Chapter 1074: Tianzun borrows the sword

Hearing this, all the gods present were stunned.

Thor turned his head to look at the majestic figure behind him, his pupils suddenly constricted.

I saw that between the broken thrones, Odin, who was dressed in a white robe, was standing there quietly, his brows were tightly locked, and in the dark eye sockets that had been covered by the blindfold all the year round, countless scarlet and weird insects were hugging each other, squirming silently on each other's bodies, looking at it from a distance, like a red eyeball.

Thor's heart shook wildly, and he subconsciously took two steps back, his eyes full of disbelief.

Not only him, but also the blind god Hodr, who was knocked to the ground by Tianzun, and the god of war Tyr, who was knocked down the mountain and had just climbed up the temple, were also stunned at the same time.

They stared blankly at the familiar figure, only to feel stranger than ever.

"Father...... "Tholl said in a daze, "your eyes, what's the matter?" And what Tianzun said just now......"

"It's just a lie."

Odin opened his mouth lightly, closed his eyelids to cover his squirming scarlet right eye, and took a step forward in the air, as if endless divine power instantly collided out, and Daode Tianzun's lips opened lightly, and the obscure Dao Sutra came out of his mouth, and the surrounding aura churned violently.

The divine power of the two supreme gods collided together without any fancy in the temple, and the aftermath that escaped directly shook the four walls of the temple into hideous cracks, and in just a moment's effort, the entire temple exploded!

Several Norse main gods quickly retreated to the airspace near the sacred mountain, and the two mysterious people from the Heavenly God Temple, who had been standing silently in the corner, glanced at each other, and then quickly retreated, avoiding being caught in it, and watched from afar.

The smoke and dust on the top of the mountain gradually dispersed, and the originally magnificent hall was already in shambles, on the broken steps, Odin's figure retreated half a step back, and Daode Tianzun at the temple gate took two steps back barefoot.

The hairpin tied between the hair has been scattered at some point, and the messy black hair is scattered on top of the black and white robe, which adds a trace of unruliness.

Daode Tianzun's eyes were extremely calm, he looked at the majestic body in the white robe, and sighed:

"It is worthy of the existence of supporting a kingdom of God alone, and the rumored Western supreme god really lives up to its name......

He paused, then continued:

"It seems that if you want to tear apart your false cloak, it will take some effort to do it."

Hearing this, Odin's brow furrowed slightly.

Daode Tianzun was dressed in a black and white robe, his hair was messy and barefoot, but his eyes were still clean, he slowly raised his right hand, put it together in the shape of a sword, and pointed at the east.

"Queen Mother of the West, the poor road is to you Kunlun today...... Borrow a sword. ”

He spoke lightly.

……

Kunlun Void.

Under the morning glow, a voice pierced through the endless space, reverberating loudly among the mountains.

"Queen Mother of the West, the poor road is to you Kunlun today...... Borrow a sword. ”

The Queen Mother of the West, who was talking to Lin Qiye, looked up at the sky, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's finally here......"

"Mother, what's that voice?"

Lin Qiye looked around, and a puzzled look appeared in his eyes.

The Queen Mother of the West did not answer, but turned around, stared at the continuous Tibetan Sword Mountain Range in the distance, and said loudly:

"Daxia Daode Tianzun, today in the Kunlun Sword Ruins borrowed a sword to kill the enemy...... Those who wish to fight with Tianzun, please get up! ”

Buzz——!!

The moment the Queen Mother of the West's words fell, countless sword sounds rang out from the continuous mountain range, and then one after another sword light Changhong rushed into the sky, speeding towards the west.

From this successive sword sounds, Lin Qiye could clearly perceive the battle intent and unyielding spirit contained in these ancient swords, at this moment, they were no longer swords, but fearless soldiers who followed the generals to fight the enemy, and with an order, ten thousand swords rang out in unison!

100 handles, 1000 handles, 100,000 handles, 100,000 handles, million handles...... Ten million handles.

Between breaths, dense swords rose into the sky, like an endless tsunami of swords, rolling towards the Western Divine Kingdom, magnificent and magnificent!

Lin Qiye stood under the tsunami of swords, only feeling that he was extremely small, he was stunned in place for a long time before he gasped!

You must know that every sword here is from the hands of the Queen Mother of the West, and after a hundred years of accumulation and forging, there is this entire Kunlun sword vein.

Mobilize such a terrifying number of Kunlun swords...... Daode Tianzun, who are you trying to kill?

……

A dead silence on the sacred mountain.

"What is the Heavenly Venerable of Great Xia doing?" Thor asked, puzzled.

"I don't know......," the blind god Hoddle paused, "but did you hear anything?" ”

"Voice? Where? ”

"The east is approaching here and seems to be ...... Sword? ”

In the ruins of the broken temple, Odin's brow furrowed slightly, and he was about to do something, when he suddenly turned his head to look east.

Endless sword light, mixed with a heart-palpitating shrill sound, soared from under the cliff of the Rainbow Bridge, like a devastating sword tsunami, swooping down on every inch of Asgard.

The moment they saw this terrifying sword tsunami, the faces of the gods living in Asgard suddenly changed greatly, and before they could flee in terror, the sword tsunami swept directly over their heads and surged towards the top of the sacred mountain.

The target of these swords, it is not them at all.

On the sacred mountain, Odin looked at the endless sword light and flew straight towards him, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

"Thirty million swords...... It should be enough. Daode Tianzun calmly stood under the monstrous sword tsunami, and the sword finger of his right hand was pointed towards Odin in the air, "Go." ”

The tsunami of 30 million Kunlun swords and rays suddenly engulfed Odin's figure!

The roar of the earth sounded, and the entire Asgard trembled violently, and the sword qi mixed with smoke and dust flooded the temples and roads around the sacred mountain for more than ten kilometers, and countless Norse gods fled frantically towards the sword.

Above the sky, the two mysterious people from the Heavenly Temple were looking down at the tsunami of swords, and under the black hood, the two spoke at the same time in the same tone and rhythm, like machines:

"Are you going to help him?"

The two paused for a moment, muttered to themselves, and replied at the same time:

"Wait."

"But the purpose of our coming here is to help Asgard resist the Great Summer Venerable, if Odin dies, Asgard without Odin will be a waste to be slaughtered...... It's not good for us. ”

"Odin didn't die so easily, and if what Da Xia Zun said was true, the temple's attitude towards Asgard might have to be changed."

“…… You're right, then wait a little longer. ”

As the two spoke, the tsunami of swords was nearing its end.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the sacred mountain that was originally towering in the hinterland of Asgard had been forcibly chopped up, and even chopped into the ground, turning into a huge pit nearly 100 meters deep.

Daode Tianzun, who was dressed in black and white Taoist robes, stepped into the air and paced to the sky above the giant pit, looking down, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw that in the center of the huge pit, a tall figure with blurred flesh and blood was slowly standing up......

That's Odin.

The strange blood worm roamed between his broken muscles and internal organs, and in the bloody hole of the broken shoulder, disgusting tentacles intertwined with each other, about ten meters long, twisting and crawling on the ground to pick up the fallen half of the arm, and then reintegrate into the fragmented body......