Chapter 783: The Dilemma of the Seven Heavenly Gods
The Buddha folded his hands and his face was full of compassion.
"Six fellow Daoists, what is the explanation of this matter?"
Taizu pondered for a moment, looking majestic.
"Is my Seven Divine Palace a place that can be come casually? If you want to carry the key from here, it depends on whether they have the ability to do it! ”
Several other gods also nodded in agreement.
If the Seven Gods Palace of the Flood Desolation handed over the key like this, wouldn't it be a joke to spread it?
Dao Ancestor exudes the natural aura of Taoism, blending in with the surrounding environment.
He stroked his gray beard and said with a smile: "These two people are the people chosen by God, if you don't give them, God is only afraid that it will be difficult to explain, why don't you give God a face?" If you take a test and make a show, it won't be considered to ruin the reputation of my desolate continent. ”
Dao Ancestor's proposal made the other six Ancestors look different.
The Demon Ancestor's face was a little unhappy, why should he give face to the gods?
He'd already broken the primeval covenant, and it was a shame that they didn't do anything to him.
The Ghost Ancestor also shook his head and refused: "No, you must not give them the key easily." ”
The other four gods were also full of hesitation, some of them had old days with the old gods, and they didn't want to embarrass Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao.
There are also those who are very dissatisfied with the gods openly tearing up the primeval covenant, and want to take the opportunity to embarrass Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao.
Yu Zu sighed and asked again: "Since the Ghost Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor disagree, what are you going to do?" As far as I know, the Old Heavenly God and the Guixu Heavenly God have already come to the Honghuang Continent, and if there is a trouble, everyone will have no face on their faces. ”
Yu Zu's words made the faces of the Demon Ancestor and the Ghost Ancestor change, full of fear.
After all, as the oldest god in the Spirit Desolation Universe, the Old Heavenly God's strength was beyond doubt.
Now that the old gods have mastered the power of the Sixty Percent Great Dao, they can be said to be the strongest group of gods under the God King.
And the Demon Ancestor and the Ghost Ancestor, one is a god with the power of forty percent of the Great Dao, and the other is a god with the power of fifty percent of the Great Dao, and they are not sure to deal with the old gods when they fight alone.
What's more, the old god also has a god of returning to the ruins with the power of fifty percent of the avenue.
The Demon Ancestor took a deep breath, and then his face turned cold.
"We, the Heavenly Gods, won't do anything to the two juniors, let's let the seven supreme true gods of the Seven Great Divine Palaces test them."
The Demon Ancestor's words made the other gods frown.
Let the Supreme True God take action, obviously it is still embarrassing.
After all, Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao have just entered the gods, and they may not be able to benefit the supreme true god.
The Wild Ancestor groaned: "Will it be too much?" ”
Daozu also felt that such an action was a bit excessive.
Ghost Ancestor sneered, but said, "It's not too much at all. ”
The Ghost Ancestor looked at the female demon and Liu Wuxin behind Zhou Qiankun, his face expressionless.
"The female demon puppet beside them is the Supreme True God, Liu Wuxin is not simple, he was able to fight against the twelve sons of the Great Dao before, and now that he has become a god, he should be able to match the Supreme True God."
The Demon Ancestor also added: "Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao don't need to say much, they can break through the Heavenly Demon Dojo, and their strength is not weak. ”
Taizu nodded slightly, and a majestic voice sounded: "That's it, if they can't even pass the level of the Seven Supreme True Gods, what qualifications do they have to meet that person?" ”
Even Taizu agreed, and the other gods had nothing to say.
Dao Zu smiled bitterly, he understood that this was a few heavenly gods uniting together, ready to beat the old heavenly gods with Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao, so that he could understand that the Flood Desolate Continent was not the old heavenly gods who had the final say.
He and the Wild Ancestor glanced at each other, their faces full of helplessness.
For the sake of today's plan, I can only expect Zhou Qiankun and Qingyao's own skills to be excellent.
The seven supreme gods, this level is not easy.
At the foot of the Honghuang Divine Mountain, Zhou Qiankun and the four of them frowned and stared at the mountain.
From the time he opened his mouth to now, there were more than a dozen breaths, and the seven divine palaces on the mountain had not moved.
The witch was slightly angry: "What do they mean by this? Ignore us? ”
Liu Wuxin stopped the female demon who was about to forcibly go up the mountain.
She shook her head, "Wait." ”
The Flood Desolate Divine Mountain, where the seven heavenly gods sit, is not so easy to break through.
Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao glanced at each other, both a little impatient.
The two made eye contact, and after ten more breaths, if there was no response, then they forced themselves up the mountain.
At this moment, a grand voice sounded in the Demon Ancestor Palace.
This voice was like the decree of the Heavenly Dao, full of unquestionable majesty.
"Zhou Qiankun, Qing Yao, if you want to take the key, then prove your strength, defeat the seven supreme true gods of my Honghuang Divine Mountain, the key can be taken away, otherwise where do you come from, where do you go back!"
When Zhou Qiankun and the others heard this, their faces were strange.
Isn't that too easy?
Not to mention the two perverts Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao, even if it is Liu Wuxin, one person can sweep the seven supreme true gods.
Zhou Qiankun smiled dumbly, and then responded to the demon ancestor lightly.
"Okay, I've answered this challenge!"
Zhou Qiankun's refreshing answer made the seven heavenly gods look surprised.
They didn't expect Zhou Qiankun to have no bargaining at all, so he easily agreed to the challenge.
You must know that there are seven supreme true gods, and each of them is the existence of a hegemon.
The seven gods were a little confused, but soon, the voice of the demon ancestor sneering sounded again.
"Okay, you have the guts, you are worthy of being valued by the gods, but I don't know how much courage you have?"
When the words fell, on the Honghuang Divine Mountain, seven terrifying powerhouses stepped out and stood on the sky, overlooking Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao.
The seven supreme true gods, the Emperor of the Wilderness, the Emperor of the Prince, the Emperor of the Demons, the Emperor of the Ghosts, the Emperor of the Feathers, the Emperor of the Buddha, and the Emperor of the Dao, they stepped on the void, their bodies were as majestic as mountains, and their momentum was like a rainbow, approaching the sky.
Their existence seemed to be the pillars of the Flood Desolate Continent, and every gaze contained endless power and majesty.
The Wasted Emperor's bronzed skin was like steel that had been tempered for thousands of years, exuding a heavy and calm aura.
His eyes were as deep as the stars, as if he could see all the mysteries of the world.
The emperor's white hair is fluttering, and his face is kind, but his eyebrows reveal an unbeatable domineering.
He holds a golden scepter in his hand, symbolizing supreme power and status.
The Demon Emperor has a bewitching body and a charming face, but his eyes are flashing with cunning and ruthlessness.
There was a strong demonic aura on her body, which made people shudder.
The Ghost Emperor, dressed in a black robe, has a gloomy face, as if he is a messenger who has come out of hell.
The smell of death permeated his body, which was terrifying.
The Feather Emperor, dressed in a feather robe, fluttered out of the dust, as if he was a fairy from the heavenly realm.
Her eyes were as clear as water, revealing a sense of agility and wisdom.
The Buddha Emperor, with a kind face, is dressed in a robe of golden light, exuding a solemn and sacred atmosphere.
His hands were folded, and words were chanting in his mouth, as if he were chanting a prayer for blessings.