God Emperor

Latest website: The Phoenix Tail Needle is called the "Colorful Phoenix Divine Dance Needle". It is a sacred weapon of the Seven-Yuan King. It is made from rare materials. It has the possibility of being nurtured into a supreme sacred weapon, and its power is naturally extremely powerful.

However, such a weapon worth hundreds of thousands of sacred stones was inserted into Gu Shejing's head and bound her hair.

All the monks' eyes fell on her, some were afraid, some were surprised, and some were confused.

"The descendant of the Rakshasa clan who came out of the most dangerous place is indeed terrifying. Together they help the True Emperor Yuanshu regain the Colorful Phoenix Divine Dance Needle."

The supreme saints of the Death Temple caught up one after another and met with the True Emperor Yuanshu.

They all released the Dao realm and summoned the holy weapon.

Among them, behind the Supreme Sage, a bright Gate of Destiny rises, suspended above the head, in an attempt to suppress the demonic power of Gu Shejing.

"Just you?"

Gu Shejing stood facing the wind with a stern look in her eyes.

Facing the realm covered by the supreme saints from the Temple of Death, her eyes were full of disdain.

"Arrogant! Although you, Luo Zu, have a great reputation in the Yunshan realm, you are nothing in front of the Temple of Death." A supreme sage with three black islands suspended above his head snorted coldly.

Immediately, he controlled three islands and suppressed Gu Shejing.

The Temple of Death, respected by the entire Death clan, indeed has such confidence.

Three black islands, any one of which is thousands of miles long, placed in the ocean of a planet, can be called three continents.

This Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death has also practiced the Way of Space, and the three black islands are located in his space domain. At this moment, space was compressed, and three islands appeared above the huge stone altar, becoming only the size of mountains.

However, the weight contained in the three islands was superimposed on the rules of the holy path of the Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death. The power was so terrifying that the space was distorted and sunken downwards.

Zhang Ruochen and A Le, who were far away, found it difficult to breathe.

The blood massacre, which turned into a mosquito-sized creature, fell heavily onto the boulder. All the bones in its body were almost crushed, and it screamed in agony.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind blew on him, blowing him into the gap between the boulders and falling into an unknown and extremely dark place.

There were no gaps between the boulders, but the place where he fell was carved with strange divine patterns. The divine pattern happened to be inspired by the power of the Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death and revived.

The power of the three islands is infinite, but they are still dozens of feet away from Gu Shejing's head and cannot fall any further. The red necromantic demonic energy took the form of a demonic tree, spreading its branches and leaves, supporting the three islands.

The slender jade fingers of Gu Shejing's right hand were pinched into fingering patterns.

A series of regular divine lines flowed on her fingers like blood earthworms.

"Wow!"

Point it out.

A light wave containing divine power flew out from her fingertips and hit the chest of the Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death.

Screams sounded.

A blood hole the size of a washbasin appeared in the chest of the Supreme Sage, which exploded into a large piece of blood mist and fell to the boulder below.

"Ji Yun."

Another supreme saint from the Temple of Death flew over to check his injuries, but was shocked to find that the supreme saint had died tragically, his flesh and blood turned into powder, and even the holy source was corroded by the demonic energy.

The supreme sage quickly stepped away and said in a trembling voice: "What a terrifying power of death, even the death energy in the bodies of the dead cannot be compared to it."

It stands to reason that the supreme saint has a strong vitality and is difficult to kill.

But now, with just one finger strike, a living supreme saint has turned into dust. This impact is too great for any monk!

Following the tragic death of their master, the three islands suspended above Gu Shejing's head automatically decomposed and spread apart.

"This witch is too domineering. Let's take action together to avenge the Great Sage Jiyun."

The Supreme Saint who was holding the Gate of Destiny shouted like this, and then struck out a spindle-shaped five-yuan king's sacred weapon.

The fusiform holy weapon released dense electric light and turned into an electric dragon.

"Bang!"

Gu Shejing still pointed out, and hit the electric dragon with her finger.

The electric dragon exploded, and the spindle-shaped king's holy weapon wrapped in it was thrown away.

The finger light beam did not dissipate, and its power remained undiminished. It fell on the supreme saint, penetrated the layers of defensive light, and shattered him into a ball of blood mist.

All the defensive cards he threw out, whether it was talismans or holy weapons, were all useless and there was no way to escape death.

The gates of destiny dispersed.

The second Supreme Saint of the Temple of Death died, and the blood mist sprinkled on the faces of True Emperor Yuan Shu and other great saints of the Death Temple, making their expressions dull and speechless. They could only hear their own rapid heartbeats.

The master Yeyou and Lord Turtle, the old man with seven hands and General Zhu all stopped while they were fighting.

The death of two supreme saints in a row made them terrified.

"Luo Zu has magical powers in the Yunshan realm. Without him, he would be dead. I didn't expect Zhang Ruochen's concubine to be so powerful. No wonder she dared to follow her here without fear of Yuan Qianmo."

Master Yeyou showed a smile, stared at Lord Turtle, and said, "Did you see that, this is the master on my side, little turtle boy, run away for your life!"

Hearing the words "little turtle hatchling", Lord Turtle gritted his teeth in anger.

After all, it is a monk who has practiced with the Great God Huangtian, and can be regarded as a disciple of the Great God. How can this old ghost who looks like a crooked melon and a jujube be humiliated?

Prince Turtle said disdainfully: "You're a master... you're a piece of shit, I... I... my girl... mother... mother..."

"You're a turtle, but you still want a girl?" Master Yeyou was slightly startled.

The turtle prince was so angry that his color changed from emerald to red.

One ghost and one turtle immediately started fighting again, fighting fiercely.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Gu Shejing closely and said, "There's a problem! With the same fingering technique, when she attacked Bai Qing'er on the Ice King Star, it was definitely not as powerful. What's going on?"

Zhang Ruochen would never believe that Gu Shejing deliberately hid her cultivation when she was fighting against Bai Qing'er and Wuma Jiuxing.

After all, Wuma Jiuxing's sword is no joke.

Even a demigod would find it hard to survive after being struck by a knife.

The period after leaving Ice King was too short, and it was unlikely that Gu Shejing would achieve a major breakthrough.

The only explanation is that Gu Shejing is very likely to have a dual personality, or even two souls in one body. The Gu Shejing who fought against Wuma Jiuxing has a cheerful personality, lively and charming, but her cultivation strength is weaker.

Now the stern and devilish Gu Shejing is obviously much more powerful.

Not to mention the great sage of the Death Temple, even Zhang Ruochen was wary of the Gu Shejing in front of him. He always felt that she had no emotions, as if she was possessed by a demon. Even if Zhang Ruochen gets close to her, there is a chance that he will be killed by her with one finger.

"Anyone who stands in my way will be killed without mercy."

Gu Shejing glanced coldly at the monks at the Temple of Death, then turned into a stream of red light and rushed towards the top of the altar.

"Witch, where are you going?"

Xuan Lingfeng roared loudly, pointed at Gu Shejing with the red-gold staff in his hand.

In front of the staff, formation inscriptions appeared one after another, intertwining into a circular formation three feet in diameter.

"Swish."

In the formation, sword rain flew out.

It's not sword energy, it's all metal swords.

These war swords were formed by Forging Lingfeng and absorbing the rules of the Five Elements of Gold between heaven and earth using formation techniques.

The densely packed war swords turned into a ten-foot-wide torrent, rushing straight towards Gu Shejing.

"The World Hand's methods are indeed extraordinary. Even with Gu Shejing's ability, he was forced to stop."

Taking this opportunity, the eight supreme saints in the Temple of Death had their holy energy flowing in their bodies like a rushing river, forming eight clouds of death energy above their heads.

Eight supreme high-level holy arts were condensed and formed in the cloud of death energy.

Gu Shejing did stop, turned around to face the torrent of flying war swords, and said in a cold voice: "I have already said that anyone who stands in my way will die. How dare you still offend?"

She didn't see any means of protecting her body as she rushed directly towards the torrent of swords.

"boom!"

"boom!"

…

Punch after punch, thousands of war swords were shattered by her.

Metal fragments were flying everywhere.

As for the eight supreme saints of the Temple of Death, all the eight supreme high-level holy spells fell on her, but they could not hurt her demonic body.

The monks in the Temple of Death felt as if they had seen a ghost and felt chills all over.

"Even if the false god stands still and is hit by eight supreme high-level holy arts, his divine body cannot withstand it and there will be damage. Is her physical demonic body stronger than the false god's divine body?"

Yuanshu Zhenhuang said: "Her physical body is certainly powerful, but it is not that strong yet. What she uses is a peerless magical power found in Luo Zu Yunshan Realm's secret code "Death Map", called Demon Ancestor War. body."

"The rules of the holy way she cultivated are combined with the physical body through magical powers, so that the physical body is indestructible and invincible. This can only be achieved by cultivating the Demon Ancestor's battle body to the fifth level."

"From ancient times to the present, there are no more than ten monks who can cultivate this kind of magical power to the fourth level or above. She should be the number one person in the Yuanhui of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm!"

A supreme dead race member said: "The Demon Ancestor has a strong fighting body, but her holy soul and spiritual power may be her weaknesses. Let's use the power of death together to attack her holy soul and spirit."

Just when the eight supreme saints in the Temple of Death released the power of death at the same time.

Gu Shejing had already penetrated the torrent of war swords, reaching directly in front of Xuan Lingfeng.

Xuan Lingfeng's expression changed drastically. Formation mages were most afraid of close combat. What's more, the opponent was someone who had cultivated the Demon Ancestor's combat body. He clearly sensed the overwhelming murderous aura and infinite magical power emanating from the stunning woman opposite.

The staff in Xuan Lingfeng's hand is a treasure that is more precious than the Holy Artifact of the Seven-Yuan King. It is called the "Xuanwu Staff".

The staff is in the shape of a snake, with sharp scales, and a fist-sized turtle on top.

Similar in shape to Xuanwu.

At this critical moment of life and death, Xuan Lingfeng grasped the staff tightly with his palm and moved it downwards.

The sharp scales cut his palm, and a large amount of holy blood flowed out.

The Xuanwu staff absorbed Xian Lingfeng's blood. Suddenly, the light increased greatly, and the eyes of the turtle on the top of the staff lit up.

Xuan Lingfeng hit the staff hard to the ground.

"Wow!"

A defensive formation lit up beneath his feet.

Then, the second one, the third one...

A series of eight formations are stacked up one on top of another, and the formation patterns are connected to each other, forming a Xuanwu that is ten feet long.

Gu Shejing punched Xuanwu, and the eight formations operated at the same time, rebounding her back. A large amount of thunder and lightning surged out from the formation and struck her.

Standing in the center of Xuanwu, Xuan Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "My eight-layer Xuanwu formation, even the false gods can resist it for a while, so don't waste your efforts!"

Just as Gu Shejing was about to take action, the death thoughts of the eight supreme saints in the Temple of Death fell on her.

The power of death thoughts was as invisible as a curse, directly attacking her holy soul and spirit.

"I really don't know what to say. I, Luozu Yunshan Realm, are all working together to refine the body and cultivate the mind. You still want to attack me with your death thoughts as strong as yours?"

Gu Shejing turned around, stared at them, and said in her mouth: "The demons in the sky, the demons in the earth, strengthen my inner demons. The stronger the inner demons, the stronger I will be."

"The inner demons backfire on Dafa!"

The next moment, the eight Supreme Saints of the Temple of Death, except for the True Emperor Yuanshu, who were using the power of death thoughts, all let out shrill screams.

One of them went crazy and scratched his skull. His face was covered with blood, and he was extremely ferocious. He rushed to the bottom of the altar, and he didn't know where he went.

Yuan Qianmo and Wuma Jiuxing, who were fighting fiercely, were finally alerted.

The two stopped immediately.

One person made a long and long whistle, and the other made a harsh knife sound to intimidate Gu Shejing above.

Gu Shejing looked at the two lights and shadows flying rapidly from below, pointed towards Xuan Lingfeng, and said: "I hope you can always hide in the formation, otherwise I, Gu Shejing, will keep my word and let you die without any chance." Burial place.”

"Wow!"

Gu Shejing flew through the air and was the first to reach the top of the huge stone altar.

Immediately, she seemed to see something incredible, and her eyes showed shock.

Xuan Lingfeng let out a long breath, and the holy robe on his body was actually soaked with sweat.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and felt that Gu Shejing had become extremely unfamiliar. He said solemnly: "Before we go up, we must first arrange the formation. We are also the Hands of the World. Your Cairo Earth Master's methods should not be weaker than those of Forging Lingfeng." ?”

"I trained in the First Formation of the Heavenly Dharma Holy Land to become the Hand of the World, the Palace of Destruction. How can Forged Lingfeng compare with me?"

Although the Cairo Earth Master said this, he was also frightened by the combat power that Gu Shejing had just exploded, and he immediately carefully arranged a defensive formation that pressed down on the bottom of the box.

As soon as the formation was completed, it immediately transformed into a camel-like beast that was tens of feet long.

The three people and the blood wolf were all standing inside the camel.

The camels galloped up to the boulder altar and reached the top.

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"Unexpectedly, this descendant of Luozu Yunshan Realm actually cultivated the Demon Ancestor War Body and the Inner Demon Backlash Technique, causing the Temple of Death to lose three supreme realm saints in a row." Yuan Qianmo said.

He has helped seven supreme saints from the Temple of Death to resolve the inner demons and visions that invaded their bodies.

Except for the True Emperor Yuanshu, the other six Supreme Realm great saints and their holy souls all suffered varying degrees of injuries, and it was difficult to recover in a short period of time.

The monks from Yuan Qianmo and the Death Temple almost climbed to the top of the huge stone altar together with the formation camels.

After reaching the top, even with Zhang Ruochen, A Le, and Yuan Qianmo's mentality, they were shocked by the sight in front of them and held their breath.