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

Except for the Heavenly Concubine Uma, all the gods present, under the leadership of Indra, Zizai Tian, ​​and the remaining six supreme god emperors, desperately urged the Zhuxian Gate to attack Yang Xuanzhen.

The Gate of Immortals was created by the Holy King, the ancestor of the gods, himself. It is a powerful divine object used to kill the immortals. They don't believe that Yang Xuan can really withstand it and survive.

The Lord of Qingtian and the Lord of Panlong, the two messengers from the Buddhist and Dragon worlds, also took action.

The two of them were just pretending, they had other plans in mind, they wanted to take advantage of the fact that the gods and Yang Xuanzhen were both injured.

“This trip was not in vain.”

Yang Xuanzhen on the throne smiled and stood up. His body was infinitely majestic, taller than the sacred mountains, higher than the sky, and more unfathomable than the avenue. He stood in the center of the divine realm, overlooking the heavens.

"What kind of breath is this?"

As Yang Xuanzhen stood up, Lord Panlong and Lord Qingtian did not feel it deeply, but Emperor Shitian and others were shocked to find that endless sacred, vast, noble, majestic, dominating everything, enslaving everything... and other indescribable auras suddenly came into the world, covering the entire divine world, sky and earth, causing the divine world to shake and roar violently.

Indra and others saw that the gods on the countless planets and planes in the divine world were all oppressed by the aura emanating from Yang Xuanzhen and fell to the ground, worshiping in the direction of Yang Xuanzhen.

This is like immortals oppressing mortals. It is an absolute suppression of the superior over the inferior, which penetrates into the soul and will, and no one can resist it.

Faced with this absolute suppression, even Indra, Shivajitāra and other gods, and even the Heavenly Queen Uma, felt flustered.

Yang Xuanzhen was just standing there, but he was oppressing them to the point where they couldn't breathe and almost suffocated to death. It was so horrible.

If they were not all powerful and used their magic power to support themselves, they would definitely be forced to kneel down like the other gods, oppressed by the aura of Yang Xuanzhen.

In their perception, Yang Xuanzhen was like an almighty ruler who ruled over all gods in epic mythology, the ancestor of all gods, a great existence comparable to the founder of the gods, the Holy King.

Do not!
Even though the Ancestral Saint King of that year was at the level of Immortal King and his cultivation was countless times stronger than Yang Xuanzhen's, the aura he exuded was not as noble and pure as the one emanating from Yang Xuanzhen.

Yang Xuanzhen is the real "God".

These God-Emperors, including the First Holy King, are all despicable false gods and counterfeit and shoddy products.

"How...how could this happen?"

"Who... who is he? Why does he have such... such an authentic aura? Is he the real God? Are we all fake?"

"If he is God, then what are we? No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

Indra, Zizai Tian... and other gods could not help but tremble all over, staring at Yang Xuanzhen with extremely incredible eyes, their eye sockets almost bursting.

They, the gods, have always prided themselves as the most noble race in the universe, and have a sense of superiority that no one else has since birth.

No matter where the gods go, they never take other races seriously. They regard others as the most humble and low-level creatures, and often make other creatures kneel down to them and become their running dogs.

Moreover, all the gods believe from the bottom of their hearts that being their lackey is a gift from them to others.

But now, they finally experienced in Yang Xuanzhen what true hierarchy was and what a truly noble life form was.

Compared with Yang Xuanzhen, their life levels are so low that even comparisons like dog shit on the ground and banished immortals in the nine heavens seem inadequate.

They were not even worthy of looking up at Yang Xuanzhen's toes, as that would only tarnish Yang Xuanzhen, the noble Lord of the Gods.

They could only feel ashamed of themselves and were so embarrassed that they wished they could commit suicide to apologize to Yang Xuanzhen.

It's so ironic.

“Everyone, don’t be fooled by Yang Xuanzhen! He is not a true god at all. He has somehow stolen a trace of aura left by the First Saint King, and tried to impersonate a god and deceive us! He is a complete heretic, a scum who blasphemes the gods. He must be killed with the Gate of Immortal Execution to eliminate his boundless sins!”

Indra's eyes were about to burst out, and he let out a terrifying roar, his expression was indescribably hysterical, just like a desperado who was about to reach the end of his road.

"Yes, he dared to pretend to be the true God and deceive us. Kill him now!"

“Kill, kill, kill. Make sure this scum who blasphemed the gods is killed without a complete body…”

Hysteria seems to be a unique characteristic of the gods, and it is also contagious. It instantly infected other gods and kings, making them completely crazy and desperate.

The origin of the Heavenly Sovereign, his cultivation, his magic power, his essence and blood, his life span, and the laws were all unimportant. They were all poured into the Gate of Immortal Execution, making the gate even more vast, more dazzling, more sacred and flawless, and more terrifying.

Unfortunately, although the Zhuxian Sect is strong under the desperate urging of many gods and emperors, it also depends on who it is facing. It can easily win against the Lord of the Dharma Realm and the Lord of the Martial Realm who have been in cultivation for ten epochs, and even a Heavenly Monarch who has cultivated for eleven epochs can compete with it.

However, the Zhuxian Gate was no match for Yang Xuanzhen, who possessed the Sky Burial Coffin, the Ancient Holy Temple, and the Fengshan Altar.

What's more, Yang Xuanzhen also possesses the power to cross the dragon.

"The Protoss are truly a bunch of hopeless idiots."

Seeing many gods and kings going crazy, Yang Xuanzhen shook his head and laughed, stretched out a slender finger, and pointed at the oncoming Zhuxian Gate.

Swish!
The whistling sound emitted by this finger drowned out the roars of all the Heavenly Kings and made all time and space completely lose their meaning of existence. Only Yang Xuanzhen's finger remained eternal.

At this moment, whether it was the many Heavenly Lords of the God Clan, or the Lord of Qingtian and the Lord of Panlong, they all felt that the vitality in their bodies suddenly stagnated, as if Yang Xuanzhen had a power that made all things tremble, and he blasted this power out.

With a loud bang, everyone saw a scene that they would never forget.

The moment Yang Xuanzhen's finger touched the Zhuxian Gate, the huge gate seemed to have been hit hard by an extremely terrifying object. It stopped in mid-air and began to tremble violently, unable to move forward any further.

"Oh no, hurry up and increase the force..."

Indra quickly reminded the other gods.

But before he could finish his words, he saw Yang Xuanzhen's outstretched hand turn into a palm. His five fingers were like giant pillars supporting the sky. They grabbed the Zhuxian Gate in his hand in a hook shape. As his palm continued to shrink, he directly retracted it into his sleeve, and the movement was completed in one go.

"Damn it! He took away the Gate of Immortal Execution! That is a sacred object of our God Clan. We cannot let him refine it, otherwise it will be an unbearable loss for our God Clan!"

"I feel that my connection with the Zhuxian Gate is getting weaker and weaker, and it will soon be cut off by Yang Xuanzhen! Emperor Shitian, Zizai Tian... What should we do now?"

The faces of many gods and celestial monarchs changed drastically, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

The Gate of Immortal Execution was the trump card of their God Clan, but it was taken away by Yang Xuanzhen in one fell swoop.

Also too fast.

What methods did Yang Xuanzhen use?
"The situation is not good."

"Should we contact the masters from the Buddha and Dragon worlds for support, or should we just leave the God Realm?"

The Lord of Panlong and the Lord of Qingtian were also a little panicked. They felt that if they lost the Gate of Zhuxian, the God Clan would be doomed, and they themselves would be in trouble as well. Different thoughts surged in their minds, and they communicated with each other through voice transmission.

“Don’t panic, everyone. Come behind me quickly. Let’s mobilize the power of Zhuxian together to take back the Gate of Zhuxian, and then kill Yang Xuanzhen…” Zizai Tian, ​​one of the seven great gods, was furious. His roar shook many dimensions. He tried to gather the panicked gods to his side, fight Yang Xuanzhen again, and launch a desperate counterattack.

"die."

But before Zizaitian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Xuanzhen's cold voice.

His gaze also fell on Zizaitian's body. Just the look in his eyes made Zizaitian feel that all his growth experiences and various things that had happened from birth to the present were exposed in Yang Xuanzhen's eyes.

Even his future was determined by Yang Xuanzhen's words.

"How could I be afraid of you? How could I die? Ah..."

Zizai Tian forcibly suppressed the feeling of coldness all over his body and was about to take action and fight back, but the next moment his body burned like a candle, and he let out a shrill howl, and turned into nothingness in full view of everyone, no longer existing.

Another powerful one among the seven divine emperors has fallen.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt deeply fearful again.

No one expected that Yang Xuanzhen would seize the Gate of Zhuxian so easily and kill Zizaitian in such an incredible way.

Anyone who looks at him will die. Who can withstand this?

"Yang Xuanzhen, you are going too far! I will fight you!"

A young god with a mustache on his upper lip had red eyes and could no longer endure this humiliation. He turned into a stream of light and flew out, heading straight for Yang Xuanzhen. At the same time, hot flames burst out from his whole body, like a big sun.

boom!
Yang Xuanzhen grabbed the young God Clan's Heavenly Monarch with his big hand, which was infinitely faster than lightning. He directly grabbed the neck of the young God Clan's Heavenly Monarch, squeezing his eyes out. He made a gurgling sound in his throat: "Yang Xuanzhen, I am the proud son of the God Clan. I will never surrender. Today, I will perish together with you! Remember my name, I am called Yaqi Heavenly Monarch..."

The whole body of this Yaqi Tianjun began to swell, and he actually wanted to self-destruct, killing Yang Xuanzhen and dying together with him.

But before he could finish his words, his whole body exploded as Yang Xuanzhen shook his hand, turning into rolling essence. He let out one last scream in his soul, and then was refined by Yang Xuanzhen.

"You're going to die too."

After Yang Xuanzhen killed the young Yaqi Tianjun, his cold eyes moved and his gaze fell on a female Tianjun who was wearing a red dress and had a mean look.

This woman was the one who screamed the loudest before.

"don't want……"

The female celestial monarch was so frightened that her face turned pale, as if she was suddenly found in the freezing cold of winter. She screamed in pain and turned to flee, but before she could take a step, her body started to burn with raging flames, and she followed in Zizaitian's footsteps while screaming.

"Ah, damn!"

“Yang Xuanzhen, are you going too far?”

"Do you really want to start a massacre and fight to the death with my God Clan?!"

Huayutian, Yamatian... and other remaining celestial kings among the seven great God Emperors were all so angry that they were fuming and roaring continuously.

The gods lost five great celestial monarchs: Dugu Tianjun, Renli Tian, ​​Zizai Tian, ​​Yaqi Tianjun and Red-robed Female Tianjun.

Coupled with the Gate of Zhu Xian, the heavy losses and the degree of heartache made them almost unable to breathe.

But faced with Yang Xuanzhen's cruelty, they dared not act rashly again.

The lesson Zizai Tian had just taught him was still fresh in his mind, and he was killed by the glare.

Yang Xuanzhen’s strength cannot be described in words.

Swish!
Yang Xuanzhen said nothing, there was nothing to say to a group of dead people. His eyes moved again and fell on Yamatian, Huayutian, Youyoutian and others.

"No, run away..."

"Do not……"

The powerful God Emperors who had joined forces to kill the Immortal Master Pan Wu in the past were all scared to death. They were like frightened rabbits, and they didn't even care about the God Realm. They quickly used their divine power to flee outside the God Realm.

But how could their speed be faster than Yang Xuanzhen's gaze?
puff puff!

Wherever Yang Xuanzhen's eyes reached, the bodies, souls, and wills of Huayutian, Yamatian, Youyoutian and others exploded one after another, turning into balls of blood mist, which flowed into Yang Xuanzhen's cuffs and dissipated into the world.

This time, all the seven ancient gods except Indra were destroyed by Yang Xuanzhen.

It also made the many remaining gods and messengers from the Buddha and Dragon worlds completely lose the courage to compete with Yang Xuanzhen, and they turned around and ran away.

"Ah, I won't give up!"

"Taixuan Tianjun, I will never dare to act presumptuously in front of you again. I admit that you are the true god. You are ten thousand times more noble than me. I can bring the gods to join you and be your most loyal lackey. Please spare my life..."

"Yang Xuanzhen, you and I cannot coexist. I want to reverse my fate, destroy my destiny, and kill you in one fell swoop in the long river of history..."

No matter whether the many gods begged for mercy or continued to clamor and try to resist, Yang Xuanzhen just smiled and glanced at those people one by one.

Whoever his eyes fall on will have their body explode and cannot escape the destined fate of death. All the essence, laws, and magic weapons in their body will also be sucked away and refined by him, leaving nothing behind.

“Yang Xuanzhen, let me leave. I will persuade the Infinite King Buddha in the world to let Feng Baiyu go, and I will never be an enemy of your Heavenly Court again.”

The Lord of Qingtian loudly persuaded Yang Xuanzhen and at the same time used the unique Buddhist skills to condense into an immeasurable giant mountain to block behind him. It was pure gold in color and had hundreds of millions of ancient Buddhist scriptures in large characters, Maha Amitabha, and divine mantras repeated on it.

This is the magical power of the Infinite King Buddha in the world.

boom!
Yang Xuanzhen ignored the Lord of Qingtian and glared at him to death.

"kill!"

Seeing the end of the Lord of Qingtian, the Lord of Panlong knew that Yang Xuanzhen would not let him go, and he became ruthless. With a grab of his big hand, the form of the ancient dragon of the great wilderness appeared behind him, and each of his ten dragon claws burst into a destructive light. With one grab, all the planes condensed and bombarded Yang Xuanzhen.

boom!
Yang Xuanzhen's sight fell on the Lord of Panlong, who was also dead.

At that moment, ninety-nine percent of the celestial kings were dead, leaving only the pale-faced celestial queen Umo and Indra.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Indra suddenly burst into laughter like a convulsion.

(End of this chapter)