Chapter 1452 The Temple Of Heavenly God
The index finger and middle finger of his right hand were put together like a sword, and a gap was torn under the violent pressure of the Supreme God. A Taoist robe danced with the wind, and his forward steps were as steady as Mount Tai.
"The fate of the country has been cut, can you still win this battle of origin?" Yuanshi Tianzun said lightly.
As the palm of Yuanshi Tianzun waved down, the golden silk thread instantly cut through the space and collided with the lotus seat under Brahma. All shattered!
Outside the temple, countless dense auras poured down from the Great Summer Court, as if they sensed something strange about their origin, and the sound of cranes rang out from all parts of the Heavenly Court, piercing the sky.
The fine cracks on the surface of the Tianshen Temple gradually became ferocious, the dense ravines tore the top of the temple, and the gravel rolled down the inner battlefield, and was instantly swept into dust by the aftermath of the collision of the two sources.
The origin of the kingdom of God is to maintain the bond between the mythical gods and the believers of all living beings, and it is inextricably linked with the national destiny. Now that the Indian national destiny has been cut by nearly 60%, the origin is also difficult to maintain the original strength, and it has begun to decline. In the evenly matched battle of origin, any slight disadvantage will be infinitely magnified by the battlefield!
As those golden threads hooked into swords, a small crack was gently broken on the surface of the lotus seat below Brahma.
This crack is only the size of the fingernail of the index finger, and it is not noticeable on the entire lotus seat, but it is definitely a great blow to the entire Indian god system!
The original source was broken, and a large amount of power of faith rushed out of the crack. A gap appeared in the originally impregnable Indian god system, like a collapsed ant nest on a thousand-mile long embankment. Dense cracks spread along this initial gap. In an instant, most of the lotus seat was filled!
The eyes of Brahma on all sides opened angrily, and under the sweeping power of the supreme power, small suns containing a terrifying aura were created out of nothingness, but were crushed one by one by the golden flowers all over the sky.
Yuanshi Tianzun stood on the golden flower ocean, holding the sword of the origin of the heaven, and said lightly:
"Brahma... Today, I want you Indian gods, never to return."
boom--! !
With the small sword connected by the golden silk thread, it cut through a corner of the lotus seat, and the cracks all over it burst open inch by inch, bursting into nothingness!
The origin of the Tianshen Temple collapsed.
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Morning South Pass.
God battlefield.
Among the defensive line of the Indian gods surging with divine power, five figures rushed to the forefront, forcibly tore a gap, and gradually approached the deepest female beast with difficulty.
Sun Wukong, Taiyi Daoist, Yuding Daoist, and Guangchengzi teamed up to restrain a large number of Indian gods who came to help. Zhou Ping rushed to the forefront with one sword and one man, trying to fight a bloody path under the siege of the three main gods.
In this counterattack regardless of the cost, the Great Xia gods have killed more than half of the Indian gods, and the Great Xia gods who are still fighting have gradually formed a siege, constantly compressing the space of the remaining Indian gods.
However, these Indian gods seem to have made up their minds to keep the female beast, and there is still a glimmer of hope that by breaking through the Chennan Pass to contain the Great Xia God, they will come back against the wind.
As a crisp cracking sound came from the bodies of the Indian gods, their figures paused slightly, and their faces suddenly became ugly.
They looked back at the [Empty Gate] in the distance. In the surging mist, an ancient temple was gradually falling apart. Two gods rushed out of it and flew towards the sky.
"Their origin is broken."
Seeing this scene, real Taiyi showed joy on his face.
Losing the origin of the kingdom of God, the divine power of all the Indian gods present began to decline, and their realms were also crumbling!
Seeing this, Guang Chengzi seized the opportunity to bite the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the surface of Fantian Seal. The latter turned into a stream of light and directly smashed into the figure of a main god, opening a gap for Zhou Ping!
"Seize the opportunity! They are dying!" Guang Chengzi shouted at Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping quickly avoided the attack of a main god, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He let go of the long sword in his palm, and the surging sword intent blessed the sword, turning into a streak of light and slashing at a main god.
At the same time, he closed his eyes and put his palms on his chest. Under his chest, a glass-like heart was beating vigorously.
As a thin ray of sword energy overflowed from the fingertips, pierced the flesh and lightly pierced the heart, a drop of blood leaked from the glazed heart, glowing with a faint silver light.
The moment this drop of blood appeared, a sword sound resounded from Zhou Ping's body, and the rolling sword energy tore his shirt apart. Under the skin, the long scars like fine lines on the sword body exuded a silver shimmer, and his figure blasted out in the air. A sharp piercing sound pierced through nothingness in an instant, and rushed to the rear of the Indian gods.
His figure flew past in mid-air, and a phantom of a long sword loomed inside his body.
This is the body that carries his sword law, [Dragon Elephant Sword].
When the Dragon Elephant sword came out, it tore open the defense of the last Indian main god in an instant, flying over more than ten kilometers between breaths, during which dense fluctuations of divine power surged wildly, but they were all cut to pieces by the blade of the sword.
Several Indian gods shot at the same time, but none of them could stop the sword, allowing him to rush to the most core female beasts abruptly!
The sword law was originally born for killing gods. The Dragon Elephant Sword carries Zhou Ping's soul and laws, and it is definitely the nemesis of all gods. Only Zhou Ping can break through the last line of defense in such an extreme situation and come to that Around several female beasts.
The Dragon Elephant Sword shook lightly, and an endless wave of sword energy surged out, tearing the nearest female beast into pieces in an instant, and then the body swept an arc in mid-air, piercing through the head of the second female beast .
In the blink of an eye, two female beasts were instantly killed, and half of the beast tide was wiped out directly from the source. Just when Zhou Ping was about to kill the third one, an invisible ripple swayed around him!
Zhou Ping recognized this wave of breath, and every time a god died on the field, this wave of ripples would appear, instantly moving the corpse into the mouth of the female beast, and becoming their nourishment.
The Dragon Elephant Sword quickly reversed its direction and avoided the invisible ripples. The next moment a jade hand stretched out from the ripples, trying to hold the Dragon Elephant sword hilt, but in the end it was empty.
A light sigh came from the ripples.
Just when the jade hand was about to retract the ripples, a woman in a gilded purple-patterned robe stepped out of the nothingness above her head, holding a mirror, facing the direction of the ripples.
"I finally caught you..." Queen Mother Xi narrowed her eyes slightly.
