Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

"it's over?"

"it's over!"

"Is this the end?"

"it's over!"

Bixia Yuanjun looked in disbelief. Although she thought it was unlikely that the Mountain God lineage would win, she didn't expect to lose so miserably and so quickly!

Xuanming, Tianwu, Xizi, and Shebishi quickly eliminated the ordinary quasi-sages and joined the battle to besiege the Four Mountains Emperor. The two ancestral witches fought one against the other. The battle situation can be imagined .

The four mountain emperors fell one after another!

Da Luo Taiyi of the mountain god lineage was killed by Qiang Liang. At the end of the killing, the first one to become anxious was the great witch of the Wuting Court.

Qiang Liang killed him all by himself, so what else do they need?

They all glared at Qiang Liang.

Qiang Liang was also embarrassed. If he, a majestic ancestral witch, continued to bully these great Luo Taiyi, he would be really embarrassed.

Get up and go to help Zhu Jiuyin.

The remaining Daluo Taiyi of the Mountain God lineage was killed by the Wuting without leaving any trace.

Ten ancestral witches besieged Emperor Dongyue, and were punched by one of them, smashing him into pieces. The avenue collapsed and he fell completely.

Now the last great emperor of the mountain god lineage, Bing Linggong, is left.

The eleven ancestral witches formed a formation and surrounded him.

This great god who dominated several eras, the great emperor who stood at the pinnacle of the ancient world, Duke Bingling who founded the mountain god lineage, and the great monk in the late quasi-sage period, has finally ushered in his end.

At this time, Duke Bingling's hair was disheveled, his robes and armor were broken, and his divine blood was dripping. He was so miserable.

Looking around, many mountain gods were lying dead everywhere, and the emperors of the Five Mountains were all beaten to the ground.

Some of the surviving mountain gods were played like cats and dogs by the people in the witch court.

On the cold face of Lord Bingling, two drops of tears flowed down. After falling to the ground, they turned into two huge oceans, washing away the battlefield and burying many dead mountain gods.

Finally, the god's body stood upright, the big seal in his hand radiated endless glory, his eyes stared at Di Jiang without saying a word.

The next moment, the Great Seal turned into a meteor, traveling through space and attacking directly towards Dijiang.

Di Jiang waved his palms, and the great avenue of space, accompanied by endless turbid evil energy, turned into a square of space to resist the attack of the seal.

But as soon as it made contact, the big seal exploded with infinite power. The explosive power of a top-level innate spiritual treasure immediately shocked several ancestral wizards back, and finally blew up the Jade Emperor's roof.

After the big seal was broken, Lord Bingling spurted out a mouthful of divine blood, and his divine body shook a few times.

Finally, he suppressed the pain in his soul and body and shouted angrily:

"Today, even if I die, I will have someone to support me. Dijiang, my son, come and die!"

The next moment, Lord Bingling shattered his own avenue. The powerful mana of the late quasi-sage burned, the soul also burned, and the essence and blood of the divine body began to break bit by bit.

The infinite power of the Tao, the powerful magic power, the majestic power of the soul, and the pure power of the physical body, combined into one, rushed towards the Dijiang River.

When Donghua saw this scene, he felt that Lord Binling had gone crazy. The avenue was shattered and the soul was burning. As a result, there was no chance of reincarnation!

Bixia Yuanjun sighed: "Why is it like this? Why is it like this!"

Hou Tu looked at the picture blankly, and looked worriedly at Di Jiang, a late-stage quasi-sage who burned everything he had. In this situation, the same death, could the eldest brother really resist?

But it was too late to rescue him.

At this time, Di Jiang, who had been knocked back, stood firm and saw Duke Bing Ling coming towards him crazily. He didn't care about his embarrassed appearance and hurriedly entered the time and space.

But he found that his body was locked by the God of Bingling, and he couldn't hide anywhere. Knowing that he couldn't avoid this attack today, he immediately launched a fierce attack.

The magic power in his body was instantly burned, accompanied by the laws of the great road, the power of space filled the heaven and earth, and the heavens in one direction were in front of him, and the rich turbid air of the earth blessed his body.

When the other ancestral witches saw this scene, they were also very anxious and used their magical powers to help Di Jiang stop Duke Bingling from going crazy.

Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral shaman's real body was turbulent, his eyes were filled with thoughts, and he shouted:

"Time stops!"

Time suddenly stopped on Mount Tai, and the burning Bingling Gong stopped.

But in just a moment, Lord Bingling broke away from the shackles of time. At this time, he was almost invincible, and everyone who saw him was frightened.

But this moment of time is enough for the master.

The other nine ancestral witches used their magical powers and bombarded Gong Bingling again and again.

Duke Bingling ignored these attacks and rushed straight towards the Dijiang River, breaking through the heavens layer by layer until the last layer of heavens was broken.

Di Jiang also punched unwillingly, as if it was the last moment of madness for each other.

Seeing that Burning's last punch was about to land on Di Jiang.

But when he finally arrived in front of him, Lord Bingling was completely burned up and turned into nothingness, and Di Jiang's punch was also in vain.

That’s it!

A generation of great gods who spanned the era of ferocious beasts, the age of Longhan, experienced the calamity of ferocious beasts, the great calamity of Longhan, and the battle between immortals and demons, the master of Shinto, Bing Linggong, fell and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Perhaps countless years will pass in the future, and the next Lord Bingling will stand up, but he will never have anything to do with the fallen Lord Bingling.

At this time, Lord Bingling has completely perished in the wild world and heaven!

Other ancestral witches gathered around, and Di Jiang also woke up from death and said slowly: "I'm fine!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But when Emperor Jiang saw that nothing was left behind by Lord Bingling, he felt infinitely sad, but then these emotions were put aside by his firm heart of Taoism.

He said calmly: "Order to clean up the battlefield!"

Don't think that immortals won't touch corpses. They can touch faster than anyone else and are very accurate.

The people of Wu Ting began to collect the spiritual treasures and spiritual materials scattered on the battlefield!

After Emperor Jiang recovered, he unfolded a treasure seal, which was the seal formed by luck and merit when Wu Ting was founded.

The fragments of the seal that was originally broken by Lord Bingling began to gather together, and finally merged into the seal in Emperor Jiang's hand, and the scattered luck of the three mountains and five peaks also began to gather together.

The seal that finally fell into Emperor Jiang's hand, Wu Ting's luck soared!

...

Donghua stood on the Jade Emperor Peak of Mount Tai. At this time, the battle had been over for several days, and Wu Ting also withdrew its troops and left, leaving only some Wu clans of Hou Tu's lineage stationed in Mount Tai.

But the aftermath of the battle still remains on Mount Tai, and some broken laws of power float on Mount Tai from time to time.

The spiritual energy of Mount Tai has dropped by half at this time, and some ground veins have also been broken. The reason why Donghua has stayed in Mount Tai in the past few days is to repair these, and it has finally been completed today.

"Hou Tu, I have done what I promised you. You should take care of yourself. Don't bother me again in the future. Otherwise, I can tolerate you, but the Pure Yang Sword cannot tolerate you!"

Hou Tu shrugged and said slowly: "Didn't I just invite you to watch a battle? Why are you so angry? Besides, since you are here, why don't you see my opportunity before leaving?"

Donghua tried to suppress the anger in his heart, stared at Hou Tu and said: "If so, why has my story in Mount Tai spread throughout the prehistoric world? Can you give me an explanation?"

Hou Tu said with an innocent expression: "Can I say I don't know? I can swear to heaven that I didn't do it!"

Donghua waved his hand to stop Hou Tu from saying anything, and said bluntly: "Okay, don't say anything. I can't hear a word of truth from your mouth, and it doesn't make much sense. So, whether you are calculating against me or you are innocent, this matter ends here, and I don't want to mention it again!"

At this point, Donghua can only admit this loss, and there is no point in pursuing it!