Even though several of the great monks on the side of the Divine Domain were not slow to react, the great monk who was the target of those seven people was still not lightly injured in one of them.

"What the hell is Wu Cangzi doing?" The injured great monk shouted angrily, and broke out in a cold sweat, caught off guard, if his reaction just now had been slower, it would not have been as simple as being injured a little like now.

"Take them down and see what the hell is going on!"

The people of the Divine Domain didn't know what was going on at all, why did several juniors of Wucangzi attack their people, they worked with Wucangzi, but no one had offended Wucangzi.

A few great monks want to make a move, and among the seven people, the highest cultivation is only enough to break through to the level of the free realm, and there are still two great realms away from the distance of a few great monks of the gods, how can they resist the siege of a few great monks?

"It's not appropriate for a group of old guys to bully some juniors by relying on the realm, right?" As these words fell, several great monks only felt that the space around them was stagnant, and a huge pressure was squeezing everyone, and several people almost fell into a suffocating situation in an instant.

That sudden pressure was only aimed at a few great cultivators in the Divine Domain, and it had no effect on the other seven.

Yun Chen's figure gradually entered everyone's sight, his current appearance was transformed, and those great monks did not recognize him.

"Okay, I've pressed their realm down to one realm, for the time being, they can only exert a cultivation equivalent to the Tongshen realm, let's do it, this is a test for you!"

"Who is Your Excellency? Do you know what kind of place this is?" asked a great monk, secretly trying his best to resist the tremendous pressure around him.

Yunchen chuckled and said, "Isn't this nonsense, it's coming at your Divine Domain!" Gong Tong, you still don't do it?"

Gong Huatong is the strongest of the seven people brought by Yunchen, and he is also faintly the leader of the eight hundred people under the command of the woman in black.

"Yes!" Gong Tong waved his hand, and led the other six people to surround the injured Great Monk like a wolf.

Although these great monks of the Divine Domain were pressed by Yunchen to a realm, and they could only exert their cultivation in the Divine Realm for the time being, they were still much stronger than Gong Tong and others, and Gong Tong and the others had no way to defeat these great monks one by one by using the method of group attack, which was their only hope of winning.

The commotion outside the stronghold finally alarmed some of the powerhouses in the stronghold, and in less than ten breaths, several demigods rushed out together.

"Stop, who dares to make trouble in our God's Domain?"

Yun Chen didn't look at the few demigods who had just been driven out, his eyebrows and hands clapped, and a huge big palm melted out of thin air, instantly sucking several demigods out of the air.

In the distance, the divine light flashed, and a golden avenue extended over, and Yunchen's shot finally alarmed the true god powerhouse here.

A thin old man held a divine scepter and floated in the divine light. He glanced at Yunchen indifferently, and with a swing of his sleeves, he lured back the demigods who were pulled away by Yunchen.

"Fellow Daoist, what is the festival with our Divine Domain?" After confirming that there was no such person as Yunchen in his memory, the thin old man probably guessed something. In addition to the great power of the Divine Domain, there are also many people who have offended, and the group of people in front of him should be that kind of person.

"Holidays are indispensable. Yunchen smiled with a smile on his face, a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the thin old man step by step.

"In that case, it's indispensable to do the last one. The thin old man held the scepter and lightly hit the ground, and suddenly there was a mountain shaking, "People of this level like you and me should move their hands, there are too many uncontrollable factors, in order not to hurt the innocent, let's fight outside the territory!"

The corners of Yunchen's mouth curled slightly, what the thin old man said was indeed reasonable, but this was the territory of the Divine Domain, and he sensed that there were still Divine Dao Guides lurking around here, if he left, wouldn't Gong Tong and those people immediately become prisoners?

"Don't bother so much, just here!" Yunchen stretched out his left hand to the thin old man, as if inviting battle. When the thin old man frowned slightly, Yunchen moved, appearing in front of the thin old man like a ghost, and the outstretched palm probed into the thin old man's chest.

The thin old man snorted slightly, twisted the scepter he held in his right hand, and knocked it forward. If Yunchen continues to move forward, it is equivalent to sending his head under the scepter, and then it will be a certain death.

The thin old man with great confidence did not dodge, which was in Yunchen's arms, he did not dodge or dodge, and continued to grab.

Rumble!

The thin old man's scepter struck Yun Chen's head, and it didn't happen that the thin old man expected to break Yun Chen's head.

What is the situation? The thin old man couldn't help but be surprised, he was a true god, and the scepter in his hand was a true artifact, and under one blow, how powerful it was to describe it. However, this blow ......

The next moment, the thin old man felt a chill in his chest, and he lowered his head in disbelief, his eyes were full of incredulity, looking at the arm that had penetrated his chest.

"Xia Weng!" The exclamation came from the demigods who had been seriously injured by Yun Chen's blow, as well as the true gods who had been lurking nearby in Yun Chen's perception. No one expected that this would happen to the thin old man just by taking a face to face with his opponent.

Yunchen took half a step back, retracted his arm, and pulled out of the thin old man's chest, and on his palm, he held a heart that was still beating vigorously with divine blood.

The thin old man's mouth trembled, he raised his head slightly, glanced at Yunchen, and fell straight back.

Dead, a true God died.

The two true gods and several demigods who rushed over were stunned, under normal circumstances, the true gods with the power of heaven and earth lost their hearts, and they would not die so quickly, there were too many ways to continue their lives. But the thin old man is so dead that he can't die anymore, this is not just the death of the body, even the soul has died.

Unable to conceal the perception of the two true gods and several other demigods, the death of the thin old man was inseparable from the power of the strong aura of death that permeated his god's body.

"Good...... Good means!" A true god with a scar on his head stared at Yun Chen fiercely and said hatefully.

"Nature is a good means!" Yunchen smiled and threw the heart in his hand lightly.

"Hmph!" The true god with the scar on his head obviously had a good friendship with the dead thin old man, and after opening his hand to take the heart back and bury it in the blood hole in the thin old man's chest, he whispered, "Xia Weng, go all the way, I will avenge your revenge!"

"He won't be lonely!" Yunchen said with a look of comfort.

"Of course, you'll bury him!" the true god with a scar on his head slowly stood up, holding Xia Weng's scepter. The artifact has a spirit, as if mourning the death of its master, and the scepter trembled slightly, emitting a low roar.

"No, it's you who are going to accompany him! Colleague, can you bear to let him sleep alone?" Yunchen touched his head, and had to say that Xia Weng was ruthless enough, and until now, there was still a roar in his mind.

"Those who dare to kill the Divine Domain, it's best not to let us know your origins, otherwise we will punish your nine clans!" The other true god slowly walked to the side of the true god with a scar on his head, and stood side by side, his eyes were extremely cold, and there was a chill all around.

"Why is there so much nonsense, let's see the real chapter under your hands!" Yunchen replied disdainfully, and threw a few punches at the two Shinto powerhouses one after another.

The tentative two punches did not have much power, and they were easily defused by the true god with a scar on his head.

"Your master died at his hands, show your most powerful state, join me and avenge your master!" The true god with the scar on his head gently patted the scepter, and the scepter suddenly burst out with a dazzling divine light, and a stream of qi gushed out, locking Yunchen and transmitting an unusually strong killing intent to Yunchen.

"It's quite loyal, but it's a pity that you followed the wrong person!" Yunchen looked at the scepter with a sense of determination, and couldn't help but sigh, loyalty is a virtue, but now it is rare, he has seen a lot of deceit, all kinds of betrayal. A bloodless weapon would grieve the death of its master, and he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

"Kill!" The true god holding the scepter shouted in a low voice, and sacrificed the scepter, and the front end of the scepter suddenly surged with golden light, and the divine glow was ten thousand.

"Ahh What he ushered in was not the wrath of the true god with the scar on his head, but the immeasurable divine light released by the scepter, which was too dazzling.

Caught off guard, looking directly at the divine light, Yunchen only felt that his eyes were like pins and needles, and they were like being burned by divine fire, stinging incomparably.

At first glance, Yunchen couldn't see anything in his eyes all of a sudden, and only felt two lines of slippery liquid oozing out of his eye sockets, which were not ordinary tears, but bloody tears oozing with blood.

The other true god was extremely good at grasping the fighter, and when blood and tears oozed from Yun Chen's eyes, he had already quietly come behind Yun Chen. Chen Yunchen's eyes suddenly couldn't see, and when he was about to replace his vision with divine perception, he had already made a brazen shot and punched Yunchen in the back.

"Xu Zhen, well done!" the true god holding the scepter laughed sharply, Xu Zhen's blow from behind was too perfect, and it just sent Yunchen to his side. How could he miss such an opportunity? Immediately swept with his staff, and as he expected, this blow swept directly into Yunchen's ribs.

There is no need to see what the result is, after the true god holding the scepter struck Fei Yunchen, he immediately launched a pursuit. He knew very well that although his blow was extremely lethal, it was still far from enough to kill a Shinto powerhouse in the same realm as him.

Yunchen knew that something was wrong, and he lost the opportunity in one step, and fell into passivity one after another. Ignoring the severe pain on his body, he forcibly stabilized his body, and swept forward sharply, blocking the distance between him and Xu Zhen, just to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lord Yun!" Gong Tong and the others were shocked, they didn't know much about Yunchen, and when they saw that Yunchen was injured and fled in a hurry, they thought that Yunchen was going to leave them and flee for their lives.

This novel is from the Book King