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Chapter 1061 God's Rebellion! Typhon!

It was as if nine bell sounds were heard between heaven and earth. Donghuang Taiyi's golden python robe fluttered without wind, and the strong energy of the sun flowed continuously on his exposed skin.

He looked at the three-legged golden crow dancing in his palm and suddenly laughed out loud. The golden crow pattern spread from his brow to his whole body, burning his python robe.

He saw a complex star map composed of qi emerging in his palm, and those stars perfectly overlapped with the border defense map of the Dasheng Dynasty.

The soldiers of the Dasheng military camp stared blankly at Donghuang Taiyi, who was standing on the podium like a god. They didn't know who would kneel down first, and then there were thunderous shouts of "General Taiyi is mighty!"

"Li Yuanba..."

"I hope that after I completely control the position of the God General, I will have the opportunity to fight you for three hundred rounds!"

He gently stroked the Golden Crow in his palm, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

As a hegemonic force within the Great Sheng Dynasty, it was not difficult for Donghuang Taiyi to find out who had snatched the position of the Heavenly God General from him before.

After all, in the entire Tianwu Continent, there are only a few people with extreme Gang Qi who have shown up now, and the only one who uses double hammers is Mr. Li Si from the Mansion of Duke Tang of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Therefore, due to the obsession of being snatched away from the tiger's mouth last time, Taiyi's attention to Li Yuanba is now stronger than that of others who have already revealed their reputation, such as the number one on the World's Most Powerful List - "Hate the Sky Without a Ring" Li Cunxiao and others!

At the same time, just when Donghuang Taiyi was successfully promoted to Heavenly God General, blood-red thunder suddenly exploded in another unknown place.

The pair of hands holding the God-killing Spear suddenly tightened, and the black dragon pattern on the spear shaft suddenly came alive and moved. Two drops of dark red blood oozed out from the dragon's eyes, corroding the black ice under his feet into honeycomb-shaped holes.

"interesting."

He raised his foot to crush a piece of black ice, and dark red magma gushed out from the cracks. The king of ferocious beasts stood on the top of the mountain in a black robe. The corners of his robe fluttered in the wind, revealing the ferocious beast armor with dark gold patterns inside. When the armor pieces rubbed against each other, there was a sound like a hungry beast gnawing on bone marrow.

Shen Ni's nostrils twitched slightly, and he actually smelled a fishy sweetness that made him shudder from the hot air - that was the unique bloody smell when the throne of the gods changed hands.

"Great Sun Qi? A trick of the Yin-Yang School..."

"Li Cunxiao, who hates the sky without a ring, Li Yuanba, who shakes the universe with his strength, Li Xiangyang, who splits the sky with an axe, and the supreme and holy King Xiangyang, and now here comes the ultimate Sun Qi!"

"Good, good, good! This generation of new war gods are finally not some cowardly bastards!"

He suddenly laughed out loud, and the sound waves made the snow on the mountaintop fall down. The God-killing Spear in his hand suddenly hummed, and the blood-red thunder raised by the tip of the spear condensed into a hideous ghost face in the void.

Shen Ni bent his finger and flicked the gun barrel, and the ghost mask exploded. The burst of lightning turned half of the sky into a strange purple-red.

"What a pity! If I had the chance, I would like to see whether your Great Sun Qi is hotter or my God-killing Spear is sharper!"

He suddenly tore open his black robe, revealing a chest covered with dark red magic patterns, with a blood-red vertical pupil embedded in the center of the magic patterns.

The blood-red thunder suddenly ran wild, with Shen Ni as the center. All the black ice within a radius of ten miles was vaporized, and countless ferocious beast totems emerged on the exposed rock strata.

With every step he took, the totem lit up. When he took nine steps, a towering and ferocious image of a god had formed behind him.

The Dharmakāya had three heads and six arms, holding thunder, hurricanes, karmic fire and other natural disasters in its palms. The most shocking thing was that between the eyebrows of the Dharmakāya was a blood-red vertical pupil, just like Shen Ni's. Reflected in the pupil was the phantom of Donghuang Taiyi Jinwu Dharmakāya.

"Squeak!"

Shen Ni thrust the God-killing Spear fiercely into the rock. The sonic boom caused by the vibration of the spear barrel actually condensed nine blood-red thunder dragons formed by the energy in the clouds. He let the thunder wander over the magic patterns on his chest. With each flash of lightning, the shadow of a ferocious beast would emerge from under his skin.

"Donghuang Taiyi..."

“After I kill that fool with the hammer, I will take off your Golden Crow head and use it as a wine jar!” He suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed a thunder dragon. The lightning surging in his throat burned the sky with scorch marks.

Then he stomped his feet violently, and the entire mountain top exploded. Shen Ni's body was wrapped in rich aura and turned into blood-red thunder that soared into the sky. Only the black dragon perched on the God-killing Spear was still roaring excitedly in Shen Ni's hand.

At the same time, on the northern prairie, the twilight was like a copper pot mixed with kumis, dyeing the northern prairie into a turbid dark gold color.

The strong wind carried gravel and hit the cowhide tent, making a crisp sound like frying beans.

"Oh!"

Typhon overturned the bronze wine jar, and the amber kumis seeped into the sand through the seams of the wool felt and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Veins bulged on his neck and dark red energy moved across his body like a poisonous snake, staining the copper lamps in the yurt with blood.

"That position...should have been mine!"

A beast-like growl rolled out of his throat, and his five fingers formed claws and fiercely grabbed the sheepskin map, and the collision between his knuckles and the map stand made of animal bones made a harsh friction sound.

The three large vermilion characters "Long Yao Tribe" marked with wolf blood on the map were twisted into a mocking smile in his bloodshot pupils.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the tent. The soles of Ladon's leather boots were still covered with frost and snow.

This monster, known as the "hundred-headed dragon" and now implanted as Typhon's brother, had just opened the curtain when he was faced with Typhon's casserole-sized fist.

The fist wind wrapped in a fishy aura blew towards him, forcing him to lean back instinctively, but he was still hit by the pine pole supporting the tent, hitting the tip of his nose.

"Crack!"

The wooden pole as thick as a bowl broke with a sound, and half of the cowhide tent collapsed instantly.

Ladong was buried in a pile of felt and kept coughing. The dragon heads of the energy condensed from his body rushed out from between his messy hair, and wisps of poisonous smoke were spewed out from his scarlet tongue.

He was about to speak when he saw Typhon rushing towards him like an enraged brown bear, kicking deep holes in the gravel ground.

"Brother, you are crazy! The Khan will soon..."

Before Ladon could finish his words, he was hit by a knee in the abdomen. Typhon, who had extremely strong internal energy, had a knee like an iron battering ram, which made him almost vomit bile.

He quickly circulated the internal energy in his body and tried to escape backwards, but unfortunately the gap in strength between the two sides was too great. With a "swish" sound, the entire wolfskin coat was torn in two.

At this moment, the neighing of war horses suddenly sounded outside the tent.

Temujin jumped off his black-maned horse while hiding in the stirrups, his wolf-head cloak embroidered with gold thread fluttering in the wind.

He looked at the farce in front of him, his hawk-like eyes swept across the crooked yurt, and finally stopped on Typhon's sandy leather boots - there was still traces of Ladon's blood on the soles of the boots.

"enough!"

The low shout was like thunder, shaking the wolf head totem on the flag outside the tent.

However, in the face of Temujin's scolding, Typhon turned a deaf ear, and tore off the belt around his waist that was decorated with wolf teeth. Under the surge of his internal energy, those poisoned animal fangs turned into hidden weapons that shot towards Ladon.

At the critical moment, three dark shadows beside him flashed into the tent from different directions.

(End of this chapter)