Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Yang Xuanzhen acted with discretion. Although he blew up the Spear of Judgment, the four peerless masters Huangfu Dadao, Fenghuang, and Xuanyuan Zhulu and their magic weapons with his four fingers, he did not annihilate them into nothingness.

The four were only seriously injured but not killed.

In fact, to Yang Xuanzhen now, these four people are no different from ants.

But after all, no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat, and refining it can still improve your strength a little.

He is now in a critical period, his realm is infinitely close to that of a Golden Immortal. He will make a breakthrough soon and achieve Daluo, so he cannot waste any useful resources.

Therefore, at the moment when the four masters exploded, he stretched out his four fingers and flicked them again, ejecting a wisp of magic power that turned into a transparent crystal ball world, which enveloped and sealed all the spiritual laws of the four people that had exploded into blood mist all over the sky, and flew towards this side.

"No, it's impossible! How could you be so powerful? I don't believe it!"

In the crystal ball world, the Spear of Judgment's flesh and blood reunited and formed a human body again, but its face was so pale that it was bloodless. It stared at Yang Xuanzhen outside through the barrier, its eyes full of disbelief, as well as despair and fear that penetrated deep into its bones.

It should be noted that he ranks 97th on the list of candidates for the title of Heavenly Sovereign in the Holy Land of Truth.

And among these 100,000 states, except Emperor Xi, there is almost no one who can compare with him.

Even Huangfu Dadao, Spear of Vengeance, Zhenyang Saint Emperor, Taizong Ancient Emperor... and others are weaker than him and Xi Huang.

But even with such strength, plus the thousand-fold blessing of the Heavenly Court's forbidden magic, which enabled his cultivation to soar, enough to fight a life-and-death battle with those "God"-level figures who were at the top of the Heavenly Lord candidate list, he was still no match for Yang Xuanzhen's flick of a finger.

Yang Xuanzhen's strength is already comparable to those in the top ten of the Heavenly Lord Candidate List. How could the Spear of Judgment dare to believe it? How could it believe it?

"Ah, how could this happen? How could there be a freak like you in this world?"

"Yang Xuanzhen, are you still human? Have you already reached the realm of Supreme Heavenly Sovereign..."

Huangfu Dadao, Fenghuang, and Xuanyuan Zhulu could not believe this horrifying result. They shrank their necks like frightened turtles, their faces pale.

They were almost frightened silly by Yang Xuanzhen, and their spiritual hearts were on the verge of collapse.

Each of them is the unrivaled overlord in the Hundred Thousand States, dominating the world for countless years. It is really sad that they are behaving so poorly now.

In fact, it is not their fault. Who told them to meet Yang Xuanzhen and be so ignorant of the danger as to become his enemy?

"Whether you believe it or not is none of my business. Remember, don't be reborn into the wrong body and meet me in your next life."

The crystal ball world floated in front of him, and Yang Xuanzhen looked down at everyone inside with cold eyes, as if he was looking at four dead people.

After he said this, his mind moved, and blazing true fire began to burn on Huangfu Dadao, Fenghuang, and Xuanyuan Zhulu.

"Don't kill me, I..."

Burned by the raging flames, Xuanyuan Zhulu let out a desperate roar and wanted to beg for mercy from Yang Xuanzhen, but before he could finish his words, he turned into a pool of life essence, and his body and soul were destroyed.

"I am the son of the Lord of Disasters and the disciple of the Lord of the Ghost Realm. You cannot kill me, or you will surely die... Ah! Lord of Redemption, Uncle Redemption, save me, save me..."

At the beginning, Fenghuang was still able to glare at Yang Xuanzhen and issue threats that were stern but weak in reality. However, he soon could not bear it anymore and screamed miserably. His whole body was burned and thick black smoke came out and drops of black grease flowed out. He issued the last call of his life to the Lord of Redemption who was sitting in the Heavenly Palace.

But no matter how he shouted, the Lord of Redemption did not show up to save him.

Perhaps the Lord of Redemption did not hear the call from the King of Feng at all, or perhaps even if he heard it, he was unwilling to respond and allowed him to be killed by Yang Xuanzhen.

Fenghuang fell.

"Ah! Yang Xuanzhen, I will never dare to go against you again. As long as you are willing to spare my life, I will ask my ancestor Huangfu Bian to form an alliance with your Taiyi Sect, and we will be friendly and help each other for generations. Even if you want to attack the Heavenly Palace, we will stand by you..."

Huangfu Dadao's screams were like a pig being slaughtered, mixed with pleas for mercy. He no longer had the domineering and indifferent demeanor he had when he first appeared. He looked like a stray dog ​​whose spine had been broken by Yang Xuanzhen.

In an instant, Huangfu Dadao also followed in the footsteps of Fenghuang and Xuanyuan in the fight for supremacy.

The only person left in the crystal world is the Spear of Judgment, whose heart is filled with endless regret.

If he had known that Yang Xuanzhen was so powerful, he would never dare to make a move to save the world in the battle of geniuses just for the sake of a supreme method in the Dharma Realm.

He would not have listened to Fenghuang's advice and gathered so many people to surround and kill Yang Xuanzhen.

Now, all the billions of years of practice will be in vain, becoming a pity for Yang Xuanzhen.

"One misstep can lead to eternal regret, and when you look back you are already a hundred years old. I have lost, so please give me a quick death."

The Spear of Judgment sighed, closed his eyes and waited for death, his expression indescribably bitter.

Swish!
Yang Xuanzhen did not give him a quick death. He raised his hand and grabbed the first-grade immortal weapon in heaven, which had once dominated the judgment and judged countless emperors, aliens, barbarians, gods, etc. from the crystal world.

The Spear of Judgment felt infinite humiliation and roared: "A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated!"

He was held in Yang Xuanzhen's hand like a dead dog, unable to move at all. He had an urge to commit suicide, but he simply couldn't do it.

"Well said. But are you a scholar? You are just a pig."

Yang Xuanzhen sneered disdainfully, and in an instant his huge divine consciousness rushed into the mind of the Spear of Judgment and began to forcibly search the man's life memories.

"Yang Xuanzhen, you will not die well..."

As Yang Xuanzhen forcibly read through the vast memories in his mind, the Spear of Judgment roared like mad. The humiliation in his heart was simply beyond words, reaching the most painful peak in his life.

It was like a person being stripped of all his clothes, hung in a crowded square, and being watched and pointed at by countless onlookers.

Yang Xuanzhen ignored the Gun of Judgment.

After a while, he saw what he wanted deep in this person's memory.

It was a map like a sky, with countless spatial coordinates on it, and who knows how many dangerous spaces and chasms it had crossed.

At the end of the map, in the deepest void of Yinhe evil spirit, a huge ancient portal appeared, covered with spider-web-like things.

The portal was completely entangled in a "spider web", tightly sealed. It was a powerful seal, guarded by the immortal souls of the gods.

Looking at this gate, Yang Xuanzhen couldn't help but nodded.

This is the entrance to the Dan Realm.

In the memory of the Spear of Judgment, the seal guarding the entrance to the Dan Realm was set by the Lord of the Dan Realm with his own life before his death.

The seal is so strong that even the Supreme Lord cannot break it, and it can only be opened with the legendary "Key of the Moment".

In addition, there is a lot of information about the Dan Realm in the memory of the Spear of Judgment.

The Dan Realm is an ancient world that has experienced at least ten chaotic epochs and is ruled by the Lord of the Dan Realm.

According to legend, the Lord of the Alchemy Realm was once just a small pill refined by a powerful man. He climbed up step by step on his own, experienced countless adventures, many hardships and obstacles, and finally comprehended the way of the moment, vying for the throne of the Heavenly Monarch, and was known as the Heavenly Monarch of the Moment.

After Shatianjun achieved success in his cultivation, he established the Dan Realm, and devoted himself to cultivating his own kind and developing his power, making the Dan Realm more and more prosperous. He possessed many divine elixirs that were comparable to those of the Tianjun, and countless holy elixirs.

He even had ambitions to become the Immortal King, so he tried to steal the invincible treasure that came out of the Gate of Immortality when the Chaos Era changed. This attracted the attention of the Immortal King of Creation and brought him a disaster of killing.

Later, the Dan Realm was sealed, and the Creation Immortal King disappeared soon after. The five Heavenly Lords of Heaven wanted to enter the Dan Realm to take out the Creation Pill that was dormant in it, and even find the remains of the Tempest Heaven Lord, but they never succeeded because they did not have the Tempest Key.

According to the memory of the Spear of Judgment, at the last moment of his death, the Lord of Moments not only sealed the Dan Realm, but also exiled the Key of Moments into the infinite turbulence of time and space. Since then, there has been no news of him and he cannot be found.

"what…"

As Yang Xuanzhen learned all the memories about the Dan Realm, a raging true fire began to burn on the body of the Spear of Judgment. With a scream, it was completely refined to death. The life essences of the other three people were all injected into Yang Xuanzhen's body, contributing to his transformation of the Yuan Xiang.

At this point, all four were killed.

Yang Xuanzhen was in a good mood, and searched the treasure house again. Seeing that there was nothing valuable, he left the place step by step. The battle situation outside was completely different from when he entered the Kaiwu Hall.

As soon as Yang Xuanzhen came out, he saw that most of the powerful people in Heaven were no longer hiding in the Creation Divine Array for defense, but were leading their armies outside Heaven and fighting against the endless barbarians, gods, and armies from other worlds.

For a moment, outside the Heavenly Palace, there were swords and horses everywhere, and the sound of war drums. Strong men from all walks of life came on the scene one after another, showing their unique skills. The overwhelming magic was bombarding everywhere, and a brutal battle officially began.

The battlefield stretched for who knows how many light years, and countless Golden Immortals, Ancestral Immortals, Yuan Immortals, Saint Immortals, and even Immortal Emperors fell every moment. The sky was dyed with blood, and the glorious sun hanging high in the sky was dyed bright red, like a devil's sun.

"Bloodstained Clothes."

Yang Xuanzhen's gaze swept across the battlefield, and suddenly his eyes focused, and he saw a withered old man with green eyes, wearing a blood-red cloak that seemed to have been soaked in blood for countless years, and holding an ancient scepter in the center of the battlefield, who was fighting fiercely with the Void Emperor of Heaven.

Although Xu Huang is one of the many ancient emperors in the Heavenly Court, in Yang Xuanzhen's view, his strength is just ordinary and cannot attract his attention.

What really attracted his attention was the skinny old man, who was one of the strongest among the barbarians, called the High Priest Blackwood.

The cloak that High Priest Blackwood was wearing looked like animal skin with blood flowing on it and emitted a mysterious light that illuminated the sky. It was actually one of the seven barbaric sacred artifacts of the barbarians, the Bloodstained Robe!

Each of the seven sacred artifacts of the barbarians is a holy immortal artifact. Although they were all destroyed by the Heavenly Court in the ancient times and lost their mystery, they are still rare treasures among billions, and are far more powerful than many king-grade immortal artifacts.

"It's true that you can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it."

Yang Xuanzhen smiled slightly, flew up to a heavenly soldier who was watching the battle outside, and took away a talisman of creation from the other person.

With another flash, he rushed towards the High Priest Heimu outside the Heavenly Palace.

He had searched for the totem jar in the ancient state of Dashang but could not find it. Now that he saw another barbarian sacred artifact at a glance, how could he miss it?

“The Void Emperor is invincible in the battle against the Holy Law!
On the battlefield, Xu Huang displayed his unique skills and transformed into a corridor of time and space, spanning the sky, washing over the Black Wood High Priest like a waterfall in the sky.

"The blood of the barbarians dyed the holy robes! As long as my descendants are not destroyed, my body will live forever! Xu Huang, you dare to offend me, you will be reduced to ashes."

The eyes of High Priest Heimu were grim, and the blood-stained clothes on his body fluttered with a rustling sound. A strong blood light spread out from them, forming a sky curtain to protect himself. The blood-colored threads were firmly pierced into the void, like the blood vessels of heaven and earth.

At the same time, he pointed his finger, and the blood light turned into a raging blood river. Amid the surging waves, countless blood saints and blood-colored demons appeared and fell in it, roaring viciously, showing the mystery of the blood of heaven and earth, and violently colliding with Xu Huang's time and space corridor.

With the help of the Bloodstained Robe, High Priest Blackwood was ultimately more powerful. The River of Blood caused the Corridor of Time and Space to collapse piece by piece, drowning the Void Emperor and swallowing him up.

"Oops……"

Xu Huang struggled hard in the river of blood, trying to break free, but the blood in the river was too heavy. Every small wave was like a large state, pressing down on his body, and he was unable to break free for a while.

Moreover, the blood was extremely hot and contained endless evil thoughts, which eroded Xu Huang's body and mind inch by inch.

If this continues, he will die.

"My life is over."

Xu Huang struggled in vain, and all thoughts were lost in his mind.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Boom!

A tall figure walked out from nothingness, stretched out a huge hand burning with blazing flames, tore through the sky, and grabbed the High Priest Blackwood in his palm.

"what…"

When the flame on his palm burned him, High Priest Heimu screamed in fear.

The next moment, his entire body turned into a pool of milky white liquid, and the blood-stained clothes he was wearing fell into the cuffs of his big hand.

"Thank you, Young Master Yang, for saving my life."

With the death of its master, the river of blood naturally dissipated. Xu Huang soared into the sky and came to the tall figure, Yang Xuanzhen, and bowed with a slightly complicated expression.

However, Yang Xuanzhen ignored Xu Huang and put the blood-stained clothes into his own Pure Land of Gods. He threw it into the furnace of heaven and earth and refined it together with the fragments of the artifact of creation.

Although this blood-stained robe was once a holy immortal weapon, it was now only at the level of a king-grade immortal weapon. It was far less solid than the fragments of the artifact of creation. A small piece of the robe melted in an instant, revealing a lot of life essence.

"Yang Xuanzhen is indeed as cruel as the rumors say. He killed the Barbarians' Black Wood High Priest with one move and took away the Barbarians' Bloodstained Clothes."

"His strength is too strong. If he continues like this, when he kills more barbarian warriors and devours and refines them, or even subdues the blood-stained robe, his strength will be further improved. The Spear of Judgment will probably be in great trouble."

"Humph, the Spear of Judgment is eyeing this guy covetously and wants to get rid of him as soon as possible. Then I will watch the fight between the two of them. If both of them lose, I may be able to take advantage of it and have the capital to surpass Emperor Xi..."

The Spear of Vengeance, the True Yang Saint Emperor, the Taizong Ancient Emperor... and other heavenly emperors who were fighting with the enemy, also saw the scene where Yang Xuanzhen killed the Black Wood High Priest with one move. They all became fearful, with all kinds of unknown thoughts flashing in their minds.

Especially Emperor Xi, his eyes showed a look of confusion that was completely different from that of everyone else, as if he was puzzled as to why Yang Xuanzhen was still alive and well, and why he was not killed by the Spear of Judgment and others?
"What? High Priest Heimu was killed by that young man in one move? Who is that boy? How could he be so powerful?"

"Whoever he is, if he dares to kill one of our barbarian high priests, he must be prepared to go to hell!"

"Kill, kill that kid and take back the Bloodstained Robe, the holy weapon of our barbarian tribe!"

Many powerful barbarians were shocked by the strength displayed by Yang Xuanzhen. Many barbarian kings also roared to the sky and led hundreds of millions of troops to attack Yang Xuanzhen, attempting to avenge the High Priest Heimu and take back their own holy weapons.

bang bang bang...

Endless sword lights shot out from Yang Xuanzhen's body, causing the barbarian army to explode one by one before they could get close, turning into blood mist that floated towards him and poured into his sleeves.

For a moment, large areas of the surrounding battlefield became vacuum zones, and the barbarian armies in the distance changed color and dared not move forward to die.

hum!
Suddenly, a vast and boundless aura that was higher than the sky and deeper than the earth was born from the void and filled the entire place.

The aura was so terrifying that it seemed to freeze the space, time, rules, and everything on the entire battlefield.

"Oh my God, it must be Yang Xuanzhen who killed High Priest Heimu and took away the Barbarians' sacred weapon, causing Kuangshi Tianjun to have murderous intentions. Run away!"

"Escape back to heaven, or you will die!!!"

The Spear of Vengeance, Taizong Ancient Emperor... and countless other powerful men in Heaven, were all trembling with fear, roaring like the dead, and rushing towards Heaven desperately.

The same is true for Emperor Xi. Although he claims to be an existence that cannot be killed even by the Lord of Heaven, only he himself knows how much truth there is in it.

"Young Master Yang, the barbarian Miao Li Tianjun is about to kill you. If you don't escape now, it will be too late!"

While Xu Huang was fleeing towards the Heavenly Palace, he was screaming and urging, trying to wake up Yang Xuanzhen who was still in a daze.

But Yang Xuanzhen seemed not to have heard Xu Huang's words, and still stood there, motionless.

What’s even more terrible is that in the infinite depths of time and space outside the 100,000 states, a majestic, domineering, and tall shadow slowly opened its eyes and looked over.

What kind of eyes are those?
It's simply indescribable!
It was like the purest nothingness in the chaotic era, without a trace of impurities, crystal clear and without any dust.

There was no emotion in his eyes that any living being should have, and he looked down upon all living beings mercilessly.

All living beings are like ants!

At this moment, all people, all things, and all events seemed to have ceased to exist, except for the eternal gaze of that majestic being, which fell on Yang Xuanzhen.

Boom!

The majestic being raised a finger and pointed it at Yang Xuanzhen from a distance, just like the heaven in the sky sending down divine punishment on the guilty spirit on the ground.

(End of this chapter)