The expression of the man in white finally changed from calm to alert at this moment.
He felt threatened!!!
Strong threat! Strong oppression!
The aura that appeared in that crack was not just one, but a total of thirteen.
In the distance, Han Xiangzi, Zejin Tianzun and others were all frightened, trembling, and wanted to surrender.
What kind of momentum is it? Can it make the most powerful people in the world willing to surrender?
"Martial Ancestor... In this great world, only Martial Ancestor... can compare with these auras... what kind of existence is it? And it's thirteen..."
Han Xiangzi's pupils shrank sharply. Thirteen beings who were no weaker than the Martial Ancestor actually appeared in this world.
You must know that Martial Ancestor is an existence at the second level of the Sky Realm. At this level, even in the previous great world, there were only as few as stars. Even in the Immortal Court controlled by the Immortal Lord, there are not more than one hand under his command.
However, there are thirteen auras of this level appearing here.
This is so incredible that it is unbelievable.
At the peak of Extreme Resentment, it was only equivalent to the second level of the Sky Realm. Although it was almost invincible in this realm, when it met the Thirteen Lords head-on, it did not dare to confront them head-on, so it could only run away.
Thirteen deities of the second level of the Sky Realm appear together in this world. It will definitely cause the nine heavens and ten earths to shake.
It's a pity that this is Emperor Linguan. It does not exist in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It is more like an invisible place, created out of nothing, intangible.
Their bodies appeared, tens of feet taller. At the moment they appeared, shocking pressure spread everywhere. In those eyes, there was ferocity, staring at the figure in white outside the crack.
His eyes scanned the sky and the earth, and finally landed on the figure in white clothes.
This look in his eyes was like the light of a sword or the scorching sun. It made people extremely uncomfortable.
"Thirteen deities in the sky..." The man in white stood on the shoulders of the god standing tall on the sky and the earth, looking from a distance.
His expression was stern and guarded. Every strand of his hair moved with the momentum coming from the distance, and his white robe also moved with it.
The monstrous flames are getting thicker and thicker, and the bloodthirst is getting stronger and stronger.
They locked onto that white clothed man, as if the person opposite him was a sworn enemy, a sworn enemy who would never stop fighting.
Once they are born, they will fight to the death.
So, in this battle, who is stronger and who is weaker? Who lives and who dies?
The man in white shook his head and sighed softly.
For his shaking his head, are you about to lose? For this sigh, are you admitting that you are inferior?
Perhaps, some people will think so.
Han Xiangzi, Na Zejin Tianzun, and Lingbao Taoist all thought so.
All around them, there was desolation. No one could see anyone clearly, and they were covered by a haze. It was as if they were trapped in the chaos. Although, they were extremely close.
But no one can see each other clearly or feel each other.
In their eyes, there was only that figure in the distance and the crack that was getting more and more torn.
The moment the ferocious flames came out, there was another roar in the crack. As it roared, a large amount of black gas immediately spurted out from all the cracks. As soon as the black mist appeared, it immediately turned into endless fireworks, bringing with it
With a roar that penetrated the soul, it spread out in all directions and headed straight out of the crack!
In an instant, there was a loud rumbling sound from the crack, like a tremor, making a shocking sound. What followed was the sound of the sky and the earth cracking, and the sky was filled with blood.
The two colors of blood were connected at this moment, with inflammation surging in all directions.
Thirteen figures appeared, each one wearing armor and shining with golden light, making it difficult to look directly at them.
Each figure is only a few dozen feet long. Although it is tall, it is far from being compared with the god standing tall on the sky and the earth.
But the momentum was so great that the body of the god standing tall on the sky was trembling slightly.
Perhaps, it is just one. It is only evenly matched with a god. No matter how bad it is, it is still slightly inferior. How can it make this god who can break the sky tremble?
These are the thirteen statues, the second level of the Sky Realm. They can only appear together in mythology. However, they appeared at this moment.
Thirteen statues in total, how terrifying this must be! This can cause the vastness to roll back, and all living beings to be instantly extinguished, making it impossible for all things to live.
This is really too scary.
"Has anyone... taken that step..."
The man in white's eyes shrank sharply, and he was surprised and shocked when he saw this scene.
That step, which step was that? That was the wrong way, and it became the right way.
But whether it is true or not depends on the subsequent testimony.
Perhaps, the answer to the mystery of the Emperor's arrival is how the wrong path became the right path.
This is the path he is taking now. It is a path with one wrong step and one wrong step at a time.
"This is... the wrong path that those who once were about to take, but were still unable to lift off the dark clouds, were on the wrong path."
"Before, what was shown at this moment was the wrong path. Then, what will be shown in the end? Could it be the right path?" The man in white murmured, his eyes flickering.
He was frightened, frightened, and excited at the same time.
What surprised him was the familiarity with these auras, what scared him was how powerful this wrong path was. What excited him was that he might be able to find the end.
The more difficult the path, the more powerful it must be if it is successful.
If he can succeed on his current path, who in the world can compete with him?
However, it cannot be verified at this moment. What appears at this moment is still the wrong way.
Thirteen figures, their aura is unparalleled. But they are still the wrong way.
"The Art of Gods and Demons...here...why is there the Art of Gods and Demons?"
"The demonic nature has disappeared, and the divine nature has appeared. But why does the divine nature exist when the demonic nature exists? When the divine nature appears, the demonic nature appears."
The man in white felt the strong divinity, but he also felt the strong demonic nature.
This is like a community of gods and demons. But it is different from the community of gods and demons of the man in white. It is chaotic and turbid.
But the man in white is pure. Not the ultimate, but comparable to the extreme. In this world, only the extreme demon can restrain one.
The two have the same origin, but are completely different. What is going on?
"Back then, that group of Mo Chen cultivators once set foot here. As a result, they created an extremely glorious place in the vastness. Presumably, they also encountered the same situation."
The boy in white sighed softly, feeling a little emotional.
These thirteen existences of the second level of the Sky Realm appear at the same time. How many people in this world can stop them?
I'm afraid they were as sparse as the morning stars, or even less. However, among the batch back then, someone was able to win.
"Martial Ancestor...that group of Mo Chen cultivators back then. This is known. But I don't know, how many of those people were able to break through? Can Senior Guan Yuanyu, whom I know, be able to defeat?"
These thirteen statues?”
While the man in white was thinking, there was a roar in the distance. The thirteen generals finally moved.
Just one punch, golden light.
However, what arrived was not eye-catching and brilliant.