Destiny Martial God

Luoxia Lake, inside the palace!

Three seconds!

It only took three seconds for Yu Haoran to easily slaughter the remaining seven martial emperors in the hall.

Then, he threw the Juexian Sword taken out from the Domain Tower directly to Yu Siqi, and said solemnly.

"Sister, follow me to fight against a stronger opponent next."

Nodding, Yu Siqi reached out to take the Juexian Sword thrown by Yu Haoran, and drew the sword out of the sheath.

"Zheng...!"

Accompanied by a crisp and loud sword sound, the sharp sword energy burst out from the Juexian Sword instantly soared into the sky, almost piercing through the palace roof that was consolidated by the formation.

"Good sword!" Yu Siqi stretched out her slender white fingers and gently stroked the hilt, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

"Sister, before I gather the last Zhuxian Sword, the Juexian Sword will be yours for the time being!"

It can be seen that Yu Siqi loves the Juexian Sword, and it can also be felt that Yu Siqi can unleash the full power of the Juexian Sword.

How could Yu Haoran, who has always been generous to his relatives, not satisfy his sister's preferences, so he smiled and told her.

Afterwards, Yu Haoran turned his head and told Lu Yuan and others.

"Brother Lu, Brother Chi, senior, the next opponents are all powerful gods in the realm of martial gods. It is no longer something you can intervene in, so you should temporarily retreat to Miss Shuiqin's side."

Without asking to stay, Lu Yuan, Chiyan Beast and Tongbi Yuan told Yu Haoran and then retreated to Zhongli Shuiqin's side.

At this moment, sixteen terrifying auras that exuded the power of heaven rushed at a speed faster than lightning, and rushed directly into the hall in the blink of an eye.

However, just as the sixteen Martial Gods rushed into the hall, the terrifying aura they exuded suddenly paused, and then fell down like a rushing waterfall.

"What's going on?"

Just like the twenty-six Martial Lords and Martial Emperors who had just been killed, they were puzzled by the disappearance of a large amount of divine power and soul power in their bodies, and the sudden loss of the sense of the mysterious law. They also hurriedly mobilized their minds to check.

"Kill!"

But Yu Haoran and Yu Siqi, who had been ready, did not give them any chance to check their own conditions. They waved the Xianjian and Juexianjian and directly killed the sixteen Martial Gods.

Just when the aura emitted by the sixteen Martial Gods paused, Zhongli Mingjing, who had experienced the second manipulation of fate, knew very well what they had just encountered.

While Zhongli Mingjing was shocked by the strange and powerful secret method used by Yu Haoran, the fear in his heart made him temporarily distance himself from Qingfeng at the cost of being severely injured, and then turned his head to ask Zhongli Qingyang in the corner of the hall.

"Qingyang, how long will it take for the two ancestors Zhenfeng and Zhenyue to return to the family?"

Faced with Zhongli Mingjing's question, Zhongli Qingyang, with a gloomy face, did not reply immediately, but swung his clenched fist and hit his chest suddenly.

"Puff...!"

After spitting out nine mouthfuls of blood mixed with bright red and golden, splashing on the gray tower, Zhongli Qingyang continued to condense marks with his ten fingers.

The lower the cultivation of the living beings, the greater the influence of the fate being controlled by the life-robbery spirit rat!

In just five seconds, eleven powerful gods below the peak of the third level of the martial god were slaughtered by Yu Haoran and Yu Siqi because their fate was controlled by the life-robbery spirit rat.

Therefore, facing the remaining five powerful gods, Yu Haoran not only dealt with them more easily, but also had the energy to pay attention to Zhongli Mingjing who was fighting with Qingfeng, and Zhongli Qingyang who was performing the secret method of blood fusion soul.

When he saw Zhongli Mingjing who was seriously injured and pinned his hope of survival on the two supreme ancestors, and when he saw Zhongli Qingyang who used nine drops of his life energy to perform the secret method of blood fusion soul, causing his own aura to fall to the first level of the martial emperor, Yu Haoran, who quickly killed his opponent, reminded him with a tone full of gloating.

"Chief Qingyang, I forgot to tell you in advance that when I returned to your Zhongli family, I set up a set of sealing formations with the supreme grade around Luoxia Lake."

"This set of sealing formations can not only prevent strong people below the semi-tribulation supreme realm from leaving or entering Luoxia Lake, but also isolate all secret methods from seeking help, including the blood fusion soul secret method you are performing."

After hearing Yu Haoran's gloating reminder, the panicked Zhongli Mingjing was directly cut off by Qingfeng, and the furious Zhongli Qingyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and both of them almost fainted.

"Yu Haoran, Qingping Sword!" Seeing that Zhongli Mingjing's left arm holding the Qingping Sword was cut off by Qingfeng, the tower spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness quickly reminded.

After hearing the reminder from the tower spirit, Yu Haoran used all his strength to repel the opponent of the seventh-grade peak of the martial god, and immediately used the power of the law of flashing dual systems. In the blink of an eye, he put away the Qingping Sword and returned to the battlefield again, and then joined Yu Siqi to kill the remaining two opponents of the seventh-grade peak of the martial god.

After taking the Qingping Sword sent to the sea of ​​consciousness by Yu Haoran, the tower spirit immediately began to condense marks with ten fingers, intending to track down the whereabouts of Tongtian Supreme through the secret method and the Qingping Sword.

To see whether Tongtian Supreme is hiding in the endless void or has disappeared in the long river of history, this is the real reason why the tower spirit is eager to get the Qingping Sword.

Looking at Zhongli Mingjing, whose face was as pale as paper and whose eyes were filled with dead silence, and then looking at Zhongli Qingyang, who was unwilling to fail and continued to perform the secret method of blood fusion soul, Yu Haoran sighed lightly, turned around and walked to Zhongli Shuiqin and asked.

"Miss Shuiqin, what should we do next?"

If Zhongli Xuena and Zhongli Zhiyuan who were killed at the beginning are counted, the nineteen powerful gods who represent the deep foundation of the Zhongli family can basically be said to have been completely destroyed.

In the situation where the strong men in the semi-tribulation supreme realm and the supreme realm cannot return to Tianxuan Continent in a short time, the Zhongli family, which has suffered heavy losses in strength, is no longer as good as some ordinary inheritance families.

Next, if Zhongli Qingyang and Zhongli Mingjing continue to be killed and the news is leaked, then some top forces that are eyeing the inheritance of the Zhongli family will probably not easily let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Zhongli Qingyang and Zhongli Mingjing can be said to be the foundation for the continued existence of the Zhongli family.

But if Zhongli Qingyang and Zhongli Mingjing were not killed, the deep hatred between them would probably force them to be even less likely to agree to the marriage between Wu Zhengjun and Zhongli Shuiqin.

Therefore, Zhongli Qingyang and Zhongli Mingjing had the choice of life or death, and Yu Haoran decided to hand it over to Zhongli Shuiqin.

Faced with the choice given by Haoran, Zhongli Shuiqin was immediately in a dilemma.