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Chapter 181 The Imposing True God—Heavenly Kill
Chapter 180 The True God Kills From Heaven
Ying Hao's eyes were extremely serious.

The figure above the sky is extremely powerful, the sacred halo behind covers the sky, and the faint divine power suppresses the world, and even Bi Fang, who has always been proud, shows fear in his eyes.

From this point of view, the strength of the owner of the Heavenly Killing One-word Pavilion has far exceeded his expectations.

"Could it be possible that the owner of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion has already reached the divine realm?"

Yinghao couldn't understand how the other party managed to stay in the divine realm without falling into the realm.

"It has reached the divine realm, but there are a few strange things."

Qin Fuqiong could feel that the opponent's strength had indeed reached the divine realm, but there was something weird about his aura.

"You have succeeded in angering me. Next, how do you want to die?"

The mighty divine voice fell heavily on the figures of the crowd, as if being punched in the air.

"Hahahaha! Our pavilion master is here, don't even try to run away!"

The master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Troll Zhang, still had blood on the corner of his mouth, but at this moment he laughed wildly.

Suddenly, a big hand hit the sky.

"Snapped!"

With a slap, he drove the troll Zhang of the Heavenly Demon Palace into the ground.

"You're the one who talks a lot."

Ying Hao said lightly, he hates this kind of people who interrupt his thinking the most.

"So what about gods, with my three ways of entering the gods, it may not be impossible to kill gods."

Thinking that this was his first time confronting the God Realm head-on, Shagui Xie Shen had no chance to fight that time.

At this moment, there is no fear in Ying Hao's heart, but an unyielding fighting spirit is ignited.

After so many years of struggle, now it is hard to break the god realm, this battle is inevitable.

He had a hunch that if he could survive this battle.

There could be big gains!
"Come on! The battle is over!"

Ying Hao shouted loudly, passed through the space, and came directly to the void, wearing a white robe, fluttering in the wind, and the cuffs began to bulge.

The boundless imperial prestige swayed from the void.

At this time, everyone knew Yinghao's true strength.

"Even if the strength is so strong, so what, the Pavilion Master cannot be defeated."

"That's right, in this world, only the God Realm is an invincible existence."

The old man of Wushen Temple and Yin Wanxu of Wanxu Hall snorted coldly.

But Fairy Qiu of Feixiandian was not in the mood to pay attention to this battle any longer.

She was seriously injured by Jue Qiangu's sword, and her strength was greatly damaged.

For her, the most important thing is to restore her strength.

above the sky.

Almost all the forces in Zhongzhou, as long as the sect leaders with a little strength came here, silently watching the struggle for hegemony in Zhongzhou.

No one knows which side will win.

They just know that whoever wins, they follow.

This is the law, this is the reality, the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest.

Judging from the current situation, the Heavenly Killing Pavilion Master who is already a true god is almost invincible.

In the eyes of the pavilion master Tiansha, there was no arrogance and domineering in the beginning, but it became very calm, but this kind of calm gave the monks present a more domineering feeling.

"You're not good enough."

Tian Shou looked into Ying Hao's eyes without much surprise, and with one big hand, unshakable divine power descended from the void.

Directly suppress Ying Hao.

"boom!"

"boom!"

After falling [-] meters, Ying Hao's body landed firmly on the ground.

Smashed the ground into a thousand-meter pit.

But Yinghao was still struggling to support himself underground.

Tiansha didn't pay attention to Yinghao at all, but turned around.

He said indifferently: "My god said that the Heavenly Killing Pavilion must be the master of the universe, but you all disagreed and blocked me over and over again. Now, since you have all gathered, it's up to this god to kill you now."

There is no doubt in the simple and plain words.

The sword in the Pavilion Master Tian Killer pointed at Duanmu Linglong, Jue Qiangu, the army of monsters, and all the forces standing behind the Dingtian Holy Gate, saying: "Everyone is a monk of the human race, as long as You leave your natal sacred artifacts and join the Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion, I can forget about the past, but today, the god can spare you from dying."

Duanmu Linglong flicked the hand holding the seven bells, and put her hands on her hips, disdainful of the Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion Master's coercion.

Jue Qiangu, who was surrounded by six swords, was expressionless. These swords were all snatched just now.

The representatives of the major forces in the surrounding Zhongzhou, such as Wanfozong, Sanqing Taoist Temple, Wusheng Chaozhuang, Moon Worship Demon Palace and other major states, did not express their attitudes. They are all representatives of the major forces in Zhongzhou and are the face of Zhongzhou. , even if they actually prefer the Cauldron Heaven Sect, but being in this position means that they must weigh their own choices and not make hasty decisions.

But on the surface, they still stand on the side of the Dingtian Holy Gate.

"Give you time to think about it."

The gaze of the pavilion master fell on Qin Fuqiong's body, his eyes became a little colder, and he said: "I thought that all the gods in this world have already returned to dust. Unexpectedly, there are people from Tiangong don’t let me find your real body, or you will be wiped out.”

Tiansha's tone was full of hatred for Tiangong.

"Your cultivation base is not high, but your tone is not small."

Qin Fuqiong sneered.

"Little boy, you were not even born when the old man ruled the world 40 years ago."

God's tone was very calm.

He and Tiangong have a bitter hatred.

At the end of the Middle Ages when the world of heaven and earth was destroyed, he was just a small god who could only watch the gradual destruction of the world, while Tiangong sent troops in name, but actually stopped at Tianmen Pass. Since then, he has hated Tiangong very much .

"A mere true god can only be fierce in this world." Qin Fuqiong is not afraid of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion Master, if he is here in real life, one blow is enough to take his god source.

He was so strong 40 years ago, but now he has degenerated into something.

It's just that he can't make a move yet, once he uses the hidden sealing power, the clone will disappear.

"If I'm not mistaken, the reason why you can maintain the cultivation level of the gods is because you have been absorbing the power of the gods."

Qin Fuqiong knew why the aura of the Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion Master was so strange and complicated.

After living for 40 years, it is a strange thing to still maintain the cultivation level of the gods.

Looking at the messy divine way aura on his body, there is only one possible explanation.

He has been absorbing the power of Shenyuan.

It should be noted that if it is a god, it is necessary to use the spirit of the fairy to practice.

As for the fairy energy, only Heavenly Palace and Hell have it, but Heavenly Palace is called Immortal Energy, and Hell is called Demonic Energy.

If there is no fairy energy in a world, the gods cannot survive.

Unless you have been absorbing the power of the fairy from the source of God.

"I'm curious, where do your gods come from?"

Qin Fuqiong broke through the mystery of the Heavenly Kill Pavilion Master with a single word, causing the murderous intent to appear in the divine eyes of the Heavenly Killer upon hearing the words.

"To shut up!"

"Death to me!"

The pavilion master Tiansha roared, crossed the space, and appeared in front of Qin Fuqiong in an instant, and swung his sword straight down.

Qin Fuqiong struck out at the speed of light.

"Taiqing Yunshou!"

"Oh!"

Qin Fuqiong's attack was broken by the pavilion master's sword.The seal of the big hand was hit by countless sword qi, and fell straight to the sea.

Qin Fuqiong's body was extremely hard and protected by the power of merit. He was slashed by the pavilion master's sword, but it only left a white mark on his chest.

The colorful brilliance flickered, and the white marks disappeared.

"Benefits are immeasurable!"

The divine inscriptions of merit and virtue on Qin Fuqiong's body fluctuated and flickered, and a large amount of multicolored merit and virtue gushed out of his body, covering the holy city of thousands of miles and turning it into a colorful ocean.

"Hmph! What about the power of merit, under my Slaughtering God's hand, everyone will die!"

(End of this chapter)