The sky and the earth are dark, and the four seasons are irregular.
In Duan Zhen's eyes, he saw a heavy layer of blood mist igniting in the void, filled with fishy stench and cruelty, as if it had turned into a purgatory killing field in an instant.
And those ripples and even fluctuations in mid-air also rushed into the entire Taishi Mountains at an extremely turbulent speed!
The figure that tore apart the space and came out across the realm also landed hundreds of feet in the sky.
The man was covered in a platinum robe, with a veil covering his face, not even his eyes revealed.
However, Duan Zhen recognized the person in just a moment. This was the Jingyuan Pope from a few years ago.
"How dare you come here despite your defeated general?"
Duan Zhen pinched his knuckles gently and looked up at the figure of Pope Jingyuan, with a hint of disdain in his words.
He originally thought that this time he would encounter an extremely terrifying existence when he cut off his luck and condensed the net of sentient beings. Unexpectedly, the first one to jump out was the Jingyuan Pope.
"Shu Zi, I don't know how high the sky is! I didn't expect you to destroy the eternal kingdom. You are really asking for your own death!"
The Pope of Essence suspended in the sky first saw the burning pale gold net, and then a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, but then it turned into endless coldness.
Since the destruction of the Jingyuan Temple, he has been thinking about revenge all the time, but he did not expect that Duan Zhen entered the Taishang Taoist Temple and suspended the eternal kingdom in the sky.
The reputation of the King of Artifacts naturally intimidates all the young people in the world. In addition, Duan Zhen's cultivation is also extremely strong, so he has been dormant around him for the past three years.
Unexpectedly, today, this world has suddenly undergone tremendous changes.
The sky was weeping, the earth was weeping, and the bloody wind had awakened him from his trance.
There seemed to be a flash of lightning in the dark, today was the time for revenge!
"So what if it's destroyed? Even if I don't have any exotic treasures, I can only kill you in the blink of an eye."
Duan Zhen looked at Pope Jingyuan's aura that had not changed in the past three years, and his words remained indifferent.
But suddenly, he frowned, and the crisis signs in Daoxing's senses were turning into reality!
"Boom boom boom!"
In a flash of lightning, he saw Pope Jingyuan suddenly throw something towards the ground.
It was a ten-inch portal with ferocious beast heads lying around.
Ancient Rashomon.
Boom, boom, boom!
At this moment, a vast and majestic aura, like the roar of the eternal demon god, was released from the portal.
There was the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the scene was still for a moment.
The door that was originally ten inches in size suddenly changed to a size of ten feet as if blowing air!
The ferocious beast's head lying across the door suddenly seemed to wake up from its deep sleep, with a deep chill and gloom in its eyes.
They still bite the door tightly and do not roar, but the coldness that penetrates the bones seems to have turned into a nine-layered devil abyss, rushing towards everything in the world.
Even when Duan Zhen saw this portal and the appearance of these group of animal heads, his skin felt slightly cold and he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.
The next moment, a person stepped out of the portal.
"I heard that the Supreme Master has revealed a new Taoist master who wants to dominate the world for three hundred years?"
At the same time, a plain male voice came from the mouth.
This voice contained an emotion that was irresistible and incomprehensible, as if his words were reality and his thoughts were truth.
And in this world, the ubiquitous and boundless vitality seems to be born and die because of this person.
Coming out of the ancient Rashomon gate, he was neither a god nor a demon nor a monster nor a fairy nor a ghost, but a human being.
This person is the embodiment of vitality.
Hundreds of countries in the Western Region have supported the only supreme god, the God of Vitality, for thousands of years!
"Here comes the god, it's not bad at all."
Duan Zhen raised his eyebrows, looking at the vitality spirit of this man who had no incense around him, and his tone was also calm.
At that time, for unknown reasons, the four Jingyuan Popes did not choose to summon the Yuanqi God, but instead surrounded him alone.
But now it seems that the supreme god of the Western Region was at an extremely critical moment of transformation.
Just by looking at it, Duan Zhen could feel that this god of vitality had separated from his divine body and transformed into a human form.
The transformation of the spirit into a human body is equivalent to cutting off all the complicated causes and effects of the past. From now on, there is no longer any restraint and the world is free.
And the concentration of power has reached an unimaginable level.
With just one glance, Duan Zhen knew that this vitality god had broken through to the Seventh Tribulation Ghost Immortal level, and even vaguely wanted to reach the Eighth Tribulation level.
This is much more powerful than when he used the Qian Kun Qi Watching Technique to observe his breath across the sky.
This god of vitality alone can put Duan Zhen, who is burning his luck and condensing the web of all living beings, into crisis!
But at this moment, Duan Zhen suddenly shook his head, his eyes left the body of Yuan Qi Shen and looked to the other side.
His eyes were still calm, and his voice became a little deeper:
"There is another god. Since he is here, why not show up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a breeze between heaven and earth, and the Yuanqi God in the distance also looked slightly sideways, as if he had already realized it.
As for Pope Jingyuan, there was a hint of astonishment in his eyes. With his cultivation level, he didn't even notice there was anything else there.
"who?"
At this moment, Pope Jingyuan suddenly felt his eyes darken, and an inexplicable pain arose deep in his heart.
woo woo woo woo!
Thin music, like the music of the dead at a funeral, suddenly came from all directions.
The bloody wind in the sky completely stopped.
Instead, there were pieces of gray paper scraps, just like the paper money thrown into the sky when a mortal was placed in a coffin, turning the entire sky into a cold and dead realm.
Pope Jingyuan's ears trembled, as if he heard some subtle crying, and he felt the pain became more intense.
His body began to tremble continuously, and his soul felt a little tingling and obscure, as if he was affected by these sounds.
"My God!"
And at this moment, Pope Jingyuan suddenly saw the God of Yuanqi waving his hand towards him, and in the blink of an eye he was swept away thousands of feet away from the Taishi Mountains.
The pain like a wave finally disappeared as the distance increased.
But Pope Jingyuan seemed to still feel the fear from the previous moment in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at the battlefield in the distance.
But at this moment, nothing could be seen at the northernmost peak of the Taishi Mountains.
"what is that?"
Pope Jingyuan suddenly felt dry in his mouth. He had a cultivation level of six calamities. With a single thought, he could clearly see thousands of feet around him.
But now I can't see what is happening in the distance at all.
He didn’t even know what the god Duan Zhen was talking about was!
Especially when the Yuan Qi Shen sent him out just now, he could also see the caution in the other party's eyes.
What kind of existence can make the spirit spirit that has condensed into a human body become extremely dignified?
Shua la la!
Fine raindrops began to fall in the sky again, and for a while, Pope Jingyuan stayed in place, as if waiting for a result.
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