God Emperor

"Before leaving, my father told me to keep a low profile when coming to Xinghuantian. It seems that this is the reason!" Shang Hong said.

A divine master who did not appear in any information suddenly took action, causing all the gods present to move and be shocked.

With the formation, the divine master is the strongest.

Jialinan, the god of the angel tribe, said: "This matter is a bit abnormal. How could Wu Ma Jiuxing take action and kill the demon pupil?"

The "Four Armored Blood Ancestors" of the Blood War Temple, the "Yan Shen" of the Merit Temple, the "Kailan Feili" of the Elf Clan... and other gods all nodded in agreement and had the same view.

They are all the gods of this Yuanhui, all of them are outstanding, and they all have the desire to marry Bai Qing'er.

Even the oldest blood ancestor of the Fourth Armor has tidied up and no longer looks old. He looks like a strong middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with huge muscles, bloody hair, and strong energy.

The lifespan of a god is 129,600 years. Generally, after 60,000 years, they will naturally age before they reach the realm of higher gods.

If one reaches one hundred thousand years old, even a high-level god will age rapidly.

The four heads of the Goddess's Twelve Squares walked towards Shang Hong.

Liu Qingcheng took out the magic pupil's divine source and said: "The demon pupil seems to have been killed by Wu Ma Jiuxing. There are knife marks left by him on the divine source."

Shang Hong took the divine source and stared at the mark on it.

Wuma Jiuxing is regarded as the god of the heaven faction. Because of him, Xinghuantian suffered a divine death. Goddess Twelve Squares naturally wanted to find Shang Hong, the leader of the heaven faction.

"Don't worry, Lord Liufang. When their battle is over, I will definitely ask Wu Ma Jiuxing for details, and then personally explain to Queen Bai." Shang Hong returned the divine source to Liu Qingcheng.

He is polite and has exquisite facial features. Although he is a grandson, he is not arrogant at all. He has a personality charm that makes people feel like spring breeze.

Putting the divine source into Liu Qingcheng's snow-white palm was like a stone hitting the lake of her heart, causing ripples.

Although Liu Qingcheng is a god, he has also grown up from the dust of the world, and his character is so firm. However, after just a simple meeting with Shang Hong, he is about to break through the heart lock and fall into him, which can't help but be frightened.

"It's so awesome. What kind of method is he using? To confuse the mind? To confuse the mind?"

Liu Qingcheng did not dare to look at Shang Hong again, put away his divine source, and decisively turned away, his face flushed and his heart pounding. In my mind, I couldn't get rid of Shang Hong's handsome figure and smiling look.

This is not a divine war, but it is better than a divine war.

It made Liu Qingcheng realize that he had failed miserably and that their cultivation levels were extremely different. Without a hundred years of meditation, she would never have been able to completely get rid of the influence Shang Hong had on her heart.

The Blood Ancestor of the Fourth Armor looked at Liu Qingcheng, wearing a long crystal dress, with long blue hair scattered around his head, like a figure fleeing from the desert. He licked his lips, smiled, and said: "The Goddess Twelve Squares collect beauties from all over the world. Except for Queen Bai and Bai Qing'er, the twelve masters are also top-notch. If you can capture one of them, your trip to Xinghuan Tian will be worthwhile."

"Her character is not bad, and she was able to escape. If it were any other middle god, she would have thrown herself into the arms of Tiansun." Kelan Feili said with an almost mocking smile.

Jialinan, the god of the angel clan, has an arrogant temperament and contemptuous eyes, saying: "What kind of person is Tiansun? Besides Bai Qing'er, who is worthy of him?"

"Tiansun and Bai Qing'er are indeed a match made in heaven, joining forces." Another god said.

Yan Shen's attention was always focused on Wuma Jiuxing and Zhang Ruochen's God of War in the divine formation, and said: "Wuma Jiuxing is very talented and extremely ambitious. He probably wanted to monopolize Tianzun's treasure yarn, so he took action to kill him. Otherwise, with the strength of the old man's mental power, he would not be able to stop the demon pupil."

"Only Wu Ma Jiuxing, with the Demon Eye unprepared, suddenly uses his sword to kill him."

The blood ancestor of Sijia said: "Wuma Jiuxing dares to compete with Tiansun for Bai Qing'er?"

"Have you forgotten that a thousand years ago, the relationship between Wuma Jiuxing and Bai Qinger was extraordinary." Yan Shen said.

Shang Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking at this time. He said: "The formation of the divine master limits the fighting area, which is quite disadvantageous for the spiritual gods. In this battle, Wu Ma Jiu Xing has at least a 70% chance of winning."

Yuyao's divine formation covered thousands of miles in radius, enclosing mountains and rivers. Even though Zhang Ruochen and Wuma Jiuxing were inside and they were beating the world upside down, not a ray of divine power escaped from the formation.

"Four-in-one sword technique."

The Wu Ma Jiu Xing stood with his sword horizontally, and the aura escaping from his body merged with the sword in his hand.

Man and knife unite.

The next moment, the knife joined the ground.

This territory has completely transformed into his divine world. The power of people, swords, and earth seems to be combined with everything.

Zhang Ruochen is well aware of the power of the Four-Head Sword Technique. This is only the Three-Head Sword Technique. Wuma Jiuxing's aura has at least doubled.

No longer retreating from a distance, Zhang Ruochen strode towards Wuma Jiuxing.

Every time you take a step, the earth will collapse into a valley.

"Break it for me!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his hands, the ground in front of him shook, and hundreds of thousands of feet high mountains rose up, breaking the terrain of Wu Ma Jiu. At the same time, mountains flew up and smashed into them.

"You finally came!"

Wu Ma Jiu Xing's eyes were awe-inspiring, his sword drew circles, and countless divine patterns of the sword's rules flowed along with it.

With one slash of the sword, the sword light split the mountains into pieces and reached Zhang Ruochen in an instant.

The power of this knife was far greater than the previous one.

Zhang Ruochen was helpless because he could not use the Supreme Saint Artifact of Spiritual Power. He could only make seals with his hands, causing the hundreds of miles of earth plates under his feet to flip up, as if turning into a shield that connected the sky and the earth.

"Wuma Jiuxing's knife can break the stars, so how can such a large earth plate block it?" The Four-Armored Blood Ancestor laughed.

The next moment, a scene that surprised the gods present happened.

The earth plate in front of Zhang Ruochen turned golden.

"Boom."

The knife light collided with the hundreds of miles long golden earth plate, and the earth plate appeared densely cracked, and pieces of gold and stone fell down, pushing back a hundred miles away.

But it did not break.

Wu Ma Jiuxing's eyes sank, and he said: "The five elements are transformed, turning soil into gold."

The beautiful Minghua Fangzhu exclaimed: "What a powerful mental control method, especially the use of the five elements, it is simply superb."

The mental power gods can also comprehend the way of the five elements, and thus create magic related to the five elements.

Although Zhang Ruochen's martial arts cultivation is completely useless, his understanding of the way of the five elements is far better than that of other mental power gods, and he can create magic with a single thought.

The method of cultivation, different paths lead to the same destination.

Zhang Ruochen soared from the back of the golden earth plate, suspended in the air, pointed to the ground with one finger, and chanted: "Heavenly fire is coming."

The ground under Wu Ma Jiuxing's feet burned, and the temperature reached tens of millions, instantly melting the thousands of miles of territory in the divine formation and turning it into a red magma ocean.

Standing in the magma ocean, Wu Ma Jiuxing remained calm, focused on the sword in his hand, and shouted: "The earth and the sky are united, and the four are combined."

In an instant, the whole world was boiling, and countless sword energy was born.

The vast territory rotated with Wu Ma Jiuxing as the center, and the magma on the ground rose up and turned into red liquid long swords.

At this moment, Wu Ma Jiuxing was like the master of heaven and earth. His momentum reached the peak, and his divine body became three thousand feet tall. The bronze sword in his hand seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth, and he slashed out with one sword.

This sword momentum frightened the gods watching the battle outside and couldn't help but retreat, forgetting that there was a divine formation blocking the way.

And Zhang Ruochen, standing in the center of the storm, felt that he could not avoid it. Wu Ma Jiuxing's sword seemed to cut everything in the vast land, and there was no safe place.

"Four combined into one, this knife, even the upper gods dare not confront it head-on."

"This is Wu Ma Jiuxing's strongest knife, an unsolvable technique that combines human power, knife power, terrain power, and heaven power."

...

All the gods thought that the old man would die under Wu Ma Jiuxing's knife.

At this moment, a crisp and solid knocking sound came from the center of the battlefield, as if it hit the gods, all of their internal organs trembled, and their blood and qi in their bodies churned.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The knocking sound, like a continuous rain, sounded one after another, resonating.

The power of resonance spread out of the divine formation, tearing the earth outside the formation, the mountains collapsed, and the rivers stopped flowing.

The sound was like a piece of music, resounding hundreds of thousands of miles around, and it seemed that the entire Xinghuantian could hear it faintly.

Even the divine master Yu Yao made a light exclamation, and quickly mobilized his mental power again to prevent the destructive power formed by the sound waves from spreading outward.

"This is a song that tells the vicissitudes of life." The owner of Minghuafang sighed.

Liu Qingcheng said: "I pride myself on my profound attainments in music, but compared with this old man, I am far behind. His song is in harmony with the way of heaven, and it also draws the power of heaven and earth, full of thoughts on life and death."

Other gods only sighed that the destructive power caused by the sound of the wood binding was so strong that even the divine array could not stop it.

The four owners of the Twelve Goddesses' Squares knew that the old man's attainments in music were the unity of heaven and man, reaching the level of transcendence.

The lace dress of the owner of Minghuafang swayed in the wind formed by the sound waves. In her charming eyes, the light was scorching. She said: "I really want to ask him about music. Maybe I can find a breakthrough in music and reach the realm of the upper god."

In the divine array, Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged and knocked on the wood binding.

The earth beneath him turned into water and became a clear thousand-mile Pinghu.

On the lake, the divine clouds were thousands of feet high, and an illusory starry sky appeared. The stars were shining and the galaxy was flowing, dissolving the sword that Wu Ma Jiuxing chopped at him into nothingness.

And the sky, ground, and sword forces he formed with the four-in-one sword technique all collapsed.

Only the human force remained.

Every time Mu Binding hit him, Wu Ma Jiuxing would fly back dozens of miles away, spitting blood from his mouth, but his eyes were still firm and he shouted: "Fight!"

His fighting spirit was completely aroused, and his momentum increased instead of decreasing.

He raised the sword above his head, and in an instant, the sword rules of the entire Xinghuantian gathered towards him.

All the monks who used swords, whether ordinary warriors or gods, were shaking their swords and making sword sounds.

Bai Qing'er stood in a field not far from the battlefield, surrounded by a sea of ​​colorful flowers. She looked at the billions of swords flying over her head towards Wu Ma Jiuxing and said, "The Sword Master actually gave him the secret of the sword. This battle seems to be a matter of life and death. I have to kill him myself."