Chapter seven hundred and sixty eight: unparalleled power
The mountains and rivers fell into a deathly silence.
The world is stained with blood.
The holy blood and light are intertwined and surging, surging like a vast ocean.
but now.
But there was a brief silence.
Everything returned to the ruins. The fist of the ghost body penetrated the holy king's body, blood spattered, and sad sounds faintly appeared in the sky and the earth.
boom!
The Dou Zhan Saint King's eyes were distracted, and the blood all over his body trembled. Then, he was directly driven and punched, hitting the mountain forest, and his life flowed away like a tide.
The crowd was shocked, and the remaining kings from outside the territory were completely in despair.
A holy king.
Fallen!
The battle only lasted for a moment. A holy king was killed and his breath was gone. He rushed out of the realm and fell into the mountains and forests.
"Holy King!"
"That's the Holy King of my Dou Zhan clan!"
A king from outside the territory was crying and roaring loudly, his eyes turned red, and his anger was bluffing.
He felt powerless, leaving only endless anger and hatred.
Buzz!
However, at this time, the nine lunar black holes began to vibrate again. The sky ghosts were in the sky, driving boundless ghosts, purgatory light and thousands of ghost cities, all thundering together, and attacking the Golden Holy Kingdom.
The battle is not over yet, the Golden Holy King is still fighting, wearing golden battle armor and an imperial golden crown on his head.
He controls the Golden Holy Kingdom, his bloodline revives, and he reigns as king between heaven and earth.
"We also have the Golden Holy King!"
"The battle is not over yet, so what can you do even if you are the King of Heaven? Killing the Holy King will still cost you a huge price!"
"The Golden Holy King Wushuang is enough to kill him!"
A king from outside the realm roared, still holding on to hope and rekindling his confidence.
The Holy King is the same as the Heavenly King, they are just two different names. Gui Juechen can kill a Holy King, but he must pay the price.
Failure is only a matter of time!
Many kings from outside the territory are gritting their teeth, enduring the pressure of the ghosts, waiting for the moment when the holy king kills the ghosts.
However.
When the golden light splashed, the Holy Kingdom shook the sky.
The Golden Holy King drove endless magic weapons, rushed into the center of the ghost world, and fought with Gui Juechen's figure. In an instant, his figure flashed. After the last impact, one of his arms was broken, and he fell into the mountains and rivers with golden blood.
.
His long golden hair reached the sky and he roared.
then.
The Golden Holy Kingdom was shocked.
Mountains and rivers collapsed, the world twisted, and in front of everyone's eyes, light soared into the sky. But in the blink of an eye, the Golden Holy Kingdom shattered a void and flew away into the endless distance in an instant.
"Walk!"
The Golden Holy King roared, and his voice echoed throughout the mountains and rivers.
"Gui Juechen, you and I will fight again tomorrow!"
His eyes were downcast, like an emperor, clad in golden holy light, controlling the Supreme Holy Kingdom. His tone was very high-spirited, but his posture was extremely embarrassing.
An arm was broken, and the golden blood couldn't stop flowing.
Escape from the distance.
He left in a hurry, not daring to stop at all.
"Hmph!" The nine lunar black holes converged, the ghosts dispersed, and the figure of Gui Juechen returned, dressed in black, standing in the air, his eyes looked far away, and he was extremely domineering, "If you dare to come, I don't mind killing you.
you!"
He was tall, even majestic.
His eyes moved and fell on the many trembling kings.
"King of Heaven!"
There was an outsider king who was moved and his whole body was trembling.
"We, we don't mean to offend!"
"We just came in the name of the Holy King, we didn't do anything..."
Before he finished speaking, the King of Heaven pointed his finger, and a ray of black light passed by. In an instant, the remaining kings stared wide-eyed, died tragically on the spot, and turned into lonely souls in the mountains and rivers!
He kills decisively, and as a heavenly king, he shows no mercy.
"Let's go back."
Gui Juechen's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he whispered in a deep voice. Only Chu Feng and the Dao Sect Saint were following behind him.
"King of Heaven, are you okay?" The Taoist Saint's eyes moved.
She and Chu Feng walked side by side with the King of Heaven, and within their bodies, streams of vitality passed through quietly.
"fine."
Gui Juechen took a deep look at the two of them and turned his back to everyone. On his chest, there were piercing wounds that almost penetrated into his body. His face was pale. If he hadn't suppressed it with all his strength, he would have spilled blood and painted the earth.
Fight against two holy kings.
He killed one person in reverse and severely injured another. He also paid a huge price while running around one after another.
"Go back first!"
Gui Juechen took a deep breath and led everyone away from the mountains and rivers.
The great changes in the battlefield of Tianjiao were completely ended because of the return of the King of Heaven. However, this battle was too tragic. Four dynasties, endless orthodoxy, countless Tianjiao, monsters, and heroes fell in this mountain and river.
Can never go back.
The same is true for all races outside the territory, and they have suffered a heavy blow.
Son of God, kings.
In the blood-stained world, in the forest of Bone Burial Mountain!
A few hours later, Chu Feng and others returned to Tiangui Pass. The ancient pass was as vast and majestic as ever, but most of the young people coming and going looked tired and had weak breaths.
"After all, it is lack of strength!"
A gleam of determination flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly, even though his mind was slightly shaken.
"In front of Tiangui Pass, there are large tombs standing there, burying some of the past."
"I won't go, Chu Feng, I will leave. I hope that you and I can meet again on the ancient road to ascension in the future!"
The Dao Zong Saint returned to her original appearance, with stunning appearance. The treasure turned into a light armor, covering her graceful figure. Her hair was as long as a waterfall. Her eyes were clear as she said goodbye to Chu Feng.