Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!!!"

The Gate of the Dead collapsed with a loud bang. Balkh stared at Huang Shaotian fiercely with his extremely resentful eyes. Suddenly, the Death Soul Lamp on his chest burst into a dazzling bloody light. "You all deserve to die!!!"

laugh!

In an instant, death tentacles extended from behind Balkh and pierced Soram and Swain's chests directly.

The original power of the three great natural disasters is now connected together through the tentacles of death.

Then, the three powerful natural disasters cut their palms at the same time. The gushing blood gathered in the air and finally condensed into the shadow of Agares' right eye.

The origins of the four great natural disasters are originally connected to Agares, the dean of the Purdue Academy. Through the summoning of the power of the origin, divine vision can be brought down!

Although one of the scourges of war is missing and both eyes cannot be summoned, even if it is just one eye, it is the gaze of a god!

"My vision is God's vision!"

Under the feet of the three natural disasters, a dark golden hexagram magic circle flickered, and the right eye of Agares that was floating in the void suddenly opened!

In an instant, the speed of time on the entire battlefield suddenly slowed down tenfold.

The sword energy that Huang Shaotian slashed out solidified in the air, and the sword cage controlled by Taiyue Sword God stopped rotating.

Only the six-winged phantom summoned by the four cardinals and Snake was madly gathering together.

"My body is the body of God!"

"My blood is the blood of God!"

In the blink of an eye, the cage was shattered by the terrifying breath of God, and the eyeball floating in the void also merged into one with the six-winged phantom in the first moment.

"puff!"

Taiyue Sword God was directly blown away, blood gushing out, looking at the six-winged phantom that merged with Agares' eyeball in astonishment, and said in a trembling voice: "Time imprisonment! It's just an eyeball, but it can also--"

"Master!"

Huang Shaotian flew over and wanted to support Taiyue Sword God, but found that he couldn't even move a finger.

"The blasphemer shall be punished!"

The six-winged phantom slowly spread the six wings behind it, raised its right hand, and pointed lightly in the direction of Huang Shaotian and Taiyue Sword God.

boom! boom! boom!

In an instant, spiritual explosions surged around the two men's bodies, blood holes blasted across their bodies, and blood splattered out.

The spiritual power in the body was also rapidly lost under the oracle.

Is this the true power of the gods?

Huang Shaotian widened his eyes. It seemed that the Herr of Truth and the Clergy only differed by one clergyman.

But the gap between the two is as huge as the gap between heaven and earth!

He frantically summoned the Nine-Death Sword, but found that the nine thousand-handed sword spirits behind him were almost destroyed under the pressure of the six-winged phantom's divine power!

Whoosh whoosh!

At the same time, following the order given by the phantom, the three natural disasters rushed out at the same time, roaring and killing the master and disciple.

"It's over, everyone go to hell!"

Balkh wielded the Scythe of Death, and the rage in his eyes was almost enough to ignite the entire sea of ​​stars.

The sharp sickle of death, carrying the fluctuations of the law of death, was about to cut through Huang Shaotian's throat.

But under the divine time confinement law, Huang Shaotian couldn't move at all!

He could only stare in despair at the Death Scythe that was rapidly approaching his throat. Swain's poisonous claws filled with plague power were only three inches away from his spine.

In just a moment, I would probably die!

Is this what it means to be handsome for only three seconds?

Huang Shaotian felt an endless bitterness in his heart: I thought that this time, I finally got to be the protagonist and could show off a lot!

But after all, I am not the savior!

"Don't even think about hurting my disciple!"

At the critical moment, the Qinghong Sword in the hands of Taiyue Sword God roared like a dragon's roar.

An extremely determined look flashed in his eyes, and he took the initiative to shatter the original sword heart that had just been repaired.

hum!

The Phoenix True Fire gushed out from all seven orifices, forcibly breaking a gap in the imprisoned time domain.

Da da!

The still time began to flow again. Although he still failed to completely break the shackles of time, Huang Shaotian had already sensed the sound of the Nine-Death Sword!

"Shaotian! Take the sword!"

The natal sword bone, burning with the fire of Nirvana, flew through the air.

Huang Shaotian turned his body at the last moment, and the sickle of death slashed across his throat, missing it by less than half an inch!

Swain's poisonous claws scraped past his ribs, bringing up a rain of blood.

He had no choice but to take Swain's claw attack.

The next moment, he grabbed the sword bone thrown by Taiyue Sword God with his backhand. There was still warmth of blood and bones, and it turned out to be the spine of Taiyue Sword God!

The origin of Taiyue Sword God's status and sword skills were directly integrated into Huang Shaotian's body.

"No!"

Amid Huang Shaotian's painful roar, the Nine Deaths Divine Sword actually merged into one.

The long river of time and space became concrete at this moment, and countless shadows of sword cultivators walked out from the void. They were every owner of this magic sword, and eventually all of them sank into Huang Shaotian's body.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Shaotian's body turned into a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, completely tearing open the cage of time!

hum!

The entire battlefield seemed to tremble.

The six-winged phantom that merged with Agares' right eye looked at Huang Shaotian with a hint of astonishment.

It seems that no one expected that there would be such a variable in the Martial Alliance!

"Nine deaths return to one, the sword opens the gate of heaven!"

Huang Shaotian stared coldly at the phantom in the sky, with a fire of revenge in his eyes, and slashed at the "incarnation of the god" with all his strength!

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the sword light that integrated the power of the nine laws enveloped the entire sky. The aftermath of the sword energy alone was enough to evaporate the four cardinals who were almost drained of energy into blood mist.

"No one below the priesthood can break through my defense! No one! The protection of the God of Light!"

Hecarim roared and raised the Shield of Holy Light. As the "God of Light" spread his six wings, a holy shield gleaming with golden light formed to protect the six-winged phantom.

boom!

However, the moment the holy shield touched the sword, it was crushed to pieces.

puff!

The holy shield was broken, and the shield in Hecarim's hand also exploded in an instant.

Along with his entire arm, his entire body was all crushed into pieces, turning into a puff of golden blood mist and completely annihilated.

"No! This is impossible!"

Swain was still in shock and fear when his figure was dissolved by the sword energy of Nine Deaths Return to One, and the plague fog was directly evaporated as if it had never existed.

Solam summoned countless purple locusts to block in front of him, trying to escape into the void, but his limbs were entangled by star chains.

It was the Tianmeng Divine Machine that took action!

"No!"

Accompanied by a roar of despair, the despicable and cunning famine disaster ultimately could not escape the fate of being reduced to ashes.

Balkh was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, wishing he had a thousand more legs.

However, a golden swamp suddenly appeared under his feet, and he was deeply trapped in the quagmire, unable to extricate himself. It was the mud plow of the afterlife formed by the burning golden bodies of 800 monks from the Fanyin Temple.

Above the void, the only remaining ghost of Master Ku Chan clasped his hands together in the clouds and said, "Donor, it's time to atone for your sins."

"I won't accept this! I won't accept this!"

Balkh roared in despair, but Huang Shaotian's Nine Deaths Sword Qi did not let him go.

Wherever the sword flashed, everything disappeared, including the Calamity of Death that controlled the kingdom of the dead.

At the same time, Snake, who was hiding in the army of Purdue Academy, also felt a terrifying and murderous aura that had locked onto him.

With this kind of lock, he would never be able to escape even if he fled to the ends of the earth.

And just as he expected, in just a moment, terrifying sword energy fell from the sky.

Those believers and knights who guarded him, no matter how devout their faith in Agares, were unable to resist the terrifying sword energy and could only turn into blood mist and dissipate.

"No! No! ..."

The shadow of death instantly loomed over him. Snake was so frightened that he sat on the ground, trembling all over. "Great Lord Agares, please come soon!"

"Your faith can't save you!"

Huang Shaotian's figure appeared in an instant, holding the Nine Deaths Divine Sword, and stared at Snake coldly, "Pay your life to my master!"

Rumble!

In an instant, the entire city seemed to sink and collapse, endless thunder streaked across the dark sky, and an extremely huge face appeared in the void.

Immediately afterwards, a huge palm fell down and directly crushed the Nine Deaths Sword Qi that Huang Shaotian had slashed out.

"Ah... Lord Agares!"

Snake, who luckily managed to escape with his life, quickly knelt down towards the void.

"Greetings, Lord Agares!"

The believers and knights of Purdue Seminary also bowed down in worship and shouted the name of Agares.

"You are, Agares!"

Huang Shaotian clenched his fists tightly.

The face in the sky did have the same aura as the Eye of Agares that Snake and the others had just summoned.

However, the aura of this Dharma image is even more powerful, even more majestic, and even more terrifying!

Yes, since the eyeball just now belonged to Agares, the moment the eyeball descended on the battlefield, it meant that Agares had seen everything that happened on the battlefield.

He was sweating slightly as he held the Nine Deaths Sword in his palm, and couldn't help but ask himself: Is the one I'm facing now a real god?

Damn!

Who cares about gods? I’m going to give it my all!

"Nine deaths——"

He swung his sword, intending to attack Agares first.

"What an impatient young man!"

Agares' voice was calm and cold, as if there was no emotional fluctuation at all. He just lowered his eyes and looked at Huang Shaotian briefly, then raised his finger.

The terrible time confinement came again, but it was a thousand times stronger than the six-winged phantom that had just merged with Agares' eyeball.

Even though the Nine Deaths merged into one, Huang Shaotian was still unable to move.

"Nine Deaths Divine Sword? This is indeed a divine sword. Unfortunately, you are not a divine sword after all."

He waved his hand lightly, and the void was torn apart. Balkh, Swain, Soram, Hecarim, who were originally killed by Huang Shaotian...

Even the war knight Celtic was reborn from nothingness intact.

The next moment, these powerful natural disasters prostrated themselves at Agares' feet, trembling in fear.

"See? Under the might of the gods, all you have done is in vain. Even if your sword can kill them a thousand times, ten thousand times, I can also revive them a thousand times, ten thousand times!"

Then, Agares waved his hand again, and the knights of the Four Knights of the Scourge and the Knights of the Holy Shield who had fallen on the battlefield actually crawled up again in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Even the bodies of the soldiers who had lost everything had their bodies rebuilt and completely restored.

"You said that faith in me could not save them. Look now. My believers are all here, but where are your dead companions?"

Agares smiled faintly, "I can give you a chance. Believe in me, join Purdue Academy, and you will become the sixth Knight Commander of Purdue Academy."

Huang Shaotian looked into Agares' eyes and felt dizzy. As if possessed by a ghost, he took a step forward.

At this moment, a roar sounded, like a thunder exploding in Huang Shaotian's ears.

"Don't look into his eyes, he is bewitching you!"

It was the voice of Tianmeng Shenji.

Whoosh whoosh!

A star chain shot out, wrapped around Huang Shaotian's arm, and pulled it hard.

Huang Shaotian suddenly shuddered and shook his head quickly. He then tightly grasped the Nine-Death Divine Sword in his hand and shouted, "Old thief, I almost fell into your trap!"

"Noisy!"

A hint of displeasure flashed in Agares' eyes. He flicked his finger, and the barrier covering the sky above Mingjian Peak shattered in an instant like an eggshell.

Even though the power of the barrier had been reduced with the death of Taiyue Sword God, Agares's casual attack actually completely destroyed the barrier.

Is this the power of the clergy?

"puff!"

Tianmeng Shenji suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then, no matter how he roared and screamed, he couldn't make any sound.

Agares's eyes refocused on Huang Shaotian, "Let's continue our conversation. You can give your answer now."

"They are here!" Huang Shaotian clenched his fists and shouted through gritted teeth.

Agares frowned slightly, "What did you say?"

"I said, they're all here!"

Huang Shaotian's eyes were filled with flames of anger. "My dead companions are all in my heart and in my memory!"

"Self-deceiving naivety!"

Agares smiled coldly, "In front of the immortal gods, all these so-called memories of yours will completely disappear the moment you die!"

"Immortal God?"

Huang Shaotian suddenly burst into laughter. "You coward, you hid behind the scenes and watched for so long, and only dared to show your dead head when you were absolutely sure that the Jade Emperor was not there. You are so afraid of death, you? Immortal God? Are you kidding me?"

"I don't know how to praise!"

A trace of anger flashed in Agares' eyes, and the terrifying breath of God burst out, which actually suppressed all the disciples of the Martial Alliance and made them almost crawl on the ground, completely unable to breathe.

Huang Shaotian tightly grasped the Nine Deaths Divine Sword. Even though his body was about to burst under the pressure, he still clenched his teeth and sneered: "Why, did I get it right? Does it hurt your pitiful self-esteem? You, a cowardly old turtle!" (End of this chapter)