Outside the underground palace, countless powerful auras hit the underground palace, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like countless blue dragons crossing the sky.
The thirteen figures are like eternal gods, with their energy and blood penetrating the heaven and earth and reaching the sky.
Everyone is a Holy Lord-level being, and when they get together, their aura is like a sea pouring down, and they want to overthrow the entire West City.
Countless practitioners in the Holy City have sensed the oppression in the West City. Many people have guessed that the disaster of King Jiang Shen is coming, and some people do not want the King of God to be resurrected!
The monks guarded by the Jiang family outside the underground palace are like sacred furnaces burning with flames, releasing terrifying divine power to protect the underground palace.
However, it was too terrifying for the thirteen Holy Lord monks to appear together. The whole holy city was shaking. They only launched an attack on the underground palace, and most of the nearly a hundred Jiang family monks who were guarding the underground palace were killed.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a roar that was like the collapse of the nine heavens, and the Hengyu Furnace in the underground palace manifested, and the light shot straight into the sky, like a divine phoenix soaring in the nine heavens spread its wings and flew away.
Lines that seemed capable of refining everything in the world loomed around the divine furnace. The avenue of heaven and earth was suppressed at this moment, and the thirteen terrifying figures of the Holy Lord flew away directly at this moment.
The birth of the Ji Dao Saint Soldier seems like the reappearance of the Hengyu Emperor in the past. The supreme divine power is like the raging sea, like thousands of divine rivers flying in the sky. The sun that suppresses thousands of stars becomes dim, and the clouds in the sky are hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Turned into the tiniest and most imperceptible particles.
But soon, a cloud of mist fell from the sky, covering the Hengyu Furnace like flowing water. The imperial power dissipated, and the auras of the thirteen figures once again dominated the sky.
"That is another Jiudao Saint Weapon. There are actually people who are willing to invite the Jiudao Saint Weapon but are not willing to resurrect the God King!" A monk from the Holy City exclaimed, pointing to the West City.
The Jidao Saint Weapon is the weapon of the Emperor's enlightenment. If you want to fight against it, unless there is another Jidao Sacred Weapon, and the power of the Emperor of Hengyu Furnace is hidden, then it is only possible that another Emperor Weapon appears.
"Aren't those people afraid of triggering a war among the ancient families and causing bloodshed in the Eastern Wasteland?" Someone exclaimed with a look of fear on their faces.
"Hmph, that holy weapon has not revealed itself. Obviously, it does not want to be exposed. Who dares to start a war between ancient forces?"
Outside the underground palace, thirteen figures once again released their divine power and hit the underground palace. The void was suddenly shattered. The divine power gathered together and turned into a river that seemed to be able to shake the stars and the moon, rushing towards the countless Jiang family monks outside the underground palace.
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This blow was the full blow of the thirteen holy masters. Even the Dao-killing King from thousands of years ago would not be able to face the attack head-on. If the river were allowed to rush towards the underground palace, the entrance to the underground palace would collapse in an instant.
The monks of the Jiang family stood in front of the entrance to the underground palace. No one flinched, and no one even showed fear.
This is the reason why the ancient family has dominated this starry sky for countless years. When it comes to the dignity of the family, no one of them will back down, and they will even sacrifice their lives without hesitation.
They released an aura that looked back upon death, and the divine rays connected together with their physical bodies to form a high wall.
If you want to prevent the God King from being resurrected, you can only step on their corpses!
However, under the vast river, the high wall seems so weak. Who in this world can stop the combined attack of the thirteen Holy Lords?
Before the river arrived, the divine light outside the high wall was torn to pieces by the terrifying aura, and countless monks fainted directly from the terrifying divine power.
Some good people came to Xicheng, and when they saw the big river rushing towards the underground palace, they suddenly felt complicated thoughts in their hearts.
Those Jiang family monks who built the high wall were unwilling to be able to withstand the river. They must know this truth, but in order to buy a little time for the resurrection of God King Jiang, they were willing to die in exchange.
"It's impossible to stop those people, they are going to attack the Hualong Pond!"
"The powerful force from the Jiang family did not appear. This shows that at the critical moment of the resurrection of the God King, no one can stop him..."
Before the good guy finished speaking, his eyes widened and he stopped talking. In front of the big river, a pair of hands appeared at some point.
Those hands were very beautiful, as if they were carved from the most beautiful white jade in the world. They exuded some kind of magic at this moment, and the river that had gathered together with the full strength of the thirteen holy masters actually stopped in front of it.
The hands moved slightly, as if fanning a candle, and the long river collapsed outside the underground palace.
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Ye Chao put his hands behind his back, and his white clothes swayed along with the wild breath that had not yet dissipated around him. He walked in front of the thirteen holy masters like a banished immortal, and slowly said: "I'm usually too lazy to kill useless people.
Especially useless idiots like you who have no brains and like to be cannon fodder for others. In a word, if you retreat, you can survive as long as you keep your cultivation. If you don't retreat, you will have no choice but to die here."
After several major events that happened in the Eastern Wasteland in recent years, Ye Chao's appearance has long been known to the top forces. The moment he tore the river apart, the thirteen Holy Masters already knew who he was.
Being said to be useless, the thirteen Holy Lords were naturally furious. You must know that in today's oppressive environment of all the ways on earth, who can practice to the Holy Lord, which one is not a generational hero?
A Holy Lord filled with the breath of annihilation walked out, suppressing his anger and said: "You'd better be clear, we are only targeting the Jiang family, and it is better to stay less involved in some things, so as not to bring disaster to yourself."
Ye Chao raised his head and glanced at the changing sky, then looked at the thirteen Holy Masters with ridicule, and said: "Since you are unwilling to retreat, then just die."
As if facing a formidable enemy, the thirteen holy masters quickly cast their secret techniques.
They are Holy Lords, so they naturally know how difficult it is to kill Tao under the starry sky today, and they also know what it means for Ji's eldest son to be able to kill Tao at such a young age. They dare not be careless, or in other words, they are very afraid of death.
A series of complicated Dao patterns appeared in the sky and the earth, the earth was crushed by the vast divine power, and the sky was trembling at this moment.
A torrent countless times more terrifying than before rushed towards Ye Chao. Facing the Ji family, no one dared to be careless and used their strongest means without any reservation.
With such terrifying energy, even the Dao-Slaying King would be suffocated by it.
And Ye Chao is not an ordinary Tao-killing king. Under that devastating catastrophe, he cut off all the shackles that hindered his cultivation, and the actions of the Nine Heavenly Lords were countless times more terrifying than before.
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At a certain moment, he raised his right hand high, and the whole world became silent for an instant. Then, when the sky darkened, a huge black hand appeared on the torrent.
The manic power of the void spread on the giant hand, and the indestructible holy city seemed to tremble because of the giant hand.