God Emperor

Xuan Yi turned his back to the White Queen, standing by the window as elegant as a pine tree, his figure seemingly motionless for eternity.

The sky is dark and the night is getting colder.

He said: "The aura of the Divine Emperor Seizing Heaven is getting weaker and weaker! He is somewhere in this star field, I can sense it."

The fear has slowly disappeared.

The White Queen raised her breathtakingly beautiful face and looked at the window, with only boundless and complicated emotions in her heart.

She believed in Xuan Yi's judgment that the so-called bloody war god was probably Huang Tian.

Only Huangtian would kill the Divine Emperor at all costs.

The so-called recklessness, including his life.

When she first met Huangtian, he was such a persistent person, his heart was like a rock, and he was unwavering in everything.

It has been a hundred thousand years, starting from the day of the great catastrophe of the Anti-God Clan, until now, and I can finally be freed. For the White Queen, the most important thing she could ask for was to have someone to kill her when she wanted to die.

Yuyao and Qing'er are her only nostalgia in this world.

Huangtian was the name she least wanted to mention, and she felt too guilty.

Xuan Daodao: "I heard that the founder of the Goddess Twelve Branches is Yuchan, the fourth disciple of Xinghuan Tianzun, who obtained the world of Tianzun. I have seen many powers in this world, but I am still full of the power of Tianzun. Awe. If Tianzun World is in the First Goddess City, maybe you..."

In the distant starry sky, the Star Soul Divine Throne of the Emperor Seizing Heaven lost its light and disappeared into the darkness.

…

In the entire universe, there are countless pairs of eyes, looking towards the heaven world and towards Xinghuantian.

The owner of the Death God Island stood under the peach tree and sighed quietly: "A bloody battle is inevitable after all!"

"Why don't I go there?" A gentle voice sounded.

There was a flash of light.

The Dragon Lord appeared under the peach tree, with his hands behind his back, raising a handsome face that could drive women all over the world crazy, and looking at the boundless starry sky.

The Lord of the Death God Island said: "If you go, Feng Caiyi will definitely come. Once the balance is broken, there will be no possibility of preserving Xinghuantian! Heavenly Court cannot combine two strong men with ninety-level mental power. We are really forced into the Hell Realm camp. Both Heaven and Hell are deciding the importance of this game, and Tianzun should still be hesitant. Let’s leave it to Xing Tian and Qing Chan. We should have confidence in them.”

A strong man with ninety levels of spiritual power is enough to attract the attention of any force.

Let alone two people?

…

A blood-feathered divine bird three thousand miles long pulls up a palace and stops in the starry sky.

Behind the palace, there were densely packed Rakshasa sergeants in armor, all of them strong-blooded and capable of moving mountains.

Luo Ji walked out of the palace, his crown was crystal clear, his divine robe was like water satin, his willow-leaf-like eyebrows were tightly knitted, full of worry.

"Your Highness, are we still going?" a Rakshasa god asked.

Luo Qi said: "Go, why not go? The more violent the storm is, the more inevitable this battle is."

…

Chi Xingtian transformed into a big cyan cat, running in the starry sky, crossing a star field with every jump, appearing and disappearing.

Mu Lingxi stood above the big cat and urged: "The God of War Mosang in the Temple of Destiny has fallen, and the God Emperor Suotian in the Heaven Realm has been killed. The situation in Xinghuantian must be critical, so we can rush over at a faster speed."

They didn't have time to go to Haishi Xingwu to look for the Thousand Bones Empress, so they rushed straight to Xinghuantian.

…

The armies from the Thirteen Realms of Heaven were continuously transmitted through space wormholes, forming military formations, standing layer by layer in the vast starry sky.

The army is ruthless and powerful.

The armor is bright, the flags cover the sky, everyone is holy.

There are false gods and generals, riding white dragons, flying above the military formation to patrol.

In front of the military formation are thirteen towering temples. The aura emanating from each temple is extremely terrifying and can freeze the space to prevent sneak attacks by the gods of hell.

The Mandala Flower God was sitting in one of the temples and asked a general sitting there, "You haven't contacted Brahma Heart yet?"

The god general shook his head and said: "The immortal god should have entered Xinghuantian. With Xinghuantian's current situation, the news cannot be transmitted at all."

"The fall of the Emperor Duotian and Qian Mo Sang is inevitable in today's battle. There must be an undercurrent in Xing Huantian now, and she shouldn't go." Mandala Flower God shook his head.

Jia Tianxia's message sounded in the temple: "Please invite the Flower God to come to the Blood War Temple to discuss matters."

…

The night is dark, but it never sets for ten days, giving it a dark red color.

The mortal world of Xinghuantian was in chaos.

Outside Goddess Clothes City, the magma has cooled, and the entire city is in panic. The monks in the city seemed to be able to feel the atmosphere of doomsday. They drove their carriages out of the city one after another and fled far away.

They had no idea that escaping from the city was useless.

In the eyes of gods, there is no difference between a city and a big world.

At the gate of the city, a female nun in white stared at the strange red sky, her eyes as calm as a flat lake.

Xuetu stood behind her, wanting to escape, but not daring to escape. His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he said in a dry voice: "Master Zen, even the star soul throne of Mosang War God has been extinguished. There must be a great terror in the city. We still have to do it." Let’s wait until the hell army arrives before we go in! Why don’t we wait for the chief clan leader to return?”

The nun in white ignored him.

The owner of Minghuafang felt heavy because she saw the Star Soul God Constellation disappearing into the starry sky in the star field near Xing Huantian.

It’s the city lord’s disciple, Ye Yunshuang.

Even the disciples of the city lord have perished. One can imagine how dangerous the city is at this moment.

Entering the city means that there is a high possibility that you will never return.

Suddenly, the airflow between heaven and earth became rapid, and above the head, the Star Soul God's throne disappeared again.

The star field then turned into darkness.

"The White Queen has fallen!"

The beautiful Zen girl lowered her gaze and looked towards the city.

The master of Minghuafang felt as if he was struck by lightning, his delicate body trembled violently, and he knelt on the ground. He no longer had any charm, tears fell like rain, and he cried out in sobs: "City Lord!"

The White Queen is very kind to the owner of Minghuafang.

Without the help of the White Queen, the master of Minghuafang would not have been able to cultivate to become a god. It is very likely that he would have been reduced to the lowest servant and died in the ravage many years ago.

"Uh-huh!"

The master of Minghuafang, regardless of everything, turned into a divine light and rushed into the city.

The wonderful Zen girl glanced at Xue Tu and said, "Let's go!"

"No more!" Xue Tu said.

The stunning Zen girl stared at him.

Xuetu almost knelt down for her, and said with fear: "First the God of War in the Temple of Destiny fell, and now the White Queen is dead! The White Queen is the lord of the First Goddess City, in charge of all the formations in the city, including the ancient Yijiao Tianzun. How terrifying is this enemy? If I don’t go, I won’t kill him.”

The wonderful Zen girl nodded seriously and said: "Okay, I don't need you to lead the way, I will search for the soul directly."

Xue Tu's heart was beating fast and he said: "No! I must lead the way. The ruins of Tianzun Temple are very dangerous, and the location of the space teleportation array is difficult to find. Let's go, Lady Zen, please come first!"

The wonderful Zen girl and Xuetu came to the Goddess Tower of the World. The women in the tower all knew about the death of the White Queen, and they were crying.

Confusion, crying, panic spread among them.

The once bustling and lively fireworks holy land has become gloomy and gloomy.

"The master of the workshop is dead, the lord of the city has fallen, and today the Xinghuantian catastrophe, the goddess's twelve workshops will no longer exist."

"Escape quickly, first escape from the First Goddess City, otherwise the divine power will drop and the entire city will cease to exist."

"Why is the sky so unfair? What did we do wrong?"

…

The wonderful Zen girl and Xuetu walked into the Queen's City. The master of Minghuafang was already inside, holding the White Queen's body and crying.

The wonderful Zen girl looked around and saw the handprints on the two temple doors. She stretched out a snow-white jade hand and gestured for a moment.

In the pit of the handprint, a thick and gloomy force burst out.

Xue Tu stood nearby and glanced at the handprint depression. He felt a boundless hand pressing down on him. He couldn't help but take two steps back.

The exquisite Zen girl grasped with her five fingers and crushed the residual energy in the depression of the handprint. A look of solemnity appeared in her calm eyes.

Xuetu came to the owner of Minghuafang, glanced at the White Queen's body, and couldn't help but said: "Is this the White Queen? Impossible!"

The corpse in the arms of the master of Minghuafang was extremely old, with white hair as white as snow, and as skinny as firewood. It was no different from a withered skeleton that had been buried for ten thousand years.

However, based on the aura emanating from her body, Xue Tu was probably certain that she was indeed the White Queen.

What terrible force killed her?

The wonderful Zen girl observed the formations in the temple of the Goddess and found that the formations were relatively well preserved and did not look like they had experienced a fierce battle.

She said: "This is the Corpse of Time!"

"What time poem?" Xue Tu asked.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "The Peach Blossom Tribulation, the Time Corpse. The peach blossoms are beautiful, but the years are cruel. Using cruel means like the Time Corpse to kill a woman whose reputation is spread all over the world at a speed as slow as the passage of time can be said to be the cruelest thing in the world. "

"At least a whole body was left!"

Xuetu sighed like this, and when he looked back, he found that the wonderful Zen girl had disappeared.

The ruins of Tianzun Temple are still dim and completely isolated from the outside world.

The wonderful Zen girl stepped on each footprint, followed the footprints, passed through the stone wall, and walked into the ruins. From a distance, I saw a young man standing on the edge of the space teleportation array.

The young man had repaired the broken purple gold formation tower and stood it in its original position.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "You don't need the corpse of the years to kill someone, you are too cruel to her!"

Xuan Yi put his palm on the purple gold formation tower and said: "After death, nothing will be left. The way of death is not important at all. Capricorn is dead, Qianmosang is dead, Yubaiwei is dead, how dare you Come here. Who are you?"

The wonderful Zen girl said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I know who you are. And I know why you came here. After the space teleportation array is repaired, can I still teleport?"

Xuandao said: "It seems that your purpose is the same as mine."

"It's different! I'm here to find someone, and you're here to kill someone. If you want to kill him, you have to pass me first!" The wonderful Zen girl pinched the fearless seal with her jade fingers, and her body was filled with Buddha's light.

Xuan Yi showed a look of astonishment and said: "In the past ten Yuanhui years, there has been a peerless and shocking woman in the Ning clan, named Kong Yinxue. She is from the same family as the Sixth Patriarch, studied under the Yutian Buddha, and worshiped the Yunqing Ancient Buddha. Although you are from the Nether Clan, you have profound attainments in Buddhism. Are you a descendant of Kong Yinxue! Is the God of Nu Tian your father or grandfather?"