Chapter 629: Divine Realm Collision
Chapter 629: Divine Realm Collision
Click!
The big hand stretched out, and the void made a fine shattering sound like a mirror.
Under the cracked void like a mirror, pairs of red eyes covered by cloaks lit up one after another, jumping like will-o'-the-wisp fire, full of murderous aura.
He naturally recognized the Hundred Ghosts Curse, which was one of the secret rituals he passed down to the Evil God Cult. Decades ago, when Pang Wenlong, under the alias Qin Yun, came to the imperial capital, he used this ritual to severely injure him and make him nearly die.
"Pang Wenlong!"
Qianyan's heart was filled with murderous intent.
If this ritual wasn't directed at him, how could he be the first to come out? !
Boom!
In the void, the sound was like thunder:
"Dare you to curse me with the ritual I passed down?"
"Deserves to be killed!"
Everyone in the observatory saw blackness in front of their eyes. This huge hand seemed like the hand of an ancient demon, pulling the night down from high in the sky!
The sky and the earth are completely dark!
This is not about the five senses being blinded or deprived.
Li Yuan saw clearly that the boundless black color was spreading rapidly with the big hand as the center. In the blink of an eye, it actually covered the entire Divine Capital City and was still spreading rapidly in the surroundings.
The chilling and biting aura radiated in all directions. In just a moment, the dozens of burning cauldrons were like candles in the wind, which could go out at any time.
"This is the breath of the Netherworld..."
Hearing screams and the sound of Qi exploding, Li Yuan's mind moved, and he had already activated the Zhenhai Black Turtle Armor, and the invisible Qi was blocked before it reached his body.
After entering the Tao, he had a deeper understanding of the Weapon Control Talisman. He could activate it with just a thought, and could flexibly choose to activate one or several weapons to avoid the pressure on the body and mind caused by activating multiple weapons at the same time.
He was not panicked, but just looked at Pang Wenlong's altar.
hum~
Almost at the same time as the darkness fell, a tremor was heard from the altar, and then a dazzling flame rose like the sun, dispelling the sticky darkness in an instant.
A pure yang and masculine aura filled the air.
"How dare such a sneaky person call himself a god?"
On the altar, Pang Wenlong sneered. Behind him, a blazing fire was as bright as the sun, illuminating all directions. The almost extinguished cauldron began to burn again:
"Where's that old Cloud Demon? Why is he just hiding?!"
Fierce!
Feeling the most masculine and powerful aura, Li Yuan couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.
During these three years, he had fought with Pang Wenlong many times. This Great Ancestor of Dayun would send his spirit to him every now and then to supervise his martial arts training in disguised form.
But even during the recent time when he invited several Taoists to participate in the battle, he did not feel such strong oppression.
In his perception, the temperature of the entire imperial city rose sharply under his spiritual appearance, and the snow left over from a few days ago evaporated and disappeared in an instant, as if the seasons and weather had really changed.
"die!"
There was a loud tearing sound in the void. Qianyan had no intention of communicating at all. The large hand he stretched out swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was several acres in size, and it was wrapped in a chill.
It enveloped dozens of burning cauldrons and all the people under the observatory!
"spread!"
Long Yingchan let out a light shout, and the true energy he released was like clouds and mist, his aura rising, guarding against the surroundings.
Grand masters such as Nie Xianshan and Long Xixiang also mobilized their true energy.
In fact, there was no need for anyone to remind them. As soon as the Thousand Eyes appeared, the people under the observatory had dispersed. True disciples and elders like Xin Wenhua didn't even dare to turn their heads back.
In a divine palace-level confrontation, except for Li Yuan, no one below the level of Grandmaster is even qualified to watch the battle up close.
boom!
Red and black colors intertwined in the sky, causing air waves to roll in all directions. The sounds of the air waves exploded into one, shaking the entire capital city of God.
"The Divine Palace Realm!"
Outside the imperial city, on Taiping Street, near the window on the ninth floor of a restaurant, Shen Qisheng let out a long sigh and stood up.
From here, he could see several streets outside the imperial city.
The roar and waves of air that spread out from the imperial city spread out heavily, causing flying sand and rocks wherever they passed. Pedestrians in the streets and alleys were all frightened, some screaming and scattering, while others ran away in panic.
boom!
Another roar exploded, like thousands of thunders coming from far away. The restaurant where Shentu Sheng was located, which was only a few miles away from the imperial city and had a very good business, was also shrouded in panic. In fact, the restaurant was shaking violently, as if it would overturn at any time.
At this moment, it was not just these streets that were in panic, the entire imperial city was boiling and wailing under the collision of these two divine palace-level powerful men.
"God Realm..."
Shentu Sheng was not panicked, he just looked intently and sensed.
This kind of confrontation between powerful men would be of great benefit to him.
At this moment, the entire imperial city was interwoven with red and black colors. The red sun shone with divine light under the night sky. At first glance, it seemed as if day and night were flowing rapidly over the imperial city, which was spectacular.
There was panic and terror in the imperial city, but many martial artists did not retreat but advanced instead, looking out from the heights surrounding the imperial city, with expressions of varying degrees of shock and excitement.
"call!"
In an inn not far away, Qin Shixian slowly opened his eyes, the spear across his knees trembled slightly, and the windows and doors of the room opened by themselves.
"Is the fight starting now?"
Qin Shixian looked up and immediately frowned.
She was not surprised that the old man would be the first to take action. In fact, when Dayun was first established, Pang Wenlong had always been the first to take action in every battle.
"That old ghost with a thousand eyes..."
Ordinary people only see the interweaving of two colors, or the rolling waves of energy, but what Qin Shixian pays attention to is the momentum, intention, form, spirit, and appearance of the confrontation between two Divine Palace-level powerhouses.
At this moment, the entire imperial city has been covered by two divine realms.
At first glance, the imperial city is still in the same place, but in fact, it is no longer in the Divine Capital. Otherwise, the clash between the two Divine Palace-level strongmen would have overturned this majestic imperial city long ago.
What astonished her was not her old man's "Red Sun Shining on the Mountain", but the inky night scene. The aura of the scene really looked like a secluded place.
"This old ghost..."
Qin Shixian couldn't help but clench the barrel of her gun. In her opinion, this old ghost who was suspected to be an evil god from outer space was a greater threat than Wan Zhuliu and the old ghost Yunmo!
Even if only a wisp of soul is left, this is still the legendary evil god!
"boom!"
Suddenly, a loud noise came.
Qin Shixian's eyes narrowed, and she rushed out of the house. She looked in the direction of the sound. The roar came from outside the city of God. Her eyesight was very good, but she could only vaguely see the smoke rising into the sky.
"No, this is incense!"
"Such a huge amount of incense... is it that Emperor Qian?!"
Qin Shixian immediately felt a sense of alarm.
In the past few years, although she was afraid of Wan Zhuliu, she did not let go of anyone in the court and had been hunting him down in secret. She had searched the Divine Capital City inside and out countless times, but she didn't expect that there might be people she missed?
"Master Qin, please stay."
Qin Shixian was about to leave the city, but suddenly stopped.
On the roof of a restaurant not far away, Shen Qisheng stood with a sword in his hand, his expression calm: "What's the point of going over here now?"
"Shen Qisheng!"
Qin Shixian's eyes were cold: "Do you really want to die for that alien race?"
Ever since the court entered the temple, it was no longer a secret that Emperor Qian and others were from the Yunmo clan. Although it had not been spread throughout the world, everyone above the elders of the major sects knew about it.
It is natural that Shen Qisheng could not have not known about this.
"Do your best?"
Shen Qisheng sighed in his heart, but just shook his head: "The outcome of this battle does not depend on you, nor on me. Why don't we rest here for a while and wait?"
"roll!"
Qin Shixian had a murderous look on his face. He didn't want to waste any more words with him and stepped into the air.
"You can't leave!"
Shen Qisheng glanced at the imperial city. As the incense outside the capital city rose, figures shot out from the imperial city. With just a glance, he saw Long Yingchan and Taoist Yuan Qing.
His heart tightened, and the magic sword rang, stopping Qin Shixian in mid-air.
(End of this chapter)