Chapter 1942: Seventh House Lord!

Rumble!

On the battlefield, Duan Lingfeng had already fought with the cold old man.

Although the cold old man is a strong god monarch, Duan Lingfeng ranks first on the list of true gods, and it is enough to fight with him, and in a short period of time, he will not be defeated.

"My lord, you just said that Lord Duan is the first true god of the ages, so the strength of the person who is fighting with him now seems to be slightly stronger than him, could it be that he is the legendary powerhouse?" Luo Tianhong couldn't help asking.

"Yes, the Almighty. Jian Wushuang replied.

"Really. Luo Tianhong gasped.

Almighty, for the many cultivators who have stayed in the Divine Realm all year round, the Almighty One is definitely a mythical figure.

"Lord Duan is a true god, but he can fight like this with the legendary mighty one, the first true god in the ages, and his name is well deserved. Luo Tianhong admired.

"Jian Wushuang, let's do it too, otherwise this friend of yours may not be able to last long. "Gu Wang Dao.

"Hmm. Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

Immediately, the Gu King's body flickered, and he had already returned to Jian Wushuang's body again.

"Qiuyue, you and this little guy are staying on the spaceship. Jian Wushuang admonished.

"Yes. Qiu Yue nodded.

And Jian Wushuang swept directly towards the giant continent in front of him with Jian Yi.

While setting foot on that continent...... Boom~~~ The terrifying divine power was directly vented from Jian Wushuang's body.

The strength of this divine power is dozens of times stronger than the divine power that the cold old man used to exert all his strength before.

The power of God is like a hell, covering the entire land completely.

Many cultivators on this land, including the people in the Soul Snatching Palace, were all terrified.

And such a terrifying divine power finally alarmed a strong man hidden in the deepest part of the continent.

I saw that one after another strong aura erupted one after another, and from the deepest part of this land, that is, in the old lair of the Imperial Palace, several figures swept in one after another.

Gathered with the cold old man at the beginning, there were seven figures suspended in the sky.

Like the seven gods.

"So many people?" Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew that there were some strong people of the Blood Demon Gate in this Soul Snatching Palace, and even there were powerful ones, but he didn't expect that a small Soul Snatching Palace would hide a full seven powerful people!

The most important thing is that these seven powerful people are not only the Divine Monarch, there are only four Divine Monarchs, and the remaining three are the three Great Divine Emperors!!

The three god emperors, the four god monarchs, this is the strong lineup that appeared in front of Jian Wushuang at this moment.

Among the three Great God Emperors, the leader was a golden-robed man wearing a blood-colored ghost mask, this golden-robed mask man stood there, which actually brought some pressure to Jian Wushuangdu, there is no doubt that this gold-robed mask man is a real peak god-emperor!!

"Good guy, this small temple of the Snatching Palace is really capable, it can accommodate a full seven great gods, and even the peak God Emperor has one. Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, his smile was cold, like a blade.

And these seven powerful ones all stared at Jian Wushuang.

Among them, the golden-robed and masked man was exposed, and the pair of golden eyes that showed a strange appearance were accompanied by endless resentment while Sen Leng looked at Jian Wushuang.

"Are you...... Jian Wushuang !!" The golden-robed masked man's voice was cold, and the air instantly froze.

"You know me, it seems that I am in the Blood Demon Gate, and I have a certain reputation. Jian Wushuang touched his nose.

"The seventh palace master of the bloody sect of this seat!" The golden-robed masked man stared at Jian Wushuang, and his body was full of killing machines, "Jian Wushuang, this seat has finally found you, and I will return my son's life!!"

Jian Wushuang was stunned.

"Your son, could it be His Royal Highness Mu Hong?"

Although Jian Wushuang had dealt with the Blood Demon Gate, the only strong person who really died in his hands was His Highness Mu Hong.

Moreover, Jian Wushuang always felt that His Royal Highness Mu Hong should have some background, and now it seems that his background should be his father, that is, the golden-robed masked man in front of him.

"There is a father of a peak God Emperor, no wonder His Royal Highness Mu Hong is so arrogant. Jian Wushuang scoffed.

"Don't talk nonsense, I want to avenge my son today!"

"Kill!"

The golden-robed masked man snorted, and the aura of the peak God Emperor instantly locked towards Jian Wushuang, and his body also skyrocketed suddenly, directly soaring to ten zhang high, and a golden robe swept into an endless golden ** cloud.

Boom~~~ A huge golden mountain also appeared above the sky out of thin air.

The golden mountains were infinitely magnified, crushing all things in heaven and earth, and at this moment, they were also pressed towards Jian Wushuang.

Looking at the golden mountains above, Jian Wushuang's eyes couldn't help shrinking.

When the golden mountains pressed against him, he clearly sensed an extremely strong suppressive force.

Not surprisingly, this golden mountain is a very rare suppressive treasure, and this power has already reached the level of a Chaos Divine Treasure.

"The Chaos Divine Treasure is already rare, and the Chaos Divine Treasure of the suppression class is even rarer. Jian Wushuang muttered, even if he was under this golden mountain, a sense of crisis faintly rose.

"My seven stars have all collapsed, and the power of the ancient bloodline has only recovered a little, and the strength is not at its peak, and I have suffered a little against this seventh palace master who has a suppressive chaos divine treasure. ”

Jian Wushuang's mind was racing, but he immediately glanced at the sword next to him.

"This man, I'll leave it to you, kill him!" Jian Wushuang commanded.

"Yes. Jian Yi nodded respectfully, and immediately the blood cloud on his body rolled.

The blood mist in the sky gathered, and in an instant, a blood-colored ocean was formed, completely encompassing the huge golden mountain.

The power of the golden mountains can be displayed, mighty and powerful, but the crushing bombardment in the blood-colored sea is as if it is bombarded on a ball of cotton.

"What?" The golden-masked man, the seventh palace master, had a changed complexion, and he couldn't help but glance at the sword one by one.

But Jian Yi did not pause at all, his body was illusory, and he had already attacked and killed the seventh palace lord.

"Humph!"

The seventh palace lord snorted coldly, and before the sword approached, he turned his hand and directly took out a large seal.

On this big seal, there is a golden dragon with a strong aura, and it is an extremely special Chaos Divine Treasure.

As the seventh house lord slapped his hand seal, the Great Seal erupted with a rich golden light, and the golden dragon above the Great Seal instantly came to life.

"Roar!!

The earth-shattering dragon roar echoed through the heavens and the earth.

This golden dragon skyrocketed in an instant, containing endless majestic momentum, and directly struck at the sword.

This golden dragon alone, giving Jian Wushuang the feeling that it is enough to compete with the average peak God Emperor.

"This Seventh House Lord, there are so many treasures in his hands?" Jian Wushuang was surprised in his heart.

(End of chapter)