"Zhou Diru, this is what you call a half-step god, it's really laughing at me!" Ming Jingyu laughed and looked at Zhou Diru and said.

"Today, I will kill you here, and I will slaughter you in the East King City!" Then Ming Jingyu's face instantly changed and he shouted angrily.

"Ming Jingyu, don't forget the agreement in front of us!" Zhou Diru's face changed instantly after hearing Ming Jingyu's words.

"Haha! If you want to blame you, you can only blame yourself for being stupid. After destroying your East King City, there will be the King of the West and the King of the North! At that time, this second heaven will be honored by me, Ming Jingyu, alone. Hahaha!" Ming Jingyu laughed loudly.

"Ming Jingyu, my half-step transformation is more than that!" Zhou Diru shouted angrily.

"Then you will let me see how you can get on the edge of the god transformation with this half-step god!" Ming Jingyu said with a smile.

Zhou Diru turned his hand and took out a crystal clear small sword, which was one of the three treasures that Xiao Bai and the others took out from the ruins. Zhou Diru threw the small sword into the air, only to see the crystal clear small sword rising in the wind, and after a while, the kung fu was already the same size as a normal sword.

"This is a divine weapon? You actually have a divine weapon? No, you are not a god cultivator, why can you drive this divine weapon?" Ming Jingyu looked at the crystal clear little sword, his expression changed instantly, and he asked Zhou Diru in shock.

"This is the reason why I call myself a half-step god! Although I have not cultivated to become a primordial god, I have cultivated my divine sense with the help of the Yuanying realm, and I can completely control the divine soldiers!" Zhou Diru said.

"How is this possible? You have cultivated your divine sense?" Ming Jingyu exclaimed.

"This sword is called the glazed sword, here you can see the power of the divine soldier!" Emperor Zhou used his divine sense to make the glazed sword, only to see the seven-colored light on the surface of the glazed sword flowing, disappearing in place in an instant, and the next moment it had appeared in front of the golden body's chest.

"Poof!", the golden body that shattered the demigod soldier Silent Abyss Sword couldn't stop the glass sword in the slightest, and the glass sword suddenly submerged into the golden body, because Zhou Diru couldn't clearly judge the position of Ming Jingyu in the golden body, so he could only control the glass sword to shuttle around and cut in the golden body, and in a short time, the huge golden body had been pierced out of dozens of holes.

"Collect!" Emperor Zhou Imperial Envoy Glass Sword attacked the golden body like this but could not cause damage to Ming Jingyu, so he took the glass sword back, after all, Emperor Zhou was not really a god monk, and he did not cultivate much divine sense, so the imperial envoy This glass sword was not so easy.

"Liuli Yaotian!" Zhou Diru shouted.

The seven-colored light on the body of the glass sword rose sharply for a while, and suddenly, the seven-colored light shot out and shone towards Ming Jingyu's golden body, Ming Jingyu knew that this was the power of the divine soldier, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly controlled the golden body to dodge to the side, but how could the speed of the light be dodged by the monk, although Ming Jingyu had already reacted at the moment when the seven-colored light flashed, but it was still a step slower. Seven-colored light shone on the left shoulder of the golden body, and in an instant, it cut off the left arm of the golden body like a sharp blade.

The monks in the East King City were all stunned when they saw this scene, they heard that Ming Huang Yu had advanced to become a god, and saw that their East King was beaten by the Ming Emperor's golden body and spit blood, all the people in the East King City lost hope, almost everyone thought that this time, the East King City would be defeated, but in an instant, there was such a huge turn, and it suddenly gave hope to everyone in the East King City.

"His Majesty the King of the East will win!" a monk shouted.

"His Majesty the King of the East will win!" The monks and people of the whole city all looked at the battlefield above and shouted loudly, and for a time the shouts seemed to be like a wave, one wave stronger than the other, and the shouts formed a sound wave, spreading towards the sky.

"Liuli Shines in the Sky!" the East King shouted again, and the seven-colored light condensed on the sword body again, shining towards Ming Jingyu.

"Dawei Minglun!" Ming Jingyu didn't care about the broken arm of the golden body, the whole person emerged from the golden body, sat on top of the golden body, and shouted loudly.

I saw that the huge light wheel behind him quickly flashed in front of the golden body, and the light wheel rotated extremely fast, making a terrifying buzzing sound, the huge sound shook the entire Dongwang City, and the monks in the Dongwang City were even more shocked by this sound, and the seven orifices were bleeding. The seven-colored light shone on the light wheel, and the light wheel moved rapidly, actually disintegrating the seven-colored light.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and a crack opened on the light wheel, but the light wheel also defended against the blow.

"Emperor Zhou, even if you have a heaven-defying artifact like a divine weapon, you can't change the outcome of your Eastern King City!Thousand-armed Ming Emperor!" Ming Jingyu shouted, and in an instant, a thousand arms grew on his golden body, and even the arm that had been cut off by the seven-colored light was restored. Each of these thousand arms holds a weapon on top of each giant palm, swords, guns, forks, pestles, clubs, etc., etc., and there is no duplicate weapon.

"Glass Sword! Up!" Zhou Diru crossed his sword fingers with both hands, and the glass sword instantly rose above Zhou Diru's head, only to see that the glass sword absorbed all the light around it to the sword body, and then the whole glass sword slowly became larger, until it finally skyrocketed to about the same size as Ming Jingyu's golden body.

"Glass Sword! Slash!" The huge glass sword flashed with seven-colored light, illuminating the entire Dongwang City in seven colors, and then, the glass sword slashed at Ming Jingyu's thousand-armed Ming Emperor with colorful light and shadow.

"Thousand-handed Ming Emperor! Thousand Hands Futu!" Ming Jingyu shouted, the thousand arms of the Thousand Hands Ming Emperor held a thousand weapons against the glass sword and greeted it, the arm holding the sword was the first to contact the glass sword, and with a bang, the arm holding the sword instantly exploded, but the glass sword was also stunned and then continued to cut down.

A thousand weapons collided with the glass sword one after another, but none of the weapons could resist the glass sword, but Zhou Diru, who made the glass sword, was not very comfortable at this time, as the glass sword did not collide with the weapon in the hand of the golden body, Zhou Diru's body would vibrate, and the damage caused by the collision was directly fed back to the body of the person who controlled it.

The glass sword is still slowly slashing down towards Ming Jingyu, and the arm of the thousand-armed Ming Emperor is less than half at the moment, but the clear-eyed person can see that the trend of the glass sword cutting down has been faintly blocked by the thousand-handed Ming Emperor.

"Bang, bang!!" The glass sword continued to slash, and there was not much left of the arm of the Thousand-Armed Ming Emperor. With the shattering of the last arm, the glass sword slashed to the light wheel of the law body, and the light wheel stuck the glass sword, causing the glass sword to pause in mid-air.

"Click, click!click!" The light wheel continued to crack, but it still blocked the glass sword.

"Cut it for me!" Zhou Diru shouted, and the whole person flew towards the glass sword, and the lonely abyss sword in his hand, which only had one hilt left, smashed the glass sword.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the light wheel exploded entirely, and the glass sword was not as huge as before at this time, but it was actually reduced by nearly half. But after the glass sword smashed the light wheel, a sword slashed on the head of the thousand-handed emperor, Ming Jingyu saw that the situation was not good, and immediately sank into the body of the thousand-handed emperor, the glass sword continued to shrink and continue to cut down, and the thousand-handed emperor was constantly split from the top of the head by the glass sword.

"Ahh

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Ming Jingyu was slashed out by this sword and crashed into the main hall of the East Palace, smashing the entire hall of the East Palace.

"Wow!" Zhou Diru spit out several mouthfuls of blood after the sword fell, and the glass sword couldn't take it back, and finally fell from mid-air. Seeing this, the monks in the East King City hurriedly flew up and helped the East King down.

"Bang!" a loud bang came from the smashed ruins of the East Palace. Ming Emperor Ming Jingyu stood up from the ruins covered in blood.

"Zhou Diru, hahaha! You can't kill me!" Ming Jingyu laughed.

Zhou Diru in the distance heard Ming Jingyu's voice and struggled to get up, but he had no choice but to rely on his belief to support the sword after he finished slashing, and now it was as if the oil had run out and the lamp had dried up, where was there any other strength.

"Emperor Zhou Ru, you will definitely die today! Chu Jiangshan, kill him!" Ming Jingyu shouted, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Zhou Zhou, and the person who came was the king of the south, Chu Jiangshan.