"Holy Throne Futon!" Nearly 10,000 saints hung in the starry sky, their eyes eagerly looking at the futon in front of them, and the three figures on the futon.

"I am the Lord of the Stars, the Quasi-Holy Heavenly Venerable, the Emperor of the Stars, and I should sit on the futon. A Shenwu man wearing a purple emperor robe and surrounded by starlight walked out of the crowd and shouted.

The eyes of all the gods converged together, as heavy as a sacred mountain, and shrouded the Star Emperor.

"Boom!" Emperor Xingyao's body sank suddenly, and in an instant, it was suppressed by many divine forces, and it was difficult to lift his footsteps.

"Drink, ......" Emperor Xingyao was unwilling in his heart, and the extreme starlight flew out from the pores around his body, condensing into huge stars, constantly rotating around him, blocking the oppression of many holy beings.

However, there are too many strong people here, and many of them are in the same realm as him. The huge stars quickly disintegrated under the extremely aggressive gaze, and it didn't seem to last long.

The Star Emperor gritted his steel teeth, grimaced his cheeks, raised his right foot with great difficulty, and took a step forward.

"Boom!" This step fell, and the Nine Heavens Palace shook violently like an earth dragon.

"What do you want to do?" Just one step was passed, and the Star Emperor was covered with sweat, and he keenly felt that the pressure imposed on him was even stronger.

"There are ten positions in total, why should I give you one?" A woman with white wings on her back, a holy white dress, and half a silver demon mask on her face said indifferently, her voice cold and beautiful.

"That's so imposing, then why don't you pull the three of them down?" the Star Emperor was furious, and stretched out his hand to the three of the white bones.

There is some truth to this. A god with thin cheeks, golden eyes, and a golden giant sword nearly two meters long on his shoulder, looked at the three figures in front of him with malicious intent.

Although the black bear outside the Dao Gate hunted the red-haired demon god and shocked people, it was not enough to deter all the sacred.

After all, the demon god who died was only in the realm of heavenly immortals.

Coincidentally, the three people on the futon turned around and faced nearly ten thousand sacred. In an instant, the monstrous momentum was released by them like a mountain and a sea, as if there was a real dragon roaring, emitting a divine sound like cracking gold and jade. The group of people closest to them was forcibly slammed into their arms by a great force, and they took a few steps back.

"Do you want to die?" The White Bone Spirit stretched out his hand and summoned a blood-transforming divine knife like a red jade, the blade pointing directly at the Golden Eyed Spirit.

"I'm talking about everyone's ......"

"Huh!" he had just said six words, and before he could finish a word, the white bone spirit made a brazen move.

"Poof!" The Blood Transformation Divine Knife was thrown out by him in a twist of hands, and with a bright red and blood-like evil aura, the knife pierced through the void and penetrated the chest of the golden-eyed spirit.

"I ...... I ......" The golden eyes and spirit pupils dilated rapidly, and he looked at the half of the blade on his chest in disbelief, and spit out a large stream of divine blood from his mouth, and the glow escaped: "I regret it!"

"Puff ......" At this moment, the Blood Transformation Divine Knife suddenly changed, turning into thousands of red capillary needles, grinding the golden eye spirit into flesh and devouring all the divine brilliance in it.

"Who still has an opinion?" the white bone spirit stood up from the futon, his black hair flying, his eyes red, and his murderous aura shocked the crowd.

"Everyone, don't be afraid of her, just like you did with Xingyao, gather the strength of all of us and ...... them"

"Poof!" an aging woman had just stepped forward when a half-scarlet blade pierced her thin body.

"No, this is impossible, I have cultivated the supreme treasure body, how can I ......"

"Puff puff puff ......" Thousands of cow hair needles shattered her supreme treasure body and devoured the divine brilliance.

Nearly 10,000 Divine Beings, including Styx, all stared at the white bone spirit plump figure with stunned eyes.

This woman is also terrifying, terrifying, and her heart trembles.

"Who has an opinion?" asked the Bone Spirit.

"Fellow Daoists......"

"Puff, puff, puff......"

Watching a golden corpse emperor full of corpse qi being stirred into flesh, most of the divine bodies were covered with goosebumps and their teeth were cold.

"Bone ......"

"Puff, puff, puff......"

Hey...... It's really irritable! Styx asked himself that he was also the number one fierce god in heaven and earth, and he was idle when he killed gods and immortals, but compared to the current white bone spirit, it was really embarrassing!

The Bone Spirit's indifferent gaze enveloped all the sacred, and he didn't speak, but it made everyone feel threatened.

When a madman has absolute strength, any act of provoking him is stupid.

"Sword Saint, Fu Emperor, True Spirit Emperor, Six-Tone Venerable, how about going together?As long as we can make a good start, the remaining Saints will be able to blast her to pieces. "A majestic and heroic, as if the demon god condensed by divine jade, secretly connected in tandem.

"It should be like this, the Holy Land of the Dao Palace, how can one person be rampant. Juggernaut drew his sword and responded secretly.

"Buzzing ......" the demon god shook his head, and a long whip that looked like a divine sword, but black smoke billowing from his hand, flew towards the white bone spirit.

"Where is the Huaguo Mountain Legion?" Out of the corner of his eye, the white bone spirit caught a glimpse of four or five divine beings flying up, worried that they would be led up by them and attack them in groups, and then they would be ruthless and completely suppress these unruly powerhouses.

"The gods are here!" more than 2,000 demon soldiers shouted in unison, and twelve bloody flags flew out of the army, the flags were like knives, and they slashed at the five gods who were ready to be pioneers.

If these four or five divine masters are martial arts masters, then more than two thousand demon soldiers can be called veterans of a hundred battles. If you go it alone, a martial arts master can defeat any soldier, but when a hundred battle veterans are combined into a formation, the attack power will not only increase several times.

What's more, the White Bone Spirit was worried that it would not be able to overwhelm the group in an instant, leading to a bigger riot, so he secretly blessed the demon soldiers with immortal energy.

With his current strength, he is not comparable to a saint, but the monkey and the Styx combined are probably not his opponents. When this power was blessed to the army, the five strong men who acted as the vanguard blew up.

That's right, it was blown up by the twelve flag swords, and the blood of the gods was splashed, and it was a lot cheaper for low-level monks.

Of course, this bright fireworks-like blood has also been poured into the hearts of many people, completely extinguishing the blood in their hearts.

What the hell, whoever goes up and who dies, who dares to take the lead? Needless to say, the strength of the white bone spirit itself, the key is that she is not alone!

"Forget it, this mountain is too hard, and the remaining seven futons are not owned yet, so it may not be a better choice. For a time, this thought became the voice of all the sacred hearts.

God, too, fear death!

"Xingyao, the Immortal God, the Dark Monarch, the Great Priest of Light, the Demon Dragon King, and the Ten Peerless Heavenly Maidens, join forces and divide the remaining seven futons. The woman with wings on her back and a demon mask spoke.

Xing Yao, who was dressed in a purple imperial robe and surrounded by starlight, said solemnly: "Join forces." ”

Dressed in exquisite silver, with white hair flying, and holding a silver long sword in his hand, the Immortal God replied, "Join forces." ”

The body was shrouded in darkness, and the dark monarch who could only be seen faintly said, "Just what I want." ”

The old man, dressed in pure white sacrificial robes and holding a staff in his hand, said, "Holy Angel, how are the seats distributed?"

The black-haired shawl, tall man, and demonic middle-aged man said, "Dragon King, I want the fourth futon." ”

Dressed in a cyan long skirt, the woman with a peerless demeanor, but with the Ten Extinction World Array in her body, said lightly: "I am the first immortal in the ages, and I should sit on the fourth futon!"

The holy angel frowned slightly, and said: "Is the cultivation by sitting on the first futon? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly walked to the end futon.

"Boom!" as she began to move, the multitudes of the Divine gathered their might again, trying to stop her.

"Hmph!" Emperor Xingyao snorted coldly, opened his arms, and shot with all his might, and the dazzling starlight came out of nothing, landing on the head of the Holy Angel, supporting her with all his might.

Immediately afterwards, the Immortal God, the Dark Monarch, the Great Priest of Light, the Demon Dragon King, and the Ten Peerless Heavenly Maidens also took action together, buying precious time for the Holy Angel.

Finally, she sat down on the tenth futon.

"I'll sit on the fourth. The immortal god said solemnly.

After the words of the Holy Angel, coupled with the precedent in Zixiao Palace, several people relaxed the ranking of the futon a little, and no one argued with him.

With their concerted efforts, the Immortal God sat on the fourth futon, the Great Priest of Light sat on the fifth futon, the Dark Monarch sat on the sixth futon, the Ten Peerless Heavenly Maidens sat on the seventh futon, the Star Emperor sat on the eighth futon, and the Demon Dragon King sat on the ninth futon.

Since then, the ten futons have been completely divided. Some of the Divine were still unconvinced and wanted to challenge the last seven powerhouses, but at this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded in the Dao Palace, suppressing all the Divine Beings.

"Just sit down and start preaching!"

Quietly, a figure appeared on the jade bed, and a golden willow tree hung above the figure's head, the willow branches swayed without wind, and the golden willow leaves shone with glazed brilliance.

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