Chapter seven hundred and sixty nine, the altar of the gods
This is an indescribable power.
It seems that it has transcended the limits of the world.
It gives people a feeling that they cannot compete with at all.
Whether it is the Qingyun Immortal Bell or the most precious treasure of the Ziji Sect, they all seem to be eclipsed in front of this power.
Qingxia and the others were blown away.
Golden thunder continues to fall.
This puts them under tremendous pressure.
"This scepter is a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure." The Heavenly Demon Lord affirmed.
"It's not just that." Dongfang Ping's face was solemn: "This scepter seems to have some special connection with the world, and it can inspire it to the greatest extent."
It is self-evident how powerful the fully activated Tongtian Lingbao is.
Ordinary monks control the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure and can exert at most 30% to 50% of its power.
If Jiang Chen is recognized by Qingyun Immortal Sword, and if he sacrifices it to refine his life magic weapon, he can fully activate it and exert more than 90% of its power.
In other words, this is equivalent to the limit of the mortal world.
But it is limited to Qingyun Immortal Sword.
Other magical weapons that reach the sky do not have such power in his hands.
"This is the price you have to pay for blaspheming the gods." The old man in gold robe held the scepter in his hand piously and humbly: "The gods will give me the power to destroy you."
The ancestor of Yuanhua sneered angrily: "Don't be pretentious, it's just a fusion of spiritual powers, which perfectly activates the power of the Tongtian Lingbao. Why are you pretending? Let me melt your spiritual power."
The Rongyuan Dafa inspired me to the extreme.
The golden light around him began to melt away.
The power of such a terrifying technique is naturally extraordinary, and it has reached the pinnacle of the mortal world.
However, the golden light only melted part of it, offsetting part of the power of heaven.
"What a pity." Qingxia sighed slightly.
If it is the ancestor of Yuanhua at his peak, he is a powerful monk who has crossed the line of ascension. Once he uses the Fusion of Yuan method, it will be enough to dissolve all the energy in the world.
However, he is far from his peak and can only exert 20 to 30% of his strength.
So this is all we can do.
But it also gave everyone enough breathing space.
"Reversal!" The master of Linxian Pavilion used all his strength to activate the chessboard of all phenomena, reversed the yin and yang, and suppressed the golden thunder and lightning.
The old man in golden robe was a little angry: "Kill them."
The five golden-robed men launched the attack without hesitation.
Their strength attributes are almost identical.
The methods used are also very similar.
Logically speaking, such monks would be easy to deal with as long as they figure out their attack patterns, but these golden-robed men can unleash a very powerful force when working together.
The most important thing is that they seem to have a ray of immortal power that makes people feel heart-stopping.
This ray of immortal power has been suppressing everyone.
"It's not good, we have to think of a way." Lin Xi frowned, feeling troubled.
The strength of the Golden Robe organization is too strong.
Even if five combined monks gathered together, they still couldn't defeat it.
You must know that this power is enough to crush a top sect.
This is when Xiao Bailong whispered: "Lin Xi, have you seen that altar?"
"I saw it."
It's hard not to see it.
The entire altar was shrouded in dazzling golden light, like a miracle.
The golden light beam almost pierced the sky.
"Do you still remember what Yu Du'e said?" Xiao Bailong said.
With Xiao Bailong's reminder, Lin Xi quickly recalled,
Yu Du'e said that the source of the power of these golden-robed men is the gods they believe in. It is a power from the outside and is not obtained by their own cultivation.
Maybe they were powerful monks once, but not anymore.
Although Lin Xi sneered at the so-called gods.
But it is obviously the right thing to start from this aspect.
"This altar is the channel for them to communicate." Lin Xi's eyes lit up: "No wonder they hide in the void, they can better communicate with the spirit world here."
He was already determined in his heart.
This altar is the source of the gold-robed man's power.
"Got to destroy it!"
Lin Xi stepped on the cloud steps and turned into a white light.
The sword of hatred!
The invisible light red sword rushed out and pointed directly at the altar.
The expressions of all the people in golden robes changed drastically.
The old man in gold robe even said sternly: "Stop him!"
The men in golden robes rushed towards them one after another, but Lihenjian had already taken action.
Buzz!
The Lihen Sword hit the altar, but it collapsed without causing any damage.
"How can a mortal like you destroy the altar of God?" A man in gold robe shouted: "For blaspheming the gods, you will be sent to purgatory and suppressed for eternity!"
"It's so noisy. If you can, let your god come down and kill me personally. Otherwise, don't make any noise." Lin Xi looked impatient.
This pissed off these golden-robed men.
They wanted to come up and catch Lin Xi.
But Lin Xi hid behind Qingxia.
In the aftermath of a combined-level battle, even if the god-transformation monks get close, they may be torn into pieces and turned into nothingness. Of course, it is difficult for them to get close.
"It's really troublesome. I can't destroy the altar." Lin Xi said in a deep voice, "It should be because I'm not strong enough."
Xiao Bailong said: "Then let me try?"
"No, they are already on guard."
"Let me give it a try." The master of Linxian Pavilion activated the Qingyun Immortal Bell, and a huge sound wave vibrated out, attacking indiscriminately.
The floor tiles on the palace were overturned and shattered.
The vast power spread directly towards the altar.
The men in golden robes hurriedly rushed forward, even blocking the altar with their bodies. The power of Qingyun Immortal Bell directly shattered their bodies and destroyed their souls.
The full force attack of the combined body is not so easy to resist.
But this force hit the altar.
The altar remains intact.
There isn't even a slight disturbance in strength.
The man in golden robe was angry and roaring.
The killing intent reached its peak.
The master of Linxian Pavilion frowned and said: "What kind of material is this? It has no damage at all? It's so strong anyway, why are these lunatics so nervous?"
It was precisely because these golden-robed men were so nervous that they gave them the wrong impression.
I think the altar should be easy to destroy.
But I didn't expect it to be able to directly resist the attacks of the combined monks.
"I'm afraid these lunatics just don't want the altar to be desecrated." Lin Xi became a little anxious: "Now we are in trouble."
This is the home ground of the Golden Robed Man.
You will definitely suffer losses if you fight for a long time.
If I had known, I would have found a way to find more people.
He really underestimated the man in golden robe.
"No, there must be some weaknesses in this altar." The Heavenly Demon Lord affirmed: "There is no absolutely perfect treasure in the world."
No matter how top-notch treasures, techniques, or powerful monks, they still have shortcomings.
The so-called altar of God.
It's just a tool.
Lin Xi tried hard to calm down.
Think about it quickly, what are the weaknesses?
There will definitely be weaknesses.
"These people must destroy the eight magic weapons. Why?" This question flashed through Lin Xi's mind.
Then he seemed to have found some solution, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Could it be that...
Lin Xi immediately closed her eyes and visualized the Jia Long statue.
The next moment.
The deafening roar of the dragon echoed throughout the world.