Sixty-four bronze pillars trembled at the same time, gushing out ten thousand golden lights, condensing into sixty-four golden dragon phantoms, the dragons roared wildly, and the giant tails flicked in the air like crazy.

The bloody aura rushed into the sky, and the incomparably bloody, cold, and destructive aura gathered by this group of ancient dragons devouring hundreds of millions of living beings was sticky inside, and it erupted wildly at this moment, making people's souls feel terrified.

Han Xing panted in pain, gritted his teeth stubbornly, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth dripped down, he let Long Wei swing violently, shaking his body to the sea, and his blood was churning, but he held back and didn't let his knees bend at all, even if it was a little bit!

He staggered, his face pale, and his muscles trembled......

He would fall one moment or the next, and this kind of coercion had already risen beyond his limit, but he struggled to support it...... Not only did he not kneel, but he actually took a step and struggled to approach the high platform behind!

As a result, if the clay statue on the high platform had a spirit, it would also surprise him!

Suddenly, the coercion from the sixty-four bronze pillars hit like a wild wave, and the golden dragon's blood-red eyes in the phantom were exposed, and the scales and armor all over his body were flashed with golden light, and the entire body was close to condensation.

"Whew" Eight eight sixty-four flames suddenly erupted from the dragon's mouth, and the Korean star blasted away!

Han Xing's breath was suffocated, and he was hit by the oncoming wave of flame qi and turned backwards in the air, and the flames almost whistled against his scalp.

Rao is like this, Han Xing's facial features and seven orifices also burst out of blood at the same time, and under extreme anger, he suddenly had a flash of divine light in his eyes, and said fiercely:

I kneel on my knees, kneel down to the ground, kneel in the middle of the parents, although you Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun is a god, but today the cow does not drink water and strong joints, and I want to kneel to you by forceful means, that is absolutely impossible!

I lost my parents when I was a child, I came to this world alone, all the pain was borne by myself, I have never seen the god give a trace of salvation, why should I kneel to you?

When I worship the gods, I am actually worshipping myself, asking for my own forgiveness and fulfillment, and only I can save myself, and the same is true in this temple of the god of Hajj!

Can you survive by kneeling down? That's a joke, it's tantamount to covering your ears and stealing a bell!

On the way to cultivating the truth, it is against the sky, seeing the gods and killing the gods, and killing the ghosts, so that they can stand at the peak of the cultivation world in the future!

Today, I still don't take your thousand-year-old ghost to heart...... Since you can't break through the high platform behind you, I will destroy these pillars and let your entire hall collapse!

If you want to kill me, you don't know that I won't kill you!

Kill!

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

Han Xing roared angrily, struggled and pounced on the blood-colored pillar in the middle, he decided that this pillar was the center of all the pillars!

Han Xing desperately ran the mixed element combat power of his whole body, and the crisp sound of "snap" and "snap" of the bone joints all over his body, and the green tendons of his arms gradually skyrocketed, at least one-third thicker than usual, and he gathered tens of thousands of catties of strength to break this purple blood pillar from the root!

Suddenly, an empty voice came from above the main hall: "Okay, this son's nature is deeply in line with my will, if you want to go against the sky, I will fulfill you!"

This voice was like thunder, with an inexplicable domineering, accompanied by the roar of dragons in the hall, and there was a kind of arrogance that looked down on all the heavens and the earth, which penetrated into Han Xing's ears.

Han Xing couldn't help but be shocked, and the thunder blow that was about to be sent out slowed down, and he was about to open his mouth to ask who it was, when he saw another change on the blood-colored pillar in the center......

Suddenly, a huge red dragon rushed into the air from the middle of the blood-colored pillar of the word "war", and a big blood-red word "war" was also printed in the center of the dragon's head!

The red dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, its red scales shining, and its bloody mouth hung upside down like a bottomless abyss, "Poof!" The red light shone, and the dragon's mouth actually spit out a dragon ball the size of a moon disk.

Han Xing's heart froze, and he looked up, goosebumps rose all over his body, and he didn't know whether he was surprised or delighted......

Surprised...... This dragon ball seemed to be wrapped in infinite battle intent, and its glory was magnificent, and a powerful coercion swept out of it in an instant. This coercion is extremely strong, and it instantly suppressed all the power in the main hall!

Gladly...... As soon as the dragon ball appeared, Han Xing suddenly felt a lighten of pressure, and the waves of flame qi spewed out from the mouth of the carved dragon on the sixty-four green bronze pillars around him immediately stopped attacking him, turned into countless runes, and shot towards the dragon ball instead.

Sixty-four runes flew up and down around the dragon balls like strings of brilliant chains of order, and in the blink of an eye, the runes and the dragon balls were entangled together, and were absorbed by the dragon balls.

"Roar......

The red dragon roared, and above the dragon's head, sixty-four red dots were impressively printed, although it was a little blurry, but it could be vaguely seen that it was sixty-four small battle words that flickered and flickered, like a group of stars arching around the big word "war" in the middle!

The red dragon jumped up, danced up and down the hall, and then pierced out from dozens of zhang away, and disappeared into the middle of the blood-colored pillar "war".

The word "war" on the blood-colored pillar suddenly emitted a purple-red light, and countless battle characters rose to the sky.

In an instant, all the runes changed into flying swords, with the word "war" as the center, forming a huge transparent sword net with a diameter of several hundred zhang, emitting a buzzing sound, covering the place where Han Xing stood below.

Brush brush brush, ten thousand swords at the same time!

There are thousands of swords, flying in the air, Rao is Han Xing's dodge is fast, and there are countless sword qi that stabbed his body to the ground, and the blood lines that shot out of his body turned into a splashing blood mist, which filled the entire hall, and a tragic and tragic aura suddenly enveloped Han Xing's heart.

"It's really dead this time!"

He wanted to roar and strengthen his heroic morale, but found that he couldn't scream...... The pain in the meridians of the whole body is unbearable!

Suddenly, Han Xing only felt a sharp pain in the meridian veins that were blocked all over his body, and under the cutting, pressing, and attack of this unparalleled sword qi, the sword qi actually rushed through the channel of his meridian wall, cutting a very narrow line, as thin as a hair, and emitting a strange red light.

His meridians are like the embankment of the river basin being opened, and the red light is constantly swimming in the veins and flesh and blood, and white flames inexplicably emerge from his muscles and bones, burning in his body, forging and refining his body as a protector.

The white flames burned the meridians in the flesh and blood, and finally calcined the lines of the sword qi in the blocked meridians!

The white flames in his body continued to burn, and from time to time a thick black liquid on his body was discharged from his pores, and was burned into a trace of fly ash floating in the air......

At this moment, Han Xing felt as if he had risen from hell to heaven, and the pain in his body was completely gone, and he slowly returned to normal, and his whole body was comfortable, and he was very cool, and he also became a god and restrained, and he looked full of energy.

The incident in front of him really broke his cognition, which is completely unbelievable and incredible!

Han Xing's meridians since he was a child were blocked and could not be incorporated into the aura, but at this time, there was a trace of mixed energy flowing in the eight veins of the Richie meridian!

Throughout the ages, there is not only no one who has used this way to dredge the meridians, but it is unique!

His flesh and bones were calcined more pure, and even the impurities in his body were refined, which made him feel that the ancient blood veins all over his body were even thicker, and the surface of his skin was also covered with blood beads like sweat and blood.

Although this process was tragic, after his physical body was transformed, the power of the stored mixed element combat power was even stronger!

At this moment, triggered by this blood essence, he even became even more warlike, and it seemed that there was a bloodthirsty mood awakening, struggling, and roaring in his body!

Suddenly, the red light emitted from Han Xing's meridians came out of his body, gradually condensing all the blood beads oozing from the surface of his body into a blood cell.

The blood ball slowly expanded, and then exploded!

The exploding blood mist was wrapped in a trace of blood, cutting the sword net like a sharp blade, and the blood light rushed straight to the word "war" in the center of the sword net, and the blood in the blood of the ancient blood slowly seeped into the word "war......

Once the ancient bloodline was absorbed by the word "war", the word "war" in the sky above the hall became even more blood-red, condensed but not dispersed.

As soon as the word "war" was stained with blood, all of a sudden, Han Xing felt that the word "war" seemed to be connected with his own flesh and blood!

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation locked him instantly, a red light flashed, and the word "battle" actually shot into Han Xing's divine hiding cave and disappeared......

In the depths of Han Xing's mind, there was an extra "Heaven Slaughtering Battle Technique".

Suddenly, the voice that was enough to make anyone's heart tremble appeared again, and he sighed slightly: "What a powerful bloodline! You have finally merged with the word 'war', from today onwards, the 'Heaven Slaughtering Battle Technique' will be used by you! You are the embodiment of 'war'!"

"For my use?"

Han Xing's heart was shocked...... In the cave of the gods, the word "war" makes himself rise an inexplicable and wonderful battle intent, this feeling is both mysterious and extremely familiar, as if his past life and present life are a god of war, and the word "war" is inseparable......

The majestic voice came out again, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, it is for your use! Aren't you going to fight the sky, the earth, and the god of war...... Hehe, I'm looking forward to it! When you truly comprehend the power of the word 'war', you will be able to 'defy the sky'." ”

only heard his voice and didn't see his person, which made Han Xing's eyes flash with different colors, and then shouted: "You...... What the hell are you...... How is it possible to teleport...... Are you a ghost, a god, or a man?"

The voice was silent for a while, and then he shouted again: "Who is the old man, you don't need to ask more, let alone anything...... Bah, with your current weakness, if you want to try to provoke my majesty, although this god is only ...... Do you believe it or not...... A backhand can completely kill you!"

But when he said the words "There are only ...... left in the gods", the coercion in his voice suddenly decreased, and it seemed that all the unspeakable words were in it.

"Yes! Yes!" Han Xing was shocked, his face was a little pale, and he nodded again and again when he heard the words.

"Hmph!" There was another light snort out of thin air, as if there was infinite emotion, he sighed, and then said, "Since... Demon Night......... Since the fall of the old man...... You are the first person who can be fated to melt with the word 'war', so why, the old man is also confused...... It's just that...... It's just that I didn't expect your strength to be so weak...... Alas, the old man went too. ”

Han Xing was about to ask again, but the voice had disappeared without a trace, and the purple-gold huge copper pillar also fell to the ground with a bang because it lost the word "war", becoming a pile of powdered copper slag.

About half a pillar of incense, all the visions gradually dissipated, and the hall was clear again.