The solemn ninth palace is magnificent, like a heavenly palace located in the world.

In the palace, the gaze of many warriors was projected, and then slowly retracted their gaze.

There were people who knew Ye Xingchen, smiling and nodding.

There are also people who secretly hate him, their eyes are cold, and a trace of killing intent flashes in their eyes.

However, the most important thing now is to seize the dark gourd on the nine-colored altar, although this gourd does not exude a powerful momentum, everyone can judge that this gourd is the weapon of the Dark Supreme.

The supreme weapon is enough to make anyone's heart move.

The primordial realm, since ancient times, eternal and immortal, from the primeval to the present, there are only nine supremes, which shows how rare the supreme is.

Every supreme is the pinnacle of powerhouse that suppresses the heavens, and it is the true god in the lower realm, and he can also fight.

Except that the Supreme has not ascended to the divine realm, there is no difference between the Supreme and the true gods.

The word supreme is enough to crush eternity.

The supreme weapon is enough to sweep the world invincible.

A great power wields a supreme weapon and can be invincible in the same realm.

If a force obtains a supreme weapon, it will continue to be glorious for tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Today's Xuan Domain, there are many large states, countless forces, and the strongest forces, the human race forces, are the two alliances, the three holy lands, the five major dynasties, and the ten heavenly sects.

But these big forces have not given birth to supreme-level existences, at most there are only great sages, and the strongest weapons they use to suppress luck are the great holy weapons, also known as quasi-supreme weapons.

If one of these forces obtains the weapon of the Dark Supreme, then there is a great possibility that the Xuan Domain will be commanded in the future.

Therefore, Ye Xingchen entered with a white mouse, even if someone hated him, he would not target him now.

It is imperative that how to capture the Dark Gourd matters.

"Hehe, I see that you don't want to do it, so let me do it first in the Dayan Holy Land!" The person holding the King's Soldier in the Dayan Holy Land is a generation of Holy Sons in the Holy Land, and his cultivation is very strong, and he has almost completely stepped into the Heavenly Realm.

The King's Soldier of Dayan Holy Land is a purple gold sword, three feet long, with a purple and brilliant body, shaped like a long sword that has not yet been opened, exuding a powerful king's breath.

"Bang!"

He strode forward, waved the purple gold mace, and distorted the void, and the power of the king was emanated, if it weren't for the fact that this palace was guarded by a formation, under this blow, the Supreme Bedroom would have collapsed.

The purple gold mace shot out ten thousand purple rays of light, like a sword like a sword, splitting down the chaotic mist.

The Chaos Fog is extremely heavy, and a wisp of Chaos Fog can crush a mountain.

However, no matter how heavy the chaotic mist is, it can't stop the majesty of the king, and the purple gold gong fell, smashing part of the chaotic mist into pieces, and this palace scattered everywhere.

"Hehe, Brother Yuan has made a move, Ziwei Holy Land can't be left behind. "The people from the crape myrtle holy land made a move, he held the crape myrtle sword, and slashed out the blazing purple sword light.

Crape myrtle is the emperor star, symbolizing the emperor of crape myrtle.

The crape myrtle sword is the crape myrtle emperor sword.

The blazing crape myrtle sword light seemed to interweave the three thousand realms, opening up the eternal years, and dissipating the remaining chaotic mist.

"The Daoists of the Dayan Holy Land and the Ziwei Holy Land have all made a move, and if we don't make a move, when will we wait?"

He held the Sun Sword in his hand, and the sword light that slashed out was like the sun across the sky, extremely dazzling.

The people of the Wanhua Holy Land also took action, and the exercises of the Wanhua Holy Land can transform all things, and at this moment, the king's soldiers are used to refine the chaotic mist.

Refining the Chaos Mist lasted for a moment.

"The chaotic mist has dispersed, and everyone will fight for the Dark Gourd according to their abilities!" said the person from the Ziwei Holy Land.

As he spoke, he strode forward, holding the crape myrtle sword in his hand and shining for nine heavens, resisting the pressure from all sides, and walking towards the nine-colored altar.

"Crape myrtle's Taoist friends, the treasures are virtuous. "The previous generation of Holy Sons of the Dayan Holy Land made a move, and the purple gold gong smashed into the void and twisted, and the palace trembled.

"The two of them are right, but those who are virtuous may not be the Dayan Holy Land and the Ziwei Holy Land. "The Sun Moon Heavenly Sect's Sun Sword is blazing, shining in all directions, killing towards the Nine-Colored Altar.

The rest of the people from all sides didn't care about any face, and killed them at the nine-colored altar.

However, the people on all sides have scruples, and they did not let each other's king's soldiers really collide, otherwise the Supreme Bedroom is guarded by a formation, and many warriors in the palace will also be crushed into powder by the power of the king.

"Bang!"

Just the momentum of several king's weapons collided together, and a brilliant light erupted, forming a large black hole in the center of the collision, swallowing everything.

Fortunately, at this time, the palace was shining, and the veins were connected together, forming complex and mysterious dao patterns, weakening the power of the king.

But even here, everyone still felt a dull breath coming, almost suffocating.

It was a terrible feeling, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the Nine-Colored Altar absorbed the power of the Void and intertwined many Supreme Patterns, reviving the Dark Gourd.

For a moment, the heavens and the earth fell silent.

The king's soldiers in the palace lost their light in an instant, and this supreme aura was released, with the supreme dormitory as the center, countless dark creatures trembled, prostrate on the ground, as if kneeling to worship a god, and kept kowtowing in the direction of the supreme dormitory.

At the same time, the supreme breath broke through the heavens and the earth, filling the vast earth, and the creatures in a radius of millions trembled, feeling that the end times were coming.

This supreme aura was only fleeting, but everyone in the palace was the closest, and at this moment they felt cold hands and feet, each of them turned pale, sweat soaked their clothes, and everyone seemed to come out of the water.

"Could it be...... Is the Dark Supreme still alive?" someone shuddered.

If it weren't for the Dark Supreme being alive, who would have revived his weapon.

"Impossible, the Dark Supreme is a person in ancient times, I don't know how many thousands of years ago, in this world, there is no god, after all, dust will return to dust, and earth will return to earth. Someone retorted.

"That's not necessarily, it is rumored that the Dark Supreme has comprehended the way of God and ascended to the divine realm, maybe in this era, he came to the lower realm again. There are also dissenting opinions.

"How is it possible, different worlds have natural world barriers, not to mention true gods, even heavenly gods cannot go to the lower realm, even if it is a god-king level existence, at most it will open a gap and pass down a divine power. "There are people who are very knowledgeable and know many accounts of the gods.

The people of the Ziwei Holy Land put away the Ziwei sword, looked at the nine-colored altar, and said: "The dark gourd is not the supreme urging it to revive, but the nine-colored altar, just now we fought and smashed the void, and the nine-colored altar automatically absorbed the void energy and urged the dark gourd to recover, so it exuded a wisp of supreme aura." ”

"Didn't you notice, that wisp of supreme aura just now didn't have any killing intent at all, otherwise even if we had the king's weapon to protect our bodies, we would all be wiped out. ”

The crape myrtle holy land has a long heritage, and even existed since ancient times, and there are some records of the Dark Supreme.

"That's right, Brother Zhang is right, just now it was just the nine-colored altar absorbing the void energy and reviving it for a moment. "The previous generation of Holy Sons of the Dayan Holy Land had bright eyes, staring at the nine-colored altar.

"In that case, what scruples are there to decide the ownership of the dark gourd by victory or defeat, but before the duel, clear out the irrelevant people. Someone suggested.

What he meant by this was that everyone present, except for Ye Xingchen and the white mouse, the rest of the people were either disciples of the Holy Land, or children of the imperial family of the Imperial Dynasty, or disciples of the Heavenly Sect.

"Buzz!"

When this person made this suggestion, the dark gourd trembled slightly, emitting a rich dark power, sweeping towards everyone, pulling into a special force field.