All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 236 God Envoy Luo Wuxu, Shocking Everywhere

The gods are not to be offended.

This is the most deeply rooted concept in the mind of all living beings.

Ying Hao is to break this suspense.

God is used for worship, not for worship.

You can be full of respect for the gods, but you must never retreat or even surrender in fear.

He only now understands this truth.

So if you want to break through the divine realm, you must have a fearless heart,

Not afraid of gods, not afraid of theocracy.

Such a person is qualified to be his envoy.

The envoy is not only said to be from Shifang Tianyao Realm, but also Ying Hao's spokesperson.

The God of Light not only wanted him to help Shifang Tianyao Realm this time, but tied him with this world forever. If Shifang Tianyao Realm was in trouble in the future, how could he not take action?
It's no loss that it's a god, Jiang is still hot and old, and it's a cup of old Yin.

Thinking about it carefully, Yinghao doesn't feel at a loss either.

After all, the strength of Shifang Tianyao Realm is not weak, but Qiankun Realm's current strength is worrying. If they can cooperate, it is indeed a good choice.

However, the potential of the Qiankun Realm is not small. As the once indestructible world, it has countless hidden inheritances, and Ying Hao knows this well.

Both parties benefit.

Presumably the Guangming God Venerable also took a fancy to this.

Now, the great sages have no choice but to offend the gods in order to seize the position of the envoys of the gods, and the hearts of all the monks tremble slightly.

But Luo Wuxu didn't hesitate at all, a phantom of a luan and a phoenix appeared under his feet, and rushed out quickly.

With a handsome figure, a faint holy light emerges from the light armor.

The remaining ten sages were a little stunned, and then they all rushed to the top of the stele with the fastest speed.

"The holy sword belongs to me, and no one can compete with me."

Zhen Kongpo, the true disciple of Emperor Linghai, stepped on two Kunpeng phantoms with both feet, and the speed of the explosion was actually faster than Luo Wuxu, and he rushed to the front of Luo Wuxu very quickly.

In addition, Qing Gouli, the daughter of the True God of Zixiao, and Mo Sixiu, the emperor's grandson, were also extremely fast, coming after the first, almost keeping pace with Zhenkongpo.

After all, Luo Wuxu is only the early cultivation of the Holy Lord, and compared with the top Tianjiao in the Shifang Tianyao Realm, he does not have an advantage in speed.

"A little guy in the holy realm also wants to compete for the position of the envoy of God, don't get in the way in front, get out of the way."

Behind Luo Wuxu, a strong man with a height of more than three meters rushed up, kicked his feet, his speed increased sharply, and he punched a blue iron fist, hitting Luo Wuxu's vest.

Before the iron fist arrived, a terrifying sound of wind and thunder entered Luo Wuxu's ears first.

The strong man is not a human being, but a remnant of the ancient times. Not only has his body become a great saint, but his body is also full of chaos.

The most important thing is that his cultivation has reached the peak of the Great Sage.

If a monk in the Holy Venerable Realm was hit by his punch, even if he survived, he would probably be seriously injured.

At this moment, Luo Wuxu's figure twisted, and his body turned backwards. Then, his hands formed palm prints and moved backwards to block.

"Boom."

With the strength of his fist, he punched Luo Wuxu and rushed towards the direction of the sacred monument above his head. He was actually one step ahead of Zhenkongpo, Mo Sixiu, and Qinggouli, and reached the bottom of the shrine.

Seeing this, Ying Hao couldn't help showing a faint smile.

This kid is really unusual, it is a surprise.

"He was able to block a punch of [-]% of my strength. No wonder this kid dared to join in. He really has some strength." The strong man was slightly absent-minded.

At the venue, those saints who did not participate in the battle for the envoys were also a little dumbfounded.

"The Scarlet Soul Great Sage is an existence that can become a great sage with the flesh. It is really incredible that a holy sage can catch his punch."

"Why do I feel that the Great Sage Scarlet Soul is in the same group as him, and the punch just now clearly sent him to the bottom of the sacred tablet on purpose. Hehe."

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This divine stele in Tianyao Realm of Ten Directions is as high as more than 3000 feet. It is magnificent, exquisite, and full of divine light. The steps, walls, and pillars are all made of pieces of extremely high-purity holy stones and holy jade. If you look closely , You will find that those holy stones and holy jade are carved with extremely fine patterns, such as flying swallows, goddesses, dragons, stars..., and so on.

This divine stele was made by the first god in Tianyao Realm of Ten Directions. It contains a very mysterious divine power. Its power has nothing to do with one's own cultivation, it is a power of faith.

The divine stele later condensed the power of the gods of the past dynasties.

Therefore, standing under the stele, one will feel a huge divine power.

Even with Luo Wuxu's cultivation base, it feels like there is a sacred mountain pressing on him, and he can only climb up slowly.

Zhen Kongpo, Mo Sixiu, and Qing Gouli also rushed to the bottom of Guanghan Shrine, feeling the suppression of the divine power as well.

"An early-stage monk of the Holy One also wants to climb to the top of the sacred monument full of divine power, and come down for me."

Zhenkongpo was quite decisive, and directly shot at Luo Wuxu. The golden scaled snake spear in his hand turned into dozens of golden lights, stabbing out at the same time, covering Luo Wuxu's whole body.

From Luo Wuxu's point of view, it seemed that there were dozens of golden pythons biting him with sharp fangs.

Luo Wuxu was forced to stop, took out an ancient black sword, and blocked it with the horizontal sword.

Immediately, hundreds of sword qi condensed, gathered into a shield, and collided with dozens of phantom snake spears.

"Boom bang."

A series of explosions sounded in the area between Zhenkongpo and Luowuxu.

It has to be said that Zhenkongpo is somewhat more powerful than the early stage monks of the Great Sage.

"It's not easy for this holy monk to block Zhenkongpo's first smashing move."

"Zhen Kongpo is in the same realm, and when confronting others, he always wins with one move. Now, he is a whole realm higher than his opponent, and he can't do anything to the opponent. It's really a strange thing."

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Zhen Kongpo's physique is quite strong. He has reached the Supreme Realm four times, and he has also practiced until his physical body becomes holy. Perfect physique.

At this moment, Zhenkongpo was also a little surprised. Although he didn't use his full strength just now because he underestimated the enemy, few people even in the questioning environment could catch the first move of the attack, let alone Is it an early saint?

Because of this delay, Mo Sixiu and Qing Gouli had already climbed to a height of more than 300 feet. In addition, the Tianjiao behind them all chased after them. Xiang Luo Wuxu made a move.

Using the golden-scaled snake spear in his hand as a lever, Zhenkongpo shot up and rushed directly from the ground to a height of three hundred feet. Then, he swung the golden-scaled snake spear and attacked Qinggouli above.

"What a nuisance."

From the position between Qing Gouli's eyebrows, two holy swords flew out one after another, one of which collided with the Golden Scaled Snake Spear, and the other struck Mo Sixiu.

Since she was entangled by Zhenkongpo, naturally she couldn't let Mo Sixiu rush to it.

In an instant, the three of them fought together.

"Gou Li, let me help you."

A male saint in the rear inspired a battle spirit of the great saint level, like a huge golden lion climbing the sacred monument, and soon rushed to the vicinity of the battle circle.

Zhen Kongpo's strength was obviously weaker than that of Mo Sixiu and Qing Gouli, so he was blasted out of the battle circle and collided with the latecomers who rushed up.

So they fought again.

Luo Wuxu bypassed the battle circle, continued to climb upwards, and soon reached a position close to three thousand feet.

The four people who were fighting obviously also realized that someone was overtaking them, so they immediately stopped fighting and rushed up to catch up.

The higher it goes up, the greater the divine power will suppress the monks.

Of course, Luo Wuxu's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest fear of Shenwei, but stepped on a pair of dragon and phoenix scarlet marks.

Straight up to the sky, without any resistance.

Now, he has rushed to the position of five thousand feet high, occupying the greatest advantage, so he displayed the fastest movement speed, as long as he keeps this advantage, he must be the envoy of God.

Down below, the saints at the Halloween meeting became agitated.

"I'm not mistaken, am I? A saint in the early stage of the Holy Lord has surpassed Zhen Kongpo, Mo Sixiu, Qing Gouli, Wen Shuchen, Ling Jidao and other peerless talents who have moved the ten directions of the Tianyao world, and rushed to the front."

"The saint in the early stage of the Holy Lord can block the attacks of the Scarlet Soul Great Sage and Zhen Kongpo, how can he be an ordinary person?"

"Who is he, and which emperor does he belong to?"

"Even if this person can't win the holy sword, he will be famous today."

Jiezi Su Beiqian blinked his slender eyelashes, stared at the top, stared at Luo Wuxu's body, showing a somewhat interested expression, and said: "Everyone observe carefully, there is a suppression of divine power around the sacred monument."

"If my guess is correct, the higher the cultivation base, the greater the suppression of divine power."

"The higher you climb, the greater the suppression of divine power will be."

All the saints around were suddenly enlightened, and secretly admired that Su Beiqian's observation ability was far beyond ordinary people.

"This way, it's more fair."

"It's no wonder that Zhen Kongpo at the peak of the Holy Lord was able to confront Mo Sixiu and Qing Gouli in the Dao Realm for a short time. It turned out to be the reason."

"Even if the saint in the early stage of the saint was slightly suppressed by the divine power, it is still quite remarkable to be able to stand out from the many top talents."

Seeing this scene, Ying Hao also smiled lightly. He had long expected that there would be a dispute, but this sacred monument cannot be climbed to the top just by being strong.

Strength, opportunity and luck are indispensable.

After a while, Luo Wuxu had climbed to a height of seven thousand feet.

Down below, Mo Sixiu and Qing Gouli were chasing very closely, and they had already reached the position of 250 feet.

Zhen Kongpo was slightly behind Mo Sixiu and Qing Gouli, looking at Luo Wuxu who climbed to the top, his eyes showed strong anger, and his mouth let out long howls.

Being left behind by a small character whom he once despised, Zhenkongpo felt humiliated.

Today, even if he can't become a god envoy, he still needs to knock down that early stage monk of the Holy Venerable from the Guanghan Shrine.

"Mo Sixiu, let me help you get [-] regular elixir, how about sharing half of it with me?" Zhenkong said.

"it is good."

Mo Sixiu agreed to Zhenkongpo's conditions, because she also saw that if she didn't join hands, Luo Wuxu might snatch the holy sword.

[-] regular elixir is just a trivial matter, but she must win the position of the envoy of God.The life and death of the Tianyao Realm of the Ten Directions must not be allowed to be in the hands of a saint.

Zhen Kongpo stood three feet away from Mo Sixiu's back, formed a huge Kunpeng imprint with his hands, and punched forward, forming a series of [-]-fold force, hitting Mo Sixiu's back.

The next moment, Mo Sixiu's speed increased sharply, turning into a white light and rushing upwards.

"Gouli, I'll help you too." Ling Jidao rushed up from behind, mobilizing the power of the Great Saint's Battle Soul, and also exerted eighteen times of energy in a row, making Qing Gouli rush out quickly, catching up to the one in the front There is nothing wrong with falling.

"Thank you! If you get the Ningzhen Holy Dew, I will give you half." Qing Gouli's melodious laughter came out.

Zhenkongpo and Lingjidao did not give up the battle for the envoy, and they were also desperately climbing upwards.

Eight thousand nine hundred feet high.

Mo Sixiu shot at Luo Wuxu, and a crystal clear jade finger pointed out from the white holy mist.

In an instant, with her finger as the center, the rules of heaven and earth seemed to have changed and became distorted.

Luo Wuxu sensed the extremely dangerous aura, so the holy energy in his whole body circulated violently, and the ancient black sword emitted a frightening black light, and swung it towards Mo Sixiu with all his strength.

"Boom."

The blade of the black ancient sword collided with a jade finger of Mo Sixiu, and the metal and stone collided with each other, and a loud noise broke out.

The next moment, half black light and half white light rushed out in all directions.

The last three thousand feet.

Blocking the blow, Luo Wuxu retreated a distance of tens of feet horizontally without being injured, and then continued to climb upwards.

In the holy mist, Mo Sixiu's agile eyes showed a strange look, and then, the slender figure flew out quickly, climbing up, and at the same time, attacked Luo Wuxu again.

Qing Gouli appeared on the other side of Luo Wuxu, and smiled: "For the position of God Envoy, I'm not welcome!"

Qing Gouli released a powerful sword intent, controlled two holy swords, and attacked Luo Wuxu and Mo Sixiu at the same time, while her real body was going all out to climb upwards.

Qing Gouli's attainments in the way of swordsmanship are extremely high, and he can control two swords. Although he does not practice some peerless skills, the attack power he unleashes is not weaker than that of a sword master in the slightest.

Luo Wuxu didn't dare to underestimate Qing Gouli, the ancient sword in his hand turned into a phantom, burst out with supreme sword intent, and performed nine sword moves in succession.

"Shhhh."

A series of nine figures appeared, and the nine moves of swordsmanship were almost simultaneously attacked, finally knocking Qing Gouli's holy sword flying.

Just now, what Luo Wuxu used was a complete set of holy-level swordsmanship. The power of the swordsmanship is already great, but when combined with the sword, it is even more mysterious.

"Excellent swordsmanship, it seems that you have also reached the realm of becoming a sword master, and you can be named a sword master. After the envoy battle, we must have a good discussion."

Qing Gouli smiled sweetly, and blinked her eyes at Luo Wuxu from above, her appearance was extraordinarily captivating.

At this moment, Qing Gouli Chong was at the forefront and had reached a height of four hundred feet, only a few tens of feet away from the holy sword.

On the top of the Ten Thousand Zhangs Divine Monument, the battle was fierce.

Qing Gouli took out a dragon ball and held it in the palm of his hand. Immediately, a huge ice dragon flew out from the Lingzhu, carried the ice dragon up to the sky, and attacked Luo Wuxu.

"Luo Wuxu, you'd better get out of the way, I want to unleash the strongest power of the Holy Spirit."

A lion's roar came out of Ling Jidao's mouth, with golden ripples gushing out, and then, behind him, a golden lion battle spirit tens of feet long was propped up, bursting out a strong aura of the great saint.

If Luo Wuxu didn't retreat, he would be in danger of being attacked from all sides.

However, Luo Wuxu did not retreat, and the ancient sword in his hand burst out with unrivaled holy light and divine patterns.

"Wow—"

A figure in white and a giant golden dragon appeared at the same time, bombarded forward, and collided with the attacks of the four great talents.

"Boom."

The attack of the four masters was actually blocked by this sword for a breath.

At the time of this breath, a long chain stretched out from Luo Wuxu's hand, wrapped around the hilt of the holy sword, and pulled the holy sword out from the gap between the two holy stones.

At the next breath, the attacks of the Four Great Talents broke through the ancient sword, and bombarded the past towards the front.

However, before that, Luo Wuxu had already jumped off the 3000-foot-high sacred monument in one step, and fell straight down.

"Boom."

Luo Wuxu landed in the center of the Halloween venue, half kneeling on the ground, with a huge wave of strong holy energy rushing out in all directions.

Immediately, he grabbed the hilt of the holy sword and swung it toward the top of his head.

A saint in the early stage of the saint has seized the holy sword!
The whole place was silent.

No one is not surprised.

Everyone can see the strength of this saint. He has fought against the five strongest saints in the world of Megatron Tianyao, especially the last blow, which blocked the attacks of the four great geniuses for a breath. .

The point is, how could a saint in the early days of the Tongtian Realm have such a powerful force?

Zhen Kongpo, Qing Gouli, Ling Jidao, and Mo Sixiu, four figures stood on the top of the divine tablet, some were sharp, some were beautiful and smart, some were masculine, some were ethereal, each of them Everyone's face is full of incredible expressions.

Su Beiqian's slender jade fingers gently stroked the crystal chin, and finally a look of excitement appeared in her eyes.

It was a kind of expression that would only be present when one was looking for the right person.

True God Zixiao, who was sitting at the top of the Halloween meeting, smiled: "Not bad, with him and Su Beiqian, the holy merit battle can really be fought."

True God Zixiao announced: "The envoy of the Holy Merit War is Luo Wuxu. At this point, the Halloween meeting is officially over. The selected Jiezi and the envoy will stay, and the rest of the saints can now withdraw venue."

After the saints retreated, there were only two giants left, Su Beiqian and Luo Wuxu.

A great sage, a sage, is the son and envoy of the sage king's merit war.

Ying Hao stared at Luo Wuxu, and the first thing he said was: "You shouldn't be from Shifang Tianyao Realm, are you?"

(End of this chapter)