In the West Sea, Ning Wuqian suppressed Duobao with one manpower and cut off Ji Meng's arm, making this battle meaningless.

Duobao didn't make another move, he was pressed by Ning Wujian physically, which made him a little frustrated, the strong also want to save face, so naturally it was not good to do it again, and left after a slight bow.

Even if Ji Meng was unwilling, he was helpless, he could fight Ning Wujian and a corpse alone, but he couldn't defeat Ning Wujian and the corpse.

Ji Meng didn't know that Ning Wujian was slashing the five elements, and mistakenly thought that the Flame Emperor was Ning Wuji's three corpses, grabbed the broken arm, reconnected it to the broken arm, and let out an unwilling roar, and rushed to the sky.

And Wei Wujian, who lost his combat power, the Suwon Emperor, who prides himself on not being an opponent, and the Antarctic Immortal Weng Evil Corpse, who is unwilling but has no strength, can only watch Ning Wujian fly away with the Chaos Bell on his shoulder.

Now that the eyes of the powerhouses of the Three Realms are on the holy throne, Ning Wuqian deliberately dodged, found a cave in the depths of the West Sea to hide, and retreated to refine the Chaos Bell, not to mention the thorough sacrifice, at the very least, it must be able to bring the Chaos Bell into the body, otherwise, it would be strange to carry the Chaos Bell through the market and not be remembered.

The battle for the Holy Throne is not to end in a short time, it takes a time to refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi, especially the last Holy Throne, even if you get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it is difficult to become holy.

Hongmeng purple gas only represents the qualification for sanctification, which is equivalent to a qualification certificate, but it does not mean that you can be sanctified if you get Hongmeng purple qi, for example, the good old man Hongyun, after getting Hongmeng purple qi, was exploded by someone and ended up dead, if it wasn't for a friend Zhen Yuanzi, it is unknown whether he can survive.

East China Sea, above Confucius.

Emperor Qin and Fuxi fought against the man in black, as well as several strong men, fighting with Bai Qi, Tsing Yi and others.

Gonggong and Xiangliu also turned against each other at this moment, and attacked the Confucian Mansion, wanting to snatch the Hongmeng purple qi, in ancient times. The demon clan overwhelmed the witch clan, it was because the demon clan had a saint, and the witch clan did not, this time out, there was a chance to get the holy position, and the co-workers would cooperate with Tsing Yi, the holy position of the Yuan Shi Tianzun had been deprived, and the co-workers also made a contribution, and now they naturally have a reason to take the holy position.

Xiang Liu is dressed in white clothes and has white hair, holding a torture axe. The power is incomparable, and Xiangliu's current strength is actually very close to Gonggong, but in the realm, there are few deficiencies, and he is stronger than the seventy-two sages of Confucius.

In the melee, Confucius had already incorporated Hongmeng purple qi into his body, sat cross-legged, and comprehended the subtlety. The strong people around him are all protecting him, whether they look down on Old Master Kong or not, but when he gets Hongmeng Purple Qi. It is the hope of the rise of the human race after the Great Tribulation!

Luojia Mountain, those fierce gods under the Styx attacked together, although the Styx did not participate in it, but it still put huge pressure on Luojia Mountain. After all, Luojia Mountain still can't be compared to Mount Meru, even Ji Meng, who escaped from Ning Wuji. also went up to Luojia Mountain and wanted a piece of the pie.

There are fierce battles everywhere, Beihai, is the place where the third Hongmeng purple gas falls, here is even more chaotic, the strong gather, compared to the first two Hongmeng purple gas assigned by the Dao ancestor and recognized by heaven and earth, this third Hongmeng purple gas is an ownerless thing, for the strong who have not been recognized by heaven and earth, refining the third Hongmeng purple qi is simpler than the first two!

Prince Jinwu, Emperor Ziwei, Kunpeng Ancestor, Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, Jade Emperor and other strong people fought in the North Sea.

After reaching the end, even Xuanyuan and Shennong, who came from Afang Palace, joined the battle!

The human race has been planning for this time for a long time, and naturally it is unwilling to get only one holy throne.

Above the North Sea, the heavens were shattered.

The battle of Beihai was the most intense, the strong attacked each other, Xuanyuan had swept out a sword qi to attack the Golden Crow Prince, and the quaint Xuanyuan sword stabbed with the murderous aura hidden in his body.

Prince Jin Crow chuckled, and the dust in his hand was raised, and he wrapped around the Xuanyuan Sword like a dragon's whisker.

Immediately after that, a white light struck, and the Xuanyuan Sword let out a clear roar, breaking free from the dust, flashing with a cyan light and slashing towards the head of the Golden Crow Prince.

Xuanyuan's strength, after getting the Xuanyuan Sword, is the same as Sun Wukong who holds the golden hoop stick and Sun Wukong who does not hold the golden hoop stick, which is a completely different strength.

"Bang", the dust is horizontal in front, and the seemingly brittle long handle has not been broken, and there is no trace left.

There was no wave in the ancient well between Xuanyuan's face, and the Xuanyuan sword swept up, and a sword light forced the golden crow prince under the Xuanyuan sword to retreat a point like a long rainbow through the sun.

Xuanyuan Sword is known as the holy sword of the human race, it is a holy weapon of merit, carrying the merits of the human race, and is sacrificed by all the people, this sword, thick as a mountain, is not very powerful for the human race, but for the alien race, but the god and the demon are killed, even Chi You was cut off by Xuanyuan who held the Xuanyuan sword, which shows the power of the holy sword that carries the belief of the human race.

It can be said that the Prince of the Golden Crow is not only fighting against Xuanyuan, but also against the faith of the entire human race!

The Golden Crow Prince's face was not very good-looking, and it was a great shame to be repelled by a junior who was at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Although Xuanyuan relied on the sword in his hand, the magic weapon was also part of his strength.

Xuanyuan shot again, the strong wind was howling, the Golden Crow Prince's eyes were slightly pursed, looking at the sword qi in the sky, a few traces of ridicule flashed, and a whisk of dust swept out.

The white whiskers leaped like a fish leaping into the river in an instant, and the white dragon flying into the sky became immeasurable.

"Whoosh", the gale sounded, and countless white whiskers were raised, like a chain that locked the heavens and the earth, binding the Xuanyuan Sword alive, and how the Xuanyuan Sword trembled was still inseparable.

Xuanyuan Sword's offensive suddenly stopped, and the unrestrained sword qi was all taken back by the Golden Crow Prince's move.

On the other side, Emperor Ziwei was surrounded by stars, really like the Lord of Ten Thousand Stars, and one after another starlight fell down, was pulled by his sword, and slashed towards Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming's hand was full of treasure money, and with a few waves of his hand, he emitted inexplicable energy to push the power of the stars out of the sky at all.

In Zhao Gongming's hands, there were originally twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, but later during the War of the Gods, they were taken away by the burning lamp, which became the magic weapon of the burning lamp to prove the ancient Buddha's position, and evolved into the twenty-four heavens.

Zhao Gongming easily dissolved his star sword light, which made Emperor Ziwei a little surprised, he didn't expect his attack to be defused so easily.

Without thinking much about it, the starlight around Emperor Ziwei conjured up a sword, and that sword turned into a battle array, and the huge battle sword formation ran slowly, and the vicissitudes of life wafted in the sword array.

The number of Dayan is fifty, and there are nine out of forty. Divided into two to like two, hanging one to like three, to four to like four, attributed to the strange to the like leap, five years old and then leap, so then hanging. Heaven 1 and Earth 2, Heaven 3 Earth 4, Heaven 5 Earth 6, Heaven 7 Earth 8, Heaven 9 Earth 10. The number of days is five, the number of places is five, and the five are in harmony with each other. The number of days is fifty out of twenty, the number of the earth is thirty, and the number of all heaven and earth is five out of fifty. This is why it becomes a change and the ghosts and gods are also.

Around the Emperor Ziwei, forty-nine star swords surrounded, changing a strange trajectory, moving along the moon and the stars into seven arrays, each seven swords were a formation, although one burst was seven, but the attack power was not reduced but increased.

Seven formations gathered towards Zhao Gongming like light, and the great coercion was like heaven and earth coming to rush to Xiaoyu, each battle sword squealed and exuded a killing aura, and Xingchen's sword body was even more radiant, sending out a fierce sword momentum towards Zhao Gongming.

Emperor Ziwei's eyes were full of cold light, as unfathomable as the abyss, and a Dao beam shot out from his hand, and seven seven forty-nine star swords and swords were running wildly. Like a cloud and mist, Zhao Gongming was enveloped, and the tip of the sword was as cold as frost, pointing at Zhao Gongming, forcing the sword of Dao materialization.

For a while, there was a hissing sound, and the sword light that swallowed like a tongue of fire crisscrossed it, fiercely harvesting the vitality in the air. The sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of the eyebrows, chest, and abdomen, and in an instant, ten thousand swords shot at Zhao Gongming in unison.

Although Sanxiao Niangniang is a woman, she is the most powerful, fighting Kunpeng Ancestor and Jade Emperor. The pressure has increased dramatically.

The Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket soared into the sky in an instant, a huge smoke rose from the heavens and the earth, and the shouts of the three heavens resounded to the nine heavens.

This mixed yuan golden bucket is the most vicious, Kunpeng Ancestor and the Jade Emperor knew the strangeness of this innate spirit treasure, and the figure disappeared and only left an afterimage in place.

The Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket bloomed with golden light, and headed towards the Jade Emperor and the Kunpeng Ancestor to bind them, like an iron rope, to bind them, the Jade Emperor's aura was strong, and he roared angrily, and finally broke free from the shackles of the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket.

In addition to these strong men, there are not a few strong men on this battlefield, all of whom are competing for the Hongmeng purple qi that fell into the North Sea.

Bang!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt swept by, the heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, the clouds moved in all directions, the wind howled, the dark clouds rose like magic clouds falling into the world, and the monstrous energy roared towards the North Sea like a huge wave.

"Boom", the heavens and the earth trembled, the strong light shone from the North Sea, a big Buddha treasure overflowing with Buddha light appeared, and the Buddha statue was solemnly decorated.

But it was the eighteen-armed quasi-mention law phase, and he also wanted to compete for this third Hongmeng purple qi, and the golden treasure phase stretched out a huge palm and stamped it steadily towards Sanxiao Niangniang.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth dawned, the day and night were bright, and the sun shone on the earth.

Sanxiao Niangniang drank at the same time, mixed yuan golden bucket, golden Jiao scissors, and flying swords took off, but this Zhun Ti was a saint, and his strength was not bad, Sanxiao Niangniang was bitter for a moment, and a stream of crimson surged up, and the huge Buddha palm was slapped nearly a hundred zhang away, and the powerful power shook the three fairy girls' organs almost shattered, and the qi and blood gushed up and spit out a mouthful of red blood.

"Zhun Ti, you are really brazen!" Bi Xiao shouted angrily, with the identity of Zhun Ti, he actually attacked the three female juniors, and the rumors spread that it would make countless strong people laugh off their big teeth.

It's just that Bi Xiao obviously underestimated Zhun Ti's face, Zhun Ti can go to this day, and he has long been undisciplined, and he doesn't care about Bi Xiao's angry shouting, and he grabs his hand under the North Sea.

Bang!

Suddenly, a murderous aura burst out, shattered the void, and stabbed towards the palm of Zhun Ti's hand, and a black-robed man walked out, turning into a magic spear, cutting through the sky......!