Chapter eight hundred and fortieth killing a god is like killing a chicken
Dead?
Just die like this?
The whole place was stunned and silent. The people in Chaoge City looked at the figure standing tall with the moonlight.
How is that possible!
How could this be possible? He even pointed a sacred person to death with just one finger!
That's sacred!
Zixiao, the previous king of the Shang Dynasty, had already achieved the sacred position, was actually killed by the descending god with a split finger. It was easy and effortless!
Incredible!
It's really incredible!
Qin Heng withdrew his fingers and looked down at the people below with a calm expression.
With the help of the sacrificial power of Wu Yi, the king of Shang Dynasty, to correspond to the great way of heaven and earth, Qin Heng put a wisp of his soul into the Liuyue Sword, and then blended with the sacrificial power, so that he could not help.
The supernatural powers forcibly condensed a god-level incarnation!
However, the power to maintain the existence of the incarnation is the sacrificial power of the Shang Dynasty, so this incarnation can exist for a very short time, at most no more than a quarter of an hour.
Therefore, Qin Heng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zixiao and beat him to death.
Next, we will wipe out the divine realm, obtain the origin of this secret realm of time and space imprinting, and refine and control it, and we will be able to further understand the supreme principles!
As long as this success is achieved, Qin Heng will be able to break through the boundaries. Even if he improves his cultivation to the foundation-building stage, it will not affect his understanding of the supreme law!
"How dare you kill my father!" Wu Yi looked at Qin Heng in the sky in disbelief and roared angrily: "Do you really think that no one in this world can do anything to you?"
As he said that, Wu Yi's entire body's aura surged, and a golden light burst out. A roar suddenly sounded in the void. Nine clear lights suddenly burst out from Chaoge City, rising into the sky, and the golden light on Wu Yi's body
Combine with the energy!
Transform into one!
At this moment, it seemed as if the will of all spirits in the world were blessed by Wu Yi, and many strange phenomena were displayed in the nine clear lights.
There are wise men who drilled wood to make fire, there are Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs, there are Huangdi fighting against Chiyou, and there are ancient human races who overcome all obstacles and open up the road ahead. There are glory of people and lights from thousands of families!
Nine tripods!
Everyone present was shocked and their eyes were set at the center of Chaoge City, where there were the magical artifacts of the country, the supreme artifacts created by King Dayu, and the Jiuzhou Ding!
"Oh my God! Wu Yi is crazy!" The Lord of Guanghan looked at Wu Yi in disbelief, his beautiful eyes wide open, and he was extremely shocked.
This is a magical artifact of the country, representing the power of the entire humanity. It is extremely powerful, but it is also related to the foundation of humanity and will not move at will.
Now, Wu Yi actually wants to use the power of the Jiuzhou Cauldron, which is equivalent to blessing the Jiuzhou mountains, rivers, and even all human luck!
Regardless of success or failure, it will consume human fortune and the earthly veins of Jiuzhou Mountains and Rivers, and the energy of the Shang Dynasty will definitely be damaged.
"This is the power of the Nine Cauldrons, the glory of humanity, I see how you want to compete with it!" Wu Yi roared. He was wearing the glory of humanity, the shining Taoist rhyme of sentient beings, raised his hand and grabbed the void, and it actually condensed.
A golden sword that seems to be able to control humanity!
This sword is extremely sharp and earth-shaking. It is perfectly in line with the power of the Jiuzhou Cauldron. It has the momentum of breaking through obstacles and moving forward. It has the Taoist rhyme of killing immortals and gods above and evil demons below!
"die!"
Wu Yi roared angrily, and tried his best to cut out this golden sword light, making the world tremble at it, and everything must surrender, as if everything in the world was about to bow down under this sword!
However, when he came to Qin Heng in front of him, he immediately lost any power. It seemed that a tiger suddenly turned into a cat, and its light dimmed.
Qin Heng raised his palm and pressed it lightly, immediately took the sword light into the palm of his palm, condensed into a golden round bead, emitting light, but there was no murderous intent or power.
Easy, effortless.
He fused Wu Yi into the power of the Jiuzhou Ding and completely resolved the attacks he launched with all his strength.
Crush!
This is a complete crush!
It is not the same level of strength at all, the gap is really too big.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Wu Yi looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, almost wondering if he had an hallucination, "You, how could you be so powerful?"
"I will guide the three emperors of the human race to practice. What is your human power?" Qin Heng shook his head gently and said lightly: "Your purpose is nothing more than to cut off the connection between the Shang Dynasty and the Xuanniao God Clan. Now you
You can open the door to the Xuanniao God Realm."
Qin Heng's achievements were really too high when he was in the fairy world. The three emperors of the human race had asked him about cultivation questions, so Qin Heng had an extremely familiarity with the power of humanity.
"You, are you going to attack the Xuanniao God Realm now?" Wu Yi was stunned when he heard this, looked at Qin Heng in shock, and said, "Why are you going to attack the Xuanniao God Realm?"
In his opinion, Qin Heng had no reason to attack the Xuanniao Divine Realm.
"Open, or I will kill you, and search the soul to obtain the method of opening it?" Qin Heng stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Wu Yi, and said lightly.
"You!" Wu Yi's qi was corrupt and he almost wanted to take action again, but thinking of his ability, his reason still made him endure it. Finally, he took a deep breath, swelled the true energy in his body, and smashed it out into the sky suddenly
One punch.
Boom!
The sky was smashed open, and a very huge circular hole appeared, with a radius of more than ten kilometers, rotating with painted black vortexes, and extremely terrifying pressure penetrated from it.
"Yin Shang? Who gave you the courage to forcefully break the barriers between the divine realm and the human world? Are you looking for death?" A voice full of arrogance and anger came from the vortex.
This tone did not take the Shang Dynasty seriously at all.
"This is the Xuanniao God Clan." Wu Yi pointed to the sky and said to Qin Heng: "I advise you to be prepared. I don't know that there are one or two sacred people in the divine world. Just your own words..."
Thorn!
Wu Yi was interrupted before he could finish his words, but Qin Heng raised his hand and grabbed it. The palm of his palm seemed to merge into the void. In an instant, his palm became seven or eight kilometers in size, and the vortex was directly on the bow of the ship!
Boom boom boom boom!!
After a series of roars, Qin Heng stretched out his palm back from the vortex, but this time he held many dead and even incomplete black birds in his palm.
If you look closely, you should look like more than ten. Judging from the remaining legal pressure on the corpses and the richness of qi and blood, you may be the sacredness of the Xuanniao God Clan!
It's holy!
These are the sacred people of more than ten Xuanniao gods, and they were slapped to death!?
Killing the god is like killing a chicken!
It's so scary, really so scary. What level of strength is this!??
"I killed more than ten chickens, but I didn't hear what you said just now." Qin Heng threw the corpses of these mysterious birds into the distance, looked at Wu Yi again, and said lightly: "Say it again?"