Stunning beauty

Ancient battlefield.

Things are changing.

The gods took over the bodies of the powerful men in Chidi, and just when they had recovered their strength, all their blood, energy and spiritual power were taken away by Ziweitian, making them their wedding dress.

While humans were trying to find ways to fight against the gods, the gods were also working hard to find ways to increase their power. Strange water and sacrifices were all solutions that the gods had discovered by experimenting with the lives of countless living beings.

In the void, Ziweitian stepped into the Three Flowers Realm and faced the strongest human sage in a thousand years. A war was about to break out.

Faintly, above the Ziwei sky, the third Taoist flower was obviously not as complete as the other two. Apparently, the body obtained through sacrifice was still a step away from the truly perfect body.

However, despite this, Ziweitian still became the second person in the world in thousands of years to set foot in the Three Flowers Realm.

If one achieves the Three Flowers, he will be qualified to stand before the saints of the human race.

"Human race saint, please come!"

Facing the most powerful human being in front of him, Ziwei Tian did not dare to be negligent at all. He spoke while holding the Ziwei Divine Spear.

Confucius looked at the God of Gods in front of him and did not rush to take action. Instead, he asked, "Let me ask you one thing. Have any gods left the ancient battlefield and gone to the Red Land?"

"No."

Ziweitian shook his head and answered truthfully, "Chidi has always been a forbidden place for the gods. They dare not go there."

"That's good."

Confucius nodded and said, "This will save me a lot of trouble."

After saying this, Confucius said no more. In his left hand, the Heavenly Book turned over, and a mighty and righteous energy surged out, covering the sky.

Ziweitian felt something and his expression became slightly tense. He did not dare to hesitate any longer and took the initiative to attack.

The magic spear broke through the air, and a vast purple aura spread across hundreds of miles and instantly arrived in front of the sage.

In the battle of the Three Flowers Realm, the fighting style has obviously changed. Just now they were hundreds of miles apart, but in the blink of an eye, the attack has arrived in front of them.

Confucius saw this and stood still like a mountain. He used the Heavenly Book to block the spear and the purple air in the sky dissipated.

When Ziweitian saw that his attack was ineffective, his face darkened, and he raised his palm to the sky, and his divine power rose again.

"Purple Star Ferry!"

In the dark night, Ziweitian burst out with divine power, and a sky full of stars appeared above the sky, like a galaxy crossing the world. The terrifying force pressed down upon the sky.

The God of Gods, who has obtained a physical body, is now much more powerful than before. The same moves have become many times more powerful than before.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is filled with stars, like a meteor shower, cutting through the darkness.

Below, Confucius looked at the sky full of sparks, a look of nostalgia appearing on his old face.

This sky full of stars is really nostalgic.

Under the watchful eyes of the sage, sparks descended from the sky, and outside the battlefield, star fragments fell, creating huge deep pits one after another.

Afterwards, the divine power turned into star fragments and dispersed, disappearing into the night.

However, in the center of the battle, the stars seemed to be obstructed by some force and stopped one after another.

Then, the stars exploded one after another, like fireworks, brilliant and dazzling.

From beginning to end, the sage just stood there, without moving.

"Ten miles of vast ocean!"

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Ziwei Tianxuan Spear rushed forward and stabbed the chest of the sage in front of him with its sharpness.

Confucius held his sword horizontally to block the spear, then concentrated his energy with his left hand and struck heavily on the God of Gods in front of him.

With a heavy blow, the sky was stained with blood, and Ziweitian's body flew backwards and hit a cliff in the distance with a bang.

As powerful as the God of Gods, as powerful as the Three Flowers Realm, he is still so vulnerable in front of the human sages.

Ziweitian’s figure fell from the collapsed cliff, spitting out a mouthful of blood, staining the spear red.

"How can this be."

At the bottom of the cliff, Zi Weitian staggered to steady himself. Feeling his body almost breaking apart, he said with a trembling body, "I swallowed so much blood and spiritual power, but it's useless at all."

"No, it's still useful."

At the end of the dark night, Confucius walked over and said calmly, "At least, you survived this blow from me!"

After hearing the words of the sage in the world, Ziweitian forced himself to stand firm and said in disbelief, "The human race can actually cultivate to such a level."

"God, why do you think you are stronger than humans?"

Confucius asked indifferently, "It seems that the disastrous defeat a thousand years ago still did not change the gods' self-perception of being superior! Well, I have been talking about great principles for a lifetime, and I am tired, so I will not say more."

As soon as he finished speaking, Confucius raised the Taiyi sword in his hand and slashed down with it.

"Boom!"

But there was a shocking sound, and the cliff in front was directly split in two by the Taiyi Sword, and smoke and dust rolled up, sweeping over a hundred miles.

Amidst the flying smoke and dust, a disheveled figure rushed out, blood dripping from her left shoulder, and her entire left arm had completely disappeared.

Zi Weitian looked at his severed left arm, a gloomy look flashed across his bloodstained face. He quickened his pace and rushed towards the direction of the gods' ruins.

In the back, Confucius looked at the God of Gods fleeing in front, took a step forward, and quickly caught up with him.

At the same time, in the east of the ancient battlefield, in the deepest part of the gods’ ruins, in the chaotic world, Li Ziye flew past at high speed and slashed at the gods who were rushing out in front of him with a sword.

"Boy Night?"

Qin Ena and Zhang Laita, who were struggling to hold on, were shocked when they saw the person coming.

Why is this little guy here?

"Pavilion Master Li."

Hua Feihua was also shocked when she saw Pavilion Master Li return to the ancient battlefield.

"Xiao Ziye."

After a brief moment of shock, Qin Ena came to her senses and shouted urgently, "What are you doing back here? We can't defend this place anymore. Leave now!"

They cannot go back to Jiuzhou, but this little guy can. As long as he has not broken through the fifth realm, he can use the power of the old gods to leave.

Before Li Ziye could answer, suddenly, at the end of the chaotic world, inside the mirror door, an extremely powerful aura appeared, and then a strange figure walked out.

The man, covered in golden light, held the Vajra Staff in his hand. He had a solemn appearance and an extremely extraordinary aura.

The reappearing Vajra Staff seemed familiar, but its aura was many times stronger than the magic weapon in Brahma's hand.

The divine weapon is over six feet long, with an ebony handle and a golden vase embedded on the top, shining with golden light. Following it are three human heads, with white bones and blood, and above the heads is a trident spewing black flames.

Similarly, above the vase, there are two hanging beads and a ribbon with the sun and moon symbols embroidered on it. At the end of the ribbon, there are triangular flags, damaru and golden bells.

"God of gods, Dragon becomes Brahma!"

When Li Ziye saw the familiar magic weapon in the hand of the person who came, he immediately guessed his identity.

Qin Ena and Zhang Laita were about to rush forward to stop them, but were stopped by Li Ziye.

"Let him go."

Li Ziye said with a heavy expression, "We cannot deal with this person."

Fan Dutian glanced at the people in the chaotic world, smiled faintly, and then left with the twelve guardians behind him.