God Ring Howl

Shang Zunjie.Ximen Tiger retreats to a secret place.

The half-closed courtyard door was suddenly pushed open by the soul pressure from the angry Ximen Tiger.

The creaking sound seems to be the portrayal of Ximen Tiger's roar, anxiety, resentment and anger at this time.

At this moment, Ximen Hu, who was standing in front of the light curtain in the room, saw the real situation in the thunder mill presented on the light curtain with a pale face, and shouted angrily: "Zhao Xiang, you evildoer, If I had known this, then I should have killed you before you developed on Qing Luoxing! Hmph, I was able to build a thirteen-story five-element altar! This altar is actually centered on the king-grade god ring! And each layer of the altar It's another version, a simulated god ring that is only close to the god ring! It can absorb the original yin and yang thunder!"

The stern look in the eyes flashed away, and then he spit out a harsh word from his mouth: "I will not let you become the God of Destiny! The former God of Destiny, Tianhua, has not been completely cleaned up, and a new God of Destiny will come. God?! Little monster, I will do my best, no matter how many hidden dead soldiers are sacrificed, I will destroy you before you truly grow up!"

The moment these words came out, Ximen Tiger let out an earth-shattering, mountain-shattering ferocious aura.

These auras immediately rushed up, down, left, and right like a huge wave.

The exquisite and exquisite courtyard was shattered into fragments and dissipated directly.

Even the trees, flowers and plants within a few miles are gone together. [

At this moment, the hearts of many spiritual powers who were paying attention to this place also trembled.

Almost at the same time, a storm of astonishment surged from the hearts of these monks.

Something must have happened in the thunder mill with a radius of a million miles.

But what happened to Zhao Xiang in the Thunder Mill?

"Zhao Xiang!" Hongmeng Huangyu Hongmeng Sect and Xingchen Sect Master Li Houzhu and Bai Yuntian Qiqi lost their voices with their complexions greatly changed.

They all concluded from their own calculations that the rise and fall of their respective sects were closely connected with Zhao Xiang.

Eight words can be used to describe one or two, "one prospers, one prospers, one loses both".

Both of them are gods at the level of saints, and they can't change the power of Thunder Mopan at all.

Only looking at the majestic golden clouds above the nine heavens, there is no worry and anxiety on his face.

Practitioners below the level of respecting the gods can't feel it, but in the feeling of the soul of the revered gods like them, they can discover how vast and powerful the destructive aura is contained in the huge golden cloud in the sky.

In the face of this destructive aura, even the saints like them feel extremely small!

This is definitely not an aura that they can compete with or even defeat!

Facing this kind of breath, they have only one dead end!

The coercion from above that emanated indistinctly made the clothes on their bodies rattle.

They can't do anything else, because this is the first time they have seen all this in their long years of monasticism. [

I had no choice but to look up at the huge golden cloud above with a solemn expression and pray silently for Zhao Xiang.

At the same time, the spiritual thoughts of many strong men who gathered around the Thousand Miles of Thunder Mill were discussing one after another.

"Does any of you know the reason why this thunder mill turned golden?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it even in the records of the sect, it's really fucking evil!"

"This calamity of destruction is really weird, is it really a calamity of destruction?"

"Such a huge golden thunder, this, this..."

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After discussing for a while, the spiritual senses of each strong man fell silent.

Looking at the facial expressions condensed by divine thoughts, no one can tell what each other is thinking.

Millions of miles of golden clouds lay across the nine heavens. On this day, several figures of Hongmeng Huangyu looked up at the sky.

On this day, even though most of the experts in the high-level interface did not come to observe in person because of scruples, no matter who they are, as long as they are not in closed-door practice, they will separate a trace of divine thoughts or souls, and travel through several dimensions to come. Go to the southern edge of the Hongmeng Imperial Universe to observe and gain insight into the truth and secrets of this catastrophe of destruction.

Such a calamity of destruction was caused by a small cultivator of the Great God Realm who was at the peak of the early stage, which is considered rare, but what surprised and frightened all the powerhouses was that this little cultivator named Zhao Xiang was in Leiyun. After spending such a long time in the mill, everyone was afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts.

And Zhao Xiang, who caused this catastrophe, frowned slightly at this moment, feeling that the thirteen fist-sized divine rings that were constantly emitting golden light turned into golden ones in the Thunder Mill. Sha, grew crazily at the places where they stayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As soon as Zhao Xiang's soul fluctuated, he saw the thirteen divine rings at this time, all of which were quite different from before.

The divine ring, which was originally the size of a peanut, expanded more than ten thousand times as if inflated, and suddenly became a huge ring, shining brightly in the thunder millstone, hanging on the millstone like thirteen golden suns. In the space, the originally dark space is suddenly resplendent and beautiful.

Not only that, the thirteen divine rings split and rejoined in the space at once, circling and dancing up and down.

After one breath, the thirteen divine rings merged into one and became Gao Dabi's altar.

Around the magnified altar, two large golden characters appear like gold casts.

"Swallow!"

These two words appeared directly in front of the altar.

The moment it appeared, it flew up and down around the altar, and at the same time exuded a kind of heavenly power.

The moment the two words "swallow" with a radius of nearly one foot and made of pure gold hovered around the altar, they dyed the thunder mill that covered a million miles into a pure gold mill, whether it is the god of the Hongmenghuangyu , or the spirits of the strong men from all walks of life who came across the sky, at the same time, they saw the seal characters with two huge ratios of "swallow" on the golden millstone protruding from the surface more and more clearly, and radiating seemingly exhausted gold mango.

"This, this, this movement is too loud, right?"

Looking at the huge word "swallow" in front of him, and the thunder cloud that has turned into a golden ocean, Zhao Xiang's pupils shrank slightly, and the corners of his eyes trembled a little. Earth-shaking changes have taken place, but this change is too strong, and the strongest supernatural power of the altar has been known to everyone by self-selling.

This is not a good thing, don't you understand that you are putting yourself on the cusp of the storm?

Wouldn't my future cultivation path be more dangerous because of this?

Rumble.

At this moment, the tall thirteen-story golden altar in front of Zhao Xiang suddenly shook with a loud noise.

Afterwards, the sea of ​​thunderclouds that had been dyed golden was filled with stormy waves one after another.

A burst of destructive golden air blasted out from the altar in an instant.

After a while, the entire golden thunder millstone also began to tremble.