny.

At this moment, Wu Yueming Emperor's speed is not weak compared to that of gods, so Bai Qing'er naturally cannot avoid it.

Flying within a thousand miles of Bai Qing'er, Emperor Wuyue was determined and said with a cheerful smile: "If the Son of God Yuqiu had not died, why would the Temple of Destiny be so aggrieved? That's all. Today, I will take your life and you will be burned together. "

"You have some integrity, but unfortunately, even if you die today, you can't stop me. No one can escape."

Bai Qing'er did not run away, but turned into a white light and rushed towards Emperor Wu Yueming.

Sixty-five bronze chimes surround her delicate body, and the chaotic energy turns into a cocoon of light, like a prototype universe.

There were still six hundred miles away, so Bai Qing'er struck out with a palm.

Emperor Yue Ming also struck out with a palm. The power of the palm print was not weaker than that of Bai Qing'er, and was even slightly stronger.

"boom!"

The two palms struck each other, forming bright and dazzling light waves.

Xingluo held the destiny halberd in one hand and the extremely vicious blade in the other. He looked back, with complex expressions in his eyes, including grief, humiliation, cruelty, and admiration...

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a wave of light that was ten times more terrifying than the previous two palms clashed erupted with such power that wherever it spread, the space collapsed as if it were made of paper.

Ten supreme sages stood in the sky, all solemn and solemn.

Before coming, no one thought that the enemy was so terrifying that they could force Emperor Wu Yueming to blow up the Holy Source.

After a long silence, a supreme sage with four eyes said: "The breath of Ji Fanxin has disappeared! He should have died together with Wu Yue."

"Wu Yue is the strongest Emperor of the Tianming Division, the most advanced being in the realm of gods. His self-destruction of the Holy Source is enough to threaten the life of the false god. Even if Ji Fanxin is a Yuanhui-level genius, at such a close distance, It must have been wiped out.”

The supreme sage "Cang Sheng" with a dark moon light wheel behind him said: "Actually, I don't have to choose to self-destruct the holy source. If we all use secret techniques and burn longevity to fight, we may not have no hope of winning."

Several supreme sages nodded, and they also felt that Emperor Yue Ming should not make a decision in such a hurry.

After all, with Emperor Wu Yueming's talent and cultivation, there is a high probability that he will break through and become a god.

He blew himself up, and the Temple of Destiny was like losing half a true god.

Xingluo is not as optimistic as them. He knows one thing very well. Even if there is only a 10% chance of escape, Wu Yueming Emperor will never choose to self-destruct the Holy Source.

If he hadn't seen Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng in the Seven Star Emperor Palace and realized that the Tianshu Needle might have fallen into the hands of Ji Fanxin, he would definitely not have stayed here, but would have brought the Ten Supreme Realms with him. The great sage immediately fled.

Xingluo gave an order to the ten supreme sages, "You go first, I'll go investigate."

"Your Highness, Son of God, you don't need to be so cautious, right? Such terrifying destructive energy can't kill her?" Cang Sheng said.

He knew that the reason why Xingluo asked them to leave first was simply because he was worried that Ji Fanxin was not dead.

"The Tianshu Needle must be in the hands of Givenchy Heart. It probably fell into the void space with the death of Givenchy Heart. We must rush over immediately to find it."

"Yes, once it is lost in the void space, it will be difficult to retrieve it."

…

Xingluo looked at the space that was shattered by Wuyue Minghuang's self-destruction, and hesitated slightly.

It is indeed too difficult for him alone to find the Tianshu Needle in the void space. If there are ten other supreme saints to help, the probability of recovering the artifact will be greatly increased.

But he was worried that Ji Fanxin was not dead, and was hiding in the void, waiting for them to take the bait.

Cang Sheng saw Xing Luo's worry and said: "If His Highness the Son of God has any concerns, he will stay here with everyone. I will go to the void space to investigate. If it is confirmed that Ji Fanxin is dead, we can go in together." Not too late. If Ji Fan’s heart is not dead, then I will blow up the Holy Source to see if she can continue to bear it.”

Everyone agreed and thought this was the best way.

Suddenly, Xingluo tensed up and looked up.

Above their heads, a space crack dozens of feet long opened. "Given's Heart" in white clothes flew out from it. Sixty-five bronze chimes around them slowly rotated, automatically playing high-pitched and ear-splitting music. War song.

The ten supreme sages were all horrified.

She said: "There is no need to go to so much trouble. There is no need for conspiracy to kill you."

Bai Qing'er spread his arms and activated all the bronze chimes to fly out, forming a circle with three hundred miles as the boundary.

There were originally sixty-five chimes, but there were 4,225 bell-shaped lights and shadows. As all the chimes rotate and move, the number of bell-shaped lights and shadows becomes more and more, turning into 17.85 million.

Including Xingluo, all the monks in the Temple of Destiny were wrapped in bell-shaped light and shadow.

The sound of bells came one after another, reaching their ears, rushing into their minds, and shaking their holy souls.

Even if he is a supreme sage, his holy soul has been tempered countless times and is unparalleled. However, under the attack of the bell, he still has a splitting headache and it is difficult to gather the soul power, let alone activate the power.

"It turns out that she is also a formation master."

Under the mask of ghosts and gods, Xingluo had a wry smile on his face.

Wuyue Minghuang obviously gave them a chance to escape by self-destructing the Holy Source. However, because of his luck, he did not choose to escape with ten supreme realm saints at the first time. He really deserved his current fate.

How can there be so many lucky things in the world?

Sixty-five bronze chimes are engraved with formation inscriptions.

Bai Qing'er used sixty-nine and a half levels of mental strength and mobilized the endless power of heaven and earth to activate it.

"This ancient formation is called the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Vortex Formation. If I use it to kill you, Xing Luo, are you convinced?" Bai Qing'er looked proudly, looking down at Xing Luo, who was wearing a mask in the center of the formation, but her tone was extremely calm.

"war!"

Xing Luo gritted his teeth, and the brilliance of stars burst out from his body, directly activating the secret technique and burning his longevity.

Only by doing this can it be possible to break through the formation.

"It's useless! If you weren't in the formation, you might still be able to fight. As for now, you have only one way to break through and become a god. Otherwise, you will definitely die."

A sea of ​​flowers appeared under Bai Qing'er's feet. His tone sounded like he was sure of victory, but also seemed to be deliberately trying to undermine Xing Luo's confidence.

Xing Luo's state of mind was not affected, and he swung an extremely vicious blade to attack.

Break through the realm and become a god?

This is Bai Qing'er's psychological tactic!

To become a god, you need a quiet, stable environment without any interruption. Even under such circumstances, the probability of Xingluo successfully breaking through and becoming a god is not more than 50%.

In this environment, if you choose to break through, you will definitely fail and die.

It's better to fight to the death, maybe there is still a chance.

A bronze chime flew out of the formation and collided with the extremely vicious blade.

"Dang!"

Powerful sound waves echoed in the formation.

The ten supreme saints were shocked to the point where their internal organs were shattered and they vomited blood in their mouths.

Caught in the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Vortex Formation, the Supreme Sage turned into a mortal and had no power to fight back. At this moment, they all regretted it. If they had known, they would have escaped as quickly as possible when Emperor Wuyue Ming stopped Ji Fanxin.

The only strange thing is that they have never seen a supreme Yuanhui-level genius and do not understand the power of the enemy.

It's too late to regret.

…

The Seven-Star Imperial Palace flew not far away.

Fei Zhong stood on the stairs and looked at the battlefield. He was stunned.

When Wuyue Minghuang self-destructed the Holy Source, he immediately fled into the Seven-Star Imperial Palace and relied on the defensive array of the Imperial Palace to withstand the aftermath of the destruction. He thought that Bai Qing'er had been killed, but he was still thinking about whether to attack Zhang Ruochen immediately.

Who would have thought that the situation would be like this?

"It's too strong. He must be invincible under the divine realm. Once he breaks through and becomes a god, he will also be a strong person in the divine realm." Fei Zhong was shocked to the extreme, and he had a new understanding of the strongest power under the divine realm. understanding.

Gong Nanfeng's eyes were blank, like a puppet, and he said: "It's over, it's completely over, the Temple of Destiny will suffer an unprecedented heavy blow. This era is too evil, it can't be calculated, it can't be calculated at all."

Zhang Ruochen stood straight, walked out of the palace gate, and carefully observed the formation composed of sixty-five bronze bells, with a look of deep thought in his eyes.

Previously, he had actually been paying attention to the battlefield and felt very emotional.

In particular, Emperor Wuyue Ming's decisive self-destruction of the Holy Source had a great impact on his heart.

How could other monks choose to self-destruct if they were not forced to die?

"Is this their belief in fate that allows them to put life and death aside?" Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and sighed.

The reason why Bai Qing'er was able to survive Wu Yue Ming Huang's self-destruction was not because she had really reached the point where she could ignore Wu Yue Ming Huang, but because the space was torn apart when she struck the first palm. , hid in the void space, and what was left in the outside world was just a fake body.

Of course, even if she hides in the void space, she still cannot avoid being killed.

She relied on the world where Chaos first opened its holy will to block the destructive energy. The world belonging to Tianxusha has been destroyed by Wuyue Minghuang's self-destruction and turned into continental plates floating in the void space.

In order to resist Wu Yueminghuang's self-destruction, Bai Qing'er used at least five defensive methods, which allowed Zhang Ruochen to see clearly many of her trump cards.

…

In the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Vortex Formation, three supreme saints have been killed.

Their supreme body was shattered, all the rules of the holy way were refined by the formation, and even the holy soul was dispersed by the sound waves, leaving only the holy source suspended in the void, still indestructible.

The remaining seven supreme saints gradually adapted to the environment in the formation and secretly activated the power in their bodies.

The seven people stood in seven mysterious directions and formed a combined attack formation. More than ten trillion rules of the holy way flowed around them, turning into a regular Styx and hitting the southeast corner of the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Formation.

They calculated that that was the weakest point of the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Vortex Formation.

Bai Qing'er moved her fingers lightly, and immediately, thirteen bronze chimes rushed out of the formation and hit the regular Styx one after another.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

When the tenth bronze chime struck, the Ruler Styx was shattered, and the seven supreme saints flew out in pieces.

The remaining three bronze chimes hit the three supreme saints respectively, shattering them into three masses of blood mist, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.

I don’t know what level of treasure the bronze chime is. Even if it is the life force of the Supreme Sage, once it is touched, it will die instantly and cannot be re-condensed.

The remaining four Supreme Realm Great Sages were extremely desperate, their eyes were red, and they were furious.

Xingluo, alone, withstood most of the attacks from the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Formation, and his supreme body had been crippled several times. However, his magical body is powerful and his physique is extraordinary, and he is still holding on.

Fei Zhong was excited and emotional at the same time, saying: "Every Supreme Realm Great Sage is a giant in the world, and can decide the outcome of a small-scale Great Sage Merit Battle, but in front of Miss Bai, they are like chickens and dogs. Generally, you can kill by raising your hand."

Gong Nanfeng trembled with anger and argued: "If I were Bai Qing'er, I would never force them into a desperate situation. In this way, they have the only way to self-destruct the Holy Source. Xingluo Shenzi and The four supreme sages self-destructed, and even the powerful formations could not stop them. Bai Qing'er will definitely die."

Zhang Ruochen's voice sounded from behind Gong Nanfeng: "No, Bai Qing'er will not die. Don't you think that Bai Qing'er's true body is not near the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Array? There is just a statue of you. The fake body condensed from the original power is just to paralyze the monks in the Temple of Destiny. In fact, Bai Qing'er is thousands of miles away in space. "

Gong Nanfeng had a bad look on Zhang Ruochen and felt that today's defeat of the Temple of Destiny was all because of him.

If he hadn't stood by and watched, how could the Temple of Destiny have lost so miserably?

The Son of God and the Ming Emperor fell, and the ten supreme saints were wiped out. Today is destined to be a day that shocks heaven and hell. I don’t know how big a shock it will cause.

Zhang Ruochen ignored Gong Nanfeng's eyes, but summoned Wujin Zhantianzhu, his body burst into golden brilliance, and his divine power surged outward.

"Zhang Ruochen, what do you want to do?" Fei Zhong shouted coldly.

"Don't block the road, get out of the way."

Zhang Ruochen swung out his stick, breaking through Fei Zhong's body-protecting realm, hitting him in the abdomen, sending him flying out, and hitting a sacred pillar of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace.

Then, twelve blood wings sprouted from Zhang Ruochen's back, followed by a tiger shadow, full of fighting spirit, flying towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Formation.

At this time, we must take action.

No matter what, Xing Luo cannot die.