The exit of heaven, in front of the palace of transformation.
The golden clouds intertwined all over the sky and enveloped the sky in all directions. This originally peaceful holy land of heaven suddenly became extremely oppressive. Behind the Lord Zhenyuan, a group of heavenly warriors were waiting in full formation, with thunder and weapons in hand, qi and machine blending, and dazzling lightning. Rising into the sky, one after another, pierced the darkness before dawn, accompanied by heavy chaotic energy, but could not dispel the diffuse golden clouds.
It's not that this group of heavenly warriors is not strong enough. On the contrary, those who are qualified to guard the passage between the two realms are all the best of the best carefully selected from the various warriors in heaven. Those with the lowest cultivation level all have the cultivation level of Five Nine Tribulations. , there are many strong men in the Six-Nine Tribulation. With nearly a thousand warriors forming a battle formation at this moment, even ordinary supreme beings can withstand it for a while.
Unfortunately, today is destined not to be the time for them to show off their power, because Lord Zhenyuan knows very well what kind of existence they are about to face.
Woo!
Soon, a horrifying cry was heard in the golden clouds of the sky, and black goose feather snow suddenly floated between the sky and the earth. The biting cold air spread like a tide across the heaven and earth, and everything in its path was frozen. , the mountains thousands of miles long and the sky trees tens of thousands of feet high were all frozen, turning into huge ice withers.
This is……
All the strong men from various clans who were secretly spying were retreating frantically. They had guessed something, and they dared to stay. Nearly two years had passed, and they thought that the dust had settled, but they didn't expect that this day would come after all.
Just think about it, why should the Heavenly Court establish heavenly rules for all sentient beings in the heavenly world? Just like when the Heavenly Court established the world, it was also criticized by various tribes, heavenly demons, and divine beast groups. The tone was not as loud as usual, and the posture was not as high as usual.
With the Heavenly Spear in hand, God Master Zhenyuan points forward. In the past two years, he has gradually been recognized by the God of Time and is about to ascend to the throne. Although his strength has not improved much, his Taoism has increased day by day, especially with the consciousness of transcendence. In the eyes of the old God King, even if he ascends to the throne of God, as long as he can transform into a transcendent consciousness, theoretically, there is still the possibility of transcendence. It cannot be said that the God King is hopeless, but this road is very difficult to walk, and so far it has not A god passed by.
However, the vision between heaven and earth is still evolving. After the black goose feather snow, yellow paper falls all over the sky. It ignites spontaneously without fire. The dim firelight reflects the figures of the powerful gods such as Zhenyuan God Lord, and then withers. , extinguished on the frozen earth.
Could it be her!
Lord Zhenyuan's eyes trembled. This kind of vision was enough to catch a glimpse of something. Looking at the entire heaven, there were very few people with similar power.
"It's Death."
At the top of the Tianzhu, a strange color appeared in the eyes of the old God King, and then he mused: "This inheritor, now it seems, should be the only seat of the ancient Death God. In his early years, this person, together with the ghost god Yan Pan, was a sacrifice to the source of the gods. That person’s follower, but later there were many stories. This person withdrew from the ranks of followers and established the Kingdom of God alone on the banks of the hell of nine heavens and ten earths. Now that he has chosen to take action, I’m afraid the story will eventually come to an end.”
Su Qinian was startled. Is it the legendary divine dog?
Speaking of which, among the Celestial Demon Clan, the Tengu Clan was not prosperous in ancient times. However, after the New Era of Heaven, it became more and more prosperous. Not only did it have many bloodlines, but there were also two Tengu Clan who were highly accomplished in the realm of divine beasts. Respected as the Great Tengu.
Next, the old god king used his god king consciousness to reflect the divine form of the celestial god of death into Su Qinian's transcendent consciousness.
Su Qinian then clicked on the destiny icon, and the stone book of destiny appeared, turning to the fourth page. However, Su Qinian failed when he tried to engrave the divine form, not because what he was about to engrave was a god, but Because this divine form was not carved by Su Qinian independently, the Book of Destiny did not accept it.
Does this not allow the host to take any shortcuts?
Su Qinian was speechless. He was somewhat resistant and repelled by the computer system sent by a certain stalwart being in the future, which was very inconsistent with the current world. If he were not afraid of the chaos caused by being exiled, he would have removed it long ago. I entered the long river of time and space again. I didn't expect it to have such a strong sense of substitution. It was not unusually harsh on his host. It blocked all external forces. I didn't know the origin. I really thought it was a strong training system.
The next moment, Su Qinian's transcendent consciousness was hanging high, resonating with the sky pillar under his feet. His eyes passed through the huge sky pillar and took in everything in front of the Palace of Transformation.
The sky was filled with yellow paper, and the horrifying cries became more desolate. Even if they formed a battle formation, the generals still felt that their fighting souls were crumbling. The cries were pervasive, shaking their spirits and wills, making their hearts dusty, as if they had seen a towering tower. The door to hell, ignited with bloody flames, was opening towards them, wanting to welcome them in.
"Pretending to be a god..." At the top of the Tianzhu, Su Qinian's tone was cold, but he stopped before he finished speaking.
Because the other party is indeed a god, and he has walked with ghosts and gods. Such a description is really inappropriate here.
boom!
Divine Lord Zhenyuan took action. He swung the sky spear, his transcendent consciousness was suspended high, and the power of the clear time and space condensed into the spear light. He stabbed Gao Tian with a spear. In his mind, he could not help but think of that day when the eternal glory of war shone into the world. The scene in the land, that green robe, a spear piercing eternity, tearing apart the black fog area, he couldn't imitate that scene, but in the days that followed, he rubbed the sky spear day and night, and put his heart and soul into it. I brought all my transcendent consciousness to that day in order to be satisfied even if there was even a slight resemblance to the atmosphere of that shot.
The clear light of the spear pierced the golden clouds in the sky and pierced the pieces of yellow paper. They all fell into the vortex of time and space and were crushed into nothingness by this spear.
Ding!
Then, the shot was blocked. It was a white and slender index finger, just lying in front, like an immortal embankment, cutting off the shot. It was a young man who looked pale. Wearing a black robe, he carried a bloody sword on his back, but his bright red eyes seemed to be sinking into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"God of Death!" God Master Zhenyuan shouted.
The somewhat feminine face, even if it is pale, cannot hide the calm and bookish aura. This temperament is different from the ancient Death God, but their power comes from the same source. Facing this, God Master Zhenyuan is like It was back to the days before Liangjian Mountain, and it was the same when facing the mark of death.
It's just that when the ancient god of death came to heaven, it was just a mark of divine blood, but the person in front of him... came in his true form!
"Excellent marksmanship, you are imitating the charm of that shot, but no one can do it," the God of Death said in a very dull tone, holding an index finger against the sky spear and looking at the Lord Zhenyuan, "They say you were born as a god. Looking at it now, I still underestimated you, but it’s a pity that you won’t be 500 years old, otherwise there will be another Quadrant in this world.”
clang!
The next moment, the God of Death flicked his finger, the Heavenly Spear screamed, and God Lord Zhenyuan flew out as if struck by thunder. He rolled violently in the void, smashing one void barrier after another.
However, immediately afterwards, a strange color appeared in the eyes of the God of Death, because Lord Zhenyuan actually plunged into the river of time with his sky spear, and his whole body was supported by the splashing water of the river of time. This was not a manifestation of Taoism. It was the real river of time. As the shot penetrated it, some kind of great power seemed to be resurrecting at the bottom of the river, and it actually stabilized his figure.
"Huh?" The indifferent eyes of the God of Death suddenly became terrifying. The sky in all directions was dim and the sun was disappearing. Even the long river of time that was shining was uncertain and could disappear at any time.
After stabilizing his body, Lord Zhenyuan looked at the God of Death again, his sky spear straightened, and the trembling sound disappeared. Even though he knew that there was an insurmountable gap between them, he still did not take a step back.
The God of Death's energy was not obvious, but the oppressive feeling of the divine atmosphere was too strong. The attack just now was not even considered a move, but when he looked at the Lord Zhenyuan God, there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes that he had never seen before. Colorful, he said: "The Seat of Time, the last divine throne, the one from Time and Space Ridge, actually let you resonate with the divine throne?"
"Your Majesty the God of Death, you shouldn't have come." God Master Zhenyuan said in a deep voice without responding.
"Whether I should come or not, I have come," the God of Death shook his head slightly and said, "Since heaven's rules are set, they will always be accompanied by bloodshed. My coming is the will of the gods. If the forbidden man in the heavens opens his mouth, I will Leave now, if not, ask the Emperor of Heaven to give an explanation to the gods. The gods can make concessions, but cannot retreat."
At this moment, at the top of the Heavenly Pillar, Su Qinian inscribed the shape of the God of Death on the fourth page of the Book of Destiny.
The pure white and flawless Heavenly Pen of Destiny emerged, fell into the palm of his hand, connected to the Heavenly Pillar, and re-erected Buzhou Mountain. The fate of the unification of all the heavens swept over him, and what he could not absorb was all injected into the program of the Heavenly Book of Destiny. In this way The huge energy of destiny not only unlocks all three powers of destiny for him, but the pen of destiny no longer has the power of just one stroke. It can activate the corresponding power according to the wishes of the person with authority, the size is determined by the heart.
This was the reminder that the Book of Destiny gave him after he held the Heavenly Pen of Destiny again. Su Qinian took a deep breath and raised the Heavenly Pen of Destiny. This stroke was not only to establish the heavenly rules, but also to test " The limits of computer programming.
"Erase!"
The next moment, he exhaled loudly, with a solemn and solemn expression. The pure white pen of fate fell, and on the fourth page of the Book of Destiny, behind the engraved divine form, a bright red Shen Xi appeared, and the entire God of Death sitting on a bloody throne. Cross out.
The pure white brushstroke seemed to drop a streak of white on the Book of Destiny. On the blood-colored throne, the figure of the God of Death in black robes seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. It was directly erased as the stroke of the stroke of fate.
At the same time, the huge energy of destiny that Su Qinian felt from the moment he held the destiny pen disappeared by 90% in an instant. This kind of consumption was so huge that Su Qinian felt that it would not be possible for him anymore. It is more than enough to condense a God of Fortune Seat.
In front of the Palace of Transformation.
As Su Qinian erased the figure of the God of Death from the Book of Destiny with one stroke, the God of Death who had just finished speaking was stunned before God Lord Zhenyuan could speak again, with an unspeakable look of horror in his bright red eyes. color.
