Chapter 809: Sharp edge

Regarding Jing Wade's sudden appearance, Lu Yifan was indifferent, he still bowed and knelt in front of the tomb of the Shenyuan God, and silently confided something to the Shenyuan in the tomb under the roar of the storm.

At this moment, the curtain crown took the lead with two masters of the shogunate god clan to block in front of Jing Wade and several people, and the curtain crown frowned slightly and looked Jing Wade up and down, and said: "It turned out to be the seventh elder of the Jing Sea God Clan, Jing Wade God, I don't know what the god suddenly has to do?" Although Mu Guan said politely, his hand had quietly reached into the sword hanging from his waist. The Jinghai Divine Clan and the Shogunate Divine Clan have always been at odds, so how could the Shogunate not be more wary of Jingweide?

"You are the junior of the shogunate god clan, for the sake of the face of the shogunate, the deity doesn't want to embarrass you, so if you know each other, stand aside obediently and don't talk nonsense. Jing Wade said contemptuously with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Lu Yifan from beginning to end.

"You're here to kill the Mortals?" asked Mu Zhiling in a coquettish voice, "Isn't this matter already agreed......?

"Shhhh ”

Mu Guan shook his head firmly and said, "If the gods want to embarrass the underworld brothers today, please forgive me for being difficult to obey." ”

Jing Wade's face gradually became gloomy, he slowly raised his right hand and grabbed it lightly from the storm, and then threw it forward, and in an instant, a water ball the size of a human head was entangled by lightning and thunder, and it smashed towards the front door of the curtain crown with lightning speed.

"Be careful!"

With a coquettish shout of Mu Zhiling, the curtain crown has drawn the sword out of the sheath as fast as lightning and split the sword edge from the middle of the water ball, with a soft sound of "snort", the thunder and lightning water ball was divided into two by the curtain crown, and the cheeks that were attached to the curtain crown flew out from the left and right sides of its ears, although the curtain crown dodged a head-on blow, but the whistling thunder and lightning water ball still rubbed a red blood mark on the cheeks on both sides, and the curtain crown felt a burst of hot pain from the wound, and said in a deep voice: " God, I respect you as the predecessor of the Jinghai God Clan, and you don't want to deceive people too much!"

"What?" Jing Weide sneered, "With the two gods behind you, Muqin and Qianfandu, you dare to speak out in front of the deity? ”

"No wonder my father always said that the Jinghai Divine Clan is domineering, he is just a god and there is no one in his eyes, if Jing Weitian comes in person, then what will it be?" Mu Zhiling snorted coldly, and then without waiting for Jing Weide to reply, he rushed forward without saying anything, and waved a palm in the air, and thousands of peach blossoms instantly escaped from his palm, with a strong and strange fragrance towards Jing Weide.

"Peach Blossom Palm!" Jing Weide snorted coldly, "Your mother's Peach Blossom Palm is still fearless, not to mention you little yellow-haired girl, I think your palm is afraid that you haven't even learned thirty percent of your mother's palm." Before the words fell, Jing Wade's whole person had disappeared into place, thousands of peach blossoms drifted all over the sky with the rain and wind, sometimes sharp as a knife and sometimes as soft as water, but dancing in the air in the end was also Gu Ying's self-pity, and it was difficult to hurt Jing Wade at all.

"Oh no! protect Ling'er!"

Seeing this, the curtain crown hurriedly shouted, and then he rushed towards the direction of the curtain Zhiling with the two masters of the shogunate god clan, but it was a pity that the three of them had just flown up, and the four masters from the Jinghai god clan had already thundered, blocking the way of the three of them.

"Bang!"

"Ah......h

With a muffled sound of the middle palm and an exclamation full of pain, Mu Zhiling's left shoulder was hit by the sudden appearance of Jing Wade's palm, and in an instant, Mu Zhiling only felt that his entire left arm suddenly lost consciousness, and Mu Zhiling, who had never really fought with anyone, couldn't help but be confused at this moment, facing the looming Jing Wade, he was so frightened that he lost his face, and screamed again and again and kept retreating.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, give it to me!"

Just at the last moment, Dao Qing silently recited the sword trick in his mouth, and the sword behind his back snatched out of the sheath, and the silver sword blade hit the sky directly into the storm and fell into a rain of swords, pouring down like a waterfall, and instantly submerged Jing Weide, who had a strange body.

"The Daokang Divine Clan's Three Domains Taifeng Sword, the last time I received it was five hundred years ago when I was discussing with your father. In the face of the rain of swords, Jing Wade still talked and laughed freely, and said casually, "The momentum is not bad, but it's a pity that the performance is too hasty." Didn't your father teach you that when you fight someone who is better than yourself, you must not let the sword out of your hand unless you have to?

Hearing Jing Weide's words, Daoqing's eyes changed suddenly, and then he hurriedly sealed his hands and quickly recited the sword return technique in his mouth. The rain of swords in the sky shook from mid-air, and then the true body of the sword in the countless swords trembled violently and wanted to fall towards Daoqing's hand, but at this moment, Jing Wade suddenly appeared in mid-air, stretched out two fingers in the air and pinched it gently, but the sword that was originally going to return was suddenly frozen in mid-air, no matter how quickly Daoqing sealed, the sword was like a rope connected to Jing Wade's two fingers, but it kept shaking in mid-air, but it didn't fall for a long time.

"With these flower fists and embroidered legs, you dare to claim that your Three Domains Taifeng Sword can be vertical and horizontal to purify the glass?" Jing Weide sneered, and then made a mistake with his two fingers in the air, accompanied by a light "click", only to see that the body of the sword that was constantly shaking was suddenly covered with a layer of dark red essence, and then under the pressure of an invisible force, the sword was actually broken from it. Looking at the sword that had been broken in two in mid-air, Dao Qing was already so frightened that his face was bloodless, and it was not difficult to see through his eyes that he was already a master of the six gods at this moment.

"For the sake of the Daoyuan Heavenly God, I will spare your life. But the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is inevitable!" Jing Weide did not finish speaking, but his hands were grabbed from mid-air, and then his hands were thrown out towards Dao Qing one after the other, and the sword that was broken in two suddenly turned its sword and stabbed towards Dao Qing as if it was controlled.

"Hiss!" Dao Qing panicked, hurriedly summoned his life's divine power and concentrated it in his palms, and then released a dazzling white macro light that directly bounced off the hilt of the sword that came first. It's just that after the hilt of the sword was bounced, Daoqing's divine power had also been exhausted, and it was a big mistake for him to exert all his strength in a hurry just now, and Daoqing, who had lost the blessing of divine power at this moment, could not avoid it, and could only watch the remaining half of the sword tip shoot straight towards his body like an arrow from the string.

"Ahh

"Dead ......"

"Whoosh!"

"Ding!"

"Whew!"

Just when Daoqing himself was in despair, Lu Yifan, who was originally kneeling in mid-air, suddenly disappeared, and then an afterimage appeared strangely beside Daoqing at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, only to see that his eyes were indifferent and his hands were like lightning, and his fingers overlapped and flicked his fingers at the whistling half-sword tip accurately, and the short sword suddenly flew upside down, and after flipping a few times in mid-air, it was reflected towards Jing Wade. Jing Weide couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly waved his sleeves to resist, accompanied by a crisp sound like a metal impact, and the tip of half of the sword fell to the ground with a bang, plunging deep into the soil. Looking at Jing Wade, who had just resisted this counterattack, his right hand curled up in his sleeve had already seeped out a faint trace of blood red at some point.

"Stop it all!" Jing Weide snorted coldly, and immediately interrupted the melee between the three people of the curtain crown and the four masters of the Jing Sea God Clan.

"Are you the Immortal?" Jing Weide looked at Lu Yifan, who was standing in front of Daoqing with a solemn gaze, and asked faintly, "The legendary Lord of the Five Domains, Lu Yifan?"

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname. Lu Yifan responded coldly, "Who are you? Report your name? I will never kill unknown people!"

"Hiss!" As soon as Lu Yifan's words came out, Mu Guan and the others couldn't help but gasp, thinking that Lu Yifan's tone of speech was inevitably a little too big.

"Elder of the Jinghai God Clan, Jing Wade is a god!" The battle between the lightning and flint just now had already made Jing Weide dare not despise Lu Yifan anymore, and he said in a heavy tone, "The black-robed elder said that you are vulnerable in the face of divine power, but now it seems that you are much more powerful than the black-robed elder said. ”

"Jing Wade. Lu Yifan muttered to himself, "Listening to this name, it seems that you have a lot to do with Jing Weitian." ”

"Siblings. "My target today is you, and if you are willing to fight me, then they will escape." Saying that, Jing Wade also stretched out his finger and pointed at the curtain crown, Daoqing and others. At this moment, Mu Guan was panting and angry, while Daoqing looked frightened, standing behind Lu Yifan and looking at Jing Wade in a daze, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

However, Lu Yifan was not interested in Jing Weide's proposal, and said lightly to himself: "Since you are Jing Weitian's brother, you should be one of the murderers who killed my Underworld clan back then, right?"

Hearing this, Jing Wade didn't see each other and smiled evilly, and said in a weird manner: "Your mother was killed by the deity himself." ”

Lu Yifan's brows furrowed suddenly when he heard this, although he didn't have the slightest impression of his mother, but after all, blood is thicker than water, and who in the world is a mother who doesn't love his children? Although Lu Yifan has no memory, he can deeply feel that when his own mother was killed, he must have thought about the safety of his children. Lu Yifan's fists clenched tightly, then he turned to look at the tomb of the Immortal God in the baptism of the rainstorm, turned his head to Jing Wade and asked coldly, "Do you know what I came here for today?"

Jing Wei Deqing glanced at the ingot candles and tributes placed on the ground, and sneered: "You haven't come back for more than twenty years, and you really should pay a good respect!"

"But I didn't. Lu Yifan laughed self-deprecatingly, "I came to worship the ancestors and the dead clansmen, but I only brought some useless tributes, so it is not a good worship." But now your presence makes me feel a lot more comfortable. ”

Jing Wade raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked rhetorically, "What do you mean by this?"

"I will use your head to pay tribute to the spirits of the Hades in the sky. A bloodthirsty color suddenly appeared in Lu Yifan's peaceful eyes, "Dare to come to the Tomb of the Immortal Gods to trouble my Immortal Heaven, if I don't kill you today, I am not worthy of being the queen of the Immortal Divine Clan." ”

"You want to kill me?" Jing Weide couldn't help but be amused by Lu Yifan's words, he looked at Lu Yifan with contempt, and laughed unscrupulously in his mouth, "The deity didn't hear me wrong, right?

"Laugh as hard as you can! You won't be able to laugh when I put your head on the table. ”

Lu Yifan's voice gradually fell, but in his hands, a raging flame and a cold and piercing ice aura suddenly appeared.

"It's ...... Flame Soul and Ice Soul?" Jing Weide finally put away the banter on his face, he stared intently at the flame soul and ice soul that were constantly changing in Lu Yifan's hands, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "It seems that the rumors are true, you really practiced the soul punishment technique." ”

"Soul Punishment Technique?" The nervousness on Mu Zhiling's face had not yet subsided, but at this moment, he couldn't suppress his curiosity again.

"Are you a god?" Lu Yifan asked lightly, "Then show all your abilities and let me see how strong the divine power of the god is." ”

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed!"

With Jing Weide's roar, his whole body had turned into a fierce tiger in mid-air, roaring towards Lu Yifan. But seeing Lu Yifan snort coldly, in an instant, a fierce soul power suddenly escaped from his body, shaking Dao Qing who was standing behind him and Mu Zhiling on the side to fly out more than a hundred meters together. Immediately after Lu Yifan was already staggered in front of his hands, the ice soul and the flame soul merged into one, and suddenly conjured up a red and white dragon formed by the fusion of fire and ice, and a sky-shaking dragon roared directly to meet the thunder and tiger roar that fell from the sky, and at the moment of this convergence, the storm and rain between heaven and earth seemed to stop suddenly, and the raindrops the size of beans were all frozen in the air, and only half of the silver lightning flashed was also still in the sky at this moment, until the dragon and tiger staggered and entangled in a deafening loud sound, and everything in the world that was solidified was shattered like a bang, and burst out in all directions。

Standing in the distance, Mu Guan, Mu Zhiling, Daoqing and the others were forced to not even open their eyes by the ripples of energy that were faster than one another, and they could only cover their eyes, ears, mouth and nose with their arms, and retreated backwards under their feet.

"That Shentian'er is really a monster, he can actually fight with the gods?" Mu Zhiling looked at the mid-air flashing and moving in surprise, tens of thousands of meters in an instant, and Lu Yifan and Jing Weide, who were falling in the sky with a wave of their hands, couldn't help but exclaim again and again, and said, "Brother, do you think Shentian'er will lose this time?"

Hearing Mu Zhiling's words, Mu Guan couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly: "This kind of realm battle is no longer something that we people can see the ending. It takes twenty or thirty years from the lower god to the middle god, but it takes at least tens of thousands of years or even 100,000 years for the middle god to the top god. We are still too weak in the presence of the higher gods. Saying that, the curtain crown couldn't help but glance at Daoqing who had a panicked look in his eyes, although he couldn't guess what Daoqing was thinking at the moment, but just now Lu Yifan saved his life when he was in danger, presumably this incident was enough to make Daoqing look at Lu Yifan again.

"What about cultivating from a superior god to a heavenly god?" asked Mu Zhiling curiously.

"Most of the higher gods have a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years, and they can't become gods even if their godhead is broken. Mu Guan said with emotion, "As far as I know, it took Jing Weitian a full 150,000 years to cultivate from the upper god to the heavenly god, and the father of the Hades brothers, the Immortal Cloud Wind, took 160,000 years, and the cultivation speed and talent of the two of them are rare in the god realm. ”

"It's rare to be in the god realm for more than 100,000 years?" Mu Zhi Lingdai frowned slightly, and asked in disbelief, "How long did it take for Father Jun to cultivate from a high-ranking god to a heavenly god?"

Makuguan smiled bitterly and stretched out three fingers, and said with a smile: "A full 300,000 years! This is actually a quick calculation, after all, there are only seven gods left in the current god realm combined, and my father-in-law is said to have spent a full 450,000 years to become the legendary god." Don't think that the gods are so easy, even the ancestor of the Shenyuan Divine Clan, Mingyuan, and the ancestor of the Jinghai Divine Clan, Jinghai, have not been able to set foot in the ranks of the gods in their lives after cultivating into gods, in the final analysis, it is their descendants who win glory for the family. ”

"Since there is a world of difference between the superior gods and the heavenly gods, even if the Immortal Heaven can fight to a draw with Jing Weide, I am afraid that it is far inferior to Jing Weitian, the first heavenly god of the god realm, right?" Mu Zhiling swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said with an embarrassed expression.

"It took less than a fraction of his strength to defeat me at that time, and he may have some reservations about dealing with Jing Wade today. Daoqing suddenly spoke, "For example, he is only using less than fifty percent of his strength now, but Jing Wade God has already done his best...... I feel more and more that the Underworld is truly terrifying beyond imagination......"

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(End of chapter)