Chapter 3950 Destruction Storm

Latest website: The Starry Sky Battlefield is located in the direction of the Huangquan Galaxy. A majestic World Tree stands in the void and is shrouded by countless star-sized throne planets. The divine energy smoke bridge flows among the branches and leaves of the World Tree.

Every leaf is a world.

In these worlds, all the monks of the Yama tribe have received the divine message, looking into the sky, and are ready.

Yan Huanyu, the leader of the Yama clan, stood in the sky above the "Yam Luo Tianwai Tian" at the top of the World Tree, with his arms on his back, manifesting a giant divine body thousands of feet high, his eyes burning like a divine furnace, looking at the dark triangle star field.

Next to him was Meng Naihe, a hidden powerhouse who had only become famous in the universe in recent years.

Meng Naihe is a hunchbacked old man with thinning hair, but the energy in his body that suppresses the brilliance of the stars undoubtedly proves that he is worthy of his huge reputation.

"The divine world has finally revealed a corner of its mysterious veil, but why is it a black hand? It shouldn't be!" Meng Naihe said.

Yan Huanyu said: "It's better to move, because I'm afraid it's hidden all the time. As for why it's a black hand... Darkness and Weirdness should be the most disadvantaged party in the fight between the immortals. The body is not saved. Could it be something else? Are the immortals going to support him?"

"It's possible." Meng Naihe said.

Yan Huanyu said: "What is the purpose of doing this? Is it to fear the monks of today's era, or is it to rebalance the immortality's internal body?"

Meng Naihe said: "I think the latter is more likely! The darkness has moved strangely. No matter what, we must not let his broken body be reunited."

A colorful cloud of light exploded under Yan Huanyu's feet, and the beam of light exploded in all directions, turning into a vast divine sea of ​​colorful clouds billions of miles away.

His spiritual voice resounded throughout the world: "Where are the millions of monks of the Yama tribe? Light up the World Tree and follow me to face the darkness and strangeness. Here, everyone must be prepared to die or burn every drop of blood. , or repel it."

"The gods listened to the order and activated all the foundations of the Yama clan. The dignity and glory of the supreme clan that our ancestors fought for will be defended by our generation."

The World Tree was lit up, crossing space, and descending towards the dark triangle star field.

The Ice Emperor's divine body is hundreds of thousands of miles high. He is walking in the starry sky with a sea of ​​blood beneath his feet. Behind him are countless gods with blood wings. He said: "To face the darkness and strangeness, how can I be without my undead vampire?"

Luo Ji was wearing a dark red battle armor, carrying a long sword with cold light in his hand, and his long hair was as crimson as fire. He said: "The Rakshasa tribe wants to be the first tribe in the hell world, how can you, the Yama tribe, be the only one beautiful?"

Master Yan Xuanbei said: "Although the Shura Star Pillar Realm is broken, the backbone of our Shura clan gods is not broken, and we can still fight."

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

There are tens of thousands of gods from the lower three tribes who are responsible for guarding the starry sky battlefield. Like a swarm of bees returning to their nest, they all rush to the Yama World Tree, and they are all full of fighting spirit.

Not long after, the Yama world tree appeared in a space between the dark triangle star field and the heaven, and met the darkness and strangeness in the Sword Temple.

War is about to break out.

Thousands of magical powers came out at once, drowning the darkness that was coming towards them.

…

Heaven.

In the Donghuang Temple of the Heavenly Palace, the Master of the Palace of Truth stood on the top of the palace and said in a cold voice: "The darkness and strangeness are clearly coming towards the Heavenly Palace, but the hell realm has a foot in it. Who are you looking down on? I would like to ask you gentlemen, are you willing to be deceived by Yama? Is it protected by the World Tree of the clan?”

Bianzhuang God of War has entered the realm of immortality. Standing on the top of the Nandi Temple, holding the canopy bell in his hand, he said: "The Tianhe is lost, and I have committed an unforgivable sin. Sinners have no decision-making power. You decide this matter."

He stared closely at the Lord of the Palace of Truth, undoubtedly expressing his feelings.

Relatively speaking, the Five Elements Temple Master and the Chixia Feixiangu Valley Master were much more stable and did not make an immediate decision.

One is deducing various possibilities in the follow-up, and the other is releasing mental power to explore whether there are uncertain factors within the heaven.

Xuanyuan Lian stood in the central temple, looking at the four heavens one after another, and suggested: "Joining forces with the hell world, we may be able to severely damage the darkness and weirdness. If you are too late, you will lose the opportunity!"

No one responded to her.

Obviously, with her current level of cultivation, she cannot control the will of an immortal and infinitely powerful person.

A loud voice came from outside the Heavenly Palace: "Fight! Why not fight? The Tianhe was taken away, and Heavenly Court lost all its face. The Yama clan even knew that the lost glory needed to be regained. Heavenly Court was once the holy world, the heart of all worlds. Doesn’t the glory of heaven need to be defended?”

Xuanyuan Taizhen's burly and domineering figure walked up the white jade stairs step by step.

The footsteps were heavy, like the sound of war drums.

He wears thick golden armor, with dragon heads hanging on his shoulders. The black cloak on his back is flying like a battle flag, his hair is like immortal needles, and his eyebrows are like the sword that cuts the sky, showing his determination and courage that he would rather be defeated than spared.

"Second uncle!"

Xuanyuan Lian looked happy.

Xuanyuan Taizhen said: "Today's battle has caused hell to fight, and the gods in heaven will never be able to raise their heads in the future. This will be a battle that unites people's hearts, and is a battle that tells all the monks in heaven that we are stronger than the hell world. Fight. I will bear all the consequences."

"The Yama clan dares, and so does the Xuanyuan clan."

Ignoring the attitudes of the Five Elements Temple Master and the Chixia Feixian Valley Master, Xuanyuan Taizhen walked into the central temple and struck the ground heavily with the halberd in his hand.

"boom!"

The mighty and powerful black-yellow divine energy surged out from the central temple and spread among the clouds.

After a moment, the black and yellow divine energy enveloped the entire Heavenly Continent, competing with the light of the God of Punishment.

The Heavenly Continent moved accordingly, the space in the universe shook violently, and the stars in the surrounding star field trembled non-stop.

…

The place where the Kunlun Realm connects with the Santu River is located in the Death God Mountain Range in the Eastern Region, deep in the Death God Tomb Forest.

This is a weak spot in the Kunlun Realm Protector Formation. It is for this reason that the Supreme Lord deliberately set up a divine formation to make up for the loopholes.

Even monks at the Immortal Infinite Level cannot break through the Formation Realm silently.

Once the formation is forcibly broken, the movement caused and the time spent will be enough for the Kunlun Realm's gods to activate the realm-protecting formation and attack it with the power of the whole world.

More than a dozen ancient palace masters who had returned from the Space Temple, including men and women, old and young, and demons, stood on the other side of the lifeless Santu River, looking at the Tomb of the Dead God, as if they were waiting. What.

Their auras have changed greatly, and the corpse aura on their bodies has almost disappeared. Compared with the battle at Buzhou Mountain, their cultivation and combat power have been significantly improved.

"Wow!"

A gap opened in the space.

The seventy-two-pin lotus stepped on the long river of time and appeared in front of them.

More than a dozen ancient palace masters saluted together: "Greetings to the Immortal Envoy!"

"You all entered the Nether Sea and became the Nether Race. Under the training of the power of the Nether Sea, the activity of the spirit substances lost from the corpse has almost returned to the peak state of your life. However, after all, you have returned as remnant souls, and your souls are different from those in your lifetime. Huge. Now is the opportunity to destroy the Kunlun realm and swallow the soul of a realm to strengthen myself."

The Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus stared at the Tomb of the God of Death across the way, with dim eyes, raised his right arm, and pointed forward with one finger.

"Chichi!"

The divine array light curtain appeared on the surface of the Santu River.

With just one blow, the divine formation deployed by the Supreme Being was broken open by the power of space, unable to stop the Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus from taking three breaths.

In the Tomb of the Dead God, Xuanji Sword God and other new gods of the Kunlun Realm, who were guarding the divine formation, all vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa..."

A series of terrifying auras descended directly in front of them, making them unable to move.

Xuanji Sword God's blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, and he pressed his face to the ground, trying hard to see the faces of those who came, but despite all his efforts, he could only see the lower half of their robes.

This made him despair to the extreme, which showed that the cultivation level of those who came before them was no longer higher than theirs.

The Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus, dressed in white, stopped in front of Xuanji Sword God and glanced at him.

Next to him, an ancient palace master with a pair of horns lifted up the Xuanji Sword God. In his eyes, he released two divine soul beams, penetrating his divine sea and divine source.

, search for souls directly.

Xuanji Sword God trembled all over and curled up into a ball.

"Peng!"

After searching for the soul, the ancient palace master with horns left him on the ground like an abandoned sick dog, and said: "Immortal Envoy, you guessed it right. The sword pavilion is indeed in the Kunlun world, and it was refined into the Kunlun world by Huaying. The formation eye of the World Protector Formation is guarded by Princess Xi, the goddess of Wentianjun."

The Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus nodded slightly and said, "Do you also like this little soul?"

Some of the ancient palace masters who were sucking the gods of the Kunlun Realm on the ground looked embarrassed, while others showed cold and cruel smiles.

"The situation here has actually been sensed. Even I couldn't completely cover up the secret. It seems that there are still experts in the Kunlun world. The Kunlun world's protective formation has begun to open. Stop sucking them. Control them. The remaining souls in their bodies let them fly out and explode their divine source." Seventy-two-grade Lotus said.

Xuanji Sword God has recovered from the soul search, curled up on the ground, and said weakly: "You are very strong, you can search our souls, you can destroy the Kunlun world, but you must remember, there will be someone to avenge us... ...You will definitely die ugly...for sure..."

The Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus has left and headed towards the Kunlun Realm.

Why are the words of ants so shocking?

The ancient palace master with horns raised the Xuanji Sword God again and said with a smile: "I have searched your soul and know that you are Zhang Ruochen's master. The person you are talking about is Zhang Ruochen, right? I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Your good apprentice probably won’t survive today. Let’s hit the road together!”

Including the Xuanji Sword God, these gods from the Kunlun Realm flew out of the Death God Mountain Range under the control of more than a dozen ancient palace masters.

Some pierced the sky like shooting stars and flew towards Liang Yi Sect.

Some were punched into space, directly crossed the void, and appeared above the Holy City in the Eastern Region.

…

"boom!"

"boom!"

The divine sources of the gods exploded in different areas, and the destructive storm swept out in an instant.

Ancient cities with a population of one million were reduced to ashes, vibrant mountains collapsed, rivers dried up, and counties were wiped off the ground.

Every moment, at least tens of billions of living beings disappear. The old and the weak, the young, the good, the evil, the saints... everything no longer has any meaning in the face of death.

The Xuanji Sword God flew out of the space and appeared above the Holy City in the Eastern Region. His body was like red-hot iron, with countless cracks appearing.

He only had time to glance down before the divine source exploded.

The entire Kunlun realm has the formation inscriptions left by the Supreme Being. Therefore, even if the divine source explodes, it can only destroy a territory and cannot completely destroy the Eastern Region.

However, after so many years of development of the Zhang family in Kunlun Realm, their descendants have spread all over the Eastern Territory.

The seventy-two-grade lotuses came here to destroy the Zhang family in Kunlun Realm. How could they let any one of them go?

"Destroy the Eastern Region first, then Kunlun."

She flew up, and a shadow of the underworld's ancestor who didn't know how many thousands of miles high appeared behind her, and then stepped down hard.

"Boom!"

The space was shattered, tearing apart the formation inscriptions left by the Supreme Being. The large floor of the Eastern Territory began to collapse, and a destructive storm belonging to the Tianzun level spread in all directions at the speed of light.

It is always easier to destroy than to protect.