There are clear lakes in Yaochi, towering mountains, magnificent waterfalls, quiet bamboo forest paths, and various scenery.
At this time, the sky is full of flowers and rain, and the music of the piano is tinkling, resounding throughout this pure land, peaceful and tranquil.
However, all the monks were sweating coldly and their clothes were wet. Everyone was cold from head to toe, because there was a peerless murderous intention on the Tongtian Platform!
The fallen flowers are colorful, the fragrance is permeated, the pieces are flying, crystal clear, lingering around the God King in white. He gently plucks the strings and plays the truth of heaven and earth, which is the first opening of the universe.
"Bo"
Another ancestor king rushed over and shattered into pieces. The bright blood flowers and the gorgeous red flower rain bloomed with the flavor of life and dispersed with the breeze.
One after another, the sky is filled with crystal clear flowers, a faint fragrance, shining with the brilliance of life, and the white petals are stained with blood and continue to fall.
"Bo"
Another soft sound was heard, hundreds of blood flowers bloomed, and the fourth ancestor king who rushed over exploded, scarlet blood dyed the sky red, and the body was torn apart and fell on the Tongtian Platform.
The picture is magnificent, but it also has a blood-stained style. It blooms in peace and tranquility with a world-shattering edge. The divine king in white plays the divine song, which makes everyone shocked and terrified.
In the blink of an eye, the four ancient kings were shattered into pieces and became a fleeting smoke. How can such lethality and such results not be shocking?
Sitting in the front alone, he seemed to be able to block thousands of troops. Sitting alone in the gate, all the kings could not move, which frightened more than twenty ancient ancestor kings.
The God King in white didn't move, letting the flowers rain. He stared at all the ancestor kings in front of him with deep eyes. The world was very quiet, except for the sound of falling flowers.
Divine Comedy is born!
Not only the human race was shocked, but also all the ancient tribes were startled, and then extremely frightened.
The incompleteness of this song is related to cultivation. It is a manifestation of a state of mind, including an understanding of the Tao and an understanding of the various forms of the world of mortals.
Although the sublimation of the spiritual realm cannot represent all the combat power, it is a manifestation of a monk's strongest potential. If it is fully sublimated, it may one day shine through the world.
The God King in White had a tragic fate. He was lonely for half his life, miserable all his life, and lost his beauty. He had too many regrets. Perhaps it was because of this that he realized the divine music that almost no one has been able to set foot on throughout the ages.
After a long silence, Teng Qing, one of the Four Ancestor Kings, spoke up and sighed: "Very good, the Divine Comedy appeared once in ancient times, and it amazes the past and present. I had never heard of it at that time, but now I am lucky enough to see it. Even though I have just started, I am still amazed.
The heaven and earth are weeping."
With the sound of the music, four ancestor kings were instantly killed. No one was surprised. This was considered a shocking killing song, but it was so peaceful that people didn't know whether to enjoy it or to be trembling with fear.
"He is very powerful, but after all, there is only one person. Please ask the ancient king Tengqing to take action and kill this hero!" From behind, an ancient king spoke.
Others also felt the pressure and asked the four ancient kings to take action together to kill the human saint.
"I'm looking forward to it. You all stand back." Ancient King Tengqing stepped forward, the bronze battle clothes on his body shone with a cold luster. This is a true holy weapon handed down from ancient times, which makes people awe-inspiring.
He moved forward step by step, walking very slowly, with an indifferent expression on his face, and no emotional fluctuations could be seen. There was only an occasional flash of enthusiasm in his eyes, as if he was staring at prey.
"Teng Qing is happy to see his hunting heart and wants to reach a higher realm. Does he want to use the incomplete divine song to overcome the tribulation and achieve his own success?" The ancient king of Taiming said in a deep voice.
"He is playing with fire!" The Ancient King of Blood and Lightning, the only woman, said coldly, holding the red and crystal dragon spear in her hand. She had the strongest murderous intent.
"Qiang"
A beam of light appeared on the hand of Ancient King Ivy, one foot long, and quickly turned into a dragon spear. Its shape was similar to that of the Blood and Lightning Queen, and it was equally breathtaking.
"snort"
When the Blood and Lightning Ancestor King saw him imitating his own weapon, he snorted coldly, said nothing more, and watched quietly from behind.
"You are a rare hero in a lifetime. I hope you won't disappoint me. I haven't had such joy in many years. Even if you put a little pressure on me, it will be fine." The Ancient Bronze King stepped forward with a strange brilliance on his face.
Eager and longing, it seems like you are happy to see a hunter, almost morbid.
"Buzz"
The dragon spear penetrated the void like a streak of bloody lightning and thrust forward. His movements were too fast, like a ball of light shooting out, and he advanced with the dragon spear.
Sonorous sounds were heard endlessly, sparks flew everywhere, traces appeared, all kinds of lights flashed on the Tongtian platform, countless gods rushed out, and the two men clashed fiercely.
The God King moved his hands, and the guqin shot out thousands of strands of light, which turned into streaks of light, collided with the dragon spear, and made a loud sound that spread tens of thousands of miles.
"What a powerful song!"
Ancient King Tengqing was amazed, he held the dragon spear with both hands, and his body turned into a green light, which penetrated forward with all his strength, pointing directly at the God King's forehead, intending to crucify him.
Everyone exclaimed, this shot was so overbearing, it dazzled the sky, no one could open their eyes, it was like it could stab the sun down from the sky, it was so powerful that it was unparalleled.
Beyond the shackles of space, the shackles of time were opened, and the youthful beauty and stunning moment shone for eternity, not even the white-clothed God King's sound and light curtain could be blocked.
The Dragon Spear Wushuang penetrated all obstacles, and a wisp of blood appeared between the eyebrows of the white-clothed God King, which was shocking and dripped down.
"ah……"
The moment the dragon gun light converged, everyone screamed in surprise. Seeing this scene, every human monk's body was cold. Was the God King killed?
The ancient clan was shocked. The ancient king Teng Qing, who was famous throughout the ancient times, was indeed terrifying. His power with a single spear was unparalleled in the world. He was truly worthy of being the king among saints, and he was as majestic as ever in the ancient times.
"Click"
There was a soft sound, and the two fingers stretched out by the God King pinched off the dragon spear. The distance between the spear tip and his eyebrows was less than an inch, and the God King charged forward, but could not get any closer.
"Boom"
The God King in white pressed his left hand on the guqin, and thousands of rays of light shot out, striking at the Ancient King Teng Qing, forcing him to retreat as fast as lightning, avoiding the blow.
"It's so powerful. It didn't let me down. It's worth taking action." Ancestor King Teng Qing said this.
All the Taikoo tribes were frightened, and the human monks were almost exhausted and let out a sigh of relief. The life and death of the white-clothed God King just now really made everyone fearful.
Now, there is only one human saint here, and King Jiang Shen has become their spiritual support and the only saint they can rely on.
The battle belonging to the ancient saints has begun. They fight in the void. This is the use of Tao and the understanding of the principles of heaven and earth. One blow can destroy tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
If the Tongtian Tower had not been carved by the Western Emperor and engraved with the ancient emperor's formation patterns, it would have collapsed and turned into dust. Only such a martial arts arena could withstand their duel.
"King Teng of the Earth!" In the blink of an eye, five hundred rounds had passed. Ancient King Teng Qing roared loudly, and a total of forty-nine dragon spears appeared in all directions, which was countless times more terrifying than before.
The sky is full of gun shadows, and there are divine lights everywhere, like stars shaking in the sky. The world is collapsing, chaos is filling the air, nothing exists anymore, and the front has returned to the beginning of heaven and earth.
"The ancient king Tengqing is indeed terrifying. He is worthy of being the king among saints. He has few rivals in the world." Behind him, some ancient kings exclaimed.
With the exception of Ancestral King Haoyang, Ancestral King Xuedian, and Ancestral King Taiming, everyone else thought that they would not be able to take such a shocking blow, and would definitely die if they faced it.
"bite"
The sound of the piano broke through the chaos, and the Tower of Tongtian reappeared. The God King in white still sat cross-legged there, playing the piano and singing, and the gods burst out one after another. Except for a wisp of blood between his eyebrows, they were still intact.
"What, he's fine!" Everyone was surprised.
"Your power is beyond my expectation." Ancient King Tengqing said calmly, but it was even more frightening. In his hand appeared a phoenix-winged gilt weapon. Although it was not a legendary holy weapon, it was still enough.
It's frightening, like a divine phoenix being imprisoned in your hands.
"kill!"
At this moment, a more intense battle began, and eight hundred rounds passed in the blink of an eye. The two were evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the winner.
"The battle should end!" Ancient King Tengqing roared, and the gilded phoenix wings whined and whined, opening up small worlds one after another, and then collapsed.
This is the power of the world!
Since ancient times, there have been so many ancestors and kings, but those who can reach this realm are as rare as a phoenix. At this time, chaos is surging and surging forward.
"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng"...
The God King in white was playing the harp, no longer peacefully, but instead it was ringing. Every time he plucked the strings, it was like the sound of a sword, resounding through the sky, shooting out rays of terrifying light, and cutting out countless principles.
It can be seen that the divine sound has turned into the light of the beginning, criss-crossing, and the power of attack is heaven-defying!
"ah……"
The Ancient King Tengqing shouted and flew away. The gilded Phoenix Wings in his hand was cut into dozens of pieces and fell to the ground like scrap copper and iron.
"What, has Ancient King Teng Qing been defeated? Why is this Renxiong so powerful?!"
Not to mention all the ancient clans, even the ancient kings were horrified. Teng Qing shocked the ancient years, stamping his feet and moving the clouds in all directions, but at this time, even the weapons were destroyed.
"Qiang"
Teng Qing leapt up, his face was cold, but there was no trace of scars. The bronze suit on his body shone with a cold luster, which was breathtaking.
"I have the Holy Cloth handed down from generation to generation, which is indestructible for thousands of calamities. You will never be able to break it. Let me see how you fight again!" Teng Qing shouted, his whole body was glowing, penetrating the heaven and earth, and then he rotated his fists and waved out the infinite divine rules,
Kill forward.
There are not many handed down saint weapons in the world. In the hands of a mortal, they can exert the power to destroy the world, let alone in the hands of a true saint king!
With this bronze suit, his defense is invincible, making it difficult for outsiders to break through and he can ignore numerous attacks.
Behind him, Ye Fan's heart sank. He summoned Li Tian and was about to sacrifice the Goddess Furnace to the God King, but was stopped by an old blind man who had arrived at his side at some unknown time.
"If you sacrifice it like this, you may not get it into the hands of the God King."
"Your strength has exceeded my expectations time and time again, but everything must come to an end!" Teng Qing's voice was like thunder, and he used his strongest magic, turned into a ray of light, rushed over, and punched away the enemy in front of him.
The light curtain directly hit the forehead bone of the God King.
Everyone exclaimed that a war was about to come to an end!
Many monks in the human race couldn't bear to see it. They were all filled with unwillingness and a sense of powerlessness, anger and helplessness.
"Zheng!"
The last sound of the piano sounded, like a heavenly sword reaching the nine heavens, and then gently cut through, resounding in everyone's heart, and then calmed down.
People saw that the white-robed God King was still floating in the dust, covered by a rain of flowers, sitting there cross-legged, except for a trace of blood between his brows, while the ivy fell to the sky.
"How did you... break through..." With reluctance and a look of shock on his face, he shattered with a "pop" and then turned into fly ash, leaving behind an intact legendary battle suit.