Once these gods fell, the power of the formation's wind and snow was greatly reduced.

Zhao Xuan, who was already in a trance due to the wind and snow and could not hear clearly what was happening outside, decisively summoned his natal sword.

The moment the crimson natal sword appeared, Zhao Xuan skillfully grasped the hilt, with the tip of the sword pointing towards the formation that trapped him.

The lack of divine power does not mean that the formation will stop.

This formation will not stop easily once it is activated.

The so-called forbidden techniques are formations that are highly lethal and easily out of control. Ordinary people cannot control these formations, so the God Realm has long since prohibited other gods from using these formations.

They used formations to kill Zhao Xuan, but felt it would take too long, so they infused it with divine power, intending to use the combined strength of all the gods to kill Zhao Xuan together.

The demons have always had a strong ability to survive, especially Zhao Xuan, who came from a place like the Demon Abyss where killing and death are constant. His vitality is even stronger than that of ordinary demons.

It is naturally not an easy task to kill him.

Even though Zhao Xuan had been injured by the formation, he was still able to summon his natal sword and slash at the barrier four times in a row.

The formation was broken with four strikes, and each sword light was a dazzling red, so bright that it was extremely eye-catching.

Four red sword lights broke through the barrier, passed through, and headed straight towards the direction where the Emperor of Heaven was.

He was full of murderous intent and showed no reservation, and it was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to launch an offensive against the Emperor of Heaven.

The two brothers Qingtian and Qingwu, who had not fainted yet, turned their heads to look at the Emperor of Heaven. Before the heavenly soldiers outside could come to protect him, they saw the Emperor of Heaven dodging sideways.

Of course, Zhao Xuan’s attack is not so easy to avoid.

The two brothers Qingtian and Qingwu had both seen his abilities, so they naturally knew that the sword light from Zhao Xuan's natal sword was not easy to dodge.

Even though the Emperor of Heaven seemed to have avoided the attack at that time, he dodged it easily, as if he was sure that Zhao Xuan could not hurt him at all.

In fact, the red sword light dodged the Emperor of Heaven, reached a fixed trajectory, and then suddenly retracted and killed towards the direction of the Emperor of Heaven again.

Such an attack surprised the Emperor of Heaven, but he did not take Zhao Xuan too seriously. He raised his hand and hit the four red sword lights.

The moment the Emperor of Heaven launched his attack, a golden halo formed an encirclement, protecting the Emperor inside.

As soon as the Emperor of Heaven made a move, the strength he displayed was already superior to Qingtian and the others.

But the red sword light was obviously just a cover. While the Emperor of Heaven was dealing with the sword light, Zhao Xuan pointed his palm downward and gradually condensed it into a ball of deep red fog.

The fog began to spread in all directions. It seemed as if the thick fog had its own thoughts and was able to quickly surround the fainted gods.

It would not be too difficult for the Emperor of Heaven to deal with the red sword lights and eliminate them completely.

But this time was enough for the mist in Zhao Xuan's palm to spread, covering the entire pilgrimage hall with thick crimson fog.

The moment Chu Ge made his move, the Emperor of Heaven seemed to be surprised, but also not surprised. In short, he summoned all the existing heavenly soldiers of the Celestial Clan to come to the Pilgrimage Temple.

Chu Ge resolved Zhao Xuan's crisis, preventing him from being wiped out, and then stopped.

War is inevitable. There are indeed many gods in the divine world who look down on Zhao Xuan, neglect him or bully him. But whether it is good or bad, whether he dies or continues to survive, it is not something Chu Ge can control.

His action of rescuing Zhao Xuan was already an exception. If he continued, the heaven would fall, and even Chu Ge himself did not know what the outcome would be.

Qingtian spoke righteously, hypocritically pointing at Zhao Xuan and accusing him of a crime, "You devil, you killed Yusong and the others, and now you still refuse to admit your mistakes and want to attack the Emperor of Heaven. You are truly unrepentant!"

"Heh." Zhao Xuan snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with them anymore.

"Since you ascended, you have been causing trouble everywhere in the God Realm. Is it wrong to say that you are a demon and refuse to repent?"

"Of course I'm wrong!" Zhao Xuan's eyes were fierce, he raised his sword and confronted Qingtian head-on. Qingtian was no match for him. At the moment of the head-on confrontation, the swords were facing each other, and he immediately flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

A big hole was smashed on the ground, which showed that he was no match for Zhao Xuan.

"If I had known that you were so despicable and shameless, I should have kicked all of you off the divine realm the day I ascended, so that you could feel the difficulty of being a mortal."

"Today is the day of your death, Zhao Xuan, don't even think about bringing disaster to the Three Realms again!" Qing Wu attacked from behind, but Zhao Xuan noticed and dodged. The Qing Wu sword fought against Zhao Xuan for less than three seconds before being knocked away.

Haha, these four familiar words again.

Zhao Xuan was already injured, but he was so angry that he had forgotten his previous thoughts and decisively raised his sword to kill towards the location where the Emperor of Heaven was.

How funny.

Whoever they plan to attack will definitely be a disaster that will bring disaster to the three realms!

Chu Ge noticed that Zhao Xuan's eyes had darkened in color and were chillingly cold, and knew that he was really angry.

He wanted to step forward to stop them several times, but when he thought of the formation that Emperor Tian and his men had set up against Zhao Xuan, he... couldn't say anything.

"Since you keep saying that I killed Yusong and the others, then I will kill them to show you. You can't let me bear this injustice and die unjustly!"

Zhao Xuan, determined to prove his guilt even if it meant death, began to kill everyone in his way.

In the past, these gods always felt that Zhao Xuan held a grudge against them, so he deliberately targeted them.

However, when Zhao Xuan really made a fatal move, even if the two brothers Qingtian and Qingwu, who had made some progress, joined forces, they could not last more than five moves against Zhao Xuan.

The thick crimson fog that Zhao Xuan had used in the past could restrict their movements and seal their divine power, but would not actually hurt them.

Unlike Zhao Xuan who now used his natal sword, the sword flashed and the movements were swift, and every move would draw blood.

Zhao Xuan was able to fight his way out of such a dangerous place as the Demon Abyss, so naturally he was extremely ruthless and also cruel to himself.

Many gods in the divine world said that he had an arrogant temper. In fact, Zhao Xuan was often too lazy to argue with them.

When the fight really started, some of them couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Xuan's clothes, and were slashed by Zhao Xuan's sword...

He flew out of the hall and fell unconscious.

The Pilgrimage Hall was destroyed again by Zhao Xuan's ruthless attack.

Compared to the last time when the roof of the Golden Palace was blown off and collapsed, this time seems to be more troublesome.

This time, multiple sword lights destroyed the entire hall to the point where it was unbearable to look at, and it collapsed with a loud bang.

Chu Ge stood not far away, his eyes following the red figure.

Red is the most eye-catching color. Among a group of gods in white, this color seems even more abrupt and eye-catching.

Zhao Xuan didn't like killing, not because he was so merciful, but because he had been buried deep under countless bloody corpses.

Even his parents fell before his eyes.

He hated the smell of blood, and hated killing for no reason even more.

If it weren't for their repeated aggressiveness, Zhao Xuan would not have thought of confronting them so early.

Be it destroying oneself and others or seeking death, Zhao Xuan just wanted to let them know that he was not the kind of person who would be bullied.

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