kill!"

A majestic and majestic voice rolled towards the earth in all directions like thunder. As soon as the sound fell, the thunder clouds exploded, and the world became brighter. Wu'an Hou's breath was like thunder, his figure was majestic, and his eyes were like lightning, standing above the critical earth.

On the other side, the Cangjin King who descended on the critical earth through the secret method of sacrifice. At this moment, the Cangjin King had completely condensed and formed, and was wrapped in a set of blood-red armor, which was no different from the real person. His forehead and armor were covered with blood. On the red armor, deep trauma were crisscrossed.

King Cang Jin, less than a moment after he descended, was seriously injured by Marquis Wu'an!

"It's King Cang Jin and Marquis Wu'an!"

Many venerables looked at Wu'an Hou standing in the void like a god. What he wore was not Wu's golden armor, but a set of purple-gold armor. This armor was connected with dragon shapes on his shoulders, chest and joints. Even the helmet of this armor was directly a dragon-shaped shape.

The entire set of armor is more than eight feet tall. When worn on Wu'an Hou, it shows a domineering and unparalleled dignity in its gorgeousness!

Wu'an Hou looked calm and breathed like abyss. He had no injuries or blood on his body.

This man who created many records such as the Blood Demon Battlefield, Fantasy Sea Mountain, and the Underworld, blocked the exit of the Jiuyou Mountains and suppressed the sect world for more than 300 years. Now, as soon as he takes action, he completely feels the domineering power of Wu'an Hou!

"It's hard to imagine that the Marquis is actually still at the Venerable level, but this aura is no worse than the Cangjin King, and it even surpasses the other party!"

"This is just the divine mind division body of Wu'an Hou. How strong is the deity?" Shen Zhui couldn't help but sway and swallowed.

It has always been speculated that Marquis Wu'an had already been promoted to the True God. After all, Marquis Wu'an has taken very few actions in the past three hundred years, and even if he takes action, few people know about it.

But now, Shen Zhui heard with his own ears that King Cang Jin said that Marquis of Wu'an is still in the realm of Venerables.

"Can the Venerable Realm be so powerful?"

"What is the strength of Wu'an Hou with the extreme golden body?" Not only Shen Zhui, but everyone who knew the inside story was shocked by this scene.

King Cangjin is the true god who has been famous for many years in the Jiuyou Realm, but now he is so overwhelmed by Marquis Wu'an that he cannot raise his head!

"Wu'an Hou, too powerful."

"Wu'an Hou Zhao Xing can completely rush into the top ten of the venerable geniuses of the ancient times!"

"It's incredible that such a person has stayed at the Venerable level for so long!" Zen Xin howled excitedly.

The strong are already admired, not to mention that the powerful Wuhou standing in front of them is such a powerful Wuhou.

"Top ten?" Shen Zhui nodded.

Although it is only the top ten, in ancient times, there were so many evil geniuses. The top ten in an era were already extremely terrifying.

After all, it is rare to see the Venerable fighting against the True God in any era, not to mention that in this situation, the strength shown by Wu'an Hou is much stronger than that of the Cangjin King.

"Oh my God...why is Cang Jin King..."

"Marquis Wu'an, it's so terrifying..."

"This, this...even King Cang Jin can't suppress Zhao Xing?"

The morale of the Great Zhou Dynasty was extremely excited, and the excitement that the sectarian alliance, the arrival of the Cangjin King broke the law and turned into a terrifying howl instantly.

The collapse spread almost instantly, dispersing in all directions, and more often they fled directly to the Hall of Judgment.

The critical land has an invisible barrier, which is arranged by the powerful forces of the two sides, using their luck as the pillar to cover the entire critical land, turning this place into a battlefield.

This is a guarantee that the true gods cannot participate in the battle between the Venerables.

But as the luck moves horizontally, this layer of law barrier becomes weak.

The sect alliance has been planning for a long time and has been ready to let many powerful people such as Tianjue sacrifice their lives, and at the same time, it will disperse some of its luck independently, and strive to allow some of its divine power to descend on the critical land.

If there were any evil genius in the Great Zhou battle, the Cangjin King would kill him.

If not, it would kill the venerables of Dazhou and slaughter them with the power of the true god... It would be possible to kill more than half of the venerables of Dazhou in a short period of time!

As the saying goes, if you can't get it yourself, you'd rather destroy it than let the enemy get it!

Once successful, even if the Great Zhou wins, the luck you gain will be extremely weak. Even because the Venerable Genius is losing heavy losses, it will lose luck, which will affect the next few hundred years. It will no longer be able to use troops to the Nine Nether Realm Realm.

This is the final plan of the sectarian alliance.

Both sides suffered losses!

In exchange for hundreds of years of peace!

However, so far, it has been half the failure.

Because King Cang Jin descended two forces, Shen Zhui had been stopped by Marquis Wu'an.

And it seems that the power of Cangjin King's soul cannot escape.

Three souls and seven spirits. If the three souls are cut off by Wu'an Hou, the Cangjin King might be in danger of falling!

The entire sectarian alliance is filled with an atmosphere of mourning. Every true god is an extremely precious existence to them. It is worth everyone to fight for it! Now, if the Cangjin King falls in the war, it will be a huge blow to the entire sectarian world.

The Nine Nether Realm is not as vast as the Great Zhou territory and resources, and their number is far less than that of the imperial court. If we want to give birth to a new true god, we don’t know how long it will take to go!

"not good!"

"Master is in danger!"

Shen Zhui suddenly felt a little shocked. He just discovered that the same aura of Cangjin King was not only on the north side of the critical land, but also on the south side, and there was also a force. And that position was where his master Lu Yuanwei was.

"Mr. Marquis, Master is in danger!" Shen Zhui yelled.

Without thinking, if King Cang Jin was willing to target him, then the equally outstanding Lu Yuanwei would of course be one of his goals.

I have the protection of Wu'an Hou's divine mind division body, what about the master?

Wu'an Hou did not reply.

A trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly his big hand grabbed the Xuxu in front of him. The scarred King Cang Jin was as turbulent as water waves, as if isolated from the surrounding space.

A strange force was emitted from this isolated space, and a trace of blood mist appeared on the body of the Cangjin King, which tended to retreat back to the original state.

"Okay! Marquis Wu'an, you are really just a venerable, hahaha, I see how many of your clones can save!"

The Cangjin King roared, and a stream of black and red mist burst out from his body. The mysterious power of the law completely distorted the surrounding space and fought against Wu'an Hou's suppression.

Seeing that the two of them had a bigger battle, they wanted to come to their own side, Chen Zhui couldn't help but retreat quickly.

Looking back, Chen Zhui quickly rushed towards Lu Yuanwei.

And on the other side...

The Cangjin King descended on Shen Zhui and Lu Yuanwei at the same time. Even after the arrival, the power condensed on Lu Yuanwei was stronger and faster.

The entire battlefield, due to the participation of the True God, became a mess, and auras disappeared rapidly. Among them were the people from the Great Zhou and the people from the sectarian alliance.

"Tianzhu Sword!" The Tianzhu Sword condensed again above Lu Yuanwei's head, but above his head, the phantom of the Tianzhu Sword was shaking, as if it was difficult to form.

After all, Lu Yuanwei is only the sixth level of the Venerable. It is already the limit to use this powerful force that exceeds himself. It is very difficult to do it again for the second time.

"Puff~" A mouthful of blood was spitting out, and Lu Yuanwei seemed to have become more than a teenager in an instant, and the golden sword finally condensed and slashed towards the second blood-colored figure of King Cangjin.

In front of him, a familiar corpse had already fallen, and it was the Blue Ocean...

In order to buy time for Lu Yuanwei, the younger brother of the Divine Sword Martial, had just put down his obsession and broke through the ninth level of the Supreme Master, and stood in front of Lu Yuanwei with all his life.

However, the gap between the two sides is too big. Even if you use all your strength, the time Blue Ocean has gained is only one second.

"Die!!" There was a hint of madness in King Cang Jin's eyes.

As long as they can kill Lu Yuanwei, the two souls can immediately be combined into one to fight against Wu'an Hou. Maybe they can escape safely.

As the blood-colored silk thread spread in the void, it appeared above the golden sword in the blink of an eye, and there was no barrier in the middle...

"No!" The three-color rays of light behind Chen Zhui were rushing wildly, and the secret technique of penetrating the air of the Five Elements has been used to the extreme, but it is still too far from north to south.

It was too late to be able to get this distance, and Chen Zhui had never considered it at all. Even if he had gone through it, how could he stop it?

"Shit squirt ~" The blood-colored silk thread entangled the golden battle, and the filthy aura made the golden sword dusty. After shaking for a second, it immediately dissipated.

Lu Yuanwei, who could no longer support his hair, had gray hair, and his whole body fell from the air, and was crushed to the earth by the power of the true god, and was deeply trapped on the surface.

The silk thread continued downwards at an extremely fast speed.

"Swish~" A golden light appeared out of thin air from behind Lu Yuanwei, crossing his position just now, facing the blood-colored silk thread.

Tianshu Dragon Pattern Golden Sword!

"Hmph, I actually came to die! I happened to send you master and disciple on the way!" King Cang Jin shattered the Tianshu dragon-patterned golden sword in one fell swoop, and half of the silk thread spread towards Chen Zhui.

"Chen Zhui, run!" The Demon Eye Venerable widened his eyes.

"Go away!" Venerable Ruoshui also roared.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chen Zhui's approach is completely a death sentence.

However, Chen Zhui completely abandoned the external information in his heart, and there was only one thought in his eyes.

Block those deadly blood-colored threads!

Even if he can't do anything, he can't watch his master die!

Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers.

He pursues the world without fear of heaven and earth, nor respects any bullshit king.

When preaching and teaching, Lu Yuanwei saved him many times. In Shen Zhui's heart, he already regarded Lu Yuanwei as a relative and was one of the people he valued the most in the world!

"Stop it for me!" The golden sword was broken, but Chen Zhui immediately condensed a golden sword again, trying to cut the blood-colored silk thread.
To be continued...