Boom!

A sword slashed across the air, and the sword light continued to expand in Jun Yao's pupils.

Withdraw! It's too late, so you can only meet it head-on.

Jun Yao was ruthless in his heart, holding the idea of holding the other party's sword.

It's a pity that it was only when Jun Yao came into contact with this dazzling sword light that he realized how stupid his thoughts were.

The fourth realm and the fifth realm seem to be not much different, but when Jun Yao really chose to carry the sword light of Mo Ji Yuedi head-on, he really realized what a realm and a heavy heaven were.

Only then did I understand what a world of difference is.

"Poof! Mo Jiyue, your cultivation is ......"

"Jun Yao, you are defeated."

Gu Qianqian pointed her sword at the other party's face and said flatly.

Another sword!

Jun Jianchen, Jun Mo Ran, and Mo Jiyue, just like agreed in advance, only one sword and one move to defeat the enemy.

On the temple, the underground palace master of the Yumo Divine Palace, Mo Wuya appeared, looking at Jun Qianyedi's eyes, full of pity, before being high,

The Palace Master of the Sword Soul Divine Palace, now looks like someone else's pet.

In other words, he suffered such humiliation and would have cut himself a long time ago.

To be honest, although he is full of pity for Jun Qianye, deep down, he still admires Jun Qianye's spirit of survival.

Perhaps this is what mortals say is better to die than to live.

"Brother Qianye, I haven't seen my demeanor for a year!"

Mo Wuya said with a smile.

Hearing the mockery in the other party's tone, Jun Qianye glanced at the other party with faint eyes, and did not say superfluous nonsense.

"The leader this time, let it go to Brother Wuya, and hope for Brother Wuya, don't let Jun down."

After speaking, Jun Qianye left the temple with interest, and fought with Mo Wuya, what is the difference between that and looking for abuse, you need to know that he Jun Qianye, it was also because of carelessness before, he overturned in the gutter.

Otherwise, in a head-on battle, how could Yang Sheng hit him hard, after all, where is the gap between the two.

A fifth realm, a seventh realm, there are two big realms in the middle, even if the Yang Saint is full of combat power, it will never be possible to open with him.

"Gave up? Isn't Brother Qianye going to struggle for a while? ”

Looking at Jun Qianye's back as he left the temple, Mo Wuya couldn't help but speak.

Hearing Mo Wuya's words, the corners of Jun Qianye's mouth twitched, and he quickened the pace under his feet.

Struggle?

Try to struggle in this situation, forbearance, before he has absolute strength, he must forbear.

Seeing Jun Qianye's empty sleeved robe, the elder of the Troubled World Dao Sect sitting on the elder seat stood up suddenly.

A strong man in the Shinto realm, he had an arm cut off, what are you kidding?

His cultivation is the Divine Dao Realm, and it is much stronger than the palace masters of these four major Divine Palaces, the third heaven of the Divine Dao Realm.

The mystical power of the Shinto realm, nourishing the whole body, and reborn with broken limbs is not difficult at all.

Suddenly, this elder of the Dao Sect of the Troubled Times, as if he thought of something, was stunned for a moment.

Cast your eyes on the branch hall where the Holy King's Palace is located, to be precise, to the Palace Master of the Holy King's Palace, Yang Dingtian.

He knew about Yang Dingtian's realm fall ten years ago, and he was also Jun Qianye's accomplice, because he was the one he found for Jun Qianye.

Otherwise, with Jun Qianye's identity and status, how could he come into contact with a character at that level.

And now he went to Yang Ding Heaven to perceive it, and found that the other party's cultivation was still stuck in the sixth realm, the Yang Gathering Realm, and the eighth heaven, he was relieved.

"Holy King's Palace? I'd like to see if you can win. ”

The corners of the elder's mouth curled, and a meaningful smile appeared.

In the duel between the Feather Ink Divine Palace and the Sword Soul Divine Palace, the final victory was naturally the Feather Ink Divine Palace.

The final showdown of the next Divine Palace Battle will be between the Feather Ink Shrine and the Holy King's Palace.

"Brother Dingtian, the leader this time, I'm afraid it's from your Holy King's Palace, Ji Yue, this girl refuses to fight with the little saint, so let's decide between you and me!"

After listening to Mo Wuya's words, Yang Dingtian came to the temple in response.

No one knew that Yang Dingtian, in fact, had already returned to the peak of cultivation a long time ago, and it was just before the Divine Palace War came.

He had a slight understanding, and directly broke the barrier of the first heaven of the Divine Dao Realm, and stepped into the realm of the Divine Dao Realm, the second heaven.

In the face of Mo Wuya's invitation, Yang Dingtian did not refuse.

The aura fluctuations on the body that belonged to the powerhouses of the Divine Dao Realm appeared, and in the Sword Soul Divine Palace, one of the quarters, the faces of the elders were extremely embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Yang Dingtian was so good at disguise, and his cultivation had returned to the peak, no wonder he dared to be so fearless, cut off one of their palace master's arms, and wanted to abolish his Xuan vein.

And Jun Qianye, who was hiding in the Sword Soul Divine Palace, after witnessing this scene with his own eyes, his face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water.

There are green tendons on his forehead.

The whole body couldn't help but tremble, and the hatred for Yang Dingtian in his heart climbed to the extreme.

If it weren't for his wife and children, how could he continue to survive and directly explode to pull Yang Dingtian and die with him.

"Oh, Brother Ding Tian, he is really talented, and his perseverance is extraordinary, after falling into the realm, he can rise again, this battle, my Yumo Divine Palace admits defeat."

Those who have fallen into the realm should not be able or extremely difficult to enter the realm in the slightest way through the cultivation of the Divine Dao.

But Yang Dingtian has re-cultivated, which is enough to prove that Yang Dingtian is terrifying, back to the peak, the essence of the Divine Dao Mystery Power is by no means comparable to him.

Besides, the two major forces have been married from generation to generation, so the two do not have much to dispute.

"His cultivation has come back from his cultivation?"

The elder of the Dao Sect in the Troubled Times couldn't help but exclaim, and when he heard the people of the Dao Sect in the Troubled Times exclaiming, the people of the Immortal Ancient Sect couldn't sit still.

"I announce that the leader of this year's Jingu Battle ......"

"Slow."

A loud voice rang out.

"Elder, I want to be the leader!"

The person who spoke was none other than Yang Feng. 33

His trial mission was to take the lead, and now that the light was all over his father, what was the matter.

How else did he get the ultimate inheritance of the Holy King's Palace?

"Hahaha! Okay, rest assured, what is announced now is only the leader of the Four Divine Palaces, and then there will be the gods of the disciples of each palace! ”

The elder of the Dengxian Ancient Sect admired Yang Sheng's temperament very much, and said with a smile.

Hearing the words of the Elder of the Dengxian Ancient Sect, those disciples who had originally lost their position as the head of the Four Divine Palaces had a little light in their dim eyes.

The Divine War is the highlight of the Divine Palace War, and the main purpose of the Divine Palace War is that the people of the three sects select peerless demons in the inferior Xuan Domain and send them to the upper domain for cultivation.

The first place in the god war can get the title of the son of God, which means the leader.

Gods of World War I!

"Open, seal the temple!"

After speaking, on the elder seat, the three elders from the three major sects concluded a strange magic seal in their hands.

And the mysterious power they unleashed faintly made the void tremble.

"Great, it's a temple!"

A temple emerges in the void above the temple.

Incomparably magnificent, made of crimson crystall, incomparably gorgeous and extravagant.

Fengshen Temple, formerly called Fengshen Hall, because on this hall, there is a temple, and the temple is dedicated to three gods.

In the Tianxuan World, the cultivators who have cultivated to the tenth day of the Divine Dao Realm will respect them as gods!

There is another name - demi-immortal.

Originally, each realm of the Shinto cultivation system only had nine heavens, but when it reached the Shinto realm, there was a tenth heaven, and it was also the existence closest to an immortal.

But how can he get close to an immortal, but he is not an immortal after all, a monk of the tenth heaven of the Shinto realm, his soul is annihilated, and his body is immortal.

And in the Heavenly Xuan World, since the ascension of the saints, in the past thousand years, in the Inferior Xuan Realm, a total of three peerless powerhouses of the tenth heaven of the Divine Dao Realm have been born.

This temple is a temple forged by the powerhouses of the High Xuan Realm for the three gods of the tenth level of the Divine Dao Realm.

The Fengshen Temple is incomparably wide and can accommodate tens of thousands of disciples.

But there are requirements for ascending the temple of sealing gods and starting the battle of sealing gods.

It must be in the fourth realm, and Tianjiao, who is not more than thirty years old, is eligible, and has obtained the top three monks before the God War,

While having the opportunity to cultivate in a high-level Xuanyu sect, you will also be able to get a chance to worship the body of the gods.

"Holy son, come here."

Yang Dingtian beckoned to the Yang Saint in the distance.

Yang Feng digested Yang Sheng's memory, and naturally knew the relevant information of this temple.

After hearing the call of his cheap father, Yang Feng didn't think much about it.

"Daddy."

Yang Feng shouted softly.

"Holy son, on the temple of the gods, you try to hide as much as possible, but the title of the son of God, you must obtain, remember your vision of the pilgrimage of all saints, and don't expose it."

Yang Dingtian said to Yang Sheng in a serious tone.

"Yes, Daddy, I know."

Hiding strength, to put it bluntly, is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, this kind of means, he is the best at.

Due to the limitations of the Sealed God Palace, age and cultivation realm, ninety percent of the disciples were directly eliminated.

The title of the Son of God, even if he goes to the High Xuan Realm, has a certain deterrent effect, and the opportunity to worship the body of the gods is even more anti-heavenly.

Because according to legend, there is still a trace of divine soul hidden in the shell of these three gods, and if they can be recognized by the gods, they will be given the opportunity to defy the sky.

As a result, no matter who it is, as long as it is a monk, they are full of yearning for the temple of the gods.

"Everyone, the temple of the gods is opened, and the monks who meet the requirements can enter by themselves, and the gods in the hall will give you the battle of sealing the gods according to the ranks, and I hope you can all fight the gods."

The voices of the elders of the three major sects rang out in unison.

The battle of the gods, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, although the battle of the gods is once every ten years, but the palace of the gods, each monk can only enter once in his life.

In other words, the vast majority of monks will not be able to enter for the rest of their lives, because the restrictions are too strict.

"I confess! Lao Tzu is Chinese New Year's Eve a year old today, and I can't help but be decrepit! ”

"Brother Tai, are you comparing yourself to me? I'm just thirty years old this year, but I'm cultivated, and I'm stuck in the third realm, the soul casting realm, and the ninth heaven. ”

"Uh, I just got in."

"Get out!"

……

When the temple of the gods opened, naturally a few families were happy and a few were sad.

But they also know that even if they can seal the temple, but the temple of the gods is not something they can touch.

Just Jun Jianchen, Jun Mo Ran and other celestial prides overwhelmed them, not to mention that there was a Yang Saint with the qualifications of a saint.

When the original Yang Saint crossed the tribulation, they were all present, and that scene seemed to be imprinted in their hearts, indelible.

Some people died, but not completely......