Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2365 The disappearing shadow of Destiny Heaven! (seeking subscription)
The exit of the heavens, in front of the Transformation Palace.

The sky is intertwined with golden clouds, covering the four directions of the sky. This originally peaceful holy land of the heavens suddenly becomes extremely oppressive. Behind the God Lord Zhenyuan, a team of heavenly warriors is waiting in full battle. Soaring into the sky, one after another, piercing the darkness before dawn, accompanied by heavy chaotic air, but unable to dispel the diffuse golden glow.

It's not that this Heavenly Court fighter is not strong enough, on the contrary, those who are qualified to guard the passage between the two realms are all the elite among the elite carefully selected from the various divisions of the Heavenly Court. , there is no lack of strong men from the six or nine catastrophe, such a warrior with nearly a thousand people, forming a battle formation at this moment, even ordinary supreme creatures can withstand it for a while.

It is a pity that today is not destined to be the time for them to show off their power, because God Lord Zhenyuan knows very well what kind of existence they are about to face.

Woo!
Soon, in the golden glow of the sky, there was a horrible cry, and there was suddenly a black goose feather snow in the sky, and the biting cold spread like a tide on the sky and the earth, and everything it passed was frozen , Thousands of miles long mountains, ten thousand feet high sky trees, were all frozen, turning into huge ice sculptures.

This is……

The powerhouses of the clans who were spying secretly were all retreating crazily. They guessed something and dared to stay. After nearly two years, they thought the dust had settled like this, but they did not expect this day to come after all.

Thinking about it, why does the Heavenly Court set up rules for all beings in the heavenly world? Just like when the Heavenly Court established the world, it was also criticized by the clans, celestial monsters, and gods and beasts.

Taking the Heavenly Spear, Lord Zhenyuan pointed forward. In the past two years, he has gradually gained the approval of the God of Time, and is about to ascend to the throne of God. In the eyes of the old god king, even if he is on the throne, as long as he can transform into a transcendent consciousness, theoretically, there is still the possibility of transcendence. It cannot be said that the god king is hopeless, but this road is very difficult to walk. God walks through.

However, the vision between the heaven and the earth is still evolving. After the black goose feather and heavy snow, there is another yellow paper falling all over the sky, which spontaneously ignites without fire, and the dim yellow fire reflects the figures of the gods of the heavens, such as Lord Zhenyuan, and then withers. , extinguished on the frozen earth.

Could it be him!

God Lord Zhenyuan's eyes flickered, this vision was enough to glimpse something, looking at the entire heaven, there were very few people with similar mighty power.

"It's Death."

On the top of the Tianzhu, a strange look appeared in the eyes of the old god king, and then he said in a deep voice: "This one, from now on, should be the only god seat of the ancient god of death. That follower, but there are a lot of stories later, this one withdrew from the ranks of followers, and established the Kingdom of God alone on the bank of hell in the nine heavens and ten places, now that he has chosen to take action, I am afraid the story will eventually come to an end."

Su Qinian was taken aback, is it the legendary god dog?
Speaking of which, among the sky demon clan, the Tiangu clan was not prosperous in ancient times, but after the New Epoch of the Celestial Realm, it became more and more prosperous. Respected as a big dog.

Next, the old god king reflected the god form of the celestial god of death into Su Qinian's detachment consciousness with the consciousness of a god king.

Su Qinian then clicked on the fate icon, and the stone book of fate appeared, and turned to the fourth page. However, Su Qinian failed when he tried to engrave the shape of a god, not because the one who was about to be engraved was a god, but Because, this divine form was not carved by Su Qinian himself, and the Book of Destiny does not accept it.

Is this not allowing the host to take any shortcuts?
Su Qinian was speechless. He was a little resistant and repulsed to the computer system sent by a stalwart existence in the future, which is very inconsistent in the present world. If he was not afraid of going out and causing changes, he would have given it up a long time ago. Re-entering the long river of time and space. I didn't expect it to have such a strong sense of substitution. It is not so strict to him as a host. It blocks all external forces. If you don't know the source, you really think it is a strong training system.

The next moment, Su Qinian was suspended above his consciousness and resonated with the celestial pillar under his feet. Through the huge celestial pillar, he had a panoramic view of everything in front of the Transformation Palace.

The sky was full of yellow paper, and the horrific cry became more and more desolate. Even if they formed a battle formation, all the heavenly generals still felt that their battle spirits were on the verge of collapse. The bloody gates of hell are opening to them, to welcome them in.

"Pretending to be godlike..." On the top of the Tianzhu, Su Qinian's tone was cold, but he stopped before he could finish speaking.

Because the other party is indeed a god, and even walked with ghosts and gods, such a description is really inappropriate here.

boom!
God Lord Zhenyuan made a move. He swung his sky spear and hung high above his consciousness. The clear force of time and space condensed into a gun light. He stabbed Gao Tian with a spear, and the image of the day when the ancient battle splendor shined into the world involuntarily appeared in his mind. The scene of the land, the green robe, the spear piercing through eternity, tearing the black mist area, he couldn't do it even if he wanted to imitate that kind of weather, but in the days after that, he rubbed the sky spear day and night, and put his mind and heart together Detachment of consciousness, all brought into that day, in order to be satisfied with the scene of that shot, even if there is only a slight resemblance.

The clear gun light pierced through the golden glow of the sky, and pierced through pieces of yellow paper, all of which fell into the vortex of time and space, and were smashed into nothingness by this gun.

Ding!
Then, the shot was blocked, it was a white and slender index finger, just lying in front of it, like an immortal embankment, cutting off the shot, it was a young man with a pale complexion, Wearing a black robe, carrying a blood-colored long knife on his back, but a pair of bright red eyes seemed to be sinking into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Reaper!" God Master Zhenyuan shouted in a deep voice.

Some feminine faces, even if they are pale, can hardly conceal the quiet and bookish air. This kind of temperament is different from the ancient god of death, but their power comes from the same source. Facing this, God Lord Zhenyuan is like It was back in front of the Liangjian Mountain, facing the mark of the god of death, it was generally the same.

It's just that back then, when the ancient god of death ascended to the heaven, it was just a mark of divine blood, but this one in front of him is... the real body descending!
"Good marksmanship, you are imitating the spirit of that spear, but no one can do it," the God of Death said in a calm tone, resting his index finger on the sky spear, looking at God Lord Zhenyuan, "It is said that you were born as an image of conferred gods, Looking at it now, I still underestimated you, but it's a pity that you won't be five hundred years old, otherwise there will be another quadrant in this world."

clang!
In the next moment, God of Death flicked his fingers lightly, and the Heavenly Spear wailed, God Lord Zhenyuan flew out as if struck by lightning. He rolled violently in the void, smashing one barrier after another.

However, immediately after that, a strange color appeared in the red eyes of this god of death, because God Lord Zhenyuan plunged into the long river of time with a sky spear, and his whole body was supported by the splashing river of time. It was the real river of time, and as the gun plunged into it, it seemed that some kind of mighty force was recovering from the bottom of the river, and it actually stabilized his figure.

"Huh?" Death's indifferent eyes suddenly became terrifying, the sky in all directions was dim, the sun was fading, and even the long river of time that was shining was uncertain and might disappear at any time.

After stabilizing his figure, Divine Lord Zhenyuan looked at Death God again, his sky spear straightened, and the trembling sound disappeared. Even though he knew the insurmountable gap between them, he still didn't take a step back.

The spirit of death is not obvious, but the oppression of the gods is too strong. Just now, it was not even considered a shot, but the eyes of him looking at God Lord Zhenyuan showed a sense of seriousness that had never been seen before. Looking at the color, he said: "The God of Time, the last god, the one from Time and Space Ridge, did you actually let you resonate with the god?"

"Your Majesty the God of Death, you shouldn't have come." God Master Zhenyuan said in a deep voice, but did not respond.

"Should I come or not? I'm here," Death shook his head lightly, and said, "Since the rules of the heavens have been established, there will always be bloodshed, and I'm here because of the will of the gods. If the taboo of the heavens speaks, I will Let’s go now, if not, ask the Heavenly Emperor to give the gods an explanation, the gods can make concessions, but they cannot retreat.”

At this moment on the top of the Tianzhu, Su Qinian engraved the form of the God of Death on the fourth page of the Destiny Book.

The pure white and flawless Heavenly Pen of Fate emerged, fell into the palm of his hand, continued to connect the Heavenly Pillar, and re-established Buzhou Mountain. All the luck and favor of the unity of the heavens, which he could not absorb, were all injected into the program of the Heavenly Book of Destiny, so huge The power of fate not only opened up all three powers of fate for him, but also the pen of fate is no longer just a stroke of power, it can mobilize the corresponding power according to the will of the power holder, big or small.

This is the reminder that the Fate Book gave him after he held the Destiny Pen again. Su Qinian took a deep breath and lifted the Destiny Pen. The limit of the computer" program.

"Erase!"

The next moment, he breathed out, with a solemn and solemn expression, and the pure white pen of fate fell down, and on the fourth page of the destiny book, after the figure of the god was inscribed, a dark red Shenxi appeared, and the death god sitting on a blood-colored throne was completely cross out.

The pure white and flawless strokes of the pen seemed to have left a touch of flying white on the book of fate, and on the blood-colored throne, the figure of the god of death in black robes seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and was directly erased as the strokes of fate brushed across.

At the same time, from the moment Su Qinian grasped the pen of fate, the incomparably huge energy of fate disappeared in an instant, [-]% of which was consumed by Su Qinian. It is more than enough to condense a seat of luck.

In front of the Shelter Palace.

As Su Qinian wiped away the figure of the god of death on the book of destiny, the god of death who had just finished speaking, was stunned before God Lord Zhenyuan could speak again, and an unspeakable panic appeared in his dark red eyes. color.

(End of this chapter)