The Fei Kingdom is a large civilized country among the hundreds of thousands of kingdoms in Xinghuantian. It has a population of several billion, many monks, prosperous martial arts, and a magnificent capital city. There are strong men at the Saint King level who sit in the capital.
However, such a powerful country is vulnerable to a small team of the Heavenly Holy Army.
All the cities in the country fell, and the city defense array was taken away.
The walls of the capital city collapsed, and in the magnificent palace, corpses were strewn everywhere, and blood was everywhere.
An immortal saint in the army of heaven, sitting on a golden nine-dragon chair, with unparalleled holy power, suppressed a hundred thousand monks in the capital with the power of one person.
The king, queen, prince, princess, ministers, and generals of the Fei Kingdom all knelt in the hall sadly, some were crying, and some were limp and decadent.
The Holy Kingdom Master sitting in the capital was nailed to the palace wall with a holy spear, and the holy blood gurgled.
This scene is happening in every country.
A squad of a hundred people can easily destroy a country, suppress hundreds of cities, and control the life and death of hundreds of millions of people.
The Immortal Great Sage looked at the horizon and saw the bright beam of light dimming and the world returning to darkness. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Your Xinghuantian gods are about to die!"
This sentence is like the sound of a death knell.
Emotions of despair and fear spread in the hall.
Without the protection of the gods, they will be even more humble in front of these foreign holy realm armies, and will become worse than slaves. Their lives are only in the other's thoughts.
There was a high priest of a certain country who knelt on the ground and worshiped a beautiful statue: "O God! Save your people. Open your eyes and take a look at this land. Alien invasion, the sky is falling and the earth is falling. This is the whole world."
The catastrophe of civilization!”
"Bang!"
The idol was chopped into pieces with a sword, and the high priest's body was cut into two pieces.
With the Goddess City as the center, every country is in scorched earth and people are in panic.
Saint-level battles break out all the time, and even a fireball falling in the aftermath of the holy war can destroy a town. Hundreds of people are instantly turned into ashes, and their lives are more fragile than ants.
With the Goddess City as the center, all the countries on the earth within a million miles radius were destroyed in the divine war. The mountains and rivers were shattered, the red land was in pieces, and the divine fire burned endlessly.
The rules of heaven and earth have been thrown into chaos, and it is difficult to see the breath of life.
The flame beam took the old ghoul and sank into the ground again.
Those evil corpses were trapped in a purple fire divine vine by the magical power exerted by the Mandala Flower God. The vines were densely packed and spread over thousands of miles, flowing with wisps of divine fire, fearless of the aura of death.
The gods in heaven finally calmed down and gathered again at the foot of the goddess's city. Each one of them had a brilliant light, and all kinds of lights and shadows in the divine world appeared above their heads.
The half-broken body of the nine-headed dragon god absorbed the divine energy between heaven and earth, dispelled the dead energy in the body, and regained its vitality. The physical body slowly grew out.
A moment later, nine dragon roars resounded throughout the sky.
The Nine-Headed Dragon God has recovered as before. His divine flames are scorching his eyes and his aura is fierce, but it cannot hide his inner weakness. The injuries he suffered this time will not take tens of thousands of years to recover, and there is no way he can hope to return to his peak condition.
He looked at the broken earth in front of him, and Zhang Ruochen lying in the ashes of the calamity. The lingering fear in his heart gradually dissipated, and he turned into a rage with overwhelming hatred.
"Damn thing!"
The Nine-Headed Dragon God slapped his palm out from the air, and the dragon energy and divine fire condensed, falling towards the weak Zhang Ruochen.
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen's body disappeared and his palm failed.
The third elder of Formation Mie returned from overseas, majestic and sacred. He waved the staff in his hand and cut off the formation inscriptions surrounding Zhang Ruochen. Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen, who had disappeared, reappeared from mid-air and fell rapidly downwards.
"Yu Yao, you can't even save yourself, but you still want to save others?"
"Boom!"
The staff of the third elder of Formation Destruction hit the ground. On the ground, a divine formation spread out and hit the city's protective formation of the Goddess City, forming a powerful and terrifying concussive force.
The city defense formation shook violently, and the light flickered on and off.
Yu Yao was already seriously injured. At this moment, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her delicate body became trembling. An instant later, she stood upright again, like an immortal monument, mobilizing her strong mental power to push the body that fell to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen rescued him and returned to the city.
"Boom!"
There was a loud sound in the sky.
Chi Xingtian broke through the famous sword god's world of swordsmanship, rushed out, and flew straight to the ground, trying to save Zhang Ruochen.
"Where to go?"
Jia Tianxia unfolded the "Asura Hell Map" and derived a hell world filled with bones and bones, pulling Chi Xingtian into it and disappearing into the sky again.
The picture scroll is half imaginary and half real. There are roars inside, and the battle is extremely fierce.
A dark laugh sounded.
The Lord of the Soul World took action to fight off Yu Yao's mental power. Then he took out a cloth bag and released hundreds of billions of wronged souls from the bag. Like a swarm of ants devouring an elephant, they attacked the city guard from various directions.
Array.
Under the attack of the heavenly gods, the city defense formation was soon riddled with holes and on the verge of collapse.
Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground full of black ashes, feeling excruciating pain all over his body. Many places were burned, and white bones were exposed on his arms. However, his spirit and will were immortal, the power of the Buddha's relics remained, and the golden light faded and appeared.
"Master, please let me out. I have entered the divine realm and can be responsible for my own life and death." Ji Fanxin's voice sounded.
The mandala flower god stood on a leaf of the purple fire god vine, suppressing the evil god's corpse. Looking at the bleeding woman standing on the top of the ruined wall, the man lying in a pool of blood, and the brightly shining figures of the gods.
She said: "You have indeed become a god, but I am your master, how can I let you die?"
The voices of Chi Yao and Mu Lingxi sounded, but they were suppressed by the Mandala Flower God. In such a situation, there was only so much she could do.
"Boom!"
Xuan pointed out one by one, his fingers were powerful and dazzling, penetrating the void and shattering the dilapidated city defense formation.
Before the light came, Yu Yao fell from the city wall first.
Under the suppression of the powers of the gods, she struggled to hold up her weak body, and said with a mixture of laughter and hatred: "What's wrong with the Anti-God Clan? Why do you have to kill them all? What's wrong with all the creatures in Xinghuantian? The army is coming to attack them.
How many innocent people died?”
All the ancient gods who knew the events of a hundred thousand years ago remained silent.
However, some new gods who were born after the Middle Ages, not knowing the truth, jumped out and said: "The Nishen clan violates the laws of heaven and ethics, and plans to do treacherous and unethical things. Everyone will kill them if they find them."
Yuyao smiled sarcastically: "Without the rebellion of the Ni God Clan, you would have died in calamity long ago. What is the way of heaven when the so-called laws of heaven are constant? In those days, the great elder traveled around all walks of life carrying the Ni God Monument, and how many gods left words on the monument...
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Xuan Yi's voice drowned out the Yu Yao, interrupted her, and said: "You have lived for so many years, you should understand the principle of putting profit first in all major affairs in the world. Only children can talk about right and wrong. I will wait for this person who has cultivated his level.
, only talking about pros and cons. What the Ni Shen Clan did 300,000 years ago or 100,000 years ago is no longer important! Kill her, fight quickly, and control all the formations of Xinghuantian."
Xuan Yi turned around and left, wanting to rush back overseas.
However, the moment he turned around, he felt an unprecedented sense of terror in his heart, as if the sky had opened its eyes. He looked up to the sky, but could not see anything.
But the feeling that made his hair stand on end even as a killer became increasingly clear.
The Nine-Headed Dragon God walked up to Zhang Ruochen with a ferocious look in his eyes. He had never suffered such a big loss before and said: "Boy, only by devouring your flesh and blood can I quickly recover from my injuries."
"Chi Chi!"
A mutation occurs.
The divine energy between heaven and earth seemed to have condensed into rivers, gathering from all directions and pouring into Zhang Ruochen's body.
With Zhang Ruochen as the center, a huge whirlpool of divine energy appeared.
With the cultivation of the Nine-Headed Dragon God, they were all forced to retreat. Their eyes were shocked as they watched Zhang Ruochen slowly float up in the whirlpool. The injuries on his body healed quickly, his bones grew muscles, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
Xuan Yiyi looked around, his eyes narrowed into slits, shining brightly.
"Who? Who is healing him?"
Pieces of flame dragon scales sprouted from the arms of the Nine-Headed Dragon God, with five fingers forming claws. Wrapped in a large number of regular divine patterns, one claw struck at the divine energy vortex.
"Bang!"
The divine energy counterattacked, the space was shaken, and the nine-headed dragon god was thrown out. The dragon claws were harder than ordinary supreme holy weapons, the scales were broken, and blood flowed.
All the gods in heaven present were awe-inspiring and looked in all directions cautiously.
The third elder of Zhen Mie, who was heading towards Yu Yao, smelled the danger and retreated quickly, his face extremely nervous and serious.
Yu Yao was also surprised. She stared at Zhang Ruochen in the whirlpool for a long time, then looked up to the sky. She vaguely felt that there was a mysterious power that she could not understand, coming from a distant space and continuously converging into Zhang Ruochen's body.
In the whirlpool, Zhang Ruochen's divine power overwhelmed the gods present. Wind and clouds surged above his head, and his eyes were like two divine stars, bright and containing infinite divine essence.
"Zhang Ruochen is my divine envoy. He walks around the heaven and earth on my behalf. How can you and others be able to do that? Today, I grant my divine envoy divine power and promote my divine power."
A beautiful figure in red clothes and white hair appears in the starry sky where Xinghuantian is. The figure is just a phantom light, and only has the upper body, but it is bigger than the big world of Xinghuantian. The stars are like
The pearls adorning her body are twinkling and beautiful.
Her long hair fluttered like white star rivers, and the Xinghuantian Continent in front of her was like a plate shrouded in light and mist, and the gods were like the food on the plate, or like crickets fighting for each other.
Zhang Ruochen's injuries miraculously healed. He flew down from mid-air and punched him down. A Milky Way automatically appeared around him, and the roar of rushing water sounded.
"Boom!"
This punch fell on the Nine-headed Dragon God. The Nine-headed Dragon God was originally a human body, but was knocked back to its original shape and transformed into a dragon. The dragon's body was torn apart, blood spattered thousands of miles, the earth was penetrated, and a dark void appeared.
holes.
Zhang Ruochen stepped on a trembling dragon head, with a tall and majestic posture. He looked at the gods in heaven and said: "Tianma doesn't care about worldly affairs. I am her divine envoy. She gives me divine power to do worldly things on her behalf. Yes.
If you are not convinced, you can take a step forward!"
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The distant starry sky, the edge of the dark abyss.
The Wuqing Sect stood behind Tianmu in red clothes and white hair, looking at the winding Huangquan Galaxy, feeling the power of this legendary woman. At this moment, he deeply realized that reaching the immeasurable realm is not the end of cultivation. What lies ahead
There are higher mountains and farther sky.
All the gods in the universe felt the power of Tianmu, and the whole world boiled like a copper furnace because of her birth.