This is the goddess of the Temple of Destiny five thousand years ago.
At that time, Yu Qianchen was considered the best and most powerful genius in the world. He led the hell world for a thousand years and was invincible in the same realm. She represented the Temple of Destiny and led the army of the hell realm. She swept through countless great worlds and killed countless powerful saints.
In the eyes of all the monks in heaven, she was once synonymous with invincibility, the most terrifying female devil, and the supreme power in hell.
As for the battle between the gods, if it is too far away from them, it will not affect them, but it will not have much influence.
Five thousand years ago, when she retired from the position of goddess, she was already a first-class strong person in the divine realm.
Five thousand years of accumulation have brought her cultivation to the most peak level. Those other so-called "peaks of the supreme realm" or "demigods", in her hands, would fail if they could not last ten breaths.
In fact, her mental power of sixty-nine and a half levels alone can make her unrivaled in the world.
However, such a powerful man who could dominate the world, who once shocked the world, was killed by the Blood Spirit Immortal with one sword. It is conceivable that after this news spreads, the reputation of the Blood Spirit Immortal will rise to such a terrifying level.
"Sword Thirteen! I didn't expect that there are monks in the world who can cultivate Sword Thirteen to great perfection in the realm of the Great Sage. With this sword, the Blood Spirit Immortal can rule the world and be invincible." Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly.
Zhang Ruochen considers himself to be a prodigy in swordsmanship, but he is still studying Sword Eleven and has not yet reached great success.
Only the practitioners know how difficult it is to practice "Wordless Sword Manual".
The further back you go, the harder it becomes.
Successful cultivation does not rely on hard work and time accumulation.
Xuan Lingfeng felt as if he had been suffocated just now. It took him a long time to recover and said: "What a terrible sword! Can the false god catch this sword?"
"Uncle, is this Blood Spirit Immortal invincible in the divine realm? I think Master Wu Ma couldn't catch the sword just now." Shang Yue said with a trembling voice.
Xuan Lingfeng shook his head and said: "Not necessarily! Wuma Jiuxing's sword power has reached its peak, and it can cut an instant with one sword. It can be said that it is invincible. Strong men of their level have never fought, how can they know who is stronger? "
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Yu Qianchen¡¯s ghost body dissipated, and Gong Nanfeng¡¯s shout of ¡°Sword Thirteen¡± reached Xingluo¡¯s ears.
Xingluo is not mediocre, he is the top existence in the world. He saw that although the Blood Spirit Immortal killed Yu Qianchen, he was also seriously injured, so he changed his body shape and struck out with a palm like a ghost.
When the palm is released, the rules of the holy way condense into the light and shadow of the pagoda.
The supreme high-level holy technique, the Great Buddha Palm Seal.
Blood Spirit Immortal¡¯s eyes were calm, as if he had expected it, and he lightly pushed out a palm.
¡°Bang!¡±
Xingluo took seven steps back in a row.
The palm of the Blood Spirit Immortal was not only extremely powerful, but also the extremely throbbing thunder and lightning that surged out of the palm, leaving three scorched black wounds on Xingluo's right arm, which were ferocious and terrifying.
The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, blood was leaking out, and the pain was unbearable.
His entire right arm seemed to have lost consciousness and was unable to use power.
The Blood Spirit Immortal was thrown several miles away, with blood flowing from his mouth.
The chest was penetrated by an extremely vicious blade, leaving a blood hole that was splattering with blood and the wound could not heal.
The energy and energy in his body became even weaker.
The price he paid for killing Yu Qianshen was too great. His mental strength and body were severely traumatized, so that he was at a disadvantage against Xingluo.
Blood Spirit Fairy let out a long roar, and the blood that drained from her chest flew back and turned into silk threads as thin as a hair, wrapping around her body.
The wound on the chest healed slowly.
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Blood Spirit Fairy¡¯s whole body exuded silver light, the butterfly wings on her back overflowed with blood light, and the world turned half silver and half blood red.
He was indeed seriously injured, but his momentum did not diminish. The stone sword in his hand sounded again, with a sharp sound, which represented the unyielding will in his heart.
Xingluo sighed: "I came here for Wu Ma Jiuxing, but I didn't expect to meet you first. This era is indeed as predicted, more exciting than any previous era. Monsters emerge in large numbers, but strong ones , then they will step on their bones and enter the realm of gods in the most glorious way.??.
The big sword of light in front of you is just an imitation, but it is also of extremely high grade, reaching the level of a sacred weapon of the Seven-Yuan King.
"Pfft!"
The Great Light Sword split Xianyuan Cha¡¯s body into two halves.
The pure light power contained in the sword body is specially designed to restrain the monks in the hell world. The two halves of Xianyuansha's body could not be reunited, and the body at the wound turned into specks of light.
The three high priests of the Temple of Destiny were all furious. Although they had the intention to lure out the masters lurking in the hell realm this time, two variables, Blood Spirit Fairy and Granny Begonia, appeared.
The heavenly side, taking action at this time, obviously wanted to reap the benefits while both of them were losing.
Of course, they didn¡¯t know that the Great Light Sword was jointly activated by dozens of great saints on the back of Xuanwu God¡¯s Corpse. These great sages are Bai Qing'er's subordinates.
Without the stimulation of Xianyuansha, the power of Tianshu Needle is greatly reduced.
In the void, the colorful crabapple tree regained its vitality and grew colorful and prosperous flowers. From the ancient tower of the Sword Pavilion, countless thousands of war swords flew out to form a sword array, trapping the Tianshu Needle and trying to force it into the tower.
As the sword pavilion rotates, space and time rotate with it, turning into a space-time vortex.
Countless space rules, time stamps, and sword rules wrap and entangle the Tianshu Needle, pulling it away. That pulling force is far stronger than the purple gold gourd.
On the back of the corpse of Xuanwu God, a group of great saints controlled the Great Light Sword and harassed the three high priests.
Xuan Lingfeng stood in the center and completely released his mental power. Suddenly, countless formation inscriptions appeared on Xuanwu's back. In the formation, the sky and the earth became dark, and the strong wind hunted.
The spiritual masters who assisted Xuan Lingfeng in activating the "Xuanwu Sky-Swallowing Formation" were horrified to find that the formation under them was like a bottomless pit, which not only drained their spiritual power quickly, but even began to devour their holy energy. Soul and blood.
"Master Earth Master, I can't hold on anymore, stop the formation quickly!"
"This formation we can't activate it ah help help"
"I know, I know. When they decided to seize the artifact, we people were already certain to die. Now, it's just the essence that has turned into the formation We are all just tools of the Goddess Twelve Branches ¡¡±
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One after another, the spiritual masters were drained by the formation.
The spiritual power, holy soul, and blood were all sucked away and turned into mummies.
Xuan Lingfeng held the staff and laughed crazily. He was not only laughing at their ignorance and pity, but also laughing with excitement because he was about to seize the artifact.
Zhang Ruochen¡¯s pretense was also drained away, and he disguised himself as a shriveled corpse and fell in the formation.
He could roughly guess that the capture of the Tianshu Needle by Blood Spirit Fairy and Granny Haitang must be related to rescuing the owner of the Death God Island. He really wanted to ruin Xuan Lingfeng's plan and let Granny Haitang use the sword pavilion to take away the Tianshu Needle.
However, reason told him that Xuan Lingfeng, who controlled the Xuanwu Sky-Swallowing Formation, was at his most powerful.
If he takes action at this moment, even if Baihu Baihu helps him, it will be difficult to accomplish anything.
Seeing that the Tianshu Needle has been involved in the time and space vortex of Jiange, it is about to be taken away.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
The space shook.
The huge body of the Xuanwu Divine Corpse rushed out of the clouds, shattered the vortex of time and space with one claw, and swallowed the Tianshu Needle into its mouth.
"Bold, dare to seize the artifact, kill without mercy."
The High Priest of Angry Sky roared angrily, and the High Priest of Death rushed forward at the same time, each firing the Supreme Sacred Artifact.
The body of the Xuanwu Divine Corpse is blessed by the Xuanwu Sky Swallowing Formation and has unrivaled combat power. A snake tail was thrown out from Xuanwu's back, knocking back the two high priests and the two supreme holy weapons.
The snake tail is part of the divine corpse, but it was shattered by the bombardment of the supreme holy weapon.
A large amount of divine blood spilled onto the ground.
Activating the Xuanwu Sky-Swallowing Formation, Forging Lingfeng consumed a huge amount of mental energy. He was a little unsteady and did not dare to fight. He quickly activated the space formation that had been arranged long ago.
"Wow!"
The white light flashed and the space shook violently.
The huge body of Xuanwu Divine Corpse disappeared into the sky.
The Tianshu Needle was taken away by a strong man from the heaven world!
This result was beyond all the monks¡¯ expectations.
The parties that are fighting, whether they are the giants of the top ten dark forces or the strongest in the Temple of Destiny, all stop their actions.
God Fulu collected the Great Sword of Light, stared at the sky, lost his mind for a long time, and asked: "Have you figured out who took away the Tianshu Needle?"
All the monks shook their heads.
God Fulu looked around and asked in surprise: "Where is Gong Nanfeng?"
Everyone shook their heads again, and no one paid attention to where Lord Sikong went. Maybe, in the chaos, he had been hit by the aftermath of the battle and his body was turned into powder.
The High Priest of Death was furious and shouted: "Seal all the wormholes on Ice King and not allow any monks to leave. Check! Find out for me which heavenly master or hand of the world has come to Ice King." "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)After being lost for a long time, he asked, "Have you figured out who took away the Tianshu Needle?"
All the monks shook their heads.
God Fulu looked around and asked in surprise: "Where is Gong Nanfeng?"
Everyone shook their heads again, and no one paid attention to where Lord Sikong went. Maybe, in the chaos, he had been hit by the aftermath of the battle and his body was turned into powder.
The High Priest of Death was furious and shouted: "Seal all the wormholes on Ice King and not allow any monks to leave. Check! Find out for me which heavenly master or hand of the world has come to Ice King." "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com