"Are you the god of this divine realm? Your old soul has exuded an aura of decay. Even if you took the Ancient Tree of Life and lived for ten thousand more years, you have not yet broken through to the quasi-emperor. It seems that you are no longer there.
Another chance." Zhang Wenchang looked at the old god and said.
His understanding is not good enough. He was unable to make progress when he reached the peak of the Great Sage. He has not reached the quasi-emperor state even after ten thousand years of life. This shows the difference in understanding of this god.
Even if this old god is not killed today, he will be killed by the new god in the future.
There is a new god named Qing Yutian who has been unwilling to fail and wants to avenge his grandfather and seize control of this god's domain.
Although Qing Yutian failed more than he accomplished, he died after taking revenge.
Zhang Wenchang's voice spread throughout the entire God's Realm, and all the believers heard these words, with understanding looks on their faces.
Over the years, rumors have been circulating continuously, and some people have long said that the gods are extremely old and are about to die.
The appearance of the blasphemer further reduced his prestige.
Ye Fan has been regarded as the number one demon in the other side of the sacred jade, as the big devil, and is constantly being hunted.
"This is the legendary Zhang Wenchang, his cultivation is so terrifying!"
"What is he doing here? Does he want to snatch treasures from us, a group of saint kings?"
"Is this god okay? Why does it seem to me like this god is timid?"
Whether they are foreign explorers or local indigenous people, they all comment in private.
Those young geniuses who saw Zhang Wenchang for the first time felt heavy because the legends about Zhang Wenchang were almost myths.
Now that they saw Zhang Wenchang, they were even more shocked.
Zhang Wenchang is younger than the rumors, and his cultivation is more advanced than the rumors.
Many young geniuses were immediately heartbroken after seeing Zhang Wenchang. They felt that life was meaningless and they had an urge to commit suicide.
In the eyes of these people, they hope that this god can be powerful enough to kill Zhang Wenchang.
If possible, it is best to die together, so that everyone can safely grab the treasures here.
Zhang Wenchang has no time to pay attention to these malicious speculations. If they dare to speak out, Zhang Wenchang will definitely make his mother unable to recognize this piece of shit.
"You are a blasphemer who has entered our territory."
This old god did not directly answer Zhang Wenchang's question, but instead accused Zhang Wenchang of overstepping the limit.
In this land on the other side, God’s status can be said to be supreme and unquestionable.
It carries the dreams of all living beings. In the eyes of many people, it is omniscient and omnipotent.
"Are you confused, old man, do you dare to talk to me like this?" Zhang Wenchang said, releasing the pressure of the quasi-emperor.
"I give you two choices, one is to surrender to me, the other is to die." Zhang Wenchang said coldly.
Zhang Wenchang came here to seize the dominance of this area, seize the treasures here, and conquer the land on the other side.
This aging and decaying god is very annoying. He must either be converted or die. He has no third choice.
"Bold, you dare to blaspheme our gods!"
"Demon King, this is a big devil from outside the territory!"
"Ask God to use his magic to destroy this extraterrestrial demon."
Zhang Wenchang put all his pressure on the old god, but the believers all became angry and insulted Zhang Wenchang.
These reckless people have never heard of Zhang Wenchang’s reputation.
They are like frogs at the bottom of a well, living in such a humble way that they have no idea how big the outside world is.
In their eyes, the place they are staying in is the land of gods, and gods are omnipotent existences in their eyes, capable of defeating all enemies.
The Spiritual Treasure Formation suddenly appeared, floating above the head of the god, protecting it firmly.
The Lingbao formation diagram exuded extremely imperial power and actually pressed towards Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang snorted coldly: "What a bullshit god, today is the day you die."
He held the ancient ax in his hand and struck directly.
It emits a light as dark as ink, which is really terrifying.
The purple light of the Shenhen Purple Gold Pagoda was bright, and the formation diagram of Lingbao Tianzun was put away with a whoosh.
That god condensed countless powers of faith, and formed one hundred and eight divine rings around his body, which were dazzling.
He was about to use Lingbao Tianzun's formation to attack, but suddenly he felt that the formation disappeared with a whoosh.
Rumble.
The ancient ax struck forward.
The earth-shattering explosion formed a terrifying energy storm and shattered countless stars in the starry sky.
A small piece of this continent was sunk.
At this time, large tunnel patterns emerged one after another, and countless densely packed runes were flying, protecting this continent.
This place is all transformed by the body of Lingbao Tianzun. It is these great emperor patterns that protect this world.
The power of the extreme gods is so terrifying. If they hadn't protected this land, they might have become a continent.
A quasi-emperor level confrontation would be too destructive if it took place on the ground.
Saint-level battles can either take place in a special martial arts arena or duel in outer space.
Otherwise, after a war, I don’t know how many innocent souls will be killed. The impact on the practitioners will be too great. This resentment may be retributive in the future when they practice to overcome tribulations.
The saints and kings who were watching wanted to eat melons here, but they were shocked by the energy storm emitted and vomited blood.
Some people with low cultivation levels were shocked and flew hundreds of miles away.
This extremely powerful old god was chopped into pieces by Zhang Wenchang.
His soul, his immortal platform, and his body were all completely chopped into pieces.
A huge abyss appeared on the ground, and the bloody lake inside was all the blood left by the gods.
When one's cultivation reaches the peak of the Great Sage, the blood in the body is very strong. It is not surprising that the blood of a Great Sage fills a lake.
Zhang Wenchang refined all the blood and refined it into blood essence.
Countless powers of faith gathered by the old god turned into light rain and scattered in all directions.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the many lives born here. At first, he thought that these indigenous people evolved from the body of Lingbao Tianzun after his death.
The principle is the same as that of a whale falling into all living things, it can feed a group of lives.
But when Zhang Wenchang looked at these many indigenous people, he suddenly felt that they were like parasites.
Could it be that the reason why Lingbao Tianzun did not come back to life is because these numerous gods and indigenous people are like parasites, constantly absorbing the charm of the avenue here?
Zhang Wenchang not only killed the old god, but he was also killed with just one move. It was really an aggrieved death.
