On the top of Zhantian Mountain, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
The Mingguang Bamboo shone brightly, and the crystal light rain was like little sparks of fire, gathering on Su Qinian. Su Qinian glanced at the mountain of Mingguang Bamboo, and through these floating sparks, he seemed to see the former
A palace as bright as the sun.
"Whether it's a temptation or a divine calamity, from the day the God of Pregnancy was established, I've been prepared to spend my entire life facing it all. If I don't die, the fireworks in the world will last forever, and the false gods in the heavens will sleep and eat.
Uneasy."
Su Qinian smiled, his tone was light, but in his eyes, it was like two sparks of fire exploded, with the potential to set the whole world ablaze.
Divine Master Zhenyuan and Divine Master Tianmo looked at each other, neither of them spoke, but they knew very well that the next heaven, and even the entire heaven, would not be peaceful. This era may usher in an unprecedented drastic change.
Perhaps he was stirred by his thoughts, and Su Qinian suddenly raised his head: "It's coming."
Gui Zhouyue and the others suddenly showed serious expressions, their eyes were extremely bright, especially Ji Ming. Compared with the seven Gui Zhouyue people, he was still far behind, but being able to witness a mythical catastrophe would be a good thing for him in the future.
Fighting in the arena of the sons of gods will have inestimable benefits.
"Mythical calamity, I haven't seen it for a long time."
God Lord Tianmo exclaimed, although the natural disaster has not really come yet, the sky above Zhantian Mountain has become gloomy, and there is an extremely depressing atmosphere, covering the entire Tianshan Mountain.
In all directions of the Zhantian Mountain, large areas of war blood revived on the Tianshan Mountains. They were the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Tribes, and even the blood descendants of the nine great gods and goddesses. They took off in the air at the first time. Obviously, they were worried about the disappearance of Su Qinian's mythical calamity.
, they had been prepared, but they did not get too close, because even if the mythical catastrophe was not as good as the ninety-ninth catastrophe of the Supreme God Lord's promotion, it was usually not far behind. Unless the Supreme God Lord came too close, it would only affect Chiyu.
"The momentum seems a bit big."
Ji Zhenyu looked up, a little stunned. Although the mythical catastrophe has not yet taken shape, the entire Zhantian Mountain has been enveloped by the aura of the catastrophe. How big is a Tianshan Mountain? The most powerful catastrophe recorded in the mythical secret history may only affect such a large area.
category.
When one thinks that the six levels of the Great Aperture of the Divine Treasure and the mythical realm are equivalent to the two levels of mythical heavenly walls being broken, it is reasonable to have such momentum. Even so, Gui Zhouyue and the others are still under the supreme aura of Lord Tianmo.
Coerced by the opportunity, he retreated outside Zhantian Mountain and fell into the catastrophe of a young myth. Unless he was sure to break up the catastrophe, it would be no different than seeking death.
Deep in heaven.
This is a deserted sword tomb. There are broken swords everywhere, some with only half of the hilt left, and they are thrown here in a disorderly manner. Looking at it, it looks like a sea of swords, but it lacks sharp edges and is dull.
The vitality of the vicissitudes of time is so strong here that it cannot be dissipated. It seems to be telling the world that more than one glorious period is buried here.
At this moment, among a pile of broken swords, a slightly slovenly young man in white robes, carrying a stone jar, stood up drunkenly. He looked like he had slender eyebrows, and his black hair was spread wantonly on his shoulders. His eyes were blurred, as if he was still alive.
He didn't look like he was awake, and murmured: "This weather is so exciting!"
There is also a quiet spring pool. A young monk in a bright yellow robe is holding his head with one hand, like a sleeping arhat, lying on the surface of the pool. A dragon fish floats quietly under him, lifting his body.
The spiritual light is one after another, like a nine-color rainbow, rippling on the spring pool like a tide, washing on the shore, arousing the low and gentle Sanskrit singing.
At a certain moment, the little monk's ears twitched, and one of his sleepy eyes was half-opened, as if he was looking into the distance, and soon closed again. He smashed his mouth, and crystal bubbles appeared and died in his nostrils.
Battle on the top of Tianshan Mountain.
Su Qichang stood tall and looked at the mythical calamity that was accumulating above his head. In the thick black clouds, it seemed that there were creatures living on top of them. Amidst the flashes of thunder, there was a dull roar, which sounded directly in his ancestral aperture divine court.
, this heavenly tribulation has not yet begun, but it has already begun to frighten and shake his spiritual will.
As early as in the long river of time and space, he had a premonition that his own mythical catastrophe was probably unusual. In addition, the supreme gods of all tribes gathered together. For the sake of safety, he did not rush through the tribulation. Now it seems that
Indeed, even though he was stronger than he was now, he still felt faintly like a thorn in his back. It was the aura of doom locked on him. Even if he stirred up the physical heavens again, it could not be postponed any longer.
Gradually, chaotic rain floated in the dense black clouds of the calamity. The gray chaotic material turned into rain and fell on the top of Zhantian Mountain, hitting the mountain with countless holes the size of eggs, and there was a continuous metallic trembling sound.
That is to say, in the Heavenly Court, if it were outside the Nantian Gate, the sky outside the sky would also be penetrated. These chaotic rainwaters were enough to rival the sharpest heavenly sword. Su Qinian stood still and let the heavy rain fall on him.
Like an eternal piece of sky iron, sparks flew everywhere without leaving even a scratch on the body.
Boom!
The next moment, without any warning, swarms of thunder and lightning, each as thick as a mountain, were densely packed, like a thunderous ocean, submerging the entire top of Zhantian Mountain.
terrible!
Even many god-level powerhouses were startled and turned pale. These lightning bolts were filled with chaos energy and as white as snow. They were thunder and fire condensed to the extreme. Generally speaking, only those who are proficient in thunder techniques can do so.
Only the Supreme God has condensed it. A hair-size strand is enough to split the mountains in the heavens, burn through the void, and evaporate a section of the Yang River in the heavens. The Supreme God generally does not want to be contaminated.
This is not a mythical catastrophe, it seems to be hostile, and it is a decisive blow from the beginning.
hold head high!
Immediately, the torrential and vast roar of the dragon tore open a gap in the chaotic thunder and fire that was enough to make the Supreme God change his face. There was a dazzling fist light, as if echoing the bright light bamboos all over the mountains and plains, a round of red gold sky.
As the sun rises, Su Qinian's original fist seals become more and more magnificent, and after several times of imitating the charm of the True God's Heavenly Kung Fu, the boxing skills have already become superb in the eyes of Gui Zhouyue and others. Compared with half a year ago,
There is no doubt that there have been earth-shaking changes.
It's not that this person is too strong, but that they failed to keep up with his progress. At this moment, Gui Zhouyue and the others couldn't help but start to reflect on themselves, whether they have been too comfortable in these years and lacked the suffering and hardship of the lower world.
It has not yet fully exploited its full potential.
The Supreme Eternal War Blood revived. In the chaotic thunder waterfall, Su Qinian waved his original fist seal. He stretched his arms and stirred up the heavens in his physical body. He fully bloomed the Tao and Dharma. All the Tao were unified. With a roar, he penetrated
The thunderous waterfall exploded with fist light like a celestial sun, and was submerged in the mythical catastrophe. The dense black clouds suddenly seemed to have been torn open by dragon's teeth.
More than that, Su Qinian stepped into the void, filled with supreme energy. He was like a young god of war. He did not wait for the disaster to come, but ascended into the sky. He wanted to enter the mythical disaster.
Woo!
As if the dark wind of hell was blowing down, a wisp of black sword light was like a full moon, splitting from the mythical tribulation, and tearing apart a corner of this powerful mythical tribulation. Outside Zhantian Mountain, Tianmo and Zhenyuan were fighting.
The Great Supreme God Lord was shocked, and then the two Supreme Qi Machines rose up like a sky curtain, especially the Heavenly Mill God Lord. Two ancient stone mills floated out from his eyes, floating up and down in the heavenly mountains, cutting off many powerful people in the Heavenly Court.
or even the eyes of human and divine blood.
Gui Zhouyue and the others seemed to have been possessed, and stood there blankly. The sudden scene in front of them was beyond their previous knowledge. There was no such record in the history of myths and secrets. More importantly...
Is there any way to survive!
clang!
Su Qinian waved his original fist seal and shattered the falling full moon sword light. He also took half a step back and failed to break into the mythical calamity immediately. He glanced at the shallow white marks on the edge of his fist.
, there is an unprecedented breath of the supreme source of death lingering, so pure that it is like...the arrival of the God of Death.
Then, looking at the corner of Tianjie that was split open by the light of the sword, it was as strong as Su Qinian, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
He saw a majestic sacred mountain, very much like the one he had seen when he sneaked into the kingdom of the gods. At this moment, on this majestic sacred mountain, there were phantoms of the gods standing high on it, one after another, just like the gods from all eternity.
Gathering, a sacred aura that was more majestic than the sea of heaven, and purer and flawless than the Yang River in the heavens, seemed to be enveloping the entire heavens, and was pressing down on him.
"Mountain of Gods, Shadows of Gods!"
Divine Lord Zhenyuan took a deep breath. Even he, who had given birth to the image of a god, was a little unsure. How could such a disaster happen in the mythical catastrophe? Even the mountains of gods and the phantoms of the gods were reflected.
, is this because he is determined not to let this person survive the mythical catastrophe, and wants to bring him back to his original form, or even kill him on the spot?
"It's not a new god, it's the image of an ancient god!"
God Lord Tianmo stared at the calamity cloud. Outside Zhantian Mountain, there was the sound of the rushing river of destiny. Two heavenly mills were turning. No matter how anxious everyone was, they could not perceive everything on Zhantian Mountain. There was no sound. At this moment, Zhantian Mountain was surrounded by the sky.
The God of Grinding used his overwhelming power to forcibly cut off his involvement with the destiny of this world.
Because it involves too much, it would be okay if we can't get through it. If we get through it, I'm afraid the gods will really end up personally.
On the Zhutian Mountains, many people are looking at each other in confusion at this moment, especially some of the elder God Lords. Even the Lords of the Tianshan Mountains have revived. They know the significance of the Lord Tianmo in Heaven. Now that this person has taken action, it seems that this mythical catastrophe is really going to happen.
It went beyond expectations, and even the traces of fate had to be erased to prevent them from being caught by the spies from outside the heaven.
At this moment, outside Zhantian Mountain, Gui Zhouyue and the others finally came back to their senses, because they really did not dare to miss any changes in the calamity, but how could the mountains of gods and the phantoms of gods appear? Is it related to the kingdom of gods in the lower realm?
How can we survive this mythical catastrophe? Just looking at it makes me feel boundless despair.