Chapter 40: Towards the depths of the grassland, cut a sword 3
The god looked at Ye Sheng and laughed angrily: "My temple has been passed down for thousands of years and has never been cut off. How dare you, a young kid, make such big claims?"
Ye Sheng ignored him, looked at Zhou Meiren, smiled, and said, "Wait for me, I'll kill two people."
Zhou Meiren's big black eyes were watery, staring at Ye Sheng, and said softly: "Come back safely."
Ye Sheng turned his head, looked at the people in the temple, smiled disdainfully, and said: "The only person who can hurt me is myself, not them."
"Arrogant, today our temple will kill you no matter how high the price is." The Goddess snorted coldly, light bloomed in the palm of his hand, and a scepter emerged, blooming with power.
Great Scepter of Freedom!
This is a magic weapon inherited from the temple. It is very powerful. It has the power of faith in the God of Freedom. Once it breaks out, it can definitely kill the virtual realm.
when!
There was a crisp sound, and the god held a scepter and struck from the air.
Rumble!
Ye Sheng held the sword in both hands and slashed fiercely. A long and powerful sword energy flew down from all kinds of swords in the world, like a sword waterfall.
The temple was penetrated at once, causing the void to tremble, and huge rocks fell to the ground, causing many people to flee in panic.
This kind of fight in the virtual realm is no longer something they can participate in.
"Die, you ruined my good deeds, you will die today." With a cold snort, the God Seat knew that Ye Sheng was weird and terrifying, so he used all his strength, and the Great Freedom Scepter burst out with a milky white light, which was the power of faith.
Burning with raging flames, the sky burned.
Ye Sheng did not retreat, but moved forward, holding the sword of all kinds in the world, and slashed forward.
Zheng!
The sword roared for nine days, and Ye Sheng fully exerted the power of the old man holding the sword. The two minutes were about to end, and he could still unleash one blow.
With this blow, Ye Sheng's Worldly Various Sword erupted into a phantom of hundreds of feet, as thick as a mountain, reaching up to the sky, pressing down like a mountain, hitting the power of faith.
Rumble!
The sound was deafening, like a sea of fire swaying and rolling over, making people's hearts palpitate.
The next moment, Ye Sheng's Worldly Various Swords erupted with a crisp cry, like a phoenix mingling in Qishan, stimulating endless sword energy.
Wow!
The ocean of sword energy poured into all kinds of swords in the world. This magic weapon finally showed its power and wanted to compete with the scepter of freedom.
With the support of the old man carrying the sword, the sword of all kinds can truly show its power. The next second, the sword of all kinds breaks away from Ye Sheng's hand, and with the last bit of power of the old man carrying the sword, it cuts hard.
Click!
This chop fell on the Great Freedom Scepter, which suddenly made the Great Freedom Scepter scream sadly and break directly.
The throne of God looked at it in horror, unable to believe that this was a magic weapon that had been cultivated in the temple for three thousand years and had absorbed the power of faith of countless believers. It was actually chopped into pieces like this?
The strong power of faith overflowed and turned into an ocean of faith, which made the god go crazy with heartache. He opened his big mouth and took a deep sip, sucking it all into his belly like a cow drinking water.
"The great power of heaven!"
The god's throne roared, his eyes were blazing, and he shot out two dazzling rays of light. At this moment, all the forces in the world turned into the laws of Tao, and poured into this blow. An invincible figure emerged and struck with a punch.
Great Isvara!
This is the object of worship in the temple, the God of Freedom, who is very terrifying.
With this punch, the void collapsed, chaos came, and the essence of vegetation, the surge of heavy rain, the glimmer of stars, and the origin of the universe all poured down.
Rumble!
This punch covered Ye Sheng and pressed down hard, trying to kill Ye Sheng completely.
Ye Sheng's face became solemn. He had used up the first layer of restrictions. At this moment, he really only had the innate fifth-layer forces.
"Open the second level!" Ye Sheng's heart was fierce, his eyes flashed, and an invincible aura rose up in his body.
The shadow of the old man holding the sword at his peak appeared behind Ye Sheng.
"Boy, watch out, the sword is not for you." The voice of the old man holding the sword sounded in Ye Sheng's mind, and then Ye Sheng felt as if he was being controlled by someone.
Health, Thirteen Swords!
This sword technique, which has been lost to history, is now being used by the old man holding the sword with the help of Ye Sheng's hands.
The first sword!
Ye Sheng was like a passerby watching indifferently, watching the old man with the sword control his body and perform this sword.
Wow!
This sword slashed out, causing a surge in the void, giving birth to nothingness, and then the God of Freedom encountered this blow.
There was no sound. The God of Freedom was completely annihilated under this sword. He was lifeless and no match.
The next second, the throne was hit.
puff!
The Goddess vomited blood, and his whole body flew backwards, hitting a wall of the temple.
Rumble!
The whole mountain was shaking, and countless people looked on in horror.
The invincible God Throne was defeated, defeated by Ye Sheng's sword, which was simply terrifying.
People from all the major forces in the grassland looked at it and swallowed, unable to believe that this was true.
Is this Changlehou really so powerful?
It was like a dream and an illusion, like dew and reality. At this moment, both the sacred seat and the first seat were injured, and the temple was at a critical stage of life and death.
Boom boom boom!
Under the temple, seven or eight terrifying auras emerged, filling the void and shocking the surroundings.
Virtual Realm!
All are virtual realms!
Ye Sheng's expression changed, so many people?
The throne of God and the leader climbed up and stood together, their breaths weak, but they were not sad, but shouted excitedly: "Ancestors, the temple has suffered a disaster, please come out."
A shout resounded throughout the world, and also brought hope to many people's hearts.
The true power of the temple.
The temple has been passed down for thousands of years. If it only has two virtual realms, it would be too shabby.
Boom, boom, boom!
The earth trembled, and a terrifying aura filled the air, representing the appearance of a virtual realm.
The hidden power of the temple truly appears.
The Goddess laughed loudly: "My temple has been passed down for thousands of years and has never been destroyed. Do you think you can do it today?"
The leader also sneered: "We can't defeat you, but these seniors can work together to kill you."
The auras of one after another are superimposed, and there are thirteen paths, thirteen virtual realms, plus the divine throne and the first seat, there are fifteen.
It’s no wonder that the temple can be passed down in the grassland for a long time. Who dares to offend this power?
People from other major forces were also amazed. This is the background of the old forces. They would not appear at all on weekdays. They would only come out to save the world when there is a disaster.
Zhou Meiren looked at Ye Sheng worriedly, feeling anxious in her heart. Ye Sheng was able to defeat two virtual realms, which was already impressive, but there were still thirteen here.
Ye Sheng turned to look at the worried Zhou Meiren, smiled slightly, and said: "They are just chickens and dogs, they can be broken with a snap of the fingers."
"The arrogant junior."
"While I was waiting to conquer the world, your grandpa was still nursing."
"How dare a fifth-level innate person use the power of the virtual realm to make such big claims?"
"We will kill you like a dog."
Cold voices sounded one after another, coming from these seniors, all of whom were old, and none of them were young people.
The voice of the old man holding the sword sounded in Ye Sheng's ears, full of disdain: "How can a group of losers who are just surviving have the ability to pretend in front of me? Ye Sheng, pick up the sword and kill each one with one sword. I will teach you."