To say that the strongest person in the divine realm is naturally the Heavenly Emperor Emperor Ling Feng, and under the Heavenly Emperor, is the Demon God of the World, Ye Zichen.

In that year, the Celestial Realm was catastrophic, and the God of Death led the troops to rebel, and Ye Zichen was ordered to lead the gods to resist desperately.

In that battle, the heavens trembled, rivers of blood flowed, the sky was dark, and the once prosperous divine realm became a terrible hell.

Ye Zichen fought until one soldier and one soldier, and the three thousand brothers who accompanied him all died on the battlefield, and from beginning to end, none of them retreated, and none of them surrendered.

Everyone knew in their hearts that they couldn't stop the 70,000 army of the god of death, but they knew even more that behind them was the Heavenly Divine Palace.

3,000 against 70,000, fierce battle for a day and a night, so that the enemy army could not advance an inch.

The three thousand gods will defend the dignity of the divine realm with their lives, and the ridiculous thing is that none of the 100,000 heavenly generals under the Heavenly Emperor have been dispatched.

Everyone thought that reinforcements would come, and they were all desperately waiting, but unfortunately they didn't see the reinforcements until they died.

The Heavenly Emperor watched this tragic battle from a distance, watching the divine generals die one after another, without the slightest expression on his face. It wasn't until Ye Zichen was the only one left on the entire battlefield to resist the enemy's attack that an expression appeared on his face, a playful smile, as if he was playing a game of chess, and it was a game to be won, the chess pieces were the gods of the divine realm, and he was the controller.

"Ye Zichen, that's enough!" the Grim Reaper yelled at Ye Zichen who was blocking her in front of her.

Ye Zichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer: "Do you want to go over? Then step on my corpse." ”

"Look at the way you look now! For the sake of that bastard Heavenly Emperor, you don't want to die?"

Ye Zichen looked at the face of death, he couldn't see any expression, it was still so cold, so cold that it was frightening.

Ye Zichen said clearly: "I said, I am not for the Heavenly Emperor, I am for the God Realm. ”

"What are you going to do to fight me?!I have seven hundred war saints and five thousand ninth-level war gods, you can't stop me!"

Ye Zichen showed a disdainful smile and said: "Hehehe, listen, I, the Demon God of the World Destroying Ye Zichen, a seventh-level battle saint, I swear to keep the peace of my God Realm with my life, if anyone dares to offend my God Realm, I will, fight to the death!"

The god of death looked at Ye Zichen's resolute face coldly, she knew what kind of character he had, he had guarded the god realm for tens of thousands of years, all the enemies who came to attack were killed by him, he would not retreat, the god realm was his reverse scale, and he would die if he touched it.

An expression finally appeared on the face of the god of death, helplessness, reluctance, and even pain.

The Grim Reaper closed his eyes and commanded, "Kill the past and smash the Divine Palace!"

The gods were ordered to rush forward to kill, and the coercion of 70,000 god-level powerhouses rushed to their faces, shattering the void and trembling the divine realm.

Ye Zichen held the Dark Soul Spear, the tip of the spear pointed directly at the 70,000 army, and his face showed an unprecedented killing intent.

The gods roared, murderous, and between Ye Zichen swung his sword, several gods of war fell. The Demon God of Destroying the World, this title is by no means casual.

Wherever the blade passed, flesh flew and blood splattered.

Ye Zichen was surrounded by enemy troops, and even if he was strong, he could not withstand the repeated bombardment of the 70,000 army.

The scars on Ye Zichen's body gradually increased, and there was not much of the battle spirit left in his body.

A long sword stabbed into Ye Zichen's back, Ye Zichen suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and slashed backwards, and the person who sneaked up on him was instantly beheaded.

Ye Zichen didn't care about his injuries, desperately resisted the continuous attacks, and he was stabbed again under serious injuries.

When the Grim Reaper saw that Ye Zichen was seriously injured and was about to fall, he ordered: "No one is allowed to kill Ye Zichen!

When the gods heard the order of the god of death, they no longer attacked Ye Zichen, and directly bypassed him and killed the divine palace.

Ye Zichen had no strength at this moment, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, and could only barely support himself with the dark soul gun. The wounds on his body were shocking, and blood continued to flow out.

The Grim Reaper flew to Ye Zichen's side, knelt on one knee, helped Ye Zichen, and said with a hint of regret in his voice: "Why do you bother, you fought to the death for a day and a night, the Emperor's reinforcements should have come a long time ago, and he didn't plan to save you at all!"

Ye Zichen smiled reluctantly and said, "It's his business whether he comes or not, my task is to guard the God Realm." ”

The Grim Reaper passed on his battle spirit to Ye Zichen to repair his injuries.

Ye Zichen smiled bitterly and said, "You save me, aren't you afraid that I will fight against you after I am injured?"

"I'm not afraid of you against me, I don't want you to die. Death said as he teleported his war spirit.

"Gu Yao, you withdraw your troops, count me as begging you. Ye Zichen pleaded.

The god of death is named Gu Yao, who has the ability to manipulate the undead, and is known as the god of death.

Gu Yao smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Do you think I can withdraw from the army now?" If I withdraw from the army, do you think Di Ling Summit will let me go?"

"I'm not going to let him hurt you. Ye Zichen said softly.

Gu Yao smiled sadly: "Are you really stupid to think that he will listen to you? hehehe, what he wants is your life." Don't forget, you are the closest to him, with you, can he sit on the throne?"

Ye Zichen closed his eyes and stopped talking. What Gu Yao said was indeed very right, his strength and combat record were indeed enough to threaten Di Ling Feng, and he might really plan to get rid of himself.

Gu Yao stood up and said, "You can heal here, don't come over again." ”

With that, he went straight to the shrine.

Gu Yao's army of 70,000 gradually approached the Divine Palace, and the Heavenly Emperor in the Divine Palace looked at the menacing army and ordered the Divine General behind him: "Kill them all, not one will be left." ”

After receiving the order, the god general respectfully saluted and led the troops into battle.

The 100,000 gods poured out like a flood of beasts, and fought with the 70,000 army that rushed in.

The combat power of the 100,000 divine generals under the Heavenly Emperor was naturally stronger than that under Gu Yao, and the battle situation was already biased towards the Heavenly Emperor's side at the beginning.

After Gu Yao arrived, he saw that his army had fallen into disadvantage, and he did not hesitate to use the spell to summon the army of the undead.

The undead are the souls of the gods, and some strong people have powerful souls, even if the body has died, the combat power of the soul is also not to be underestimated. Spelling is a secret method used to control the undead.

Countless undead were summoned, including the divine generals who died in battle in Gu Yao's army, and the divine generals who died in battle on the side of the Heavenly Emperor.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, and the number of people on Gu Yao's side obviously had an advantage, and as time went by, the more people died in battle, the more undead there were.

When Di Lingfeng saw this scene, he was also a little flustered in his heart, if it continued like this, I am afraid that it would not be long before the Divine Palace would be broken by Gu Yao.

Di Lingfeng couldn't sit still, and went out to meet Gu Yao in person.

When Di Lingfeng came to the battlefield, he saw that the 100,000-strong army had lost nearly 20,000 people, while the other party's people were fighting more and more.

After Gu Yao saw Di Ling Feng, his eyes were full of anger, and he said, "Di Ling Feng!

Di Lingfeng angrily reprimanded: "As a member of the Divine Realm, why do you want to rebel and endanger the Divine Realm. ”

Gu Yao sneered and said, "Then why did you kill the innocent?"

Di Lingfeng retorted, "When have I ever mutilated an innocent?"

Gu Yao said with great anger: "You encountered a heavenly calamity, why did you bring the disaster to those ordinary people in the human world?"

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, how can I compare with those ants! It is their honor that they can block the calamity for me, why should I do this?"

"You ruined my hometown, what's wrong with me wanting revenge! Ye Zichen has been guarding the divine realm for 10,000 years, why do you want to harm him? You are not worthy of being the Emperor of Heaven!"

Di Lingfeng said angrily, "Do you really think you can fight against me?"

Gu Yao said coldly: "How can you know if you don't try." ”

After that, the two also joined the battlefield.

With the addition of two peak powerhouses, the battlefield has become more tragic and the number of undead has increased.

The two sides fought fiercely for nearly a few days, and in the end, the Heavenly Emperor's 100,000 gods were less than a thousand, and the number on Gu Yao's side far exceeded him.

The army surrounded Di Ling Feng, and at this moment, Di Ling Feng was covered in blood stains, his hair was unkempt, and he had long lost the appearance of the Emperor of Heaven.

Facing the army that surrounded him, Di Lingfeng instead looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, my dignified Heavenly Emperor, I have been forced into such a situation, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Gu Yao pointed at Di Lingfeng, and said in a resolute tone: "Di Lingfeng, you lost." ”

Di Lingfeng laughed again, revealing a strange expression, and said to Gu Yao: "Gu Yao, do you think I really can't do it?"

Gu Yao stared at Di Lingfeng to see what other means he had.

I saw Di Lingfeng's palm grasping upwards, and a huge void palm suddenly appeared in the air, and in the next moment, there was an extra person in the palm.

Gu Yao was also taken aback when she saw that person, that person was Ye Zichen.

Ye Zichen was originally recuperating from his injuries, but he was suddenly grabbed by a giant palm that appeared in the void and brought him here.

Di Lingfeng put the sword on Ye Zichen's neck and threatened: "How about it, Gu Yao, if you dare to touch me, then I will take him to the funeral." ”

Gu Yao smiled: "Hehe, you threaten me with your own people, do you think it's useful?"

After hearing this, Di Lingfeng's face was indifferent, and he said loudly: "Since this is the case, then I will give him a ride first." ”

"You dare!" Gu Yao shouted almost subconsciously.

As if the conspiracy had succeeded, Di Lingfeng laughed wildly: "Hahaha, Gu Yao, you will also have a weakness?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Zichen's mouth, and he mocked: "Emperor Lingfeng, you are the Emperor of Heaven, you actually want to threaten your opponent with hostages, hehe, it's really ......"

"Shut up! I'm a king, you're a minister. It is only right for the minister to die for the king!" Di Lingfeng interrupted.

"As I said, I'm guarding this divine realm, not you, some bullshit emperor, just a waste. Ye Zichen said coldly.

Di Lingfeng couldn't stand this humiliation, and slapped Ye Zichen on the back in anger, and the wound on Ye Zichen's body cracked again, and he became a bloody man in an instant.

Gu Yao was immediately furious and yelled at Emperor Lingfeng: "Bastard, if you dare to hurt him in the slightest, I will lead the army to crush your Heavenly Divine Palace!"

Di Lingfeng was not afraid and said with a smile: "Hahaha, come on, see if I die first or if he dies first." ”