The divine weapon in Xue Ying's hand made all the beings present frightened, this divine weapon could still have the upper hand in the three emperor divine weapons alone, obviously it had surpassed the level of the imperial divine soldiers, and it was a divine weapon at the level of quasi-emperor soldiers.

It is not surprising that the ordinary quasi-emperor soldiers, with the heritage of the Guangming clan, it is not too precious, but it is obvious that drinking hatred is not an ordinary quasi-emperor soldier, this is a big fierce divine soldier, even the pseudo-emperor soldiers who are close to the emperor soldiers are not comparable.

The prestige of drinking hatred has been sealed for too long in the years, so even the three great god monarchs of the Bright Clan did not recognize this great fierce divine weapon for a while.

Even Chu Duan's eyes were a little surprised, he didn't know that Xue Ying still had such a fierce divine weapon in his hands. It seems that even if the imperial family left by the Third Emperor has been in decline for a long time, and even almost wiped out except for the snow cherry blossoms, and the inheritance is almost severe, there are still some extraordinary heritages.

However, Chu Duan was only a little surprised, everyone has their own secrets, as long as it is not good for the Heaven Tribulation Sect, any secret Chu Duan can tolerate, he still has this heart.

What's more, with the current background of the Heaven Destroying Sect, not to mention that it is a great fierce divine weapon comparable to a pseudo-emperor soldier, even eight out of ten things are not taken into account, and it is impossible to do anything to seize the treasures of the sect members.

The attack of the three great god monarchs of the light clan and the three great emperor gods returned from the attack, and before they could strike again, Xue Ying had already begun to counterattack. Her seemingly frail figure swayed slightly, like a fish swimming in water, and disappeared in an instant.

"No!"

A Light Clan god suddenly roared angrily, and the extremely cold murderous aura imprisoned his body, that murderous aura was so terrifying that even the blazing holy light could not dispel it. A big head rose to the sky, with disbelief in his eyes, and the blood on his broken neck rose to the sky.

Xue Ying's figure only faintly appeared when she cut off the head of the Light Clan, but the time was too short for the other Light Clan Gods to react at all, let alone make a move.

The faces of the three Bright Divine Monarchs were cloudy, they only felt a chill down their spines, this kind of assassination method was unpredictable, even they only sensed it at the moment when Xue Ying was about to make a move, but it was already a step too late.

The three Imperial Divine Weapons rose and fell in mid-air, and the light emitted enveloped all the Light Clan people, and only in this way could they give the other Light Clan gods who were too frightened some sense of security.

"Ghost clan, that woman is a ghost monk!"

"What kind of cultivation is she, she is actually able to exert the power beyond the demigods in the Shattered Heaven Realm. ”

"That bone dagger is very strange, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, I'm afraid it's a great fierce divine weapon, and it can't be nameless. ”

The three Divine Monarchs of the Bright Clan collided with their divine senses, they didn't expect that the Heaven Tribulation Sect would have such a master, and with their own strength, they forced their thirty gods to protect themselves, and even killed one of their gods.

"Sacrifice that weapon, otherwise even we won't be able to detect the female ghost cultivator's figure, let alone break through her and kill the Dao Venerable disciple!"

"Good!"

"Shoot!"

A divine light appeared on one of the Divine Monarchs, and the source of the divine light was a simple milky white jade divine mirror, the mirror surface was not smooth, but seemed to be composed of countless tiny concave and convex mirrors, and each concave and convex surface had divine runes flickering.

"Mirror of Light!"

All the gods of the Light Clan looked at the jade mirror with reverent eyes, their power poured into the jade mirror like a great river, and the jade god mirror burst into the holy light in all directions with a "buzz", and the snow cherry blossoms hidden in the void suddenly manifested, or were broken by the jade god mirror.

Xue Ying frowned slightly, urging the divine soldiers in her hands to drink hatred, and the monstrous murderous aura wrapped her in hiding again. However, the holy light bursting from the jade divine mirror was even more blazing, and the snow cherry that had just been hidden appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the murderous aura of hatred and her own strength could not avoid the energy of the jade divine mirror.

"Be careful, that's the pseudo-emperor soldier of the Guangming Clan, with the power close to that of the imperial soldier!" Nangong Chifeng said.

The pseudo-emperor soldier is a divine soldier between the quasi-imperial soldier and the imperial soldier, this kind of divine weapon power has surpassed the quasi-imperial soldier, but the power has not yet reached the level of the imperial soldier, corresponding to the existence of the emperor who has not yet set foot in the imperial realm, but already has the existence of most of the emperor's combat power.

Just like today's Huo Lao and Qing Ning, most of their bodies have stepped into the emperor realm, and they are only half a step away from becoming the emperor, but they are not the real emperors, and the natal magic weapon they have refined is the pseudo-emperor soldiers.

Throughout the ages, the imperial soldiers were refined by the emperor, and only the emperor could refine the imperial soldiers by imprinting his own emperor in the imperial materials. The only exception is the Great Emperor Diye, who refined the "Blood Abyss" of the Emperor's soldiers before he became an emperor, which became a legend in the cultivation world.

However, Di Ye also said in person that he was able to refine the imperial soldier before the emperor realm because he borrowed a kind of treasure, and since then, even if he has become the emperor, he has never refined the imperial soldier.

The strength of the pseudo-imperial soldiers is still on top of the fragments of the imperial soldiers, although the divine soldiers are stronger than ordinary pseudo-imperial soldiers, but they are not much stronger, and the Bright Divine Mirror is obviously not an ordinary pseudo-imperial soldier.

The hatred in Xue Ying's hand made a sharp trembling sound, with a strong unwillingness and bloodthirsty emotion, it had been sleeping for a long time, and the life of a god would not be satisfied.

A monstrous and ferocious aura poured out from the hatred, and Yukizakura's hand trembled as she held the hate, and the great fierce divine weapon was actually trying to control her to kill.

Xue Ying snorted coldly, mysterious lines appeared on her fingers, and she pointed at the hatred. The divine soldier suddenly let out a wail, and the monstrous and ferocious aura suddenly converged, and he didn't dare to act recklessly.

After suppressing the ferocity of drinking hatred, Xue Ying flashed and appeared in the original position, facing Chu Dui with the Wine and Meat Monk and the Thunder Queen, protecting Chu Dui in the center.

The faces of the three gods of the Guangming clan are ugly, and the pseudo-emperor soldier Bright Divine Mirror is already their hole card, and the pseudo-emperor soldier is enough to be dominant when the emperor soldier does not come out. Now their hole cards have been revealed, but instead of hurting a single hair of Chu Duan, they have damaged a god themselves, which is simply a great shame.

"Xiangliu clan, you are hiding behind because you want to make a profit, if so, I am afraid that you will not be able to tolerate you here. ”

One of the gods of the Bright Clan saw that the Xiangliu Clan had been in a good time, and he had a lively posture, and the anger in his heart suddenly exploded like a lit fire oil.

The Divine Monarch of the Xiangliu Clan looked gloomy, and said with a fierce light flashing in his eyes: "It's not your turn to teach the Xiangliu Clan how to do things, and I'm afraid it's not up to you to let us go." ”

"Fart, Xiangliu guy, you don't look at what kind of place this is, who everyone is, you can't hide it from us just because of your little care. If you make a move now, maybe you can get a piece of the pie, but if you want to make a profit, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough. The Yama Ghost Clan's Divine Monarch said hoarsely.

The gods of the Xiangliu clan were furious, but at this time, the gods of the Asura clan fell on them at the same time, and the behavior of the Xiangliu clan angered the other four giant clans at the same time, that is, the gods of the Golden Crow tribe that they had always befriended were all unkind.