Divine Realm Southern Border, the cold moon shines brightly, the gods Demon Slaying, the wasteland is stained with blood.
Under the moon, the demon with plain clothes and white hair was dressed in black and the air flow was surging, Demonic Might shaking the sky.
Senluo Hell It appeared that the gods were dead, and large whirlpools were rolling, constantly devouring the fallen god generals.
The blood of the gods gathered from all directions, and divine power continued to flow into Zhiming's body.
With divine power entering his body, Ning Chen's aura became more and more astonishing, his white hair danced wildly, and he was unparalleled in strength.
Abandoning humanity and divinity, Ning Chen is dominated by demons, and its murderous nature is increasing day by day.
On the horizon, above Bronze Chariot, the man in white looked at the battle below with a cold look on his face, stepped forward, and jumped down.
"Qingmian, you have let me down."
Entering the battle in person, the man in white spoke coldly.
Behind him, Qing Mian stumbled to his feet and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Around him, as the gods and generals fell, the power of Senluo Hell continued to increase, and the real Extreme Dao showed terrifying power.
In the hell, streaks of bloody lightning were crisscrossed, killing anyone who touched them. Hundreds of god generals were cut open simply because they did not realize how terrifying these bloody lightnings were.
"God, is this all there is?"
In the center of the blood river, Ning Chen looked at the man in white in front of him and said calmly.
"Killing you is enough."
The man in white raised his hand, colorless flames rose up, and the terrifying temperature was close to the legendary Solar True Fire.
Flowing Stream Divine Monarch, Vermilion Bird Divine Temple One of the ten strongest Divine-Demonic Level Expert, famous in southern Xinjiang for his colorless divine flames, he has few opponents.
"Then come on."
Facing a master at the level of a god in the divine realm, Ning Chen's expression showed no change, while Demonic Sword charged forward with murderous intent.
Gods and demons clashed, Vermilion Bird Divine Temple Flowing Stream Divine Monarch officially faced the devil's fate, divine power, Demonic Might impacted, and the world rumbled and shook.
A moment later, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's figure flew out, and his cultivation level close to the Fifth Realm showed the most powerful power. He punched out and the entire sky collapsed.
During the battle, Ning Chen did not dodge or dodge, he turned his palms and was full of energy. The black air flow filled the air and faced him head-on.
The power of gods and demons impacted, and a huge vibration sounded. Within a short distance, the two people looked at each other, their palms and fists, and their breaths became more intense.
It was an evenly matched confrontation, a head-to-head clash of skills and physical abilities, and no one took advantage.
Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's eyes flashed with concentration, what an amazing foundation.
His cultivation level is only half a step away from the Fifth Realm, but he is unable to suppress this person.
"Twelve Forms of Spiritual Insight, Thousand Sorrows Hand."
Very close at hand, Moon Worshipper Ultimate Style reappeared, Ning Chen's inner body was activated again, and his palm power came out, shocking the opponent in front of him.
Ten steps away, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch stabilized his body, held his right hand empty, and turned the divine flame into a sword.
Blazing Flame Blade appears, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's aura rises again, the figure passes by, and the colorless divine flames spread thousands of miles.
Unable to suppress his strength, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch changed his tactics, resorted to a series of repeated moves, and fought mercilessly.
Gods and demons competed with each other, and swords clashed. Ning Chen showed no fear, and Demonic Sword faced them head-on.
There were rumbling and violent earthquakes, and around the two people, sword lights and Sword Qi criss-crossed, sharp and sharp.
Outside the battle, Qing Mian looked at the battle ahead, holding a halberd in both hands, hesitation flashing across his expression.
"Four Symbols Consecration, Heavenly Dragon Quake!"
After a few exchanges of moves, the sword in Ning Chen's hand suddenly changed, phoenix fire filled the air, and he struck forward with a sword.
The swords clashed, and a strong impact broke out. Flowing Stream Divine Monarch only felt numbness in his right arm, and his grip on the knife was unstable.
"Nine Heavens Star Plucking Hand, Breaking the Moon."
With a single step, Kirin Ultimate Skill appeared, Ning Chen poured out his energy, and stamped his palm on the former's chest.
Flowing Stream Divine Monarch looked gloomy, resisting the numbness in his right arm, crossed his arms, and blocked the attack.
With a bang, the strength of his palms increased, his peerless foundation broke through the barrier of the divine energy, and Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's figure suddenly flew out more than ten feet.
Taking advantage of one move, Ning Chen's figure instantly flew out, Demonic Sword moved the world, and struck down with all his strength.
Flowing Stream Divine Monarch concentrated, let out a deep shout, and blocked Demonic Sword with his sword.
"Boom!"
An astonishing earthquake rang out, and beneath the two of them, the earth sank, and waves of dust rose into the sky.
"Eight Transformations of Heavenly Demon, Stabilize the Universe"
When the battle reached a fever pitch, behind Ning Chen, a demonic form appeared, and with a punch that shook the world, he suppressed it with a crash.
"White Candle Devouring Heaven!"
At the critical moment, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's colorless divine flames reappeared, swirling around heavily, and blocked the next attack.
The opportunity was lost, the defeat was already apparent, the giant fist was knocked down, the corners of Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's mouth turned red, and he took another half step back.
"Nine Heavens Star Plucking Hand, Scorching Sun"
Ning Chen flipped his palms, the divine flames rose, and he launched a series of heavy moves again.
The attack was like a violent storm, leaving no gaps. Flowing Stream Divine Monarch turned his palms to block the attack, retreating continuously and suffering more injuries.
"Qingmian, don't take action yet!"
With a life and death crisis at hand, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch shouted angrily without caring about his face.
Outside the battle, Qingmian sighed softly, knowing that he could no longer sit idly by and jump into the battle.
Two strong Divine-Demonic Level who were close to the Fifth Realm joined forces, and the battle situation changed again. Flowing Stream Divine Monarch, who was passive in the situation, was able to take a short breather and suppress the injuries in his body.
Inside Senluo Hell, Ning Chen looked at the two powerful gods and demons in front of him, with an even colder look in his eyes.
A moment later, Qing Mian made a move, his two halberds connected in a row, with murderous intent.
Ning Chen faced him with his sword, and exchanged quick moves to overpower the attack of the two halberds.
After a few exchanges of moves, not far away, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch swept over again, Blazing Flame Blade was slashed down with a bang, cremated with a knife, and the sword flames soared into the sky.
Ning Chen stepped forward, and the figure disappeared. In less than a blink of an eye, it swept behind Flowing Stream Divine Monarch.
Demonic Sword swung, and blood flew all over the sky. Behind Flowing Stream Divine Monarch, terrifying sword marks appeared, and the bones were visible.
A moment later, Ning Chen's figure disappeared again. In Qingmian's shocked eyes, a palm print came, too fast to fight back.
"Ugh!"
With a muffled groan, he took several steps back. Ten steps away, Qing Mian stumbled to steady himself and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
During the battle, Qingmian and Flowing Stream Divine Monarch looked horrified, unable to believe the scene before them.
How could this be?
Although they were at a disadvantage just now, they still come and go after all. Why did the strength of the people in front of them suddenly increase so much after they joined forces.
"Surprised?"
In Senluo Hell, around Ning Chen, blood and water continued to gather from all directions, and divine power continued to enter the body.
"What makes you think you can kill me?"
Ning Chen said lightly and stepped forward step by step, with no trace of emotion in his dark and cold eyes.
Qing Mian, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's expression changed when he heard this.
Were they wrong from the beginning?
"God."
Ning Chen raised Demonic Sword in his hand and said with a sneer, "Your stupidity is ridiculous."
Demonic Sword was chopped down, the sky fell and the earth fell. In the moment of death, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch immediately retreated and fled towards Bronze Chariot in the sky.
In front of Demonic Sword, Qingmian gave up his resistance, with a look of relief on his face. In this way, his life was returned to him.
"Uh-huh!"
Demonic Sword chopped down without mercy. At this time, the space around Qingmian was stirred. A big hand stretched out, grabbed Qingmian directly, and disappeared without a trace.
"Is it that easy to leave?"
Ning Chen snorted coldly, and took a step into the void. Demonic Sword slashed through it, and snowflakes flew out from the sky. One arm fell down, staining the ground with blood.
"Young man, you have committed too many crimes, and you will suffer the consequences one day."
Between heaven and earth, a majestic voice sounded, warning.
"I know what the future holds, so I don't have to worry about it."
Ning Chen walked out of the void with an indifferent expression.
After a short period of time, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch took the opportunity to escape to Bronze Chariot and quickly flew away.
Below, Ning Chen looked up at the sky, a cold expression flashing at the corner of his mouth.
In an instant, the sky and earth were filled with phoenix fire, Phoenix Soaring Nine Heavens.
The phoenix spreads its wings and cuts through the night sky. The speed of heaven and earth beyond the boundaries of the world has caught up with it in just a few breaths.
On Bronze Chariot, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch saw the Phoenix catching up quickly from behind, with a look of fear on his face.
In the blink of an eye, a figure with white hair and plain clothes arrived on Bronze Chariot. He looked at the former and stepped forward with a sword.
"Spare your life!"
Flowing Stream Divine Monarch gave up resistance and begged for mercy.
"Give me a reason to spare your life!"
Ning Chen looked at the man in white in front of him and said calmly.
When Flowing Stream Divine Monarch heard this, a strong desire for survival burst out in his eyes, and he said, "I can help you to ask Hall of Gods to hunt you down."
"Oh?"
Ning Chen said calmly, "Tell me and listen."
"As long as you let me go back, I will tell everyone in the temple that you have died in the battle. In this way, Hall of Gods will no longer pursue you." Flowing Stream Divine Monarch responded quickly.
"What a good idea." Ning Chen sneered.
"Your Excellency, have you agreed?"
Flowing Stream Divine Monarch looked happy and said, "I will go back immediately and inform the world of your death."
"That's no longer necessary."
As he finished speaking, Ning Chen waved Demonic Sword in his hand, sealing his throat with a sword, staining the sky with blood.
Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's eyes trembled, and he reached out to cover his throat, but he couldn't cover the blood that kept gushing out.
"Why... why?" Flowing Stream Divine Monarch said in disbelief.
"Because, I will go there myself Hall of Gods."
Ning Chen raised his hand, and according to the former heavenly spirit, the thick demonic flames rose up and engulfed the body of the god.
"I... I am not willing to accept it."
In the blazing demon flames, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch's figure gradually dispersed, and all his strength was swallowed up.
On Bronze Chariot, Ning Chen's face changed, and his clothes gradually changed in the turbulent Demonic Qi.
With flying white clothes and a stern face, Flowing Stream Divine Monarch reappeared, driving Bronze Chariot towards Vermilion Bird Divine City.
To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the root. Keeping this Vermilion Bird Divine Temple is a disaster after all, so let's take this opportunity to destroy it together.
One day later, Bronze Chariot passed by in the sky over Vermilion Bird Divine Temple. On the tank, Ning Chen disappeared and headed downwards.
"Liuxi is back."
Inside Vermilion Bird Divine Temple, illusory figures appeared one after another on the huge statues of gods and demons, headed by Vermilion Bird Divine Lord, who spoke.
The next moment, Ning Chen entered the hall, looked at the nine figures on the statues of gods and demons, and jumped up.
"Liuxi, what's the result?" Vermilion Bird Divine Lord said calmly.
"The mission has been completed." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Very good."
Vermilion Bird Divine Lord nodded and said, "Next, there is a more important thing to say, Kirin Divine Lord is about to leave seclusion."
As soon as the words fell, all the gods present showed surprise in their eyes, Central Heaven Realm Kirin Divine Lord?
That is a peerless strong man who can rival Rising Sun God and Water Cloud Empress, and is also the real leader of Hall of Gods.
"Kirin Divine Lord came out of seclusion at this time, why?" A powerful man at the level of a god and demon asked.
"God-killing!"
Vermilion Bird Divine Lord said in a deep voice.