The Ancient Desolate Saint stepped away from the high platform with one step in the air. He gathered supreme power in his palms and struck down hard towards the Ancient Desolate Punishment Suppression.
The powerful force changed the color of the world and the world, causing the expressions of all those watching the battle to change drastically. Ancient Desolate Xing's expression was solemn, his arms shook the sky, and his solid divine power tore apart the heaven and earth and bombarded towards Ancient Desolate Saint.
Katcha - space is broken. The powerful force crushed the divine power, causing Guhuang Xing's blood to surge all over his body.
"Guhuang Xing, you have lost!" Guhuang Sheng was arrogant, looking down at Guhuang Xing with a look of disdain on his face.
The third realm of the God King. Just ants. From the beginning of the war to now, Ancient Desolate Punishment has not put any pressure on him, and Ancient Desolate Saint does not take the other party seriously at all.
Originally, the Ancient Wasteland Saint thought that the other party had some tricks, but now it seems that the original worries were completely unnecessary.
To this. The Ancient Desolate Saint no longer intends to waste time anymore. The most important thing is to quickly suppress the Ancient Desolate Punishment and complete the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.
I saw a regular river coming through the sky, and the shadow of the vast river spanned the sky. The ancient saint stepped on the regular river and transformed into a god of heaven and earth.
Pointing one finger at the ancient desolate punishment seal, the supreme power fell like a torrent. When he saw Gu Huangxing being completely overwhelmed by this power, a shocking bell rang out suddenly.
winter! The sound of the bell sounded, and the void froze. When the Shadow-Zhan God King and other powerful men heard the bell, their expressions changed slightly. The mysterious sound fell on their minds, making their God King's state of mind unstoppably shaken.
The torrent of power that fell from the bombardment now shattered inch by inch under the shocked eyes of all the monks.
Guhuang Xing stepped into the air and held up a small bell with his left hand. I saw that the small bell was only the size of a palm. The Taoist rhyme circulated on the bell, and a thick sound came from the bell, causing the void to collapse silently.
"What kind of treasure is this!" When the ancient saint saw Xiao Zhong, he couldn't help but shrink. He felt a strong sense of threat from this treasure.
Obviously. The little bell is by no means an ordinary treasure.
"What a treasure this is, you will naturally understand it when you are suppressed by me!" Guhuang Xing smiled coldly, and the small bell in his left hand naturally flew up, instantly turning into a size of ten thousand feet, and he was about to suppress Guhuang Saint. And go.
Seeing that the ancient desolate saint was about to be completely swallowed into the bell body, the opponent moved to the void first to avoid the volley's blow.
However. Before the Ancient Desolate Saint could take a breath, the Ancient Desolate Xing waved his hand again, and saw nine small flags rising through the air, and a terrifying bloody aura filled the air.
A small flag flew across the sky. A sea of blood spread out. Countless arms stretched out from the sea of blood, as if they were trying to completely pull the ancient Holy City into the sea of blood.
Such a change caused the Ancient Wasteland Saint's complexion to change again, and his divine power suddenly burst out, turning into an extremely sharp blade, cutting off all the arms that were grabbing at him.
Unfortunately. The arms in the sea of blood seemed to be endlessly killing. No matter how the Ancient Wasteland Saint attacked, a brand new arm would stretch out from the sea of blood in the next breath.
At this moment, nine small flags were seen vibrating again, and the sea of blood that was originally flowing in the void was overturned in an instant, and a torrential rain of blood poured down, trying to completely engulf the ancient desolate saint.
Just as the Ancient Desolate Saint was resisting, the small bell vibrated violently, and the sound of the bell shocked the soul, causing the movement in his hand to stop abruptly.
Buzz - Mysterious fluctuations came from the void, and a withered palm poked out from the darkness, easily breaking through the blockade of the sea of blood and disrupting the suppression of the bell.
In this gap, the Ancient Desolate Saint took advantage of the situation to escape from the trap. Everything happened so fast. From being suppressed and beaten by the Ancient Desolate Punisher, to the siege of the Ancient Desolate Saint by the other party and the Supreme Treasure, and the attack of the mysterious powerful man, all happened in a room of lightning and flint.
When the other God Kings reacted, they saw an old man in white clothes and white hair suddenly appearing next to the Ancient Desolate Saint.
See the old man appear. Including the Shadow-Slashing God-King, all the God-Kings bowed to each other.
"Greetings to Lord Yushi!"
"Well..." God Lord Yu Shi nodded slightly, but his cloudy eyes fell on Gu Huangxing.
"Today is the Heaven-Sacrifice Ceremony of the Ancient Desolate God Clan. Since Master Xing is a monk of the Ancient Desolate God Clan, why bother to disturb it?" The calm voice of Lord Yushi seemed to contain strong power.
To this. Guhuang Xing's expression did not change at all. He held up the small bell with one hand and nine bloody flags lingered around his body. Even if he was facing the Lord of God, he was not afraid at all.
"The position of the Lord of the Imperial Court is occupied by those who are capable. Today, the Holy Desire of Ancient Desolation is going to sit on the throne. I am dissatisfied and naturally want to compete with him. The Lord of Yushi is the noble Lord of God, but now he is Are you rashly interfering, but do you mean to show favoritism?" Before God Lord Yushi could speak, Guhuang Sheng beside him shouted angrily: "Guhuang Xing, you are so impudent and dare to be disrespectful to God Lord."
"The Divine Lord is unfair, so why should we respect him?" Guhuangxing did not retreat at all. When he spoke, he did not even look at the Ancient Desolate Saint, but kept his eyes on the Yushi Divine Lord.
Hear the words. The latter's eyes were slightly cold, and then returned to normal. His cloudy eyes looked at the nine blood flags and the small clock, and then he spoke slowly.
"It is rumored that the Lingshen clan has four treasures, one is the Soul Falling Bell, one is the Soul Suppressing Bell, one is the Blood Spirit Flag, and the other is the Heavenly Punishment Sword. But in my opinion, the Lingshen Clan only has two treasures, which is the Falling Soul Bell. The Soul Bell and the Soul-Suppressing Bell later fell into the hands of the Nine Saints God Lord and were broken in the battle of Tianzong. Only the Soul-Suppressing Bell was left in the world, and the remaining two treasures, the Blood Spirit Flag and the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword, were not actually spiritual gods. Clan refining, only the gods used the bones of the Spirit God clan to refine these two treasures." The words of God Lord Yushi can be regarded as clarifying the origins of the blood flag and Xiao Zhong.
After hearing this, the Ancient Desolate Sage understood what the two treasures in the Ancient Desolate Xing's hands actually were.
Soul-Calming Bell! Blood Spirit Flag! at this time. Divine Master Yu Shi asked: "Master Xing Zong, I just want to ask you, are you vying for the throne of the Emperor of the Ancient Desolate God Clan, is it your intention, or is it the Tianzong's intention?"
"Of course that's what I mean." Guhuang Xing replied calmly. Get a reply. God Lord Yushi fell into a brief silence, and finally nodded: "You are right, the throne of the Ancient Desolate God Clan will be occupied by a capable person, and you can fight for it if you don't accept it. But no matter you are still the Ancient Desolate Saint, you are the God King of our tribe. , Now that the Gods are in decline, the loss of any God King is a big damage to the Gods." Guhuang Xing shook his head, with a firm look on his face: "If Guhuang Sage is willing to back down, I will do it for the sake of my fellow clansmen. I will naturally not kill him. But if he refuses to give in, I may not be able to hold back when the war breaks out."
"It doesn't matter...I am old after all. I can only say this for some words. I will let you decide the rest." Lord Yushi sighed, and then stepped aside directly without interfering at all. the meaning of.
Seeing this scene, the face of Ancient Desolate Saint couldn't help but change.
"God Lord Yushi..." Now that the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony is being held, there is God Lord Yushi's tacit approval behind it, otherwise the Ancient Desolate Saint would not have been able to subdue all the voices so quickly.
I thought that God Lord Yushi would come forward to help him solve the ancient desolate punishment, but he didn't expect that the other party just said a few words and gave in directly.
How could the Ancient Desolate Saint be reconciled to such a result? But without waiting for the Ancient Desolate Sage to speak, the Ancient Desolate Xing continued to borrow the power of the two treasures to kill the Ancient Desolate Sage.
Soul-Calming Bell! Blood Spirit Flag! Both are top tenth-grade Taoist soldiers. Although the Ancient Wasteland Sage failed to refine the two, Shen Changqing had left some power in the two treasures when he handed them over to him.
Now the two treasures are at a peak level, each equivalent to a top divine king. This way.
Even if the ancient desolate saint is powerful, it is difficult to resist two treasures at the same time. Not to mention. The ancient desolate punishment that has broken through to the third realm of the God King is not much weaker than the ordinary God King of Rules.
This resulted in the Ancient Desolate Saint Ming only dealing with one God King in the Ancient Desolate Punishment, but in fact it was equivalent to dealing with three Rule God Kings at the same time.
Moreover, two of the regular god kings are still enough to threaten the existence of the supreme god king. so. Almost immediately after the fight, Guhuang Sheng fell into a disadvantage.
The sea of blood surged. The bell shook the sky. All kinds of terrifying forces were coming, and the Ancient Desolate Saint could only resist with exhaustion.
When things have reached this point, everyone can see that the scale of victory in this battle has tilted towards the ancient desolate punishment.
As long as nothing unexpected happens. The Ancient Desolate Sage will undoubtedly be defeated. After all, although the strength of Guhuangxing is not as good as that of Guhuangsheng, he still has enough treasures on his body. To be precise, he should have enough treasures from Tianzong.
Everyone knows that the Soul-Calming Bell and the Blood Spirit Flag cannot be the treasures of Ancient Desolate Punishment, but can only come from Tianzong.
"The foundation of Tianzong is really terrifying. God Master Yu Shi probably also saw this, so he was willing to retreat." Shadow-Zhan God King thought to himself.
Rather than retreating in the face of the Ancient Desolation Punishment, God Lord Yushi would rather compromise with the Tianzong behind the Ancient Desolation Punishment.
This is how terrifying the top forces are. Just a reputation can make the God Lord retreat. Once upon a time.
When Tianzong first came into being, King Shadow Zhan was very disdainful of this, thinking that a small clan sect could achieve much.
Until now. Only then did the Shadow-Zhan God King realize that he had thought wrong, and how wrong he was. This force has grown too fast.
In just a few decades, it has grown from a small clan to a behemoth that even the God Lord is afraid of.
Talk about momentum. The current Tianzong is only slightly worse than the Taikoo Alliance and other forces. This is because forces such as the Taigu Alliance have existed for too long, and Tianzong has existed for a shorter time, and their background is not as good as before.
If the current trend continues, as long as Tianzong is given another million years, it will not be a problem to rival the Taikoo Alliance.
"Perhaps it won't take more than a million years. As long as the leader of the Tianzong does not die, it may be within this ten thousand years that the Tianzong can rival the Ancient Alliance..." The Shadow-Slashing God King was excited, and his heart was full of awe for the Tianzong.
