The Sanshengmen is as high as nine hundred ninety-nine feet, and the patterns of Buddha are intertwined and the light is burning.

Although the ancient Buddha of Yunqing has already fallen, the vitality of life still flourishes under the gate of Sansheng, and the golden Buddha liquefies like the golden lake and sea. There is a golden leaf bodhi growing on the water surface of the golden lake and sea, all of which are holy trees of Buddha.

Enlightenment under the tree can do more with less.

Prajna, Fengchen Sword God, and Xiaohei are all true gods, but they cannot continue to move forward within a few dozen miles of Sanshengmen.

In front, there is a god-level **** pattern floating, and another golden rule-like **** pattern like a dragon snake circulates between heaven and earth. If you continue to move forward, you will be attacked. They can't bear the power of God.

Prajna stepped on the surface of the liquid Golden Lake and came to the hung tens of meters of ice crystals, feeling a strong cold air.

In the ice, the empty sea surface was gritty and painful, almost curled up.

She reached out a finger and touched the ice.

"Wow!"

A series of black ghost patterns emerged, bursting out of power, bouncing her hands away, and her body going back two steps.

"It's a ghost and a **** of ice! There is a strong spirit of ghosts, everyone be careful, there are ghost race strong people nearby..."

Prajna has just inspired the door of true self.

A finger flew in, punching through the door of the true self and clicking on her vest.

"Boom!"

God's blood spattered.

Prajna flew forward and a shocking blood hole appeared on the back. All defenses were difficult to block the opponent's blow.

At the same time, Feng Chen and Shen Hei were also attacked.

Xiaohei was beaten by a ghost hand and burst into a **** mist.

Feng Chen Sword God was suppressed by a Yin Ding. Even if he released the world of Divine Realm, he could only barely support it. His body was difficult to move and his mouth kept spitting bright red blood.

The Jinju Great God came out from behind a golden leaf bodhi with a diameter of more than ten meters. It was a white-haired ape monkey, seven or eight meters high, with a skull hanging from his robe.

"Jin Ju God!"

Prajna was badly hurt and tough, supporting his body, revealing an incredible look.

The Great God of Jinju is the **** of the impermanent ghost city, the second largest ghost city in the ghost clan. He is a prestigious powerful man, and he is already the best friend of Wu Qingzong, the head of the dark abyss Yan clan.

However, this best friend has betrayed the Wuqing Sect.

Zhang Ruochen's whereabouts was what he told the Nether Palace.

As a result, Zhang Ruochen was repeatedly attacked by the gods of the Hades in the Stars of Life and Death and Santu River.

After the incident, Jinju Great God left the impermanent ghost town and his whereabouts were unknown.

On the face of Jinju Great Ape, there was a pleasant smile: "They all say that the dark abyss is dangerous, but this seat feels that this is a unique and good place. The soul of the sea that has swallowed the sea in the sky is comparable to this seat. Ten years of practice. Outside, if this seat dares to move him, I am afraid that the great **** of the dead race has arrived and will not die with me."

"Here, who knows how he died?"

"The temple of destiny cannot be calculated."

Prajna said: "The great gods, if they want to devour the souls, they can deal with the gods of the heavens, why did they fight the gods of the **** world?"

Jin Ju said with a chuckle: "It's easy to try to catch or kill a true god? Only in an environment like the dark abyss can the true **** escape. In addition, the true **** that kills the heavens is in case. What about God?"

"In the dark abyss, this seat does not need to have these worries at all, because apart from this seat, into the gods of the dark abyss, there is not even one who has passed through the Yuanhui disaster. This seat is the first strongest here, think Anyone who dies must die."

Jin Ju Great God's eyes glanced at Feng Chen Jian Shen, and he was still supporting.

"It's worthy of being the seed of the Shura tribe. It's not a small skill!"

Jin Ju Great God blinked his eyes. In the two pupils, two rays of light flew out, striking the body of Feng Chen, crushing his **** world, and his body became **** and fluttered.

Yin Ding fell with it, striking on Feng Chen Sword God, the flesh completely exploded, leaving only a skeleton.

In front of the great god, any god's body is like sand, which can be easily crushed.

Little black, turned into blood mist and suppressed by ghost hands, said: "I am the son of the ice emperor, the monkey. If you dare to move me, you will die without a burial place."

"Huh! If outside, this seat does not dare to move you. But, in the dark abyss, don't say you are the son of the ice emperor, even if you are the son of the great capital emperor, how could this seat be half afraid?"

Jin Ju Great God walked towards the Blood Mist and said, "Your God's Soul, it's okay, it swallowed you first."

"Wait a minute."

Supported by the stick of destiny, Prajna stood up and secretly refined the ghost gas that invaded his body, saying, "Where did Zhang Ruochen go?"

Jin Ju Great God looked at the Sansheng Gate and said, "Zhang Ruochen has refined the Buddha's relics. Only this gate can let him in. This seat does not want to kill him for the time being, maybe he can bring more treasures to this seat from inside. ."

"I have another question."

In order to delay the time, Prajna said: "Did you spread the news that Zhang Ruochen was about to enter the dark abyss?"

"Haha! Your Goddess is really brilliant."

The great God Jin Ju exclaimed, his face sullen, and said, "Yes! Without this news, how could you young new gods enter the dark abyss obediently?"

"Uh!"

Just as the Jinju Great God smiled, Chi Yao's figure flew out of the body like a lightning bolt, knocking out a clay bottle.

"Close!"

The clay bottle hung in the air, and hundreds of millions of words flew out of the bottle, winding the Jinju Great God and pulling it into the bottle.

This bottle is a cultural bottle refined by the third Confucian ancestor.

Even if it was based on the cultivation of the Jinju Great God, he fell into a parcel of text and still had to go all out to fight. A little careless, I am afraid it will be included in the bottle.

"Sword out!"

Chi Yao's arms spread, and six swords flew out of his eyebrows.

It is a real sword, an artifact-level sword.

The Excalibur came out, and the world was shaken by the might of the golden water.

"Boom!"

The ghost hand, which was under the pressure of the blood mist, was penetrated by one of the swords, exploded, and turned into a ghostly cloud.

Without the suppression, the blood mist contracted quickly and spun rapidly, condensing into a little black body. It was full of anger and screamed and turned into an undead bird. A pair of flame wings spread out and said, "Where are the ice beads of the emperor?"

Chi Yao knocked out the ice cold beads and gave it back.

Another sword, will fly on the Yin Ding that is pressed against the **** of Feng Chen.

After he got rid of the difficulties, the white bone **** body of Fengchen Sword God stood up slowly, condensed the scattered blood mist around him, and turned it into flesh and skin.

One of the divine swords flew into the hands of Feng Chen.

"Sword fifteen!"

Feng Chen Jian Shen and Shen Jian merged into one. Between heaven and earth, an endless amount of sword gas appeared, which turned into a thousands of miles of river and flew straight to the Jinju Great God.

God is divided into three realms:

Make up the heaven, the real world, the infinite world.

The lower god, the middle god, and the upper **** all refer to the gods who make up the heaven.

The so-called "great god" refers to a **** who has surpassed the higher **** and reached the true reality. Almost all of these characters have survived the tribulation of the Yuan Dynasty, and can live for hundreds of thousands of years.

Of course, the great **** also has the strength and weakness.

Jinju Great God has just reached this level soon.

The infinite realm above is the level of "Feng Wang's respect" in the divine realm, which belongs to the general existence of the universe.

The fighting power of Jinju Great God is many times better than that of the median gods such as Chi Yao and Feng Chen Sword God. Even the Confucian literary bottle can't suppress him, and the words are blown out by his spirit.

When Feng Chen, the **** of swords, attacked with a sword, Jinju Great God's mouth made a long roar.

"Roar!"

With the howling, he exhaled.

The dense sword energy collided with the air flowing out of his mouth, canceling each other out.

Sealed by the sword spirit, the speed of Fengchen Sword God and Excalibur is getting slower and slower. After the stabbing half a foot away from the Jinju Great God, the power of the fifteenth sword and the Excalibur are dissolved.

Feng Chen was so shocked that Feng Chen flew out.

"Just because you dare to fight for this seat, it's almost the same as practicing for another 100,000 years."

Although Jin Ju said this, he was shocked in his heart, because the sword of Feng Chen, the **** of swords, had broken the world of his god's realm. He was only half a foot away and could hurt him.

The power of the artifact can be seen how terrifying it is.

"Uh!"

Jinju Great God was a lot more cautious~lightnovelpub.net~ The robe flew out of his body and rolled towards the five-handed sword that Chi Yao shot. However, the robe, which can be called a god's clothes, was easily torn by the five-handed sword and burned to ashes.

Jin Ju's great detective went out, and a dense pattern of regular divine patterns appeared on his palm. He wanted to receive the sword.

However, the power of the Excalibur, far exceeding his estimate, actually slashed his ruled divine pattern and divided his palm into two. Wisps of ghost gas flowed from the broken palm.

The god-level **** body can't carry the sword of the artifact.

At the other end, Feng Chen, the sword **** holding the sword and Xiaohei holding the bead, attacked.

...

When encountering a great god, even the uppermost god, the most rational approach should be to run away immediately.

However, they cannot do this.

Because Zhang Ruochen is still in the Sanshengmen, if they run away, what should Zhang Ruochen do?

"Burn my blood, and it will shine through the sky."

Chi Yao has not been able to take care of that much. He cast a forbidden technique, burned the blood within his body, fluttered his graceful body, and the heavens appeared on his head, and the explosive power of the explosion was rising.

The five-handed swords were flying around her, and the power of the artifact became stronger and stronger.

Three hundred miles away.

The sea water hit Tsing Yi, standing on a branch of a golden leaf bodhi, with one hand pinching the Buddha's seal, one hand behind his back, looking peacefully at the distant gods fighting.

The powerful Shenjin wave flew past her constantly, but could not have any effect on her.

She smiled and said to herself: "They all say that there are countless treasures on Zhang Ruochen's body, but Chi Yao's treasures seem to be more, and they are still artifacts. If the six-handed sword is in my hands..."

Because of the emergence of artifacts, this war god, which had no suspense, became extremely fierce. In a short period of time, it was difficult to win or lose.

However, Seawater did not seem to be very interested in this magical war. A pair of clear eyes looked toward Sanshengmen.