The divine war broke out and the divine court was in great turmoil. This was an unimaginable catastrophic scene, and all order failed at this moment.
Kill everyone endlessly, destroy the heaven and earth, and destroy everything.
Shen Feng holds the divine treasure in his hand, and every move carries the power to destroy the world. He is like a god of death. Every time he uses his sword, he brings endless bloody scenes of corpses, mountains and seas of blood. Every move can explode. Planet, shatter the galaxy.
Shen Feng's power was incredibly powerful. Every time he waved the divine treasure, it was like a huge boulder smashing into a calm pool, causing thousands of waves to surge and sweep in all directions.
This was one of his trump cards, and he finally showed it.
The God Lord is the most powerful being in the world. The Thousand Dao Sword of Yuanzi can kill all living beings. The last God Lord fell under the Thousand Dao Sword of Yuanzi.
The murderous divine treasure in Shen Feng's hand is his companion artifact. It contains the most terrifying divine power and possesses magical powers that are like uncanny craftsmanship.
A powerful artifact, capable of suppressing the universe and destroying all things.
Rumble.......
The succession of old gods has always been bloody and brutal. Unless the person appointed by the gods succeeds, the world will turn into a Shura field, the blood will stain the earth red, and the fighting within the divine court will reach a fever pitch.
This is a time of chaos.
"Are you going to die? You are already old." Meng Haotian's cold voice sounded: "Kill!"
The divine court was vast, but almost exploded. Two terrifying pressures erupted, launching a fierce confrontation. The terror was overwhelming, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, like a vast ocean pouring into the nine heavens, boundless, drowning everything.
In the divine court, divine soldiers were crisscrossed, magic weapons were intertwined, murderous intent was fierce, countless palaces were shaking, and countless gods died miserably.
"The statue is real, and it's really you - Guiming, the loser who competed with me for the divine position back then is not dead yet. Do you think you can take me with you by colluding with the dark ancestor who was sealed by the emperor?" Old God He yelled and stood on the altar. Although the external power of faith was dim, his body shone from the inside out, still very bright, like a sun suspended in the sky.
"You old loach, I did fail back then, but now you are just lingering on, you are already old." Guiming snorted: "Now, go to hell!"
His words were cold and harsh, and he struck directly, holding a black gold blade in his hand.
This is a terrifying dark weapon. It is blooming with terrifying brilliance at this moment, splitting the void, splitting the body of the god, and slashing towards Shen Feng.
I saw that the void collapsed and then healed, healed and collapsed again.
"Dark lackeys!"
Shen Feng sneered.
His eyes were stunning, with strands of divine light intertwined in them. When he raised his left hand, a divine glow appeared in his palm.
This divine cloud is crystal clear, like crystal, dazzling.
Any attack contaminated by it will be annihilated and dissipated into the invisible.
"How is that possible!" Guiming was shocked. He stared at the divine rainbow and couldn't help but stepped back three steps: "How could you stop it?"
"Have you forgotten? In the past, you also used such a move to sneak attack me. The dark pseudo-artifact is useless against me." Shen Feng said coldly, approaching Gui Ming: "Don't you want me to die? You don't Do you think I’m not worthy of being a god? Then try again and see if I’m getting old!”
His voice was calm, but filled with murderous intent.
"You are wrong. I am not Guiming. That is my grandfather. He did not have a prototype universe and could not live a second life like you. I am Meng Haotian. I am here to die for you and take back everything that belongs to my clan. .”
This is a powerful young man, exactly the same as the statues of gods secretly worshiped by various tribes. He has a majestic appearance, looks down at the world, has deep eyes, and his tall body has an intimidating majesty, like an unparalleled overlord.
"Thieves usurping the throne and colluding with dark creatures should be punished." Shen Feng roared, and slapped his palm forward, overwhelming the sky and the earth, shocking the immortals outside the divine court, and many people were trembling all over.
In the divine court, Shen Feng's long silver-grey hair danced wildly in the wind. He looked like an ancient demon god resurrecting, and the divine treasure in his hand was surging with killing power.
His speed was beyond normal, as if he was teleporting.
This seems to have taken that step, and the strength is shocking, but if you look closely, it doesn't look like it. There are still some traces to be found, and it doesn't look like it has surpassed the ancient immortal.
"Boom!"
Meng Haotian was unafraid and soared up into the sky, wielding a black gold blade to strike hard. He showed no trace of fear, calmly and calmly, and shouted: "Back then, my grandfather was the Son of God, but you usurped the throne and killed him. You hunted down my clan, and you are the one who killed me." You are a traitor who has usurped the throne. I will punish you today to restore peace to the Divine Court."
Rumble....
The two collided together, the divine light flew, the blades clanked, and the killing intent surged across the wilderness, and the sky was torn open.
The battle between Meng Haotian and Shen Feng was extremely fierce, and neither one had any advantage.
They all had injuries on their bodies, and Shen Feng's injuries were a bit more serious.
Not to mention the shock among outsiders, there was a commotion in the Divine Court, and the aboriginal people were greatly shaken. All ethnic groups thought of an old incident.
Shen Feng's rise to power was very disgraceful. He killed his predecessor, took away the throne, and drove away the former Son of God. The long years passed and were almost lost in the years.
"Your clan has colluded with dark creatures in an attempt to overthrow the Eternal Court of Gods. Do you think that by ascending the altar, you can release the ancestor of darkness? Emperor Shaohao had already predicted that your clan would be punished, so your clan is a sinner. It’s my fault that I couldn’t get rid of the root cause.” Shen Feng said coldly and ruthlessly.
What happened back then was the pain of the Eternal Divine Court.
Because this is a shame of history, a shame of the past.
Since the birth of the Eternal Court of God, we have never encountered such humiliation. This is an unforgivable sin.
At the beginning, Shen Feng killed the Son of God and snatched the godhead in order to protect the Eternal Sacred Mountain.
No one in the world knows this secret.
Shen Feng was unwilling to explain this problem because he felt it was unnecessary.
He didn't want to mention these, because these were the history of blood and tears of Emperor Shaohao's lineage.
Now Shen Feng has lived for two lives, and all his contemporaries have died. He intends to tell those past events, but how many people believe him? Only the elders of the major clans know about it.
Shen Feng shouted: "It's useless for you to come back, sinner. Your clan has been polluted by dark creatures. In the past, you wanted to overthrow the divine court and release the ancestor of darkness. You should be punished. I will set things right and leave your name in history."
Everyone was confused, who was telling the truth and who was lying? However, none of this matters now. Strength should speak for itself.
Although Meng Haotian is strong, Shen Feng is not weak either, and he has a divine treasure.
"kill!"
Meng Haotian roared, he felt the threat of death, Shen Feng was too powerful.
"Pfft!"
Shen Feng took action, his fist seal shattered the sky and clouds, and hit Meng Haotian on the shoulder, causing him to fly away with a scream.
His physical body was strong, comparable to divine iron, and he was almost exploded. This result was shocking.
"Boom!"
Shen Feng took action, walked on the auspicious clouds, and slapped him out.
"boom!"
Meng Haotian flew across the sky, his bones were broken, his tendons were broken, and half of his spine was exposed. This was his fatal flaw, as long as he was hit, he would not be able to escape his fate.
"Ah...you deserve to die!"
He was howling miserably, covered in blood, his face was twisted, and his hair was disheveled.
"Old thief, doesn't it explain the problem that I didn't even listen to your orders to kill the gods? When I really put things right, I can restore the glory of the divine court." Meng Haotian yelled unwillingly.
The two fought fiercely and fought together, causing the whole world to shatter. The divine court was torn apart and was about to be destroyed. These were the two most powerful figures fighting each other, and it was terrifying. .z.
"What a rebellious minister!"
"You traitor and sinner, even if nine hundred times of killing you are not enough, you must die for me!"
During the duel between Meng Haotian and Shen Feng, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the sun and the moon set, the interior of the divine court became ruins, and all kinds of laws were disordered.
At this moment, a low mountain
Together with the oldest palace above, they exuded terrifying divine power, which was many times vaster than the ocean and the sea of stars. It instantly immobilized the divine court and repaired the cracks.
There are countless ancient runes flickering in the divine court. Each one is very mysterious and contains endless mysteries. They are intertwined and form a large network of divine patterns that hangs over the divine court.
"This is……"
Everyone was shocked. This is the oldest mountain in Shenting. It can be said to coexist with the world. It exists in this world.
Although it is not high and not conspicuous, no one dares to desecrate it. This is a sacred mountain in Shenting that is more sacred than the Eternal Holy Mountain.
There is an ancient palace above, which is said to have coexisted with the world and has never collapsed. It has been in the world since the beginning of time. It is not the most magnificent, but it is definitely the most mysterious. Even gods cannot set foot in it under normal circumstances.
Therefore, it has always been peaceful and has stood here in obscurity for endless years. Even gods like Shen Feng have only entered it once when they inherited the throne. This is a taboo for gods!
This low mountain is a symbol of the Divine Court, just like Kunlun Mountain, and the status of the ancient palace here is equivalent to that of the Kunlun Temple. However, there are many taboos here and no one can stop here.
There is a hazy mist hanging down from the top of the sacred mountain. It is an orderly chain intertwined with many divine patterns, firmly protecting the divine court in the center.
The mountain is ancient, with cracks in every inch, but at this moment it suddenly glows, and the vast and unpredictable power of faith flows from the cracks. It is extremely majestic, surging, and floods the sky.
Shen Feng died, and Meng Haotian was also in mourning. Like the moth in the fire, he tried his best to fly forward, but he could only become dust and disperse with the wind.
"Boom!"
The divine light surged into the sky, and there were billions of wisps of auspicious clouds. The entire mountain seemed to be awakened, spewing divine light, and a blurry shadow appeared, like a god, looking down at all living beings.
"God, are you awake?"
Everyone trembled, this was a kind of silent awe, this was a special period for Shenting.
Shen Feng did not die at the hands of Meng Haotian, but because of the peerless and majestic power of faith.
The power of the sacred mountain is so terrifying. With just one blow, Shen Feng was wiped out.
The alternation of the old and new generations of gods has silenced all the immortals in the outside world and forced them to lie dormant for twenty years. Now the two most powerful ones have died at the same time under the power of faith.
"It is sad and unfortunate that the place occupied by the Dark Ancestor is called the Divine Court. The glory in the eyes of the world, the prison of the world, will accompany me for the rest of my life. I will be buried for the rest of my life. Is the hope of human beings destroyed?" Shen Feng He was destroyed in the fire, his words were desolate, but his expression was calm, as if he had seen everything in the world, his figure was blurred, and disappeared in the light of the fire.
Meng Haotian was devastated. At the moment when he turned into dust, he couldn't help shouting. His figure turned into ashes, leaving only a voice, saying: "The years wasted, the appearance has aged, and the efforts have been exhausted. It is not as good as an accident. It is ridiculous, sad, and lamentable. , listening to my own requiem in the Shenting Cemetery, I am just a chess piece between heaven and earth..."
This is his last voice, full of vicissitudes of life, disappearing here.
The two most powerful men withered away without any suspense. The sacred mountain lay across the mountain, exuding wisps of faith patterns, turning into light, mist and chaos, causing the bloodline of Shenting to die from time to time.
"ah……"
The world was vast, with roars and struggles everywhere. Many idols shattered, and dense figures rushed up to break free from this land of destruction.
The powerful priests, palace masters, saints, servants of the gods and other powerful people were almost desperate and desperately tried to cut off the power of faith in their bodies. This was their shackles and the root cause of their death.
Not only are their bodies being destroyed, but their spirits and spirits are beginning to dry up. Once they are completely turned into powder, they will never be reorganized and disappear completely.
"What to do?" All the gods were panicking and realized something. These people were trying their best to prevent them from disintegrating themselves and turning away.
The divine court was usually sacred and peaceful, with strange flowers blooming, Yao grass paving the ground, spiritual birds flying, and auspicious beasts appearing. But now it was a gloomy and gloomy scene. A large number of figures rushed into the sky, and their roars shook the whole sky. They were all running for their lives.
At this moment, the entire divine land was boiling, the gods roared, corpses fell down one after another, and blood
The mountains and forests are dyed red.
"boom!"
The world collapsed, the mountains shook, and the earth shook. The power of faith turned into a giant cauldron and rose into the sky. It erupted with immeasurable divine light, smashing several escaping god generals into pieces.
Boom!
On the Eternal Sacred Mountain, the God-killing Cauldron swayed, exuding immortal power, fighting against the short ancient mountain, blocking it in the large hole in the void, and preventing it from falling.
At the same time, the most sacred Eternal Mountain in Shenting was covered with cracks. The sacred power that overflowed like an ocean was turning into flames and burning fiercely, but it was also blocking the low mountain.
"Everyone, please take action together, activate the God-killing Cauldron, and seal the mountain. Don't let it fall down, otherwise we will be in danger!" A high priest shouted.
Everyone takes action together. Several hall masters, old priests and saints joined forces to fight against it. Now the Divine Killing Cauldron is their only hope for survival.
With a soft "buzz" sound, the God-killing Cauldron erupted with dazzling divine light, illuminating the area and causing the dark clouds in the sky to retreat.
