All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 230
A world without the blessing of powerful gods is a fragrant momo.

Many gods are vying to break into the Qiankun Realm.

The same is true for a blood god in red armor.

His name is Blood Burial Patriarch, and he is a veteran deity who has cultivated for 30 years and has reached the level of a true god.

Sacrificial blood knife in hand.

The blood burial patriarch, who was burning with divine fire all over his body, increased in power greatly, and the blood knife in his hand cut rivers of knives, rushing left and right, but he was still unable to break through the formation and escape.

The formation inscription patterns are like black wire and iron cables, densely covering the space.

In the starry sky, a purple ocean emerges, among which the stars are suspended in the ocean, exuding the power of the vast stars, and the endless power of the stars circulates in this world, like a starry sky is evolving, evolving into an endless avenue The runes outline a starry sky.

After being baptized by God's Tribulation, Qianwen Ziding came back to life completely.

The spirits of the gods can now communicate with one another.

Almost all the power broke out.

The Thousand Questions Purple Cauldron was like a dazzling star, carrying the power of the formation, it rolled down and crushed, brilliantly shaking the world, causing countless blood feathers to fall from the back of the Blood Burial Patriarch.

Without giving the ancestor of the blood burial a chance to breathe, the second fairy weapon, the Qingshuang Immortal Sword, flashed out, cut through the void, and slashed at the ancestor of the blood burial.

The ancestor of the blood burial didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly sacrificed the blood knife and went up to meet him.

Rumble!
There were bursts of terrifying roars, and the figure of the blood burial ancestor was chopped off by a sword, and large swaths of frost appeared on his body.

"How is it possible? How could he have so many fairy artifacts."

The ancestor of the blood burial looked ugly, and he was even more convinced that there were infinite treasures in the universe.

"Oh!"

The blood knife swung out and collided with the fairy sword.

Sparks are flying all over the sky!

"receive!"

Yinghao sacrificed the bone pagoda, which was the emperor's natal weapon, which was buried in mass, and he had already erased the brand mark left by Emperor Guyou on this magic weapon.

The opponent should be taken directly into the tower.

The mass burial bone tower spun and fell from the starry sky formation, and the blood burial ancestor was collected into the tower.On the body of the tower, densely packed inscription patterns of the magic way emerged, dazzling and dazzling.

In the pagoda, the ancestor of the blood burial rang out.

A blood-red look continued to escape from the tower gate.

The spirit in Yinghao's body was continuously released, he controlled the mass burial tower with formations, and used the mass burial tower to refine the blood to bury the ancestors.

Facing the invasion of many true gods, Qin Fuqiong was overwhelmed. Looking at the mass-buried bone tower as big as a mountain in the starry sky, he was secretly shocked, "As expected of the God of God, although he is only an inferior true god. , but with the means and a considerable number of immortal artifacts, coupled with his extreme strength, even if a high-level god confronts him, he probably won't be able to please him."

Mass burial in the Ten Thousand Bone Pagoda.

Ying Hao narrowed his eyes sharply, and said, "It's not good!"

The Mass Burial Pagoda was stretched bigger and bigger, its height increased from 30 feet to [-] feet, [-] feet...

"Clap!"

Crackling sounded.

On the Mass Burial Ten Thousand Bone Pagoda, streaks of blood-red light appeared.

"Oh!"

The body of the tower shattered, and fragments flew all over the sky.

Incomparable saber energy surged out from inside, and together with the wave of air, it slammed into the formation.

The Mass Burial Ten Thousand Bone Pagoda used to be a fairy weapon, but now its power is naturally not as good as before, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable.

It is obviously a dream to suppress a high god like the blood buried ancestor with only one pagoda.

Ying Hao said lightly: "In this case, eat me with a sword."

Qianwen Ziding stepped on it.

Surrounded by a sea of ​​purple.

Ying Hao's figure suddenly disappeared, and the Blood Burial Patriarch's eyes blurred. Ying Hao had already appeared in front of him. With a wave of the purple lightning in his hand, a bright sword light flashed across and landed on his chest.

"Pfft! How could it be so strong?!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the Blood Burial Patriarch's face instantly turned pale.

Then, I don't know what secret method was used.

The breath on his body broke through a lot, and his face was flushed, extremely irritable.

"Be careful, he burned the blood of the gods, and he will fight for his life!"

Qin Fuqiong retreated quickly, reminding that the blood on his body was pouring out, and it was the blood of other gods.

His words showed fear, and he said via voice transmission: "Ying Hao, the ancestor of the blood burial is now in a desperate state of madness, and his combat power is extremely powerful. You should not confront him head-on, just hold him back. The great gods of other temples, Should be there soon."

Waiting for the great gods of other temples?

The great god is here, how can he get any benefit from winning Hao?

How could such an excellent opportunity for a high-god powerhouse like the ancestor of the blood burial, full of treasures, and in a state of serious injuries, be handed over to others?
Ying Hao shook his head and said: "This place is too far away from the Heavenly Palace. Even if there is a space teleportation array, it is the same. When those great gods arrive, the hell's great gods will probably arrive! At that time, how can we kill the ancestor of the blood burial?"

Qin Fuqiong saw Yinghao's killing intent, his face changed, and he said: "You can think clearly, if he buried the ancestor in his current state with blood, if he desperately blew himself up, I guess he would have to avoid the edge for now. His life was exchanged for nothing, wouldn't the previous efforts be in vain?"

Ying Hao smiled faintly, a colorful brilliance appeared on his body, the brilliance slipped down, and the blood burial ancestor not far away flew over.

The colorful brilliance unfolded and turned into a big clock that stood upright.

Qin Fuqiong exclaimed: "The Chaos Clock!"

The Divine Clock of Chaos is the number one treasure of the ancient human race, and it is an extremely powerful Supreme Divine Artifact of Opening Heaven.Even though it is only a defensive supreme sacred weapon, its attack power is still far superior to the thousand-turn and ten-thousand-turn artifacts such as the Thousand Questions Ziding, Zidian, Qingshuang, and Ten Thousand Curse Dzi Beads.

Of course, these are secondary.

The Chaos Divine Clock is made of five different natural god-forged substances, and there are five different powers hidden in it. Each power released can pose a threat to the great god to varying degrees.

It can be said that this Chaos Divine Clock is in the hands of any god, and any artifact is more useful.

Ying Hao, who broke through the divine realm, has re-sacrificed this divine clock, and can use it as he likes.

The Chaos Divine Bell fell, directly enveloping the Blood Burial Patriarch.

Every stripe on Zhong's body has a huge space inside, and densely packed colorful chaotic air gushes out from the inside, turning into lightning bolts and falling on the body of the blood-burial ancestor.

These thunderbolts have absorbed part of the divine thunder of the divine robbery, so one can imagine how powerful they are.

For a moment, the ancestor of the blood burial was silent.

"receive!"

Ying Hao's probe took back the Chaos Divine Clock, and it became only the size of a normal fist.

But it's heavy.

Put it into the Thousand Questions Purple Cauldron to refine it.

Qianwen Shenhuo burned violently, as if it wanted to burn everything up.

After confirming that he had lost consciousness, he unfolded his robe and suppressed the Blood Burial Patriarch, who had been refined into a cloud of blood mist by Qianwen Ziding, into the Chaos Divine Bell.

Ying Hao put away his big hand, and put away the Chaos God Clock directly.

The multicolored light faded and disappeared, and the starry sky returned to calm.

Qin Fuqiong was dumbfounded. Even though the blood burial patriarch was seriously injured and his combat power was greatly reduced, he was a real high-god powerhouse.

How could he be suppressed so lightly by Yinghao?

(End of this chapter)