The kings of heaven stared at Shang Ziyan, wanting to know what decision he would make?
The young man in white and the woman in palace attire who just appeared are obviously not easy people to deal with. Even if they are outnumbered, they will probably pay a heavy price in a battle.
The monks from the heaven realm present here are all excellent among men, and they all have the hope of reaching the realm of the great sage. Who is willing to sacrifice his life?
Shang Ziyan saw what they were thinking and knew that some monks in the heaven world were thinking of retreating. He stared at the dwarf in the seven-step holy king realm and said, "Zhuo Man, do you want to pick an opponent first?"
Zhuo Man held a battle axe, licked his thick lips, stared at the Destiny Corpse Emperor, and said with a smile: "I'd better choose that corpse cultivator!"
Immediately, the dwarf named Zhuo Man rushed out and struck the Destiny Corpse Emperor with an axe.
The light of the ax slid from the sky to the ground, forming a waterfall of light, and the holy energy of the entire world was shaking violently.
In the temple, a saint from the Kunlun realm exclaimed: "The power of Qiyao is complete."
Generally speaking, only the Nine-step Holy King can elicit the perfect power of Qiyao.
Although this ax was struck by Zhuo Man after he had accumulated strength for a long time, it was still shocking. From this, it can be seen that he must be a man of unparalleled talent, and his combat power far exceeds that of monks of the same realm.
The Tianming Corpse Emperor's brows deeply condensed. Instead of resisting Zhuo Man's blow, he stepped on a wonderful footwork and jumped, appearing more than ten miles away.
"Boom."
The battle ax struck the ground, and the entire island shook violently.
The earth was divided into two halves, and two thick streams of mud rushed in two different directions with the ground crack as the center.
Ten miles away.
The Heavenly Corpse Emperor put his hands together, and from the blue dragon armor on his body, a huge blue dragon rushed out and collided with the remaining force of the battle ax that was coming towards him.
The heaven and earth shook violently again, and then the remaining power of the cyan dragon and the battle ax dissipated at the same time.
Fortunately, the Destiny Corpse Emperor blocked the remaining force of the battle axe, otherwise the mark left by Zhuoman's ax on the earth would not be more than ten miles long. I am afraid that the ground hundreds of miles away would be separated.
Under the Great Sage, there are not many creatures that can cause such terrible destructive power in the heavenly world.
Seeing Zhuo Man stop the Heavenly Corpse Emperor, Shang Ziyan nodded slightly and said: "Zhuo Man and I will stop them. You must deal with the monks in Kunlun Realm quickly. Of course, you must also be careful.
There are still some troublesome characters in the Kunlun world."
"Leave it to me, they won't be able to make any big waves." Gongzi Yan smiled contemptuously.
Shang Ziyan smiled and said: "If you are willing to take action, you will be sure of it."
Shang Ziyan's figure became blurred, and in the next moment, he appeared opposite the chariot couch of the palace-dressed woman, standing upright and staring at her with admiration, even in the face of the terrifying holy power of the eight nine-step holy kings,
It's also calm and calm.
"Are you the number one inner demon in the Death Temple's "Bounty Ranking List"?" Shang Ziyan asked.
"How can there be any inner demons in the world? Only people who are not firm enough will be possessed by demons."
The woman in palace clothes was a little lazy. She stretched her jade arms slightly and slowly sat upright on the chariot couch. Her slender legs slowly closed together, and her two thighs, as white and delicate as egg whites, were pressed together.
The indescribable tenderness of that movement made even Shang Ziyan's mind feel a little distraught after seeing it.
Shang Ziyan said: "Now I understand why Feng Qiongqi, Lijiang Dragon King, Daoxu and other famous seniors became your slaves. You are really a seducing woman. It's a pity that your methods are not good for me.
useless."
The woman in palace clothes laughed: "You are indeed a little different. It is almost impossible to control your heart. But, can you stop the eight nine-step holy kings by yourself?"
"It may not be unstoppable," Shang Ziyan said.
At this moment, Gongzi Yan, Swift Crow, and a large number of other powerful men from the Heaven Realm rushed into the temple and launched a ferocious attack on the monks from the Kunlun Realm.
The woman in palace clothes glanced in the direction of the temple and said, "Although I don't care about the life and death of the monks in Kunlun Realm, who cares about Zhang Ruochen?"
The chariot couch was placed on the ground, and an old man with flesh wings on his back and a middle-aged man with a dragon on his head rushed out at the same time, rushing towards the temple, preparing to stop the kings of heaven.
Both of them are nine-step holy kings, and their speed is so fast that ordinary holy kings cannot see them at all.
However, Shang Ziyan was faster than them and stood in front of them with his hands behind his back.
The two nine-step holy kings were startled, and then they mobilized the holy energy in their bodies with all their strength, and each made a palm seal of the holy art level.
"Junior, get out of the way."
The treasured armor on Shang Ziyan's body emitted three kinds of dazzling light. His arms seemed to have three rivers flowing, and there were also two palm prints, which collided with the palm prints of the two nine-step saint kings.
"boom!"
The palm power of the three people formed ripple patterns, spreading outward.
The holy robes on the two elder nine-step holy kings swelled up, like two huge balloons, flew backwards and landed near the chariot couch again.
There were three-color light patterns flowing on their faces, and they were unable to move.
After a while, the two of them resolved the three-color light pattern and recovered.
Shang Ziyan's long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind. He strolled towards the chariot and said: "A woman like you who is both beautiful and possesses extraordinary abilities should not be my enemy. We should be friends."
Isn’t it better?”
The eyes of the woman in palace attire were no longer as charming and calm as before.
Obviously, the strength that Shang Ziyan showed just now really shocked her.
He was only at the level of the Seven-step Saint King, but he was able to defeat two Nine-step Saint Kings.
Although Shang Ziyan mobilized the rules of truth, it was still quite remarkable. Any strong person of the older generation would definitely feel fearful when they saw this scene.
The woman in palace clothes took out an ancient mirror and moved her lips to the ancient mirror as if she said something.
Immediately, in addition to the two Nine-Step Saint Kings who were protecting the women in palace attire, the other six Nine-Step Saint Kings rushed out at the same time and attacked Shang Ziyan.
Two of the nine-step saint kings each took out a sacred vessel with seven radiances and ten thousand patterns, and continuously poured holy energy into it. Suddenly, layers of holy power light waves appeared on the sacred vessel.
Obviously, they wanted to inspire the power of Qiyao Perfection and kill Shang Ziyan.
Of course, even for the Nine-Step Holy King, it is not easy to inspire the perfect power of Qiyao, and it will take a certain amount of time.
The other four nine-step holy kings who attacked were just to buy time for them.
The attack methods used by the four of them are all mid-level holy arts, and they have been practiced to the point of mastering the mysteries.
The claw mark he made became more than ten feet long, triggering countless thunder and lightning.
The force of the palm made the clouds in the sky press down, and the earth was filled with the sound of wind howling.
…
Facing the attacks of the four nine-step saint kings, Shang Ziyan was extremely calm and took off the three red feathers on his crown with his five fingers.
With a wave of his arm, three red feathers flew out.
Then there were three cries that resounded through the sky, and the three red feathers turned into three strange flame birds that were tens of feet long, and they rushed towards the four nine-step holy kings, blocking all their attacks.
"Wow——"
Shang Ziyan flew up from the ground, and a crimson sword appeared in his right hand. Dense golden light patterns appeared on the sword body, releasing a brilliant and thick wave of power towards the two who were urging Qiyao.
The nine-step holy king of the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Weapon slashed down.
Before the sword arrived, a huge wave of fire swept in front of the two of them.
The expressions of the two Nine-Step Saint Kings changed greatly. Each of them spit out a mouthful of holy blood and sprayed it on the two Seven-Glory Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifacts. Then the seventh layer of holy power light waves appeared on the surface of the holy instruments.
Both of them were overjoyed and used all their strength to activate the Seven-Glory and Ten-Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact to strike at Shang Ziyan who was flying in mid-air.
"Boom."
The two powerful forces collided, and the aftermath of the holy energy spread to a hundred miles away, and the illusory formation covering the world seemed to be shattered.
"puff!"
The two nine-step saint kings vomited blood and flew backwards like scarecrows.
Their arms became bloody, with white bones exposed, and there were countless sword marks on their bodies. The two sacred weapons they controlled became dim.
Shang Ziyan walked on the dusty ground with his red sword in hand, approaching the woman in palace clothes step by step, and said: "Now, it's your turn to make a choice! Those who follow me will live, and those who go against me will die."
The woman in palace clothes stood up and stared at Shang Ziyan with an unbelievable look. However, a smile soon appeared: "It's not the time for you to decide my life or death yet."
The woman in palace clothes waved the ancient mirror in her hand, and a thick mist of blood flew out of the mirror and poured into the bodies of the two nine-step holy kings who had previously activated the Seven-Glory and Ten-Thousand-Patterned Sacred Artifact.
Immediately, their arms regenerated blood and flesh, their injuries healed, and they stood up again.
"Boom."
In the distance, four nine-step holy kings smashed three strange flame birds into pieces and turned them into three red feathers, which fell to the ground. The four of them quickly backed up and appeared behind Shang Ziyan, forming a semi-surrounded circle.
Formation.
Shang Ziyan glanced behind him and frowned slightly: "It's really troublesome. However, it's useless for you to contain me. My target is not you at all. In another hour and a half, the monks from Kunlun Realm will
All die."
"What a loud tone, Pindao still doesn't believe it today!"
From the horizon, a mighty purple energy surged in.
The sound just now came from the purple air.
I saw a purple-robed Taoist the size of a fist, carrying a huge humanoid body more than 130 meters high, flying rapidly towards the direction of the temple.
Shang Ziyan could see clearly that the giant held in the hands of the little Taoist was Kun from the giant-eyed robber clan.
Kun was captured?
The wonderful little Taoist threw Kun out and fell to the ground with a loud bang. He was so arrogant that he shouted: "If the juniors in the heaven world don't come out to die, the poor Taoist will kill you all today and step on your feet."