The desert formation world was destroyed, and the white fog dispersed in the lakeside garden in the Ji Feng Sheng Mansion, revealing pavilions and pavilions.

The undead Shisha stepped through the wall of the Holy Palace, stepped on the inscriptions of the Great Saint densely covered on the ground, and surrounded the nine lines of witches and horses in the center.

A piece of talisman flew up at the edge of the Holy Palace, intertwining with spider web-like talisman patterns, sealing the space.

The one who controls the talisman is Wusha among the ten brakes.

She was wearing a large black robe and had thick black hair, but she had no body. In the black robe, there was only a mist and a pair of blood-red eyes.

Without the cover of multiple spatial sleeves and formations, the holy power that erupted from the Mecha-Sealed Holy Mansion immediately shocked the entire Goddess City. Countless monks with lower cultivation levels couldn't help but tremble and knelt on the ground.

The Goddess Tower is located in the center of the Goddess City, with palaces and gardens connected to it.

This was a lively and prosperous place, but in an instant it became completely silent.

Whether they were the distinguished guests who came to the Goddess Tower to have fun or the pretty women, they all felt the ten soul-shocking death powers emanating from the undead Shisha, like the cold air in winter, cooling their whole bodies.

The fifth son of the Ghost Lord, Mio, pushed open the carved purple wooden window and looked in the direction of Ji Feng Sheng Mansion.

I saw that the area was covered by eight hundred shining talismans, wrapped into a bowl shape.

Mio was shocked in her heart, and she thought: "The ten souls of the Death Palace are actually dispatched at the same time, which is unheard of, unheard of..."

"Are the Ten Chas of the Undead very powerful? Can it be compared to the King of Hell Tu and Wujiang, or a top powerhouse like Zhang Ruochen?" Next to him, a beautiful girl from the semi-sacred realm asked curiously.

A hint of sarcasm appeared in Mio's eyes, and he said: "Your knowledge is too shallow. You can only see the monks on the battlefield of Huntian. But you don't know that they can only be regarded as the best representatives of this millennium. For a thousand years, for the Great Sage

, it’s still a bit too short.”

The lifespan of a human semi-saint is only two to three hundred years.

The lifespan of the immortal vampires and half-saints of the Rakshasa tribe is longer, but it is difficult for them to exceed five hundred years.

With the age and cultivation of the Half-Saint, naturally only people within a thousand years can be seen and heard about. This Half-Saint Meiji does not even know Mio's identity and cultivation, she only knows that he is an extraordinary person.

big shot.

Morning fungi don't know Hui Shuo, worms don't know Spring and Autumn.

"The King of Hell and Wujiang you mentioned may not be qualified to fight against the Ten Chas of the Undead after practicing for another five hundred years. Zhang Ruochen... he is the master of time, so he may be faster!"

Even though Mio's cultivation has reached the supreme realm, her eyes are still extremely solemn when she mentions the Ten Moments of the Dead.

The Ten Immortals of the Undead were cultivated by the Palace of Death at the expense of countless resources. They were only born for killing. On the battlefield of merit, they were an existence that the great sages of the heavens and worlds were frightened by.

Even if it is just for a moment, it is difficult to meet an opponent in the divine realm.

It would be unthinkable for the ten of them to take action together.

"Wuma Jiuxing is indeed a representative figure of the Yuanhui in the Dark World. Unfortunately, he made a fatal mistake. How can he challenge the authority of the Temple of Destiny? If he was not injured, he might have a chance to escape.

But now...he only has one way to go, to break through the realm of gods and overcome the divine tribulation. But what is the chance of success in overcoming the tribulation while being injured?"

Mio shook her head slightly and sighed for Wu Ma Jiuxing.

Wu Ma Jiuxing is a strong man who dares to declare war on the Temple of Destiny. He has the courage that other supreme sages do not have, and the desire to challenge the impossible.

One sword cuts through eternity, and one sword strikes fate.

He is a man of great will who has practiced the art of swordsmanship to the extreme.

Even if he dies today, he will definitely be remembered by many monks. But his unstoppable spirit and unyielding fighting spirit have already made Mio feel ashamed.

…

Bai Qing'er took the opportunity to seal the saints in the Holy Mansion and escaped immediately without being trapped by the Shisha of the Undead.

Shang Yue's face turned as white as paper and said: "Master, what should we do now? Why did the Shisha of the Dead come to the Goddess City? Could it be..."

She really wanted to know if she would destroy the Goddess Tower on Ice King by the way.

However, when the words came to his lips, they never came out.

The other great sages present also had the same worries, and all of them felt heavy in their hearts.

The appearance of the Ten Chas of the Undead is more terrifying than being surrounded and suppressed by millions of holy troops.

Although the black-robed High Priest of Death has a close relationship with the Goddess Tower, the High Priest does not have the final say in the Death Palace. The ability to order the undead to move out together is most likely a personal order from a certain god in the Death Palace.

Bai Qing'er said: "You don't have to focus on this place. Catching Zhang Ruochen is the main business. Shang Xia, you go to the Goddess Tower immediately and ask all the formation masters and spiritual masters to dispatch the formations in the Goddess City.

, the Great Sage Inscription and the divine pattern are activated, and no monks are allowed to leave the city."

"The rest of the monks are chasing Zhang Ruochen throughout the city."

"yes!"

All the monks responded in unison.

…

…………

Ji Feng Sheng Mansion.

Nine lines of witches and horses hold bronze sabers. People and the sword are united, the sword and the sky are united, the sky and the earth are united, and the earth and the people are united.

Man, sword, heaven, and earth are all integrated into one.

At this moment, he seemed to be uninjured, and his aura had reached its peak. The sun, moon, and stars were rotating around him. He was like a god, turning into the heart of stars and the heart of heaven and earth.

"It's a good time. I can borrow your blood and soul to reopen the blade facing the sky." Wuma Jiuxing's momentum increased again.

Yingtian is the name of the knife in his hand.

Welcome the sky, break the sun and moon, cut off the eternity.

The way of the sword is not the way of the ancients, but in Wuma Jiuxing's view, everyone who practices swordsmanship should have the determination and confidence to cut off the ancients.

If the ancient rules remain unchanged, how can new rules be established?

"Gate of Destiny!"

"Gate of Destiny!"

"Gate of Destiny!"

…

Voices sounded one after another, and Shisha took action at the same time.

In the ten directions of the Nine Elements of Wuma, gates of destiny emerged one after another, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

Ten gates of destiny, each light is a rule of destiny.

I don't know how many billions of destiny rules rushed into the realm of absolute rules of Wu Ma Jiu Xing, overwhelming the rules of the sword, and destroying his whole sword.

Thousands of feet, nine hundred feet, eight hundred feet...

…

Two hundred feet, one hundred feet...

The realm of absolute rules of Wu Ma Jiu Xing is constantly being disintegrated, and the light of destiny is about to shine on him and rush into his body.

"Accept the judgment of fate. Under the light of fate, all rebellion will be punished." Yusha's twelve wings spread out, and under the reflection of the Gate of Destiny behind him, the divine feathers became whiter.

As if made of silver, as if washed by light.

Wu Ma Jiuxing looked up to the sky and laughed: "Judge me? Have I done anything wrong? How many heavenly saints have I killed on the battlefield of merit? You just want to save the face of the Temple of Destiny by killing me. The weak will eat the strong.

, I admit it. But, don’t put any unfounded charges on me. If you make me angry, I will kill anyone."

The bronze sword burst out with a scorching green light, and the rust on the sword fell off instantly.

Under the illumination of the ten Gates of Destiny in the Ten Realms of the Dead, other supreme saints would have become no different from ordinary people, and it would be impossible for them to resist.

However, Wuma Jiuxing was full of fighting spirit and shouted: "Kill! What you kill is fate."

He raised the sword in his hand, the green sword light broke through the light of fate, and slashed towards Yu Sha.

Yu Sha put his hands together and mobilized half of the divine power in his body, and a white ocean of bright divine power surged out from under his feet.

At the same time, behind him, the Star Soul of God condensed into a huge divine shadow, like a true god emerging from the world, facing Wu Ma Jiuxing's peerless sword.

"Pfft!"

Wu Ma Jiu Xing's sword was invincible, splitting the divine shadow, breaking through the ocean of divine power, and landed on Yu Sha's head.

Yu Sha's physical body had been nurtured by the false gods using divine power for tens of thousands of years, and it was unknown how tough it was.

However, when the sword fell, it split into two instantly.

The divine corpse was torn apart.

Even Yu Sha's divine star soul was killed with one sword.

"Shenwei, the gods have come to the goddess city!"

"Oh my god! I saw the true form of the god, a twelve-winged angel."

…

The monks in the Goddess City all saw the divine shadow formed by the star soul of the God Yusha, and felt the majestic power of the god. They thought it was a god coming to the world, and they all knelt down and worshiped.
To be continued...