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A large flag was fluttering in the wind, it was a hundred feet long, and it was shining with colorful light, exuding a power that would destroy the void.

Holy king!

In this battlefield, a complete holy king weapon finally appeared.

This is a magic weapon that is countless times stronger than the holy weapons handed down from ancient times. It is a magic weapon that can only be refined by a holy king. Many major sects have never had a holy king's weapon.

"It's the Six Suns True Spirit Banner of the Han family," Ji Xu twitched the corner of his mouth, but his voice was very dignified, which showed the power of this holy royal weapon.

"Six Suns True Spirit Banner? I've heard that it was rumored that it was made by a strong man of the Han family, the Holy King Dacheng.

In mid-air, the Six Suns True Spirit Banner's radiance was exceptionally strong and glaring.

The hundred-foot-sized Liuyang True Spirit Banner floated above Han Fusheng's head, and rays of light fell down, easily blocking the aura of Taiyi Jue Shenqin.

"The Holy King's Tool, it's really the Holy King's Tool."

"Haha, the gods are about to perish now. No matter how powerful the handed down holy soldiers are, they can't stop the power of the holy king weapon."

The soldiers of the alliance laughed and let out a sigh of relief, while the cultivators of Shendu all showed despair. They thought that the handed down holy soldiers could stop these people, but they didn't expect that the other party would come to kill them with the holy king weapon in the blink of an eye.

boom!

Han Fusheng used the secret techniques of the Han family to gradually revive the Liuyang True Spirit Banner, and the dazzling light dazzled people's eyes.

The banner fluttered, and streaks of purple light fell, and then flew in the direction of Shendu.

Buzz!

The guqin vibrated, and circles of sound waves turned into strands of chaotic light, trying to block the Liuyang True Spirit Banner.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

Han Fusheng sneered, and with a long roar, he used the secret method to move the banner again.

boom!

The whole world seemed to be split open, and the power of the holy king weapon was simply immeasurable. If it weren't for the protection of the ancient magic circle, a holy king weapon could penetrate the world of longevity.

The Liuyang True Spirit Banner suddenly grew larger, rolling towards Taiyi Jue Shenqin as if covering the sky and covering the sun.

The guqin vibrated violently, the sound of the qin came out, and circles of ripples scattered outward, each of which was chaotic air, trying to penetrate this big banner.

But the holy king tool is finally much stronger than the handed down holy soldiers. Once the banner is rolled, the Taiyi Jue Shenqin is involved. No matter how hard the guqin struggles, it will be of no avail.

Everyone seemed to be able to hear the roar of the gods contained in Guqin, but then it seemed that they were severely injured, and the struggling sound of Guqin gradually weakened.

"Hahaha! I won't participate in this war, I want the Guqin!" Han Fusheng laughed, and disappeared with a wave of the Six Suns True Spirit Banner. At the same time, the Taiyi Jue Shenqin also disappeared.

"Oh shit!"

Ji Xu cursed: "An ancient holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, it just belongs to the Han family."

"It can't be helped, who told you that you don't have the holy king's weapon, if you also carry the holy king's weapon, wouldn't Han Fusheng have no chance?" Lin Yi chuckled.

Ji Xu's face was very embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: "After I go back, I will retreat, and I won't appear until I reach the Xuanhai Stage."

Lin Yi smiled and said, "It's the same as I thought. After this war is over, I will go to retreat."

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While the two were talking, the alliance's army charged forward again. Without the restraint of the handed down holy soldiers, Shendu was no match at all.

The mighty army crushed all the way forward, with more and more bones, and the scope of the battle became wider and wider, gradually reaching the depths of the capital of God.

The ancient buildings were destroyed one after another, and without the monks of the Broken Realm sitting in command, the Nine Sections God Sect was no longer an opponent.

Of course, many powerful people from the ancient aristocratic families also have doubts. How powerful the Jiujie God Sect was in the past, is it limited to this?

Only Lin Yi understands the reason. The main force of the Nine Sections Sect has already withdrawn from Siyuan Star. I am afraid that all the major sects in the Southern Region do not know how terrifying the power of this unfathomable great sect is. The Huanggu family didn't know either.

boom!

Many powerhouses from the alliance rushed forward, and countless semi-saint soldiers flew from the depths of the God City, but were smashed to pieces by the joint efforts of several holy soldiers.

Blood flowed like a river, and corpses piled up like a mountain. Every few hundred meters forward, many more corpses would appear, including those from Shendu soldiers and alliance troops.

A war fortress appeared in mid-air, with a terrifying aura, as big as a mountain, and it was a magic weapon of the holy soldier level.

Brush brush!

Countless God-killing arrows shot out, turning into beams of death rays.

buzzing...

Endless gloom filled the surroundings, a huge skeleton was sacrificed by a strong Hades, and a terrifying wave swept the surroundings.

"It's the corpse of the Holy King. The Hades are indeed unfathomable and can manipulate corpses." Many people exclaimed, looking at the Hades with a little more precaution.

Several strong men of the Ming clan shouted loudly and used secret techniques to control the corpse of the holy king. The huge skeleton hand stretched forward, stretching hundreds of feet, directly crushing the war fortress.

The hundreds of thousands of troops in Shendu were gradually wiped out, and the army moved forward hundreds of miles, gradually reaching the last pure land of Shendu.

The remaining army in the capital retreated into a huge palace in the sky.

"We finally reached the Great Hall of the Divine Capital, and this is the end. After destroying this great hall, we can regain the imprisoned souls."

The hall in front of him exudes a hazy light, like a temple, with unimaginable majesty and atmosphere.

The 10,000+ alliance army stopped in their tracks, because they could also see that this hall was extraordinary and absolutely difficult to break through.

"Fellow Taoists, you have arrived at the Great Hall of the God Capital, can you perceive your soul?" asked a quasi-sage from the Yuhua Dynasty.

"Never."

Yuan Wufa's face was heavy, he was riding on a strange beast, holding a giant ax of holy soldier level, like a real god.

"Neither have we." The leaders of the major tribes looked very gloomy, and they had already hit the deepest part of the gods, but where were their souls stored?

"You have to be mentally prepared, or your soul has been destroyed, but after the first battle, the Nine Sections God Sect was destroyed, and the new babies born in the major tribes will be complete in the future. After thousands of years of development, The six major tribes can reproduce the style of the past." Zhunsheng said.

"Ah."

The people of the major tribes also knew in their hearts that perhaps their souls had already been destroyed, but it was all worth it. As long as the gods were eliminated, no force would detain their souls anymore, as long as these tribes were given enough There is room for development and everything will be fine.

"Kill! Even if the Soul of Destiny has been destroyed, the capital of God must be destroyed, for the sake of the tribe, and for our descendants!"

The powerhouses of the five tribes roared with murderous aura.

buzzing...

At this time, the hall in the distance suddenly shook violently, wisps of obscure and heavy aura permeated, and the void suddenly became distorted.

"No, this hall wants to shatter the void and leave. If you don't stop it, your souls will have no hope."

The Ji family had a thorough study of void art. A quasi-sage was startled for a moment, then his face changed suddenly, and he shouted sharply.