Chapter 283: The Evil God Projection Descends

Immediately, Zhou Qiankun swung his sword and slashed down towards the blood-colored altar.

At the moment when Zhou Qiankun swung his sword, the Yin Yang Sword Diagram emitted a dazzling light, and a powerful energy surged out.

The black runes on the blood-colored altar began to tremble, as if they felt a threat from the sword map.

However, the power of the Blood Sacrifice still stubbornly resisted, trying to devour the sword diagram.

Zhou Qiankun's heart moved, he understood that he needed more powerful strength to break the shackles of this blood-colored altar.

He closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body began to gather on his sword.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, one sword opens the sky!"

Zhou Qiankun shouted violently, and a huge sword qi vortex began to appear around his body.

In the whirlpool of sword qi, the endless power of yin and yang converged, forming a giant sword that alternated black and white.

This sword exudes an incomparably powerful power, as if it can tear the heavens and the earth and distort yin and yang.

Zhou Qiankun clenched the primordial hybrid sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at the blood-colored altar.

"Break it for me!"

With Zhou Qiankun's angry shout, the huge sword rushed out of the sword qi vortex, slashing towards the blood-colored altar with endless power.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the entire blood-colored altar was split in half by a huge sword, and broken runes flew in all directions.

The power of the blood sacrifice collapsed instantly, and Zhou Qiankun felt that his body had regained its freedom.

Chen Chen's face changed, he didn't expect Zhou Qiankun to be able to crack his blood-colored altar so easily.

However, Zhou Qiankun didn't give him time to be surprised, and immediately launched an attack.

Zhou Qiankun has never been a passive beater.

"The long sun shines in the sky, and the sword burns for nineteen days!"

A roaring flame erupted on the sword, and the blazing light of the fire steamed the water vapor in the air.

A sword floated by, like a red light, so fast that people couldn't react.

Chen Chen's face froze, his hands were folded, and in an instant, a dark purple shield appeared in front of him.

This is his natal magic weapon, the Ziyuan Shield, a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Zhou Qiankun's sword fell, terrifying energy fluctuations spread, and the purple shield continued to tremble.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded, and a crack appeared on the shield.

Subsequently, Zhou Qiankun's eyes became more and more fierce, and the power on the sword became more and more huge.

Click, click!

There were more and more cracks, and in an instant, the purple shield exploded in the air like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

Chen Chen hurriedly swept out of the thousands of zhang, but he was still injured by the sword qi, leaving a scorched black sword qi on his chest, and the smell of flesh was tangy.

Being injured by a sword, coupled with the backlash of the explosion of the natal magic weapon, made Chen Chen's throat sweet, a mouthful of blood spit out, his breath was disordered, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

This scene stunned everyone in the battle, and then their faces changed, and they fought hard to repel their respective opponents and withdraw from a distance of 100 zhang.

Standing behind Chen Chen worriedly, his tone was a little incredible: "Holy Son, are you okay?" ”

How could the six of them not expect that their own holy son would be defeated.

Chen Chen's fists were clenched, his face full of resentment and unwillingness.

He looked at Zhou Qiankun's eyes, eager to skin him and eat his flesh.

Zhou Qiankun's face was calm, he clenched the sword in his hand, but he did not pursue.

At the moment, it is important to protect the old ghost and break through safely.

If you kill it on impulse and are taken advantage of, you will really regret it for life.

Xiao Yi, Gao Li and others also quietly retreated behind Zhou Qiankun.

Gao Li and the others in Taixuanmen looked at Zhou Qiankun's eyes full of shock.

They didn't expect Zhou Qiankun to be able to repel Chen Chen, a powerhouse of the Divine Mansion Heavenly Men List.

At this moment, a powerful aura fluctuation spread.

Old Ghost Fang slowly opened his eyes, and his aura had already reached the early stage of the Divine Mansion.

He finally completed the breakthrough, which made everyone in Taixuanmen breathe a sigh of relief.

Now that he no longer has to defend him, everyone can let go in the face of strong enemies.

This scene made Jin Huangzong, Chen Chen and others look gloomy.

Taixuanmen has another Divine Mansion powerhouse, and the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for them.

"Chen Chen, you disappointed me too much."

At this moment, a loud bang came, like a heavenly might.

Chen Chen and the other seven Divine Mansion peak powerhouses changed their faces drastically, and they immediately knelt down, trembling all over.

"Welcome to the evil god!"

This greeting to the evil god not only changed the faces of Zhou Qiankun and the others, but even Jin Huangzong and the others became uneasy.

What can make the seven peak powerhouses of the Divine Mansion so grovel is definitely a terrifying existence.

Sure enough, in the next second, a terrifying coercion came from the sky, and Zhou Qiankun and the others were like tens of millions of tons of heavy objects on their bodies, and their bones crackled.

Gao Li, Gao Yan, Fang Old Ghost, the Seven Elders of the Jinhuang Sect, the Nine Elders, and the other monks under the Divine Mansion couldn't bear it, and they were immediately pressed to their knees.

Zhou Qiankun, Xiao Yi, and the Great Elder of the Jin Huang Sect tried their best to resist this coercion before they could barely maintain their feet.

Above the sky, a huge projection appeared.

The projection was incomparably huge, thousands of feet high, like a majestic god.

In front of everyone's eyes, the huge projection became clearer and clearer, revealing an indescribable mystery.

The god in the projection is dressed in a black robe, his long hair falls down to his waist like a waterfall, and his eyes are deep and sharp, as if he can see everything.

"Evil gods?"

A burst of surprise and shock surged in Zhou Qiankun's heart, he had never thought that he would face such a terrifying existence.

The heavy pressure made him feel powerless and insignificant.

"Tut-tut, it turned out to be a great saint cultivator, it seems that he has the means to suppress the curse of the gods in order to survive for so long, but at this moment, he is very weak, the curse of the gods is corroding his soul, and he can only suppress the curse of the gods by devouring those souls that have a certain resistance to the curse of the gods."

Shen Xi's voice sounded with a bit of schadenfreude.

Zhou Qiankun was surprised, this god clan powerhouse was also under the curse of God?

"Be careful, this projection has the strength of a celestial being, killing you is as easy as killing a little chicken."

Shen Xi reminded.

It's okay not to remind him, but it's not good to remind Zhou Qiankun that the whole person is not good.

Celestial strength?

How can this be fought?

Shen Xi was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "If you can't do it, just run, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood." ”

Zhou Qiankun smiled bitterly, then you have to be able to run.

The projection spoke slowly, and his voice was low and majestic: "Taixuanmen, hand over the Six Peerless Heavens of the Underworld, and then offer your souls, I will forgive your sins, otherwise, not only will the Taixuanmen be destroyed today, but also those related to the Taixuanmen will disappear under the divine power of this seat." ”

As the words fell, the air around him seemed to be oppressed and frozen.

Zhou Qiankun's face was pale, and Xiao Yi and the Great Elder of the Jin Huang Sect couldn't help but tremble.

They understood that the strength of this evil god was definitely beyond their imagination, and it could even be said that it was an irresistible existence.