The golden holy sword disappeared little by little, but finally blocked Yan Shisan's unmatched black sword light, and when all the strange phenomena disappeared.

Di Wuque said calmly: "Yan Shisan, your killing swordsmanship has not yet been perfected. If you can't pass the level of your state of mind, it will be futile no matter how you make trouble."

Yan Shisan glanced at the white woman in front of him and smiled silently: "Di Wuque, you are really interesting, why don't you dare to fight me in real life? Do you dare to be so unscrupulous when you know that I never kill women?"

Deep in the eyes of Emperor Wuque, there was endless light shining and vaguely looking, it always made people feel unfathomable. He looked up and said, "Since you know your weakness, why should I do this? There will be a battle between you and me sooner or later, but it is not now."

"Your swordsmanship is not yet perfect, and your connection with the Tianbing Sword has just begun. Ask your heart, are you really sure to fight with me with all your strength?"

With deep eyes, endless glory, Di Wuque's words seemed to be able to grasp everyone's hearts.

The powerful strength that makes people wonder how profound it is. He never takes action from beginning to end, but it makes people feel even more stressful.

The woman blocking Yan Shisan's body was constantly dying, and the holy aura scattered out in strides.

The golden light shone between the eyebrows, and the bright will, scattered round by round, and the pool water under the feet gently rippled.

The slender holy god surrounded her up and down, and could block Yan Shisan at any time.

Yan Shisan put his sword back into the sheath, floated gently, and returned to his previous place, soaked his legs cross-legged in the pool water, continuing to absorb the essence of the divine spring, and ignore other things.

The other human warriors couldn't help but look at each other. Even Yan Shisan was told to retreat by Di Wuque. Will they still have a chance?

In the Three Thousand Great Realms, the Gods are in charge of a thousand great worlds, half more than other tribes. Since the fall of the Qing Emperor, the Gods have once again reached their peak in ten thousand years.

This powerful race from outside the domain once again showed its ambitions. It was no longer a day or two to suppress other races in the Kunlun Realm.

An Junxi and others are not names. They have long heard of the name of Di Wuque. This peerless genius of the gods and the strongest son of the Thousand Gods Cultivation in history.

In the younger generation of the gods, they have unparalleled prestige and are the well-deserved leader of the younger generation.

The thirteen warriors of the gods were all geniuses of the gods, but they were not dissatisfied in front of Di Wuque.

Such a scenario is difficult to see in other races. Taking the human race as an example, the Three Saints Sons have a high reputation, but it is still far from being convinced by An Junxi, Shui Lingling and others.

Now that Di Wuque is about to drive them away, he is really at a loss.

Di Wuque glanced at me and said, "Are you still not leaving? Time is limited, don't waste my patience."

Bai Wuxue looked at Di Wuque coldly, and gritted her teeth and left here first. An Junxi shook her head and left helplessly.

Soon except for the Three Saints and Yan Shisan, only Xiao Chen and Shui Lingling were left.

Shui Lingling made a move, and Zi Ling Bow appeared in her left hand, and a fire-red arrow that had never been seen before appeared in her right hand, which was so beautiful.

Di Wuque's expression moved slightly and said, "Shui Lingling, are you going to go against me?"

Shui Lingling chuckled softly and said, "The Gods are amazing. There are not a thousand warriors who have died under my arrows over the years, but there are five hundred. I don't mind being blood-stained once today."

"kill."

Di Wuque said one word coldly, not saying much.

Thirteen warriors of the gods took a neat step upwards, and the golden long sword was unsheathed again, and the giant sword energy was recombined and formed.

The loud chant made the divine patterns circulating on the giant sword energy shoot in immortality and scattered sword energy cut the lake water below in half.

Shui Lingling's face darkened, she pulled the bow and pulled the strings, and the flame will began to rise little by little, and a ball of Xuanyang True Fire wrapped her whole body.

"Senior sister, I'll do it!"

Xiao Chen, who had been closing his eyes tightly and dispersing a faint luster, refused to waste any time in cultivation, opened his eyes and said lightly.

Looking at the giant golden sword energy flying in, the Dragon Sound Art quickly moved in the body, and the Qinglong martial soul in the Dantian jumped out.

It spread quickly inside the chest cavity, and merged with Xiao Chen's true energy to form a blue dragon shadow swimming quickly in the chest cavity.

A huge force slowly accumulates, and the chest seems to explode at any time.

The sea of ​​consciousness was boiling and the mental power was constantly consumed. Xiao Chen roared at the giant golden sword energy flying in.

The surging dragon sound contained Xiao Chen's mental power, forming a vortex that immediately spread out. Bang bang bang bang bang bang, sound waves swept across, and the water surface rose, and waves of shocking water curtains.

The golden sword energy that flew in it, the divine patterns formed by spiritual power on it immediately shattered.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

With a roar, the giant sword energy that caused great headaches for warriors of all races was easily shattered.

The sound of the dragon roar still did not dissipate, and the lingering sound continued, which made the thirteen god warriors feel a headache and couldn't help but take a few big steps back.

"Dragon Sound Art!"

All the warriors of the gods changed their faces and looked at Xiao Chen incredibly, with a hint of horror in their eyes.

Dragon Sound Art, a martial art created by the Qing Emperor himself, brought a heavy blow to the gods, ten thousand years later, it has not been forgotten by the people in the gods.

There is nothing else, because of this martial arts, the trauma that the gods brought to the gods back then was too fatal.

It can be said that this martial arts made the gods in their peak period dare not act rashly in front of the Longmen led by the Qing Emperor.

Di Wuque, who had always been calm, also looked darker and said, "Kill him!"

Thirteen warriors of the gods jumped out first, roared angrily, and endless chants sounded, each of whom used a distant legend to blast towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen smiled coldly and leaped into the air. The worlds all over the world also heard loud chants, but they were praised by the legends that belonged to Xiao Chen himself.

Bang!

The fist lights touched each other, and the three of them collapsed at the touch, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and were directly hit by Xiao Chen's distant legend, which made them flew in a mess.

"How is it possible? He used the martial arts of the gods, but he was even stronger than the gods themselves."

The warriors of all races around were shocked to see this scene, not knowing what was going on.

Di Wuque raised his eyebrows. This white-clothed warrior once again surprised him today.

In a silence, Di Wuque sat cross-legged and suddenly stood up. Bai Wufeng danced by himself, slowly turning into golden one by one.

A powerful aura containing divine power spread out, and the water surface below rotated uncontrollably, forming a terrifying vortex.

Di Wuque actually decided to take action himself, and everyone's expression became solemn. Di Wuque rarely took action over the years.

But every time he takes action, the opponent will be extremely miserable and end up in a very miserable way. Di Wuque's reputation in Kunlun Realm was not something he said with his mouth.

In fact, in this world where strength is the most respected and geniuses emerge in many geniuses, if there is no truly powerful strength, as the confidence, who would have been forced to withdraw by Di Wuque in a few words?

Rumble!

At this moment, the entire Kunlun Mountain began to shake violently, and sounds sounded even louder than thunder in the sky.

Space shakes, the sky shakes, and cracks appear on the ground.

The warriors of all races hung hanging in the air in all directions, and with a bang, without any ability to resist, they fell heavily on the ground.

Such a strange phenomenon is obviously not something that Di Wuque can do, even a master-level martial saint cannot do it.

"What's going on!"

Everyone didn't understand why, and said to themselves in a little horror.

Xiao Chen's heart moved and looked around. Sure enough, the mysterious swordsman Duan Yi's figure went where he went.

The vibration did not last long, but the genius warriors of all races here did not know how much the range of this vibration was affected.

The Tianwu Domain, the Demon Domain, the Ghost Domain, the Divine Domain, the Corpse Domain, and the entire Kunlun Great 6 were all shaken at the same time. The ancient buildings collapsed, the mountains collapsed, and rivers flowed.

The sea of ​​chaotic demons thousands of miles away, the storm waves, the tsunami is like tides, and the islands are rising and falling.

Crossing the barrier of the sky, in the endless starry sky, many stars broke away from their original trajectories, collided together, and terrifying explosions appeared in the universe, forming a terrifying black hole.

In just a short moment, it brought great disasters to Kunlun 6 and this connected starry sky.

"Oh no, someone touched the Stone of Origin!"

On the waist of Kunlun’s main peak, the five emperors of various tribes outside the Guangmen all opened their eyes and looked extremely surprised.

The old man in the green shirt from the Wushen Palace said, "It seems that the geniuses of all races who just entered were mixed in by spies."

"It's impossible. Even the Martial Emperor can swallow the dust from the Divine Spring Pool. With the eyes of the five others, none of the fifty people who just entered have become saints except for the two masters of the God clan." The black-faced old man from the Ghost clan said a little incredible.

The White Martial Emperor of the God clan said in a deep voice: "Although the swallowing array can swallow all things in the world, there may be some strange things that can be restrained. Open the seal again, and go in and take a look to know."

The five martial emperors were not panicked. On the one hand, they had strong confidence in the devouring array, and believed that the brave man had been swallowed without any flesh and blood.

Secondly, this is Kunlun Mountain, with strong people everywhere. The Demon Emperor will not be afraid even when he comes, so how could he be afraid of a person who has not even reached the Martial Saint?

After taking out the holy seal again, the five people began to seal again, opening it layer by layer.
Chapter completed!