Chapter 208: The King of Ghosts and Gods surrenders
The fighting spirit is soaring to the sky, the sound of war is rolling like thunder, and the tyrannical momentum is like a dragon. The War God Sect has a feeling of being invincible. Just the impact of that aura makes the faces of the disciples of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain become solemn.
"Well come."
"Finally something decent."
Hundreds of martial saint-level disciples from Shenxiao Mountain cheered up one after another.
Swing your sword to the stronger one!
Every person in Xiaoshenxiaoshan must and will uphold this belief.
Because there is a hundred-meter-high sword monument standing in the middle of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, and Lin Xiao personally carved a sentence on it with his sword as a pen.
The weak should not be looked down upon, and the strong should not be afraid. If I hold a sword, I should be fearless, I should be invincible, and I should move forward indomitably!
This is mountain training!
The concepts, beliefs, and words that belong to the inheritance of Xiaoshenxiaoshan contain mysterious truths, which deeply impress those who see them, as if they are directly imprinted in their hearts, minds, and souls, becoming an inspiration.
Even though there are only a few hundred martial saint-level disciples in Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, which is much less than the various religious armies, their combat power is very strong, and they can at least display the strength of ordinary high-ranking martial saints, with sword light.
Spreading, like pouring rain, like thunder shattering the sky, like fire burning the sky, like stars falling, like mountains collapsing...
There are many spiritual-level swordsmanships in Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, each with its own mysteries. Martial Saints often practice these swordsmanships to a very advanced level, and every sword they display contains extraordinary mysteries and power.
However, the number of divine knights of the Ares Cult is much larger than that of other divine sects, and each of them is powerful, better at fighting, and fearless of death. For a time, it was difficult for the disciples of the Little God Xiaoshan to be as good as before.
He was in a tough battle against other divine knights who were so devastated.
"The Sword of the God of War!" A low roar rang out, and terrifying divine power erupted. The huge sword light suddenly rushed up, a hundred meters long, as if cutting off the heaven and earth, it exploded with incomparable astonishing power, and directly slashed towards the little god.
Disciple of the mountain.
"It's the Yuan Shen realm, block it." The face of a young Shenxiaoshan disciple at the peak of the Golden Core realm of martial arts changed drastically, and he immediately roared violently, all his true energy was activated, and there were bursts of roars, the long sword vibrated, and it exploded with all its strength, with a sword of light.
There was a flash, and the sword light rushed away like a wild stream.
The other little martial saints of Shenxiao Mountain also burst out their true energy, slashed their swords across the sky, and the sword light shot through the sky, colliding with the huge sword light.
The sword lights shattered one after another, but the sword lights at the Yuan Shen realm were also continuously weakened and eventually dissipated invisible.
The strength of the Yuanshen realm is very powerful, and it is indeed crushing against the Golden Core realm. However, if hundreds of martial arts Golden Core realms join forces to attack, they can still compete with them. Of course, that refers to the low-level Yuanshen realm. If they reach the
In the middle-level Yuanshen realm, the strength of the condensed divine power sea increases dramatically. Not to mention hundreds of Golden Core realms, even thousands of Golden Core realms are useless.
Unless those in the Golden Core realm are like Lin Xiao, but that is impossible.
The Sword of the God of War!
Another 100-meter-long sword light condensed and struck with astonishing fighting intent and divine power. This time, there were four in total, making it difficult for the disciples of Little God Xiaoshan to resist.
Under that terrifying divine power, the expressions of the disciples of Little God Xiaoshan were extremely solemn, but none of them were afraid and had no intention of surrendering.
"If I hold a sword, I have nothing to fear!" The disciple at the peak of the Golden Core Realm raised his sword and shouted.
"If I hold a sword, I have nothing to fear!" The other disciples of Xiao Shen Xiaoshan raised their swords and shouted, the sound was overwhelming.
"This is the belief that the disciples of Little God Xiaoshan should have." A chuckle sounded, and immediately, a beam of sword light streaked across the sky, like a strong wind blowing across the heaven and earth, sweeping across the four swords in a mighty manner.
The God of War's Sword defeated him and killed him like a broken bamboo.
"It's the Pavilion Master."
"The Pavilion Master is here."
"The power of the pavilion master."
The disciples were startled at first, and then they were overjoyed and excited. There was a sword pavilion in Xiaoshenxiao Mountain. The sword pavilion was the place where the disciples of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain went. The master of the sword pavilion was Yu Jinglue, the eldest disciple of the sword master of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain.
That's right, Yu Jinglue is here again.
His cultivation level has reached the peak of the sixth level, and he is only one step away from the seventh level, but the god refining pills are no longer available, and unless there is a higher level god refining pill that can help him break through to the seventh level as soon as possible, it will be difficult.
, you can only understand and practice on your own.
When the divine army was marching eastward, Yu Jinglue, who had a restless temper, came to kill him directly. He called it a seclusion for too long and stretched his muscles to avoid getting rusty.
"It's Mr. Fengshen."
"Feng Shenjun is here again."
Dao Shenjun and Ao Shenjun looked at each other and noticed that there was an extra word 'and' in their words.
But now that Lord Fengshen is here, the current situation should be stable.
Yu Jinglue waved his sword lightly and fought alone against the five divine grace knights of the Ares Cult. One of the five divine grace knights was surprisingly strong enough to compete with the third-order Yuanshen realm. The other four were all comparable to the second-order Yuanshen realm. Sure enough, they were better than the previous ones.
Every sect must be strong. After all, no matter how powerful the divine grace knights among other sects are, they are only equivalent to the second-order Yuanshen realm and the first-order Yuanshen realm.
A mere low-level Yuanshen realm, no matter how many times more powerful it is, is no match for Yu Jinglue.
But the essence of Yu Jinglue Lang had already penetrated deeply into his bones. He did not kill them immediately. Instead, he only used some strength to deal with them and had a lot of fun. The Dao Shenjun and Ao Shenjun who were sitting in Wu'an County were a little agitated.
I am speechless, but after getting along for a long time, we have become familiar with each other, and we all know what kind of temperament Fengshenjun Yu Jinglue is.
wave!
It’s just a wave!
I don’t want to wave all the time. When my strength is low and I can’t wave, I just struggle. When my strength is almost the same and I feel like I can do it, I can’t stop thinking about wandering.
Waves in the sky, waves on the ground, waves in the air, there is no one like me in the world, I am the most wave.
Waves of light aura rose into the sky, shining in all directions, and another army of the cult was approaching. At a glance, there was a white light. Everyone was wearing armor or robes, white, and there were layers of white brilliance.
, a sacred breath filled the heaven and earth.
The Cult of Light!
The army of the Light Cult has arrived.
Among the dozen or so sects in the Crimson Light Empire, the Guangming Cult ranks first and is the most powerful.
At a glance, one can see that there are over 10,000 divine warriors of the Light God Sect, all of whom are at the martial arts master level, and there are even 500 divine knights at the martial arts golden elixir level, which is even more than those of the War God Sect.
Nearly twice as much, almost five times as much as other divine religions, the difference is very obvious.
At the same time, in the sky above the Guangming Cult, there were twelve figures filled with tyrannical power. Eight of them were wearing white armor and four were wearing white robes. The sacred aura was constantly filling the air. All of them were from the Holy Empire.
Strong sectarian.
Among them, there are four mid-level sacred levels, and the remaining eight are low-level sacred levels. It is undoubtedly a very powerful force. It is also much more powerful than other divine religions. It is worthy of being a famous name in the empire.
The number one sect.
"Hahahaha, you came just in time." Yu Jingluo let out a long roar, and his strength exploded. The sword light flew past like the wind, and instantly slashed through those holy-level ones, one by one with one sword, chopping vegetables and melons, killing them all.
"Stop!" The Divine Grace Knight headed by the Light Cult had extremely solemn eyes. He immediately raised his hand and issued an order. The Divine Cult army immediately stopped: "Why do you, the strong men of the dynasty, want to stop our Divine Cult army?"
"What a stupid question." Yu Jing was slightly startled, not expecting that the other party would ask such a childish question.
Why block?
Don’t you feel a little bit nervous about counting?
"Retreat now, and I will spare your life." Yu Jinglue pointed his sword straight ahead, and the tyrannical power of the sword was like a violent wind sweeping through a hurricane, roaring and pushing it away. The astonishing power made the sacred powerhouses of the Guangming Sect tremble.
Shocked.
"Powerful man of the dynasty, you are too arrogant." The Divine Grace Knight of the Light Religion looked coldly: "Nothing can stop the army of the Religion, and nothing can stop the glory of my god from spreading all over the earth."
"Then let's give it a try." Yu Jing smiled slightly, and the power of the sword swept away one after another in an endless stream, invincible, and immediately made the divine grace knights of the Light Religion feel even more pressure.
"Supreme God, your glory shines on the world..." This fifth-level divine knight of divine grace immediately chanted, and the light on his body became stronger and stronger. The other knights of divine grace also had rays of light. Immediately,
I saw the light from those divine grace knights rushing towards the fifth-level divine grace knight, making the aura of the divine grace knight become more powerful, surpassing the fifth level and pushing to the sixth level.
Yu Jinglue's eyes lit up.
…
The Miten Shrine of the East Blade Kingdom has been completely shattered by the unparalleled force. Countless palaces and pavilions were turned into powder. Countless cracks and holes appeared on the ground. Countless frost spread, freezing everything, and there were some holes.
It emits an astonishing aura of darkness and death, and anyone below the Yuan Shen realm who comes close to it will be killed directly.
In the sky, the battle was fierce. The three ghost kings of the Ghost Temple, the Mitian Ghost King, the Snow Queen and the Buried Ghost joined forces to continuously attack Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao was wearing the Mingwang Heavenly Light Armor to protect himself, and he also had the perfect divine crane body.
, the defensive power is unbelievably strong and astonishing. With the natal divine sword Qingming Divine Sky Sword in hand, any sword has extremely terrifying power. With one sword slash, the void is cut and cut as easily as tofu.
The armor on the body of the Ghost God King had already been chopped to pieces by Lin Xiao's sword, leaving a sword mark on his body. The Snow Queen also had a sword mark on her body, with bones visible, and the dark chains of the Burying Ghost had long been cut off.
, the black tombstone on his back was also cut into two pieces by Lin Xiao.
With one against three, Lin Xiao showed extremely tyrannical strength and suppressed the three ghost kings.
The three ghost and god kings tried their best and tried their best, but they were still no match for Lin Xiao and could not cause any harm to Lin Xiao.
"For the last time, surrender or perish." Lin Xiao swept the three ghost kings back with a sweep of his sword, and his cold and stern voice resounded throughout the world.
"Gui Zhan... surrender..." Gui Zhan threw away the broken tombstone in his hand and shouted.