In the continuous palace, a palace made of Nine Heavens Xuanyu stood at the highest place, exuding a supreme atmosphere.

Qi Zixiao's figure turned into a streamer of light and flew forward.

As he approached the legendary palace, he felt a terrifying pressure.

Qi Zixiao raised his head and looked at the huge palace in front of him, the three big characters on the door plaque were drawn with gold hooks and iron marks, without the slightest trace of man-made, as if heaven and earth were generated.

"Boom"

Faintly, he seemed to see countless figures appear within this palace.

Qi Zixiao's eyes flashed, and he snorted coldly, "I want to see how big the cause and effect of a Lingxiao Hall is, and whether I can bear it." ”

After speaking, the golden light on the entire body bloomed, like a spear that broke the sky, rushing towards the Lingxiao Palace.

Under the pressure like a mountain, he stood at the door of the Lingxiao Palace, as his feet landed, Qi Zixiao's eyes suddenly became solemn, he found that in front, many illusory, vague figures stood there, blocking his path, at the rear, a huge throne stood, on the throne, a figure wearing a nine-dragon robe, wearing an amethyst crown, and his face hidden under the crown looked at this lightly.

Just sitting there, it seems to be the center of heaven and earth, and no matter what direction you look at, you can only see the front of each other.

It's just that this figure is even more illusory, as if a gust of wind can blow it away, but looking at that illusory figure, a touch of solemnity flashed in Qi Zixiao's eyes.

Although he didn't put Lingxiao Hall in his eyes, he also knew that the king of the gods in the Divine Era must be so strong that he couldn't imagine it, and I am afraid that today's nine-rank supreme powerhouse may not be able to match.

That kind of existence, the heavens and the earth are shattered and the mountains and rivers collapse in a single thought.

If you make a move on yourself, I'm afraid all you need is a look.

And now, the figure on this Lingxiao Hall is by no means the king of the gods, it is estimated that it is just a shadow formed by a trace of imprint engraved in the heavens and the earth.

Including those figures, it should also be formed by a trace of imprint left by the gods in the past.

"The abode of the Emperor of Heaven, mortals retreat!"

At this time, a vague figure stepped forward and spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, a flash of surprise flashed in Qi Zixiao's eyes, as if he was surprised that the other party could speak.

However, he didn't care, his eyes looked coldly at the front, the throne made of white jade, to be precise, the figure sitting upright.

Staying in the Lingxiao Palace, this throne is obviously the core.

"Boom"

At this time, this blocking figure stepped forward, holding a spear in his hand, and directly killed Qi Zixiao.

With this shot, Qi Zixiao's eyes flashed, and from this shot, he actually sensed a gunlike intent that pierced the heavens and the earth.

"Just let me see how strong the imprint left by the gods of the original era of the gods is!"

Qi Zixiao took a deep breath and stood there, his shoulders sank slightly, and a streamer flew out in an instant, and with a punch, he directly shattered the opponent's attacking gun shadow.

The second punch was blasted, the spear in the opponent's hand shattered, and the third punch followed suit, and the figure flew out sideways.

"The so-called gods are nothing more than that."

Qi Zixiao opened his mouth lightly and strode forward.

"Kill!"

At this time, these dense figures in front of them all let out a loud shout and killed towards Qi Zixiao.

Qi Zixiao looked at the many figures that were killed, and laughed, like a swimming dragon, killing directly forward, the fist shadow shook the sky, shattering one figure after another, and at the same time, he was also hit by many figures, but a divine light flowed throughout his body, which was to resist the attack.

In the palace in the depths of consciousness, Wuwu stood at the window, watching the battle in the Lingxiao Palace, and said with a smile, "It seems that the gods of the Divine Era are not very powerful, so weak and can't help it." ”

As she spoke, she looked at the other half, "However, you seem to attach great importance to those guys, and with your strength, even if the gods of the Divine Era are resurrected, you shouldn't take them seriously." ”

Hearing this, the figure in the golden palace raised his head, seemed to penetrate the distance between the two palaces, and said lightly, "That's because you haven't seen the real Heavenly Court, and in that era, there were indeed some top masters, and some have survived to the present......"

As he spoke, a wave flashed in the figure's eyes, "I once met a guy, and it was because of him that I understood that there were indeed true gods in the age of the gods. ”

"Oh, to be complimented by you, it seems that that guy must be extremely powerful."

Worry-free and interested opening.

"Powerful, so to speak, I later learned that he was the number one god of war in Heavenly Court."

The mysterious figure smiled and spoke.

"So, is His imprint also in the Lingxiao Temple?"

Carefree asked curiously.

"No, the more powerful it is, the more difficult it is for heaven and earth to leave a mark, and the king of the gods will leave a mark because he carries the will of heaven."

The figure inside the Golden Palace spoke.

As he spoke, his gaze was indifferent, "It's a pity, success is also providence, defeat is also providence, trapped in this cage, what if you are the lord of heaven and earth, in the end, you can't escape the cycle of life and death." ”

"In my opinion, that Heavenly Court's No. 1 God of War has a stronger hope of transcendence than this Heavenly Emperor."

Hearing this, Wu Wu chuckled, "Hehe, let's not talk about detachment or not, do you think he can compete with the brand of the Heavenly Emperor?" ”

The figure closed his eyes, "If I can't defeat even a single imprinted shadow, then it's been in vain for my efforts." ”

Wu Wu looked at the outside world, his eyes seemed to penetrate the layers of space, and he saw the scene of Qi Zixiao's crazy fight in the Lingxiao Palace.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" ......

One figure after another was shattered and turned into nothingness, but the divine light on Qi Zixiao's body was also much dimmed, facing so many figures alone, Rao is unparalleled combat strength also had a feeling of exhaustion.

I don't know when, a long knife appeared in his hand, completely transformed with the Yuan Shen.

"Dajiangdong goes to the waves!"

Qi Zixiao let out a long roar, and there were only three figures left in the huge Lingxiao Hall at this time, and they were also the most powerful, and they could be undefeated against him in a few moves.

Qi Zixiao was unwilling to stalemate any longer, and directly used the power of the Yuan God to urge the Overlord Absolute Sword.

The sword light was peerless, pressing the sky, and in the face of this knife, the three vague figures fought hard, but with a violent roar, the three figures were directly submerged.

At this time, the Lingxiao Hall was in a mess, with knife marks, sword marks, collapsed pillars, and overturned tables and chairs.

Qi Zixiao looked at the figure in front of him indifferently, in the battle just now, the king of the gods never made a move, just watched quietly.

Now, all the figures have been killed, and only the two are left standing opposite each other.

Looking at this figure, Qi Zixiao's eyes were solemn, and the seven-colored battle armor on his body was also dim, and his breath was sluggish.

However, the fighting spirit in him is unprecedentedly strong.

"Heavenly Emperor, let me see how strong the Lord of Heaven and Earth is in ancient mythology!"

"The emperor is talking and laughing!"

With a burst of applause, Qi Zixiao raised his last bit of strength and struggled to slash out.

A knife cut out, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains appeared, the mountains and rivers are majestic, the palaces are numerous, the big cities are standing, there are countless figures, the emperor sits in the palace, scolds Fang Xuan, the soldiers fight for their lives on the battlefield, and the corpses are all over the field in a blink of an eye.

All the pictures were melted into a knife, and the space here was torn apart in an instant, and a knife light of tens of zhang in size chopped down, and the ground vaguely began to collapse.

However, in the face of this sword, the figure on the throne looked extremely indifferent, only slightly raised his right hand, opened his five fingers, and stretched out directly towards Qi Zixiao's sword light.

With his movements, Qi Zixiao only felt that his sword light that cut everything was shrinking, and when he reached the other party, it changed from a size of dozens of zhang to an inch.

"Po"

With a soft sound, it seemed that the foam was bursting, and the other party's palm instantly crushed the knife light, and then continued to slap towards Qi Zixiao, landing on Qi Zixiao's body like a mosquito.

"Boom"

Qi Zixiao only had time to put the long knife horizontally on his chest, and the next moment, a force like the collapse of heaven and earth was transmitted from his chest, without the slightest stagnation, Qi Zixiao flew out like a cannonball, falling heavily on the ground, smashing out a deep pit.

"Ants dare to dream of the Heavenly Emperor's residence!"

The figure opened indifferently.

After saying that, he stood up, and as he got up, the whole heaven and earth seemed to move with him.

"Ahem......"

There was a coughing sound from the pit, a hand stretched out from it, and Qi Zixiao crawled out of the pit, his whole body was covered with cracks, and from a distance, it looked like a broken porcelain.

"It's worthy of the Emperor of Heaven, the King of the Gods, just a shadow left by a mere imprint, and he almost killed me with one move."

Qi Zixiao said in a hoarse voice.

In that palm, he felt a will like the sky, vast, magnificent, majestic to the extreme, under that palm, the gods and ghosts trembled.

This reminded him of the moment when he received Qingyangzi's palm before, which was very similar, but there were some differences, and he couldn't say what the difference was.

"But, after all, it's still a little bit worse!"

Qi Zixiao's body was in tatters at this time, but there seemed to be a flame in his eyes that began to burn.

"Mole ants!"

This figure wearing the Nine Dragons Supreme Robe shook his head slightly, and stretched out a palm again, about to slap Qi Zixiao to death with one palm.

"Mole ant, mole ant, as long as you are not an ant, today, let me, an ant, teach you how to look at people!"

Qi Zixiao roared angrily, and at this time, in the depths of his primordial spirit, purple thunder flashed one after another, gradually spreading throughout his body, and in just a few breaths, a set of thunder battle armor was formed.

It was like a purple spar cast, flashing with thunder light, and in Qi Zixiao's hand, a thunder long knife also appeared, with the meaning of endless shattering.

"Cut off the road of life and death with one knife, and smash the root of right and wrong with one knife!"

A touch of knife light emerged, like a glimpse of a frightening rainbow, with a brilliant purple light, under this knife, the heaven and the earth were divided into two halves, showing black and white.