Empress: Husband, are you actually the leader of the Demon Sect?

Chapter 237 Emperor Linwu Temple, blood stained mountains and rivers

In the Taichu Continent, [-] miles away from Eastern Tianzhou, this place is a land of no one.

In the sky above the sky, there are hundreds of thousands of ancient palaces floating, with black clouds opening and closing, lingering around the Sifang Palace.

There are also grotesquely shaped star imprints, which are connected to each other, making the entire palace area look like star fog.

Here is the Martial God Hall.

Among them is a palace that is the largest, standing on the top of the clouds, exuding an indescribable ancient majesty, named Xingjun Palace.

At this moment, in the Xingjun Palace, there are a total of nine huge thrones scattered on both sides, and a man wearing a white star robe sits on each of them.

On top of the nine thrones, there are three other thrones standing, namely Lord Beidou, Lord Nanchen, and Lord Wuxing.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely silent, until Mr. Big Dipper slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of gloom appeared.

"he came."

When the words came out, Wu Xingjun and Nanchenjun also opened their eyes, a little calm.

"The Martial God Palace has been established for so many years, and it has finally ushered in a mission." Mr. Nan Chen spoke slowly, and raised his eyes to look at the endless sky beyond the palace.

Many years ago, Immeasurable Immortal Venerable entered the Taichu Continent and wiped out ten people who had hidden secrets. However, this secret has been turned into the Human Emperor's Seal and left in the secret realm.

The law of the secret realm has the effect of wordless heavenly scriptures, even the immeasurable immortals cannot break through it, so the Martial God Temple was established here, and whenever someone inherits the Human Emperor Seal, the Martial God Temple will have to fulfill its mission and responsibility.

After waiting for so many years, the Emperor finally appeared.

During this period, Immortal Venerable Wuliang came here twice. The first time he smashed Ji Wushuang, but he failed to deprive Taoist Tongtian of his inheritance, and the second time he took away another apprentice's inheritance.

Although Mr. Nanchen didn't know what these inheritances meant, but since Immortal Venerable Wuliang cared very much, it meant that Daoist Tongtian must also be a member of the Immortal Heaven Realm.

The only pity is that Wu Xingjun still did not get Ji Wushuang, the woman who became a peerless legend in Taichu Continent.

Mr. Nan Chen glanced at Mr. Wu Xing, and said again: "The Emperor is already on his way, and our mission is about to be completed. After this, you are enough to become a disciple of the Immortal Venerable."

"I hope that by then, don't forget about us."

After the words fell, Wu Xingjun closed his eyes again, and replied lightly: "It can be seen from the news from the ancient clan that there is a Martial God level existence beside this person."

"Besides, there is no news about the old man in the Human Emperor's Palace so far. This battle may not be easy."

After hearing this, Mr. Nanchen and Mr. Beidou became thoughtful.

It was really surprising that there was a Martial God-level existence beside that young man.

But then again, the three of them are all Martial Gods, and they are at the level of the ceiling of the Taichu Continent. How can this one Martial God make such a big wave?
"You're worrying too much."

Mr. Nanchen spoke calmly, and glanced at the figures on the nine thrones below. These nine people are all top god kings in the world, each with a title.

Any one of them is enough to overwhelm any force on the mainland.

Now that the emperor led the army here, it was tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

Soon, the hall fell into silence again. As time passed, a bleak cold wind and cold twisted waves suddenly blew outside the area of ​​the Martial God Hall.

Suddenly, boom!

The space was torn apart, and the universe that covered the sky and the sun collapsed and everything came down, and there was a boundless killing intent in an instant.

One after another, figures in ancient armor appeared one after another, and the deep battlefield fluctuations that erupted from them once covered the entire Valkyrie Temple area.

When called the strong men in the Martial God Hall, they stopped everything in their hands and looked up indifferently.

The sky is dark and dense, the army is approaching, and 30 undead legions descended, causing the roar of the wind and clouds, densely packed at a glance, bringing all kinds of coercion.

When the space was broken again, a figure with black hair dancing wildly walked out suddenly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, as if haunted by demons, and the blood was terrifying.

"Where do people dare to break into the Martial God Palace!"

There was a clear shout, and the roar of the wind and cloud stepped out a large number of strong men. Hundreds of thousands of palaces shook together, and countless figures flew out.

Changhong plunders violently, covering yin and yang, and the momentum explodes magnificently. Qi brushing is the second step of martial arts existence.

"Get in!" The Ghost King yelled coldly, but seeing the 30 undead army, the spears instantly stood upright, and the ancient killing intent burst out on the spot.

Under the roar of the sky, the strong man of the Martial God Hall behind him didn't hesitate, and his sleeves were raised to explode with the power of true essence.

"Let's start!"

boom!
1000 Two hundred palaces swept across with luster, connected with the imprints of the stars, forming all kinds of blocking formations, and when the sky suddenly surged, 30 undead legions were trapped in it.

The divine light was reckless, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.

It is impossible to describe the extent of the blocking of this formation, how fierce it is, it shattered the space, isolated the law of the beginning, and annihilated all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
"Butcher!"

All the strongmen of the Valkyrie Temple shouted again, and they clasped together their hands to burst out their true energy, displaying supernatural powers, urging the blocking formation, causing countless destructive lights to attack the undead army one after another.

In an instant, the wind and thunder exploded on the field, and in the highest palace, the three star monarchs watched calmly, without any emotion in their eyes.

The nine god kings had already got up and left Xingjun Palace slowly.

"This is the end. The Immortal Prison Formation was arranged by the Immemorial Venerable. Except for the old man in the Emperor's Hall, no one in the entire continent can break free."

Beidou Jun watched calmly, picked up a cup of tea beside him, and took a light breath.

"This man is very aggressive. He knows that there are immortals guiding the way behind the Martial God Palace, but he still wants to risk his life. It is really stupid."

Mr. Nan Chen also shook his head, there was almost no suspense about this battle.

"If that Martial God shows up, which one of you will fight?" Wu Xingjun glanced at the two of them.

"I'm here to fight." Beidou Jun took a breath of tea calmly.

But suddenly, boom!

There was a huge earthquake in Xingjun Palace, and an indescribable storm suddenly hit. The three of them froze and looked outside.

Yun Lan tore apart, the divine light disintegrated, and countless ripples turned into fragments and flew upside down. The whole area of ​​the Valkyrie Temple was shaken, and there were even screams, which were unbelievable.

Blood instantly stained the sky, swaying all over the sky.

At the end of the line of sight of the three, Guan Chen's black hair danced wildly, and a terrifying and heretical emperor burst out from between his brows.

Ancient, supreme, surpassing the heavens, just the spread of that breath caused the Prisoner Immortal Formation to fall apart on the spot.

Just like in front of that Emperor Wei, the world cannot be trapped, and the law cannot be destroyed!

"How is this possible?" Big Dipper suddenly got up, and stared at Guan Chen's eyebrows, the terrifying imperial prestige.

Guan Chen walked slowly, his eyes pierced through everything, as if he had seen through the entire Martial God Palace, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the space around him collapsed inexplicably.

There is the opening and closing of the Xuanmen, and the wave of the god of war suddenly flows out, but there is not only one!
(End of this chapter)