Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 788
In the end, Yuan Rui set his sights on Zhengnan, where the main battlefield between me and the deity of Tiandao was.

The black vortex on the sky in the south is still spinning, and the golden light inside is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, when the golden light shone so dazzlingly that it was impossible to look directly at it, the tip of the Golden Spear emerged from the vortex.

Staring at the Golden Spear, the first feeling one gets is dignified.

The universe has never been so important. Compared with it, the sword of thousands of prophecies in my hand is like a child's toy.

Although the sword is extremely great, the sword also has its shortcomings.

Because of the power of the sword, it is inseparable from the person holding the sword.

And the golden spear in front of him has the power to destroy everything.

I really can't imagine what kind of person is qualified to wield such a heavy weapon, piercing the world and breaking everything.

The dark vortex was spinning more and more slowly, the murderous intent covering the southern sky became more and more serious, and the golden light became more destructive, dazzling, and shocking to the soul.

The body of the golden spear began to appear, piercing out of the vortex little by little, and the tip of the spear was always targeting me.

Although the movement was very slow, it gave me a feeling of nowhere to escape.

Facing such a heavy weapon, where can I escape?
Escaping into the void?

The void shattered like paper.

Escape into the river of time and space?

And this spear can pierce through ages.

It is as if a puncture can go from ancient times to the present.

This spear is by no means a product of our world, because it has completely shaken off the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth.

As the golden spear continued to show its shape, a giant wearing a golden armor stepped out of the dark vortex.

As soon as the giant appeared, the surrounding space immediately turned into chaos.He wears a golden mask and a golden rune armor, engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the chest mirror on his chest reflects the divine light of the universe.

This is a giant angel with a pair of golden wings growing on its back.

Huge wings spread out, covering the sky.

The stalwart figure stood there, as if he could stand to the end of the world.

Time cannot dim the light of giants, and space cannot extinguish the power of giants.

In him, the awe of all living beings is condensed, and the fear of all living beings is also condensed.

When this figure appeared, in the void of the universe, countless stars restrained their light, and the galaxy returned to calm.

I don't know how many supreme masters stared at this place in fear, and finally expressed their surrender unwillingly, and slowly fell to their knees.

The influence is not only in the void of the universe, but also spreads to the three realms of the world.

As long as the giant's spiritual thoughts are directed, all living beings must submit, and those who refuse to submit will bear the giant's hatred and curse.

On the top of the Holy Demon Mountain, Xie Yun spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the top of the mountain.

Mo Yunfan hurriedly helped her up, but couldn't help her stop the blood gushing out.

Aofeng let out a mournful dragon chant from the depths of the ocean, and the sea was stained red with dragon blood.

On the ancient battlefield of ten thousand beasts, the ground suddenly exploded, and streams of blood gushed out. This was the blood of the unicorn.

Yuanfeng screamed in the sky, and the blood of the phoenix turned into flowing fire and fell solemnly from the sky.

Countless demonic disciples panicked, their hearts twitched in severe pain, and they knelt on the ground and tore their hair desperately.

The heart is in severe pain, and blood is faintly flowing out of the seven orifices.

"What exactly happened?" Mo Yunfan gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of blood, and asked loudly.

"The Dao of Heaven has joined the battle." Xie Yun said.

……

Nine Nether Extremely Cold Land, Nether Temple.

Accompanied by the emergence of the battle form of the Heavenly Dao, the Empress fell from the formation of the six realms of reincarnation.

In just a short moment, the Wangchuan River surged, and the souls in the river wailed miserably, but at the bridge head, Po Meng lost control for no reason and fell headlong into the river.

Just when her figure was about to be submerged by the river, the empress stretched out a big hand towards the Wangchuan River, and pulled Tianzun Mengpo down in front of her.

Thunder broke out, piercing the dark sky of the underworld.

There was a loud click, and the Sansheng Stone shattered, and the flowers on the other side of the Wangchuan River began to burn like a raging fire, and leaves and flowers appeared at the same time.

The eighteen layers of hell collapsed one after another, and finally collapsed into an evil and distorted space, which merged with the blood sea Buddha and shook the foundation of the underworld.

The city of Fengdu began to shake, and at ten o'clock Yan Jun fled the palace of the king of hell in a panic.

Tian Dao only swept across with his divine sense, and destroyed most of the underworld.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" Meng Po Tianzun asked in fear.

"He joined the battle." The Empress was as calm as ever, but the blood that hadn't been wiped off the corner of her mouth betrayed her.

"Who?"

"The way of heaven."

……

Ninety thousand li in the sky, the wind and shadows.

Kunpeng spread its wings, carried 4000 million warriors on its back, and flew towards the kingdom of heaven.

At this time, Xie Liuyun, Empress Ziyu, Jiang Xueyang, Liu Zhirong, Queen Mother of the West, Ksitigarbha Tianzun and other great masters of the three worlds had joined Nanhua Zhenren and gathered on the back of Kunpeng.

The galaxy is eternal, walking through it makes 4000 million warriors feel infinite pride.

The sky destroys all living beings, and all living beings destroy the sky.

Even if the power of the sky is endless, we will fight against it if we are united.

There are heavenly fairies dancing, human swordsmen fighting and discussing swords, and demonic disciples drinking and chatting happily, and the back of Kunpeng is like a feast for the three realms of the world.

In the past, the three forces were incompatible like water and fire, so I never thought that there would be a scene like today.

Although they knew that this might be the last carnival, Xie Liuyun, Jiang Xueyang and others also smiled and had fun with others.

Even the unsmiling real Nan Hua played a flute.

Suddenly, Kunpeng trembled violently, and its huge and incomparable wings trembled rapidly.

Panicked, the 4000 million warriors hurriedly grabbed Kunpeng's back.

However, even greater panic came one after another, suffocating fear, sweeping the body and mind.

Those with a high level of enlightenment are bored and vomit blood, and those with a low level of cultivation, let the people around them pull and struggle to adjust Kunpeng's back.

In just a short moment, tens of thousands of people fell into the darkness and void, dying.

Kunpeng's will is so majestic, even it can't suppress the fear in its heart, and its mournful cries are the best in the world.

Xie Liuyun sacrificed the Liuren Yin-Yang sword, and Empress Ziyu deduced the Ziwei Xingpan.

Without waiting for the swordplay to be performed, Xie Liuyun opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the Empress also spattered the astrolabe with blood almost at the same time.

"Realist Nanhua, what happened?" Jiang Xueyang gritted his teeth and stabilized his figure.

Nanhua stared at the void in front of him, and said word by word: "Heavenly Dao, join the battle."

(End of this chapter)