God Emperor

There are two things in the world that are worthy of eternal awe, one is the vast starry sky, and the other is one's own heart.

The starry sky is cold and dark, and mortals cannot survive. Only practitioners who have reached the holy realm can fly in the sky, travel through the stars, secret realms, and ruins.

In the darkness, an old ox walked in the void, with a Taoist priest with a skinny face sitting on its back.

The Taoist priest looks to be in his fifties, with tall cheekbones and narrow eyes, giving him a fierce look. The black hair on the head is fixed by a snake-patterned iron hairpin with a slight silver thread, which is a trace of the vicissitudes of time.

He carried a sword on his back, but the sword was wrapped in a piece of black cloth.

He also held a sword in his hand, but this sword was no different from a stone and was rough. He regarded it as a treasure, clasped his hands tightly, and closed his eyes to comprehend something.

The old scalper stepped on the void with four hooves, his speed was extremely fast, each step was thousands of miles away.

"Since "Wordless Sword Manual" has fallen into your hands, why don't you give me some insights? When I step into the divine realm, you can pass me a divine sword, so that I can immediately become a god in the divine realm. Strong one." The old scalper spoke and spit out human words.

The thin-faced Taoist priest on the back of the cow closed his eyes leisurely and said: "With your talent, even if you practice swordsmanship, you won't achieve anything."

The old scalper stopped, a look of dissatisfaction appeared in his fist-sized bull eyes, and said: "What's wrong with my talent? Is it that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is not strong enough, or is the practice of the Tianhe Divine Fist not refined enough? Goose Yamato Goose Er, when can you beat me?"

The thin-faced Taoist priest said: "You received my initiation and directly used the holy energy of heaven and earth to improve your cultivation. Your realm has always been ahead of them, so you can defeat them. In the same realm, you want to defeat any of them. , is not an easy task.”

"Let's go!"

The old scalper raised his head, his nostrils pointing to the sky, and said stubbornly: "I won't leave! If you don't speak clearly today, I won't leave! My talent is not high, how high is considered high?"

Two tubes of white gas spurted out of his nostrils.

The thin-faced Taoist priest opened his narrow eyes and frowned: "When I was in the Hundred Flails Realm, I was able to practice the Divine Steps. You are at the peak of Demigod, but you have not yet succeeded in practicing. Is this considered a high talent?"

"You are the controller of space, and I am not." The old scalper said.

The thin-faced Taoist priest said: "Just because of this trivial matter, you want to quarrel with me again? If I had known, I shouldn't have let you out."

"It's not just because of this little thing, I have tolerated you for a long time! You want me to defeat Goose Da and Goose Er, but you also refuse to teach me my true skills. You said, if you don't let me practice swordsmanship, how can I inherit your magic in the future? Sword?" said the old scalper.

The thin-faced Taoist priest was stunned and said: "You have a big heart, you still want to inherit my divine sword?"

"You didn't even give me one magic pill!" said the old scalper.

"You still want the magic pill?"

"I am your disciple, but you don't give it to me, but you give it to others. When I say this, I get angry. I regard you as my master, but you regard me as your mount. How unfair is this?" said the old scalper.

The thin-faced Taoist priest was so angry that he was getting more and more stupid.

He jumped off the cow's back, slapped the cow's horns, and said, "If it weren't for me, you would have been slaughtered by the butcher and turned into beef bone soup in the pot."

"Nonsense! It's obvious that I'm gifted and I stepped on the butcher to death. That's what you said, don't deny it! I remember it really." The old scalper's face was very long, and he looked very uncomfortable with the thin-faced old man. It looks pleasing to the eye.

The thin-faced Taoist priest was so angry that his intestines were knotted. He pointed his index finger at the old scalper for a long time and said fiercely: "Sooner or later, I will stew you!"

"Stew just stew, as if someone was frightened." said the old scalper.

"If I had known, I shouldn't have taught you how to practice, you evil beast."

"Look, let me tell you, you don't regard me as a disciple! When you teach me to practice, you just want me to deal with Goose Two. Do you have any emotional investment in me? You don't teach at all. I can defeat Goose Two, The most fundamental reason is that I work hard enough.”

"Do I still have feelings for you?"

"Of course! Cows also have feelings. I am invested in you, regard you as my teacher, and regard you as my father, but you just treat me as a tool cow. Is this fair? This is not fair!"

…

A cow and a bull, arguing in the starry sky.

The old scalper was very stubborn and always believed that the thin-faced Taoist priest only regarded it as a tool cow and hid it, and was not sincere enough. Therefore, he was very dissatisfied and stopped where he was, refusing to move forward.

However, the thin-faced Taoist priest believed that with his qualifications, he was not qualified to be his disciple.

Besides, when it comes to relationships, it’s about what you want and what I want, and you can’t force it.

The thin-faced Taoist priest lost his patience and said: "In short, if you can't reach the level of a Yuanhui-level representative, I won't recognize you as my disciple. Well, it seems that I have to throw you into the starry sky battlefield and train you hard. Only then can you recognize yourself.”

The old scalper looked like he was not afraid of boiling water at all, and said: "Go ahead, I have long wanted to kill everyone and directly declare that I am your disciple. As long as the reputation is established, it will be useless even if you don't admit it. …”

"Shh! Don't talk."

The thin-faced Taoist priest noticed something and looked towards a certain direction in the universe. A layer of star-mist-like brilliance of truth appeared on his pupils.

Seeing that he looked very serious, the old scalper didn't dare to disturb him and asked quietly: "What's wrong?"

"What a heavy corpse energy! How could this happen? This is behind the starry sky defense line. Is there an army of zombies quietly passing through the defense line? Come on, go over and take a look."

The thin-faced Taoist priest put away his stone sword and jumped on the old scalper's back.

The old scalper said: "Okay, let's get down to business! Let's stay here temporarily. Next time we have time, we can discuss it. I don't want to be a tool cow!"

In the starry sky millions of miles away from here, gray corpse aura fills the air.

The corpse qi is cold, as vast as the ocean, spreading outward. Thousands of rotting corpses flew among them, besieging a group of human monks wearing Taoist robes.

These human monks have very high cultivation levels and have reached the realm of great saints. But the number of zombies is thousands of times theirs, like endless. From time to time, monks were injured or even died.

"ah……"

Screams sounded.

A great sage in the immortal realm was dug through the chest by a claw of the great sage of the corpse race covered with long black hair, and his heart was torn out.

In an instant, the great sage's body turned black and turned into pus and blood.

Feng Qianshu, who had the highest cultivation level, saw this scene, his face changed wildly, and he shouted: "It's Yin Shang Corpse Poison, everyone, be careful, once the corpse poison enters the body, the gods will not be able to save him."

But it's too late!

Many great saints of the Wind Clan have been injured and corpse poison has entered their bodies.

However, it is not as serious as the great sage just now, so with his profound cultivation, he can barely support it. However, the blood vessels under the skin have turned black, and his combat power is greatly affected.

"There are too many zombies and we can't kill them all. Why don't I blow up the Holy Source and open a way for you to survive?" A middle-aged Taoist nun has a strong personality and wants to destroy both jade and stone.

Feng Qianshu lowered his head and glanced at the Qiankun space bag wrapped around his waist, took it off, swallowed it directly into his belly, and said: "Don't be impulsive, I have already sent a message to True God Feng Xi, and she will be here to pick us up soon. .Hold on for a moment longer!”

"Damn it, how did the Corpse Clan army bypass the starry sky defense line? Aren't they afraid of not coming back?" A Wind Clan great sage said angrily while slashing with his sword.

Someone exclaimed: "Not good! There is also Yin Shang Corpse Poison in the corpse energy, which can penetrate the body-protecting holy energy and invade the body. I feel that the blood energy is being corrupted and I am getting weaker and weaker."

There were more than thirty great sages of the Wind Clan present. They all became panicked when they saw their skin turning gray.

No one can remain calm when they think that they will soon turn into pus and blood, and that they may turn into rotting corpses.

"Fight them!"

"Even if he dies, he will be buried with these zombies."

The blood in the middle-aged Taoist nun whose cultivation had reached the Hundred Flails realm burned, turning into a dazzling brilliance and rushing into the group of corpses.

"don't want!"

"Yuanqing!"

…

The great sages of the Wind Clan all had bloodshot eyes and were filled with resentment.

Even though they have been fighting in the starry sky battlefield for many years and are used to seeing life and death, they still can't control their emotions.

Self-destruction of the Holy Source requires great courage.

"Snapped!"

A bolt of lightning in the shape of a feather cut through the corpse energy, traveled thousands of miles, and hit the middle-aged Taoist nun who flew out.

Before she could self-destruct the Holy Source, her physical body and Holy Source were chopped into pieces, and her body exploded in the corpse air, turning into sparks.

In the gray corpse aura, a deep voice sounded: "You still want to blow up the Holy Source? You will all die today, and no one can escape."

The great sages of the Wind Clan were all stunned, looking at the place where the middle-aged Taoist nun exploded as if they were petrified, unable to accept this result. Unable to even self-destruct the Holy Source?

A feeling of despair spread.

"Fight, fight!"

One by one, the great saints of the Wind Clan were angered, their emotions of revenge surged up, their holy blood burned in their bodies, and they rushed into the corpse air desperately.

Feng Qianshu also wanted to rush out, but was stopped by two Qianwenjing great saints.

One of the Qianwenjing Great Sages said: "Don't forget that you have more important things to do. We can all die, but you can't. You have to hand over the things to the true god with your own hands."

"kill!"

The two great saints of the Thousand Questions Realm flew out, their longevity energy and holy blood burning at the same time. The holy spells were fired, and the corpse clan monks fell in pieces, turning into corpses and broken bones.

However, the great sage of the Feng Clan kept falling in front of Feng Qianshu.

Even though Feng Qianshu was ruthless, there were tears in the corners of his eyes at this moment. He let out a long roar from his mouth, picked up a heavy sword, and charged towards the corpse clan army, trying to break through.

"Moo!"

A deafening roar of a cow sounded at the same time as the howling of Feng Qianshu.

Above the billowing corpse aura, an ox hoof as thick as a mountain stepped down, crushing the four great saints of the corpse clan who intercepted Xiang Feng Qianshu, and exploded, turning them into four balls of rotten blood.

Feng Qianshu was also blown away by the energy erupted from the cow's hooves.

The more than 20 great saints still alive in the Wind Clan were all shocked. They didn't know who the saint was coming from, whether they were enemies or friends. This fighting power is a bit terrifying!