Although the Destiny Realm is built on the leaves of the World Tree, the area is quite vast. At this moment, the city where Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen are dueling is relatively deserted, with only a few monks living there.
They had already been alarmed by the aftermath of the battle and fled far away.
"It's terrifying, such a powerful force, the rules of heaven and earth in the entire city have been stirred up."
"Who are they? How dare they fight in the God's Domain? Aren't they afraid of being taken away by the law enforcers of the Temple of Destiny?"
"He is definitely a powerful man at the level of a great sage. We should retreat further to avoid being killed by the aftermath of the battle."
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The Temple of Destiny prohibits monks from fighting privately. Even if they have personal grudges, they must go to the Fighting City.
The battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen soon alerted a group of law enforcers passing by. They wore battle armor, rode bone beasts, held holy swords, and exuded the light of death.
The leader of the law enforcement team is named Yan Xiao. Although he has a human body, his skin is wrapped in stone skin, and his cultivation has reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm.
The law enforcers behind him are all in the realm of holy kings.
A law enforcer who was full of ghostly aura said in surprise: "What a strong fighting power, and there seems to be fluctuations of the supreme power coming out."
They were far away from the center of the battle fluctuations. They couldn't see clearly who was fighting. They could only see blood-red and golden light, sometimes shooting thousands of miles away, sometimes pitch black.
The energy formed in the aftermath of the battle is like a strong wind and huge waves, sweeping across the world.
Yan Xiao's body was as straight as a spear, and he snorted coldly: "The two people fighting are known as Yuanhui-level geniuses. They have the combat power to kill the Heavenly Slaves of the Ten Thousand Deaths and Lifetime Realm with their cultivation in the Hundred Flails Realm. Can they not be strong?"
"What, it's them?"
All the law enforcers were in an uproar.
In this era, besides Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, who else can be called a Yuanhui-level genius?
"Whoops!"
"Whoops!"
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The sound of breaking wind continued to sound, and one team after another of law enforcers arrived, led by the Great Sage of the Hundred Flail Realm.
In a short time, there were seven law enforcers from the Great Sage of Baiyong Realm gathered here. All law enforcers combined, the number reached seven to eight hundred.
Every law enforcer leader who arrived would ask Yan Xiao why he didn¡¯t capture the monks who were fighting privately. However, when they learned that the two people fighting were Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, they all became silent and horrified.
An immortal vampire law enforcer said in surprise: "If I remember correctly, today should be the engagement day between Zhang Ruochen and Princess Luo Ji. Many big shots went to Fulu Shrine. Why did he start fighting with Yan Wushen? "
"Yan Wushen and His Highness Prajna are also getting engaged today."
"These two are really fighting madmen. They dare to ignore the laws and regulations of the temple. Is the Destiny Realm a place where they can fight at will?"
A leader of the law enforcement team standing on top of the black python said in a deep voice. She was wearing a black robe and had a thin face. She added: "Catch them. Those who break the rules, regardless of their status, will be severely punished."
Yan Xiao smiled sarcastically: "Capture Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen? Just us? Any one of them can kill us all."
The law enforcer leader of the Immortal Vampire Clan looked to the horizon and said, "Master Zhen is here, and Master Qixin is here."
Two rotating black air tornadoes flew out of the clouds, landed on the ground, and condensed into two sharp and frightening figures.
Master Zhen is wearing bone armor, and his body is a dark ghost mist. There are fireflies like firelights flying and dancing in the ghost mist.
Lord Qi Xin is seven feet tall, with a head like an ox, and holds a spear.
The two of them are the Earth Disarmament Lords of the Judgment Department. They are subordinate to the Divine Realm Law Enforcement Judgment. Their cultivation levels have reached the peak of the Thousand Questions Realm, and they are among the top ten strongest among the Earth Disarmament Lords.
The leader of the team, a female law enforcer with a skinny face wearing a black robe, jumped off the black python's head, bowed and saluted the two disarmament leaders, and said: "The private fighters are Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, do you want to capture them? "
Master Zhen waved his hand and said: "Qi Xin and I have received the order from Master Judgment. This area is already on the edge of the exclusive territory of Fulu Shrine. It is not convenient for the Judgment Department to intervene. As long as the battle between the two of them is ensured, it will not be affected. Just go to a wider city area.¡±
"What?"
The leader of the black-robed female law enforcer showed a surprised look and said: "The Judgment Department manages the order of the entire Destiny God's Domain, including the Fulu Palace."
The three divisions and twelve palaces are independent forces in the Temple of Destiny.
The status of the Adjudication Division is transcendent,Following the carriage, we rushed towards Fulu Shrine to attend tonight's engagement banquet.
"Whoops!"
A messenger light talisman flew over and rushed into the golden chariot.
Fenghou grabbed the light talisman and looked at it with a surprised expression: "This this is so interesting! Haha."
A dark shadow appeared in the corner of the holy car, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, what happened, why are you so happy?"
Feng Hou laughed and said: "The life-and-death battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen is ahead of schedule. One person will die tonight. No matter who dies, it is a matter of joy."
Shadow said: "This is indeed a happy event! If Yan Wushen dies, Prajna will lose the support of the Yama clan. Her Highness the Goddess will have fewer obstacles to get rid of her. If Zhang Ruochen dies, Her Highness the Goddess will be among the immortal blood monks. The status in China will definitely rise a lot."
"How could we miss such a wonderful battle?" Fenghou's red lips turned up, her smile as bright as a flower.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, the golden chariot shook violently.
The three holy beasts pulling the cart roared in terror.
Fenghou showed a displeased look and scolded: "Three beasts, why are you so upset?"
It became silent outside.
Fenghou practices the way of destiny and is very sensitive to danger. When she sensed something was wrong, her pretty face changed and she whispered: "Uncle Yan."
The dark shadow in the corner, like a piece of black paper, suddenly stood up and turned into an upright white-bearded old man with bright eyes and no signs of senility.
Yin Zeyan is a supreme sage from the Huangtian tribe.
Although Fenghou has not been officially crowned, she already has the status of a goddess, so she naturally needs the protection of a top powerhouse under the divine realm.
"Boom."
The bloody evil energy gushing out of Yin Zeyan's body was like a sword, shattering the golden holy chariot into pieces.
Outside the car, there is a strange world, with slender rivers flowing, stretching to the infinitely distant horizon. The three holy beasts pulling the cart had long since rotted, and their flesh had turned into thick water.
"The world of gods."
Yin Zeyan¡¯s face changed in shock, and he shouted: ¡°Your Highness the Goddess, run away quickly.¡±
Yin Zeyan immediately activated the forbidden technique, the blood of the great sage in his body burned, and his body erupted with eyes blazing brighter than the stars. He activated a king's sacred sword and slashed at a corner of the divine world.
The power of this attack is no less powerful than that of a demigod.
"It's a pity that it failed to break the world of gods. Instead, it was hit by a big golden hand. The immortal body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.
In front of the gods, even the supreme saint is like an ant, without any resistance.
Fenghou's face was as pale as paper. She knew she couldn't escape. She stared at the big golden hand and raised her voice: "Who wants to kill me? The gods have taken action and broken the unspoken rules of the hell world. You will definitely bring disaster to yourself. ."
"Wujiang Pavilion has never paid attention to the rules of the hell world." A deep voice sounded.
When the big golden hand fell, it was like the whole world was pressing down on Fenghou's head. The unparalleled divine power could squeeze the holy soul of the great sage into pieces.
At this moment, the word "ming" in the palm of Fenghou's hand suddenly burst out with brilliant divine light, rushing out of twelve divine clouds, and condensed into twelve majestic divine figures.
The attack burst out from the golden hand was blocked by the shadow of the Twelve Gods.
At this moment, the true bodies of the twelve gods all responded.
The Lord Fulu who was sitting in the Temple of Destiny, thousands of miles away, let out a divine roar. The sound of the roar of the gods crossed time and space and rushed towards the divine world that trapped Fenghou.
The entire Destiny God Realm was filled with earth-shattering thunder, causing countless monks under the Great Sage to kneel down and tremble.
The Empress of Thousand Bones stood in the dark and boundless void space, with a long river of time marks flowing under her feet. She pressed her palms into the air to form time and space walls, which collided with the sound of the divine roar.
¡°Bang bang.¡±
The walls of time and space continued to crumble, and the sound of the roar of the gods gradually diminished, and finally resolved completely.
The Queen of Thousand Bones looked towards the direction of the divine world and said: "The true form of Lord Fulu has moved. Within one breath, we must kill Feng Li and seize the decree of destiny."
In the divine world that trapped behind the wind, a looming figure condensed, stood in the air, looked down, and said in a long voice: "It's just a shadow of the twelve gods, it can't save your life."
Feng Hou glanced at the figure and found that it was a middle-aged man with an outstanding figure, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Zhang Ruochen. However, the temperament of the middle-aged man is like the abyss of the sea, which cannot be seen to the bottom; or like the mountains and mountains, which one can only look up at.
This was the last sight Fenghou saw.
The next moment, the shadows of the Twelve Gods were put into a bottle by the middle-aged man.
And her body was shattered into particles, her bones, holy soul, and holy source all annihilated, losing any possibility of resurrection.
Even though she was beautiful and talented, under the palm of the gods, she disappeared in an instant, as if she had never been in this world. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The handsome middle-aged man looks somewhat similar to Zhang Ruochen. However, the temperament of the middle-aged man is like the abyss of the sea, which cannot be seen to the bottom; or like the mountains and mountains, which one can only look up at.
This was the last sight Fenghou saw.
The next moment, the shadows of the Twelve Gods were put into a bottle by the middle-aged man.
And her body was shattered into particles, her bones, holy soul, and holy source all annihilated, losing any possibility of resurrection.
Even though she was beautiful and talented, under the palm of the gods, she disappeared in an instant, as if she had never been in this world. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com