Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

He kept shrinking until he became a small and intricate divine text, which was held in the palm of Emperor Zhou's hand. He was unable to move, and was even less able to transfer his consciousness to other containers.

With just a palm, a grip, and a shout, the phantom of the god that was so arrogant just now was suppressed by the Emperor of Zhou!

The people of Yujing City were all looking at the emperor standing in the city in shock.

This is the true strength of the strongest person in Da Zhou!

But soon, the divine text on the palm of Emperor Zhou's hand sneered coldly: "Ants, you don't know what you are fighting against!"

"Compared to those people, I am already very merciful."

"Now let me go, offer me rare treasures, confess your sins, and perhaps you can gain my forgiveness."

Emperor Zhou looked calm and said softly, "Destroying this divine text will not kill you, but it will damage your body."

"You already have a low status among the Outer Gods, and now you've made such a big mistake. Maybe... you'll be excluded from the ranks of the gods?"

In the divine text, the expression of the little god's phantom changed slightly: "You!"

"If you destroy this sacred text, it will only attract a more powerful god!"

Click, click!

Hearing the sound of shattering, the phantom of the god finally panicked: "We can actually still discuss it, there is no need..."

The King of Zhou ignored him, tightened his grip, and crushed the sacred text.

"no, you can not……"

The god's voice suddenly stopped. From beginning to end, he had never expected that the King of Zhou would be so decisive and resolute.

Before people could feel relieved, a clear and mysterious divine sound suddenly rang out.

Compared with the majestic divine music just now, this kind of music seemed more generous and selfless, like the sunshine that embraces everything, making people unconsciously feel good about it.

But the monks with keen perception could hear that this divine sound was filled with extreme indifference, and that generosity and warmth were just its disguise.

Everyone looked in the direction where the divine sound came from, and was surprised to find that the one singing the divine sound was none other than the original protagonist of this great ceremony to the gods.

The saint Hong Yingxue.

Hong Yingxue had a look of surprise on her face, as if she had not expected such a sudden change.

But she couldn't close her mouth and stop singing.

As the divine sound was uttered, Hong Yingxue's body gradually became out of her control, and the expression on her face became more and more indifferent and detached.

In the end, Hong Yingxue's expression was very similar to the lofty statue in the Daxia Temple.

In the melee just now, the little god occupied the bodies of many priests, but did not descend on Hong Yingxue.

It’s not that He can’t, but that He doesn’t dare!

This most perfect container belongs exclusively to Holy Mother Tianyuan!

Looking at this scene, Anle's eyes twitched. He had tried to stop the arrival of Mother Tianyuan several times, but it was all in vain. Even if he tried to kill Hong Yingxue in advance, it would only trigger the restrictions in her body and attract the attention of Mother Tianyuan even earlier.

As the divine sound spread, people's movements quickly stopped, their bodies became motionless, even their eyeballs could not move.

People either looked terrified, or frowned, or paused in their previous joy, their expressions were frozen at the moment of listening to the divine sound.

Not only the people, but also the breeze blowing around, the falling rocks, the magic power surging in the air... all stopped.

Wherever the divine sound resounded, it seemed as if countless invisible chains were locking all the particles that made up matter in place.

In the midst of silence, everyone felt an instinctive fear in their hearts, as if some disaster that would destroy everything was about to befall!

But they couldn't escape, couldn't resist, and couldn't even cry out.

In the midst of this despair, two auras rose up into the sky one after the other!

Anle's eyes were bright, bursting with a gleam of light like a sword, and his body was filled with terrifying sword intent, ready to strike out at any time.

There is a sword hidden in his heart!

That was the sword that Anle had kept in his heart after he learned the truth about the gods. When he witnessed the fall of the Great Zhou in repeated simulations, the sword had once broken, but after being recast, it became even sharper and has been kept to this day.

Just relying on this sword intent, Anle's body broke free from Shenyin's restraints and broke free from the invisible cage.

On the other side, Emperor Zhou took a step forward.

boom--

The next moment, an incomparably powerful aura burst out from his body, shaking violently.

The King of Zhou stepped on the ground and looked up at the sky, and suddenly a powerful and vast force surged.

His already towering body swelled again, his aura rose wildly, causing tides between heaven and earth, pushing him forward towards an unknowable realm!

The step that Emperor Zhou mentioned is exactly the breakthrough to a realm above immortals!

That is... the realm of God!

Waves of powerful pressure from Emperor Zhou's body burst out in all directions, causing the space to briefly distort and tremble along with the spatial ripples caused by the burst of pressure.

Immediately afterwards, the twelve divine treasures appeared one after another, each of which was extremely mysterious and carved to perfection.

They condensed together and gradually changed into a flowing ball of light.

In the ball of light, a Taoist tree gradually grew out.

However, the process was not smooth. This Taoist tree was at best just a small sapling, very weak, and could be blown down by a slight breeze.

At this moment, an ancient and barbaric will was bestowed upon Emperor Zhou!

Great wasteland.

At this critical moment, He also exerted His last bit of strength to support Anle and others.

It was as if a clear spring flowed into the roots of the Taoist tree, nourishing it to grow branches and new buds, causing it to grow rapidly and become lush and green.

The resounding sounds of Tao echoed with the growth of the Tao tree and received a response from this world. Listening carefully to these sounds of Tao, one had a sense of the creation of the world and the beginning of life.

The people who heard the sound of Tao were also freed from the constraints of the divine sound. They were shocked and raised their heads unconsciously, and vaguely saw a pair of eyes hidden outside the sky.

In those eyes, there seemed to be billions of stars flowing, the galaxy was vast, and countless worlds were all contained in it, but there was no emotion at all.

Then, the owner of the eyes stretched out a finger and tapped lightly.

To Him, it was just a simple little action, but in the eyes of the people of the Great Zhou, the sky suddenly became dark, and there seemed to be an invisible collapse sound coming from high up, unable to bear the weight, and the shadow of a finger slowly approached.

With this finger, the entire sky seemed to collapse!

Emperor Zhou sighed inwardly: "What a pity, it's just a little bit short."

Even with the help from Dahuang, he is still a step away from breaking through to the True God realm.

But this tiny difference was like a chasm between him and the enemy.

The current Emperor Zhou can only be regarded as a semi-god, but in fact, even if he breaks through the god realm, he is definitely not a match for this foreign god.

Emperor Zhou looked at his fellow Taoists around him, his gaze lingering on their faces, as if he wanted to remember them for the last time. Without words, King Chu and others understood his thoughts.

"When the sky falls, tall people should hold it up."

The First King laughed loudly: "Your Majesty, let us die together for the Great Zhou!"

Zhou Tianzi smiled and said, "Daoists, let's go!"

After saying that, they became full of vigor, transformed into streams of light, and flew towards the approaching fingers.

Chapter 337 This Sword Can Kill Gods!

Outside the sky, a finger of the god was falling at a speed that seemed slow but was actually fast.

It was said to be slow because this finger was so huge that the entire Yujing City was like an insignificant grain of sand in comparison. Therefore, the movement seemed slow in the eyes of everyone.

In fact, its distance from Da Zhou is rapidly shortening, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression.

High in the sky, the sound of the barriers of this world shattering could be heard continuously, as if invisible cracks were spreading.

The so-called world barrier, seemingly invisible and intangible, is composed of a mass of Qi. Even the immortals of the Twelve Divine Treasures cannot break it. But at this moment, it is crumbling under the finger of the Holy Mother Tianyuan.

Under the heavy pressure, the air began to rush violently, hurricanes howled in the upper atmosphere, forming a terrifying celestial phenomenon.

The clouds gradually swirled around and turned into a huge dark vortex, and it was still slowly sinking.

To the people of the Great Zhou, it seemed as if the entire sky was pressing down on them!

This kind of phenomenon can be said to be destroying the world!

The oppressive feeling brought by the little god before was enough to make people's hearts tremble and give rise to awe and fear, but compared with the divine power that descended with this finger, it was not worth mentioning at all.

Under such heavy pressure, Emperor Zhou and others did not choose to retreat, but suddenly stood up, one by one leaping in the air, pointing at the gods and killing them!

At this moment, they must take action!

The power of the Holy Mother Tianyuan was so terrifying that if they did not take action, the fear would crush their faith and leave them without the strength to fight.

Not only the kings of the Great Zhou, but also all the cultivators and original giants who had broken through the Twelve Divine Treasures and reached the realm of immortals, as long as they still had blood in their hearts, let out a roar and rushed towards the sky.

Over the past three years, although the Great Zhou has gradually fallen under the control of the gods, the number of top combat forces is definitely much greater than it was three years ago.

For a moment, the figures of the monks one after another turned into streams of light, like a meteor shower flying backwards, flying towards the gods in the sky.

Looking at this scene, Anle was excited, but he did not rush out with them. Instead, he changed back to his normal size, came to the only remaining top of Chengtian Tower, found the body of the Infinite Moment Stone, and swung his sword to cut off the surrounding divine chains.

The prismatic meteorite flickers, flashing gorgeous light and containing the mystery of time.

As the restraints were released, it gradually emitted indescribable fluctuations.

Anle looked at the Infinite Moment Stone firmly and said, "Great Devil Lord, I want to trade with you again."

******

midair.

An original giant blasted out thunder and fire on the way to the fingertips of the god, but the next moment, a horrifying will hit his brain, causing his head to explode and his body to fall.

King Xiang’s momentum soared to the sky, and he punched towards the vortex in the sky with a martial arts spirit that could break through everything.

However, this punch not only failed to penetrate the clouds, but also brought about an extremely strong recoil force. In the horrific shock, Xiang Wang's five fingers crackled, his flesh and blood turned into powder, and his body flew backwards.

This was the protective divine light from the god's fingers. Just one encounter caused King Xiang to suffer serious injuries.

Many magical weapons appeared beside King Xuan, all of which carried a powerful aura and could cause terrible destructive power.

These magical weapons hovered behind him like an unfolding treasure house, and then gathered into a torrent and burst out with a loud bang.

Bang bang bang bang!

Before the torrent of magic weapons touched the giant finger, it suddenly exploded in mid-air, turned into a bunch of small light spots, and quickly disappeared.

King Xuan's aura was connected to the magic weapons, but now all the magic weapons were destroyed. He suddenly had a splitting headache, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he fell backwards involuntarily.

At the same time, a ray of divine light instantly fell, and Xuan Wang's body was like snow meeting the scorching sun. The flesh and blood melted, and soon the bones were revealed. He dodged hurriedly, barely avoiding the vital points.

The First King made seals with his hands, and the formation connected heaven and earth, as if he wanted to control the celestial phenomena and twist the vortex to fight against the power of the gods.

His formation had just been activated when suddenly, a divine text lit up in the clouds and a divine sound resounded from it, breaking the Chu King's killing formation with supreme power.

The divine text slammed into the Chu King's body, and the Chu King's body was like being struck by lightning, almost turning into a pool of mud. Another divine text followed, and was about to kill him.

At this time, Xiang Wang, who still had one hand left, rushed over, gathered all his strength, and clenched his other hand into a fist to meet the attack.

The sacred text was smashed to pieces, and King Xiang's arm also exploded.

One of the cultivators even detonated his own twelve divine treasures, bursting out with violent secret power like a volcanic eruption, temporarily blasting away a large piece of cloud. The power landed on the fingertips of the god, but only shook the outer protective divine light, without leaving even the tiniest scar.

On the battlefield, the Zhou emperor was bearing the most terrifying attack.

The vast divine power acted directly on him, it was mighty and powerful, like the will of heaven, which could not be disobeyed.

Divine light and divine text fell one after another. This was the protective divine light attracted by the aura and launched an attack against Emperor Zhou, who was regarded as the most threatening enemy.

Each ray of divine light is enough to kill an immortal of the Twelve Divine Treasures, so its power can be seen.

Facing the divine power like raging waves, Emperor Zhou remained calm, his imperial robe rustled, and he moved forward with firm and unwavering steps.

The newly grown Tao tree behind him seemed still very young and far from lush, but whenever divine light and divine text fell, Tao sounds would be heard around the tree, and the lush branches would sway gently, like a barrier to block these terrible attacks.

But this was obviously not without cost. As the divine light fell like a violent storm, the brilliance of the Dao Tree became increasingly dim and restrained, and its aura became somewhat weak.

"Is this... the real god?"

Witnessing the immortals of the Great Zhou falling in mid-air one after another, Xuanhui on the ground bit his lips tightly, feeling a sense of helplessness.