Ascension

A corner of the ruins of the destroyed Meng clan.

As soon as Jing Gu finished speaking, the beautiful Jiao looked over and said unhappily:
"Hey, hey, hey, I admit that what you said is right, but at this time, can you please not drag us into this?"

"We at Chili Sea just want more local specialties. No matter who the Lord of Heaven is, as long as he can sincerely cooperate with us, we welcome him."

The Thirty-Six-Star Ladybug King changed his flattering tone and loudly denounced the elves' unethical behavior and methods:

"It's the same in our Jukun Valley. Whenever a new god is born, as long as we are not hostile to them, we will offer treasures."

"Jinggu, you have allies in the Elf Mound, why are you still looking at the pot while having your cake and eating it too? Isn't this annoying?"

"you……"

Jing Gu was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nostrils, but when he turned his head and his eyes touched the lightning sword, all the negative emotions were suppressed again:

"Your Excellency's intention... is it that you hope that the Elf Tomb and the Heavenly Realm will give up their cooperation and restore their relationship with the Tomb of the Totem?"

"I am just one of the spirit boys. I cannot make the decision on this matter. When I return to my ancestral land, I will solemnly report it to the spirit ancestor..."

"No need."

Ye Hanjun interrupted and said indifferently:

"Whoever you want to be close to, does it have anything to do with me?"

"After today, there will be no more Meng clan in the universe."

"If you want to cooperate with them, you'd better stop me now, otherwise it will be too late."

"Senior, you must be joking..."

Jingrui gritted his teeth and tried to ease the atmosphere:
"You have already contracted a demigod, and you may become the crown prince of the human race in the future."

"Even if we are incompetent, we will not actively seek death..."

"Oh, I hope so."

Ye Hanjun's heart was as calm as still water, his eyes looking into the distance.

The riots in the Heavenly Palace are getting more and more serious.

A divine angel descended from the sky and fought against the Meng divine bird.

Later, the demigod of thunder charged into the formation, and the three vassals were all eliminated.

From his perspective, after getting rid of the minions, it’s time to get down to business, right?

Should I summon Muyi directly, or... wait a little longer?

Ye Hanjun raised his eyebrows slightly and thought carefully.

By himself, he could not see the details of the war between gods, and could only feel the surging divine power colliding with each other.

Let's let the Eighteen-Winged Divine Angel consume some energy first.

If Muyi is summoned rashly, not only will the Miemeng divine bird be afraid of the battle and flee, but the divine angel will also be filled with concerns and unable to distinguish between friend and foe for a while.

Furthermore, Muyi exists in the real world and has a time limit.

Even though this short handle has improved slightly due to Jian Lei Zi's promotion.

If it weren't for the Thunder's buzzer beater, it would have been a shame to play out this good situation.

……

"boom!!"

In the sky, the air flow is turbulent and the wind is howling.

The Eighteen-Winged Divine Angel and the Divine Bird of Destruction fought for hundreds and thousands of rounds before finally engaging in a battle.

"Hahaha, old man, you shouldn't have come back."

"Since everyone in the tribe has died, isn't it better to continue to endure it?"

"I'm holding a grand banquet to announce it to all the races in the heavens, but you insist on making trouble at this critical moment. Why do you want to humiliate me so much and ruin my reputation?"

The Meng-killing Divine Bird spat out the blood foam in its mouth, and its two divine eyes, one blue and one red, reflected an extremely cold murderous intent.

Injured...

This old guy... is really quite capable!
"New God of the Feather Tribe, can't you see that this is not my true form?"

The nine pairs of wings of the Eighteen-winged Divine Angel seemed to be exposed to the scorching sun and then became wilted. He gasped and raised the corners of his mouth:
"I just transferred the power of the gods to the bodies of my descendants and temporarily joined the battle."

"If the real body came in person, with the above divine skills and the mysteries of the gods, would you, a newly enlightened god, still dare to speak so arrogantly?"

"joke!"

The Mie Meng Divine Bird seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot. It fired its feathers and swept the area like a machine gun, sneering:

"If you weren't in dire straits, why would you disappear for so long?"

"In the ancient universe, the God Angels were so dazzling."

"It has been passed down to the recent ancient universe. Although it is not as prosperous as it was in its heyday, the huge foundation is there. How many ghosts and monsters have been frightened by the word 'foundation'?"

"And you, what did you do?"

"The heavens were once famous in the heavens, but because of your 'fall', they were torn apart."

"The saints who originally submitted to you either died out naturally or killed each other."

"It's ridiculous that such chaos continues into the new universe. Those tribes that were defeated in the tide of the times, those families that were destroyed in the storm, when they shed blood and tears... where were you?"

The spiritual fluctuations of the Miemeng Divine Bird became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a storm, sweeping across the entire Miemeng clan territory:
"Divine Scripture! This is how I ascended to the throne of God and turned the tide!"

"The God Angels have plunged the Heaven Realm into an absolute low point, and have also caused all living beings here to suffer humiliation!"

"Just when I am about to unify the country and the Heaven Realm will regain its might under the leadership of the Mie Meng Clan, you suddenly show up again... and want me to give you up?"

The enraged Miemeng Divine Bird flew as fast as a whirlwind, splitting the body of the Eighteen-winged Divine Angel with one wing:

"Divine Codex! Your sins are unforgivable!"

"The God Angel Clan - there is no value in their existence!"

"I don't care whether you are dead or alive, I will destroy you all. Don't come out and cause trouble like a wronged ghost again!"

"boom!"

On the handsome face of the Eighteen-Winged Divine Angel, a streak of crimson slowly dripped down the forehead.

He was laughing, a silent mockery.

As the pages of the magic book in front of him turned frantically, his voice was like rolling thunder, echoing in half of the heaven:

"Mie Meng Divine Bird, don't make your greed and selfishness sound so high-sounding!"

"It's true that I am God, but I am not omniscient and omnipotent, nor am I invincible!"

"The accident happened before tomorrow, and I survived after nearly dying. How come you say it's all my fault?"

"Let me ask you, without my God Angel Clan, where would the glorious history of the Heaven Realm come from?"

"When my God Angel Clan was firmly protecting our ancestral land, where were you, the Feather Clan? How many Feather Clan members were born here, but left the next day, without any sense of belonging at all?"

The Eighteen-winged Divine Angel spoke word by word, coldly and mercilessly:

"The various races in the heavens are killing each other. In the final analysis, it is all about profit."

"There have been countless similar riots in history. Why is it that some places can be quelled in a short period of time, but the heavenly realm takes several epochs?"

"In the final analysis, there is still a gap."

"You were able to attain godhood in this era and try to reverse this situation. As a recent ancient god, I admire you."

“But you shouldn’t have pushed the sin onto my clan. Just because you were worried that the lineage of the God Angels would have a chance to rise and affect your future ruling position, you killed them all and regarded my clan’s past merits as nothing. Such tyrannical behavior must be repaid with blood!”

"puff!"

A translucent angel feather instantly pierced through the chest of the Meng-Mie Bird.

The eyes of the Meng-destroying Divine Bird condensed, and the angel feather that had transformed into a bright red color flew out from its chest again.

"late."

The Eighteen-winged Divine Angel looked on calmly with a calm voice:
"This body can no longer bear too much divine power and is about to collapse."

"New God of the Feather Tribe, I never thought of defeating you from the beginning. What I want is the blood of the God, nothing more."

"With this, I can get out of trouble."

"When I return officially, I will wipe out the entire Meng family and pray for your fate."

"Cut off my descendants, slaughter my vassals, and bear all the consequences of the recent ancient universe and even the new universe on my own."

"Wow—"

The corners of the Meng-destroying bird's eyes twitched back and forth, and suddenly it stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed the bright red angel feathers.

But He was still a beat too slow, and the feather shot into the body of the angel of God. In just a moment, the body of the angel of God collapsed.

The next moment, the naked Ten-Winged Hammer Angel, Qingrong, fell to the ground pale and helplessly like a ball of tattered cotton.

"I'm sorry, but the old man can't save you."

"Your sacrifice will not be in vain. When I return to heaven and separate the divine blood, the divine angel race will continue..."

Like a phantom, the eighteen-winged divine angel held Qingrong's body in his hands.

He became increasingly dim, as if he was trying to break free from this world and go to another paradise.

Realizing that it was being fooled, the Meng-destroying Divine Bird let out an earth-shaking roar. With a flash of cold light, its claws were about to grab Qingrong and crush her to pieces, including her flesh and bones.

"So that's what's happening. I was wondering why he didn't come in person." Ye Hanjun's voice suddenly intervened.

The Divine Bird of Mie Meng seemed to be deaf to it. It wanted to vent its hatred first, and then deal with the cockroaches and rats on the ground.

"Shh-"

A blue corpse claw mark lit up the right chest.

Immediately, a black flame rushed towards the Meng-killing Divine Bird, its sound was like a bell and its light was like the moon.

The Divine Bird of Destruction clearly blocks out the sky and the sun, and has an absolute advantage in size.

Inexplicably, he was as tiny and slender as a firefly, and faced with the black flame, he had no means to stop it.

"Tear!!"

Mu Yi tore open the belly of the Mie Meng divine bird, grabbed a piece of intestine in each hand, used it as a vine, and forcibly tied up the Mie Meng divine bird's feet.

Then, he grabbed the claws of the Meng-Meng Divine Bird, and with the absolute disparity in body size, swung it around three times, and finally smashed it into the ground.

"boom!!"

The Meng-killing Divine Bird, with a lingering look on its face, came to its senses and found itself in a position where the onion was stuck upside down.

His eyes were confused, and even though he had supernatural powers that could reach the sky, he still doubted his life for a moment.

What... knocked Him over?

What level of power is this? When I touch it, it feels like I am hitting a metal mountain. The opponent doesn't move at all, but my head is buzzing?

"boom!"

Mu Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Meng-killing Bird and punched it on the back of the head again. The ground within a radius of tens of thousands of miles collapsed again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Tear!"

The real body of Tianlongba is barely ten meters tall.

Riding on the head of the Meng-Meng divine bird, it is exquisite and petite.

But His whole body was burning with dark flames, as if He had returned from the underworld.

The white bandages on the outside of the body transformed into swords, following every punch and piercing into the body of the Meng-Meng Divine Bird.

Then, the rhythmic hammering sounds and screams became louder and louder.

"Oh my god, this is the crown?"

The Thirty-Six-Star Ladybug King and the Seven-Sword Mantis Master stared at each other, lying on the ground as if they had used up all their strength.

Immediately, a sticky liquid substance began to secrete from their body surface, and the limbs on both sides trembled back and forth, just like patients with severe epilepsy.

"You are not a saint? You have already achieved the crown?!"

The beautiful girl Jiao's red lips opened into a big circle, and her curvy body leaned back, looking more shocked than seeing a demon in the world.

The protectors beside her are all old men, who seem to have experienced many vicissitudes of life and are calm in their handling of things.

At this moment, each of them was holding their chests, as if they were seriously frightened. Some even took out elixirs and put them in their mouths. Their mental appearance was extremely unstable.

"Pfft!"

Jinggu and Jingrui fell to the ground helplessly.

Who is this person? When did the Spirit Tomb offend this great Buddha?
The hostility of the crown position - that is much more dangerous than a single deification!
Even if it is the most ordinary one crown and one god, a perfect match, the combat power of the guaranteed two gods, who dares to underestimate it?
"This this……"

The Thirty-Six-Star Ladybug King covered his blind eyes and was almost frightened to pee.

It's that feeling again! So familiar! So scary!

Earth God Mountain…Sun Abyss…Tian Nu Ba…

Although he looks similar to that person but not in spirit, but... he really looks alike!

"You are... the Supreme of the Solar Abyss?"

"In the Solar Abyss... a new crown was born, and... a new deification?"

Lingyao and Lingshuo from Mushen Mountain murmured to themselves and subconsciously stopped the rescue.

Those who can be saved have been saved, and those who cannot be saved have long since died.

They had been watching since the man appeared with the thunder sword.

Seeing him rush into the camp of the Meng people and kill them in a few moves, including killing all the witches in the Yunhai, the fear and awe in my subconscious mind had reached its peak.

But this is not the limit...

This person... is a hundred times more terrifying than expected?
"This is a dream, it must be a dream!"

"Please, please end it quickly. The big guys are fighting and we are the ones suffering. I will never dare to join in the fun again..."

The creatures who accidentally looked at Mu Yi lay flat on the ground with blood gushing from their eyes.

Although it was not fatal, it violated a taboo. Without high-end holy medicine or healing techniques to make up for it, he might become blind for the rest of his life.

"Yahoo!"

Xiao Gua Gua turned into a muscular rat and steadily caught the Ten-Winged Hammer Angel that fell from the sky.

As if sensing a strange gaze, it turned around and saw the Eighteen-Winged Divine Scripture Angel that had not yet completely dissipated, and said with a smile:

"Hello, Angel God~~"

"You were so handsome just now, teasing the big bad bird, making him so angry that he was mad!"

"But~~~ I won't bother you with such a glorious mission as killing the big bad bird, we can do it ourselves!"

"When you return to heaven, remember to prepare gifts for us. Just a little token of your appreciation will do. This melon and the big tadpole are not picky!"

When the little guy grinned, because he maintained the shape of a muscular mouse, his snow-white teeth reflected bright light, and the breath of youth was overflowing.

"Um... who are you?"

The Eighteen-Winged Divine Angel seemed to be having trouble understanding what was going on.

He glanced at the grinning little fellow, then glanced at the Meng-Ming divine bird that was being ridden under him and being beaten badly. There was also an emotion called dullness in his two divine eyes, which took root deep inside little by little.

"Keep it secret!"

The little guy turned his head away like a thief, unwilling to answer the question of the Angel God.

Two seconds later, it carefully examined the Ten-Winged Hammer Angel in its arms, and a flash of surprise flashed across its face:
"Great! Although the injury is serious, it is not fatal!"

"Grandpa Mu Yi saved the last descendant of the Divine Angel Clan at the critical moment!"

"As long as we can successfully kill the big bad bird, we will win a great victory!"

As he was speaking, a shrill scream was heard from deep within the ruins. The Divine Bird of Destruction broke free from the restraints of the Tianlongba and attempted to rush into the sky.

Bang—Mu Yi was chasing closely behind him, tapping the ground lightly with his toes, causing cracks to appear in the entire void.

He was like a cannonball, launching later but arriving first, surpassing the Meng-destroying Divine Bird once again, and his corpse claws penetrated fiercely into his body.

Burning! Burning! It's always been burning!
Mu Yi was not simply beating. He did not want to waste his own essence and chose to seize every opportunity to plunder the opponent's vitality.

It was precisely because the injury was so unusual that it worsened to a life-threatening level in just a dozen rounds.

The Meng-Mie Bird was in a visibly panicked state. It was too busy to utter any harsh words or even show a ferocious expression.

His panicked eyes seemed to indicate that he only had the thought of escaping, and no longer had the desire to fight back or continue the battle.

"The God of the Hanba Clan, do I have a grudge against you? Why do you bully me like this!"

"I have always been in awe of the Sun Abyss. Your tribe's goddess Ba was my idol when I was young. You can't kill me! There must be a misunderstanding. We can sit down and discuss it!"

The Divine Bird of Destruction escaped and was caught, then was caught and escaped again.

However, Mu Yi never responded to him. His eyes were as dead as a pool of water, and he looked down on an ant with indifference.

"Rumble..."

For the countless time, Mu Yi dragged the Mie Meng divine bird back to the ground, not giving it the chance to take off.

Before the Miemeng divine bird could continue to beg for mercy, Muyi's body swelled up, and in an instant he stood tall and became an unshakable giant god between heaven and earth.

——The Corpse Emperor!

To deal with the Drowned God, you need to use the "Soul Emperor", and to deal with the Meng-destroying Divine Bird, the "Corpse Emperor" is naturally more appropriate!
“This is the pressure from the divine skill… No… Don’t do this!”

"I wish to join the Hanba clan, and I wish to become the guardian spirit of the Solar Abyss!"

"Just like in the ancient universe, the defeated gods surrendered to you, and were at your disposal... Tiannu Ba has done similar things more than once, so why are you indifferent to them?!"

On the verge of despair, the Divine Bird of Mie Meng used all its strength to question out loud.

Mu Yi still did not answer His question. In his pupils, which had a black inner circle and a white outer circle, the only thing reflected was the fist that was boiling with a dark glow.

"Rumble, rumble—"

Raise your arms and punch, all in one go.

The head of the Meng-destroying bird shattered in an instant, without a drop of blood spilling or a speck of dust being raised.

Behind Him, a huge hole with a diameter of more than 50,000 meters plowed through the soil of heaven and went all the way through.

In the end, the entire Mie Meng clan's territory was split into two, and the remaining fist edge continued to spread far away. Nothing in the sky or on the ground could stop it.

"The gods are dead."

"Ajifla, Goose Immortal, wipe out the Meng family. Kill all the direct bloodlines and core vassals, regardless of age or reason!" (End of this chapter)