The eyes of the three bishops were splitting. Every divine disciple who fell represents the most devout belief in our god. The fewer the divine disciples, the lower the level of the divine city, and they will also be implicated and be raped by me.
God punishes sin.
The three long swords stabbed Song Zheng almost in no particular order. With the help of Shenhui's power, the long swords exploded with extremely powerful attack power, comparable to that of the peak ancestor.
Something suddenly appeared in Song Zheng's hand. It was extremely heavy. As soon as he appeared, it seemed that the whole world was drooping because of it.
The eighth-level spiritual treasure, the Heaven-Shaking Overlord’s Pestle, captured from King Hong!
After becoming Yang Shen, he had mastered many of the so-called moves in his mind. He struck at the three major bishops' divine brilliance and struck them unreasonably without even looking.
But in this stick, there is actually the intention of drawing a sword and striking the sky!
Song Zheng now understood that the reason why this sword was powerful was that it came from the sky. It was a "magic move" in the past. The power of the three bishops also came from the gods, and they met their opponents.
The Sky-Shaking Overlord smashed the three long swords in half with a bang, and the divine light on them spurted out from the fractures. There was a loud bang, and a huge ball of divine light flames rose into the sky, just like rising from the ground.
A nine-day divine thunder!
The three bishops vomited blood and retreated. They looked at the half-length sword in their hands with some disbelief. This is a treasure that can withstand the divine brilliance. It is a magic weapon given by our god after they were promoted to bishops. For them, it is really as important as their lives.
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Having the magical weapon cut off is simply more painful for them than killing them.
The three bishops instantly entered a state of madness.
Song Zheng walked out of the continuously exploding divine radiance. He was protected by a special layer of power, and the divine radiance could not hurt him. In other words, at least this level of divine radiance could not hurt him.
He glanced down and saw that in the Eastern Kazan Divine City, there were still a large number of divine disciples rising rapidly into the sky and rushing towards him. He shook his head, feeling a little impatient.
"Stupid, blind and unafraid!"
He no longer used the Yang Shen magical power, and visualized in his mind the sword he had witnessed with his own eyes at the gate of the North Camp of the Imperial Guard Army at Shenjin Mountain.
Nine Dao Lei Cauldrons flew out of his head, and the Heaven-Shaking Overlord's Pestle fell down with a bang.
The countless godly disciples who flew up and rushed upward, grinning, were like pieces of paper caught in a storm in mid-air, and were suddenly torn to pieces.
The Sky-Shaking Overlord's Pestle didn't even need to touch their bodies. The shock wave of its power had already shattered their bones.
After these divine disciples rushed into the air and turned into powder, a powerful shock wave suddenly fell on the divine city as the Sky-Shaking Overlord's Pestle fell.
At first, it was just a point of contact. The circle of sacred pillars outside the Eastern Kazan Divine City erupted with a strong divine radiance, which was even more dazzling than the divine radiance that the three archbishops had just borrowed from the statues.
The divine radiance turned into a huge hemispheric mask, on which appeared a statue of a god with thousands of arms and thousands of heads riding a giant elephant. The statue seemed to be able to truly communicate with the gods. Among the thousands of statues, one opened his eyes and swung towards the stick.
Song Zheng, who was sitting down, opened his mouth and yelled:
"Bah!"
The mountains shook, and the heaven and earth echoed within a thousand miles.
The stick that Song Zheng struck brazenly, and after a moment of confrontation with the true image of the god, collapsed with a crash, and the Sky-Shaking Overlord's Pestle in his hand suddenly rose up, as if he could not control it.
The gods really seemed to be motionless. In the eyes of the gods that were opened, there was inexplicable divine power flowing, which was profound and unfathomable.
Song Zheng dropped the pestle, and hundreds of divine disciples in the air were instantly shattered to pieces. In the divine city below, there were still hundreds of divine disciples whose souls were scattered, thinking that they would definitely die this time. Unexpectedly, my god suddenly appeared, and the divine light enveloped the Eastern Kazan divine city, saving
his lamb.
The disciples knelt down, cheered, and knelt down to the central temple, their hearts pious and fanatical.
Song Zheng just curled his lips: "It turns out that he still has this hand hidden."
He raised the Heaven-shaking Overlord's Pestle high again, imagining in his mind that he drew his sword and struck the sky, and eighteen Dao Lei Cauldrons flew out from above his head. The role of Yang God is not just as simple as "Yang God", he has
I also have a deeper understanding of the various functions of "Dao Lei Ding Shu".
The Heaven-shaking Overlord's pestle fell for the second time.
This time, under the full force of Yang Shen, the true "Dao intention" of this eighth-level spiritual treasure was completely inspired.
The heavy blow that destroys all illusions is unquantifiable and has no upper limit. It can blast through the sky, shatter the earth, block rivers, empty the sea, and crush the void...
It seems that the gods once again shouted: "Hey"
The radiance of divine power seems to be able to illuminate all darkness in the world and annihilate all evil deeds in the world.
The Sky-Shaking Overlord's Pestle crashed down heavily and collided violently with the Divine Glory. Looking from a distance, the power of the Sky-Shaking Overlord's Pestle condensed into a light shell of a thousand feet in size, and quickly came into contact with the hemisphere of the Divine Glory that enveloped the Eastern Kazan City.
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The confrontation started at one point, and a large amount of spiritual light, flames, and flying ash quickly flew outward from this point.
Immediately, the real competition between each other's strength began, and the contact area continued to increase, and the light and flames of various colors thrown out also increased violently.
The two sides were evenly matched, and the originally arc-shaped position soon became a "straight line" due to each other's strength.
The confrontation became more and more intense, the Sky-Shaking Overlord's Pestle kept falling, and the gods seemed to refuse to give in. This straight line became longer and longer.
In the Eastern Kazan Sacred City, there were hundreds of divine disciples kneeling on the ground, worshiping devoutly and crazily towards the temple, constantly reciting a scripture that Lu Wanmin and the others could not understand at all.
These scriptures brought forward their faith, like blue fireflies, constantly integrating into the true image of the gods above, strengthening it and strengthening it.
Lu Wanmin and others looked worried. The master was fighting alone, and the believers on the other side were constantly replenishing their faith. And although it was just a true image of a god, there was a god standing behind him after all!
You Tianzun whispered: "Ancestor, we should form a military formation to support you..."
Lu Wanmin immediately stopped him: "We must not act rashly. Sir, this battle is unpredictable. If we intervene rashly, it may be counterproductive!"
The rest of the monks were also nervous. Indeed, they could no longer understand what level the battle between the adults and the true images of gods belonged to.
Those powers of faith are still rising, and the true images of the gods have been replenished, seeming to have infinite power.
But in Song Zheng, the Yang God rose high, and there was a powerful thought in it, as solid as steel and stone. Once this thought is formed, it cannot be destroyed, and it will eventually be achieved.
This thought is "this battle must be won".
boom……
When the body of the Sky-Shaking King's Pestle came into contact with the true image of the god, the thought of the Yang God, which was as heavy and hard as steel and stone, also fell on it.
The "Yuan Yi Thought" of Yang Shen's magical power was triggered! The true meaning of "independent, irreplaceable, and unimitable" was instantly activated, and it violently conflicted with the true image of the god.
This magical power has seriously affected the existence of the true image of the god. The true image of the god can be regarded as a "distraction" of the god in the sky, and it is simply incompatible with the true meaning of "Yuan Yi Nian".
Under such conflicts, the true image of the gods became torn into pieces and their appearance became blurred.
The Heaven-shaking Overlord's pestle fell in the middle, smashing the true image of the god and the huge hemisphere of divine glory with a loud bang. Along with this, waves of surging power spread out, and the circle of divine pillars outside the Eastern Kazan Divine City shattered and exploded into pieces.
The sky is full of stone powder.
The Heaven-shaking Overlord's pestle continued to fall, hitting the sacred city of East Kazan.
The violent waves of power swept out, spreading and crushing in all directions one after another. They were huge and majestic. Each wave undulated hundreds of feet and traveled thousands of miles, just like a huge wave in the wild sea.
Those godly disciples who were kneeling on the ground did not even have time to scream in agony. They were shattered into pieces by the first huge wave of power, and turned into powder by the second huge wave.
In the entire Eastern Kazan Holy City, all the buildings collapsed and collapsed, then turned into ruins, and then turned into stone powder covering the ground...
In the huge wave of power, the dozens of huge mountain statues around were continuously affected, and cracks were exposed. The statues seemed to roar, and there was a rich divine glow in them, flowing out like blood.
The three bishops' eyes were splitting as they cried: "Heretic, you will die!"
In the stone-dusted Holy City of East Kazan, only one building remains unchanged: the main hall of the temple.
They rushed into the main hall of the temple. The bestowing ceremony had ended at some point. Miao Yun'er and the other three were floating in the air, still in a coma. The huge statue of the gods condensed with pure divine power was still high above them.
The light enveloped the three people.
Song Zheng didn't care at all what the three bishops would do. He frowned because the blow just now destroyed the entire Dongkashan Divine City, but could not shake the main temple.
Even with the sun shining on him, he couldn't see clearly what was inside.
In his eyes, the main hall was hazy, and he could feel that the three fat men were inside, but he didn't know how to rescue them.
The three bishops knelt under the statue and kowtowed repeatedly, chanting words in the air.
Then they stood up and cut a bloody wound on each of their heads. The wound started from the center of their eyebrows to the back of their heads.
The dark skin was peeled off to both sides, revealing the squirming flesh and blood underneath, which looked extremely terrifying.
Then they flew into the statue, and each used their strength to break off the two arms of the statue!
For them, this was the most unforgivable blasphemy! But now, they did it without hesitation. The arm that was broken off was a full length, but they forcibly stuffed this arm into their own body.
In the head wound!
It was stuffed in forcefully, and the flesh and blood were forcibly fused.
Chapter completed!