Money in the heavens

"Bang bang bang~~~"

General Kuntian and Longqing collided fiercely, their blood boiling, and Longqing also burned his endless fighting spirit.

This was a desperate fight, burning immortal divine power, standing in the forbidden field for a decisive battle, as long as there was a mistake, the end would be the destruction of body and soul.

In the past, a decisive battle like this would decide life and death within a few moves even if the two were evenly matched, but now the two fought for hundreds of moves, which shows how fierce it was.

General Kuntian had followed the Immortal Emperor, fought for his whole life, and received guidance and teachings from living emperor-level figures. How many people in the world could compare with him in experience and old Taoist?

But he was surprised to find that Longqing's fighting skills were at the pinnacle and he actually surpassed him. All he could rely on was the old Taoist's experience, but as the battle went on, he found that Longqing's fighting experience was no less than his, as if he had fought for countless years, which shocked him.

Puff!

Blood splattered. This was the seventh time that Longqing broke Kuntian's fist, leaving him bloody and severely injured.

Longqing himself also had wounds. He was injured by a secret technique of the opponent. The law was invisible and could kill quasi-emperor masters invisibly.

But Longqing only had wounds, which made Kuntian's heart beat wildly. He knew that this battle was destined to be bitter. He met an invincible man like the one in the Emperor's era, but he himself was not at the peak, and most of the time there would be problems.

"Bathing in the Emperor's blood, the fist tempered by the Lord's immortal blood was injured, and could not stop his war halberd. It is unforgivable!" Kuntian roared in his heart.

His fist, his invincible palm finger, is more important than his life. After being tempered by the blood of the Immortal Emperor himself, he can destroy everything. But now he has met such a young junior, which makes his faith shaken.

He once looked down on an era, recalling the past years of glory and endless glory. He fought against hundreds of races and was respected as a god. How many people can control the world?

Kuntian felt the pressure. He felt that even if he was in a state of vigorous blood, he might not be defeated if he fought with Longqing at the same level, or even suffered a great defeat.

As long as he thought of this result, he felt a throbbing in his heart. This young man was too terrible!

"Boom!"

Longqing did not hide his strength. He pressed with a long halberd full of blood and fighting spirit, like a red dragon.

The mysterious light bloomed, blood splashed, Kuntian's fist was shattered, finger bones flew out, flesh and skin broke, and blood mist rose!

This scene shocked everyone. There would be no suspense in this battle. Kuntian was defeated. He looked depressed, staggered back, and stared at his broken fists.

This was the pride of the year. A pair of fists fought all over the universe, tempered by phoenix blood, and indestructible, but now it was broken by someone, which made him feel desolate.

This is not something that can be explained by the blood not being at the peak. The strength of the fist has not weakened, but it is still broken.

"This is no longer my ancient times!" Kuntian God sighed desolately. The glorious years of the past will never come again. All the glory is buried in the ancient times.

Despite the loss and desolation, this battle must continue. The divine chain of law and order between the two bursts out, interweaving into an immortal divine picture, shaking the starry sky.

"Puff"

Kuntian's arms exploded and turned into blood mud.

"Puff", "Puff"...

The sound continued. Longqing made a heavy move, holding the long halberd behind him to defend against sneak attacks. His right hand palm and fingers fell, and Kuntian God's legs, chest, head, etc. exploded one by one, broken bones flew up, and blood splashed everywhere.

At the last moment of the battle, Longqing also showed his own strong and unmatched fighting body, which was no worse than the Kuntian God tempered by the blood of the emperor.

A generation of gods was also magnificent, invincible, and glorious, and ended his life in this life.

Just as he sighed sadly, this is no longer his era, this is no longer the ancient times in his heart, all the glory is buried in the past, gone forever.

A golden age is coming, an era of war, destined to be full of stars, this should be much more terrible than their era.

Such people are rare in ancient times. In his era, if they were at the same level, only the young ancient emperor could fight with Longqing, and most of the others could not.

This is not their ancient times, but it is the great age of this young man!

Kuntian God will die. When he is dying, his soul Zihuo stares at Longqing, trying to see through everything about him, but in the end he just sighed.

This life belongs to this person, this era of young strong men who shine like gods and shine on the world. Old people like them should die and cannot match.

Everyone was shocked. Longqing blew up Kuntian God, his clothes were not stained with blood, his demeanor was peerless, he stood there, his eyes were like lightning, he swallowed mountains and rivers, and looked at the wilderness.

"Kuntian, ah..."

The Sun and Moon God roared, his long hair flying. He looked very young, less than 20 years old, heroic, but his eyes were full of the marks of time, and he wanted to rush over immediately.

The pressure on many young people watching the battle from a distance suddenly increased. What Longqing showed at this time was no less than that of a young emperor who was about to rise. He had infinite fighting power and unlimited potential, and there was a great possibility that he could prove his truth.

At this time, Longqing's cultivation far surpassed the current young generation. Even the most amazing genius of the young generation was only at the peak of the king, and was extremely far away from the quasi-emperor. It would take many years to catch up with Longqing, who was already at the third level of the quasi-emperor.

How could a quasi-emperor like Longqing who defied the heavens waste his time in the realm of the third heaven of quasi-emperor?

The Emperor of the Divine Court, the Golden Crow who was awakened in the ancient star of the Heavenly Soldiers, and a series of quasi-emperor ninth heaven generals who had achieved enlightenment all showed fear towards Longqing. Although Longqing's current strength was still far behind them, the fact that he could defeat the Kuntian general was enough to show how powerful and evil Longqing was. The Emperor and the old Golden Crow did not want such a threat in the future.

"Hmph!"

The Immortal Emperor looked over coldly, and the fiery light released from his eyes shone on Longqing's body. The unparalleled imperial power suppressed Longqing's body, making it difficult for him to move at all.

Under the pressure of the Immortal Emperor, the infinite blood and fighting spirit that had originally gathered in Longqing were all dispersed, and Longqing's breath suddenly weakened, becoming only the appearance of the third heaven of the quasi-emperor.

"Dang~!"

A melodious bell sounded, and the chaotic energy fell and blocked the sight of the Immortal Emperor, and the pressure on Longqing suddenly dissipated.

"Shua~!"

As soon as Longqing breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of knife light suddenly attacked from the side of the Immortal Emperor, directly cutting Longqing's body in half. The killing intent transformed by the five-color fairy light was cold and sharp.

Even if Longqing used the word "zhe" to the limit, it was difficult to heal.

The dull drum sound continued, like the roar of the Emperor of Heaven, deafening, and everyone's blood was boiling.

On the Phoenix Nest, the Immortal Queen stood proudly, with a slender figure, beautiful beyond description, light hair flying, and a cold white jade face. There was an indescribable charm, really peerless!

She was beating the drum. The Emperor's drum was made of unknown material. It was red-gold in color. Every time it was beaten, dazzling light flew out, like a ripple, which finally magnified into a forbidden sea and shook the universe.

This drum was very special. It made the Immortal Emperor's followers boil with blood, unleash their potential, and surge in strength. They had amazing combat power, which made people extremely afraid. At the same time, the sound of the drum could suppress the enemy, greatly affecting the strong men from the Heavenly Court, the Taoist Palace, and the God Organization.

However, this situation was not unbreakable. The old god blew the horn and advanced step by step. Under the protection of a large number of strong men such as the white-haired sword god and the woodcutter, he approached the Phoenix Nest.

This horn was grown by an unknown creature. It was dim and humming. It had a majestic and domineering sense of desolation, depicting a grand ancient world to people, where gods coexisted, races were endless, and the wild breath was blowing.

The Emperor's war horn could offset the sound of the drum and also improve the combat power of his own people.

These are two heaven-defying imperial magic weapons. They are both secret weapons, just like the Conferred God List of the Wu Shi Great Emperor, priceless and powerful!

"Fight, kill all these people, keep the oath, protect the glory of the Immortal Emperor, and kill them all!"

"Kill, kill all the traitors of the Immortal Emperor's lineage, for the Emperor, for the ancient heaven, for the glory of the past, a life-and-death decisive battle!"

This place is shouting and killing, the sword energy breaks the sky, each cold light will smash a few stars, the bright light is blooming, and the infinite army is rushing.

Blood is flying, heads are rolling, lives are blooming, and the fierce battle is continuing. The various races in the universe don't know how many strong people have come to participate in the battle. The scene is spectacular and terrible.

And whether it is the enemy army or the friendly army composed of the remains of the heaven, it seems that they are very tacitly not paying attention to Longqing who was cut in half by the Immortal Emperor.

In the eyes of the people of the Immortal Dynasty, Longqing, who was only a quasi-emperor of the third level, was hit by the supreme god. Even if he was immortal, he was useless and basically impossible to recover.

In the eyes of the ancient heaven, although Longqing seemed to be a friendly army, he was also a threat to the heaven. Everyone was very afraid of Longqing's combat power and did not want such a demonic quasi-emperor who might achieve enlightenment to recover.

After all, there were also geniuses born in this era in the ancient heaven lineage, hoping to achieve enlightenment in such a golden age. Even the disciple of the emperor was born, so naturally they did not want Longqing to seize the throne in advance.

Not only the descendants of the heaven, but also the descendants of the ancient emperors of the major royal families were born in this era. Who would want to see such a demonic young quasi-emperor seize the throne?

But everyone also knew that Longqing would be the first to participate in such a war, which must be closely related to the forces behind the plot against the Immortal Emperor, leading to the backhand of the Wushi Emperor, the Ruthless Emperor, the Qing Emperor and the Void Emperor. If he took action at this time, he would have to worry about the sudden arrival of the Heaven Devouring Demon Pot, the Qinglian Emperor Soldier and the Wushi Bell in the future.

Sensing the secret thoughts of these people, Shang Yi sneered and said in his heart:

"Since you are all so afraid, then this building owner will follow your wishes. I hope you won't regret it too much in the future!"

Then Longqing's breath in the starry sky battlefield became weaker and weaker, and finally dissipated, as if he had really passed away.

All the strong men who were secretly watching the battlefield breathed a sigh of relief, except for the two first gods Ning Fei and Chuan Ying who were secretly confronting each other. They frowned slightly and sighed for the passing of such a powerful man who was about to rise.

At the same time, they were also very puzzled. Since they could start such a big war, Longqing, who had a close relationship with the people behind the scenes, should not die so easily. They could also sense that there was a strong man who was not weaker than them, watching covetously. This was also the reason why they did not show up for the battle, but confronted each other secretly and entangled each other.

No one noticed that a Tiance Mansion as small as dust quietly disappeared in the starry sky, and Longqing's blood in the starry sky was also quietly flowing with mysterious substances.

Longqing had already cultivated a body that could change into thousands of forms. His whole body could be transformed into 480 million particles that could gather and disperse freely. A drop of blood could be transformed into a clone.

Although he was split by the Immortal Emperor, it was difficult for him to heal himself. However, Shang Yi had no shortage of treasures. The immortal energy brought by the money tree was consumed continuously, which naturally wiped out the Immortal Emperor's principles and murderous aura, and made him reborn and recovered.

The flesh and blood left on the battlefield were just the waste blood left by the transformation. The essence after the real transformation had already turned into 480 million particles and merged into the Tiance Mansion and quietly left.

Since you want to calculate yourself, then let the two behemoths kill each other. If you don't consume these two major forces, how can your Shanglou and Tiance army really dominate the world in the future?

You thought you were standing on the second floor, but Shang Yi was already standing on the fifth floor at this time, and he had calculated both the Ancient Heavenly Court and the Immortal Dynasty.

With Long Qing's exit, the Ancient Heavenly Court and the Undead God Dynasty suddenly confronted each other.

"Boom!"

With a tremor, a figure in the dark black fog appeared, leaping from the Phoenix Nest and killing the White Sword God and others. After the breath burst out, the four-sided universe crackled and was actually breaking.

"Ghost Demon God!"

Someone exclaimed, it was the Ghost Demon God who ranked third among the eight gods!

"If you want to kill the younger generation, you must get past me first!" An old man with yellow teeth appeared, his breath was like a rainbow, looking down on the world, blocking the way of the Ghost Demon God.

It must be said that the Ghost Demon God was too powerful. The black fog spread, covering the sky and the sun, and submerged this universe. No one could come forward to help.

Everyone retreated, and this star field was shaking and breaking from time to time.

The yellow-toothed old man was in a very bad situation. As soon as he fought, he almost saw blood. It was not that he was not strong, but that his opponent was too strong. He hurriedly gathered his mind and fought bloody.

The appearance of the Ghost Demon God shocked many people and also stabilized the minds of many people.

"The remnants of the Heavenly Court will not be able to achieve anything!" A quasi-emperor of the Immortal God Dynasty said coldly while beating the war drum. The arrogance made the old god hold his breath in his chest, which turned into a more terrifying horn sound.

If the Immortal Emperor had not hit the Emperor with the Immortal Bell, how could it be like this? Perhaps the Heavenly Court would have entered the Immortal Realm and created a legend of longevity.

But now, the Heavenly Court has collapsed and there is no legend, but the Immortal Emperor has left behind a long-lasting reputation and is regarded as an existence beyond God. How can the descendants of the Heavenly Court give up?

The ripples from the horn collided violently with the blazing golden light of the Emperor's drum, affecting the battle situation. The strong men in this place risked their lives and rushed forward.

At this moment, the old man who chopped wood pulled out the broken hatchet behind him, and a shocking breath burst out. The white blade light rushed out from the ancient blade, shocking the universe. If the Immortal Emperor had not struck the Emperor with the Immortal Bell, how could this have happened? Perhaps the Heavenly Court would have entered the Immortal Realm and created a legend of longevity.

But now, the Heavenly Court has collapsed and there is no legend, but the Immortal Emperor has left behind a name that will last forever and is regarded as an existence beyond God. How can the descendants of the Heavenly Court give up?

The ripples from the horn collided violently with the blazing golden light of the Emperor's drum, affecting the battle situation. The strong men in this place risked their lives and rushed forward.

At this moment, the old man who was chopping wood pulled out the broken hatchet behind him, and a shocking breath burst out. The white blade light rushed out from the ancient blade body, shocking the universe.

For a time, the strong men of the ancient Heavenly Court had the upper hand. After all, the Immortal Queen and the Eight Gods were restrained by the Great Saint Body and could not distract themselves to attack.

The Immortal Emperor tried to launch a surprise attack several times, but this time he was watched closely by Wu Shi Zhong and Emperor Void, and it was difficult for him to use the sword light that could tear the universe apart to slash at the Quasi-Emperor on the battlefield again.

Shang Yi quietly left the place. He was naturally not stupid enough to join the battle at this time. He was just an immortal who could kill three times. Even if his spiritual power was not weaker than that of the Great Sage, he was still cannon fodder.

He went to the Fire Region, where he had carefully prepared gifts for the Immortal Emperor and Emperor Zun, the two behind-the-scenes masters.

Shang Yi was looking forward to what kind of expression the Immortal Emperor would show when this gift really appeared in the starry sky of the universe...