Peerless God Emperor

The young man with red hair was named Meng Hong, an inner disciple of the Shenhuo Sect.

As he moved his hands, the temperature in the surrounding air suddenly increased, and the rocks showed signs of being melted. His whole person was like a scorching sun, rushing towards awakening.

Awakening expression was indifferent, and he bombed out with a punch that didn't evade. It seemed simple, but it contained majestic physical power.

There was a boom.

Meng Hong was blasted off directly, with a spring of blood spewing out of his mouth, staring at awakening with a horrified expression, and said, "Demigod in flesh?"

"Forget it!" Su Xing didn't explain much. The punch he just used only used the power of Nine Dragons, otherwise Meng Hong would have been torn apart.

The reason why his men are merciful is that they don't want to grudge with the Shenhuo Sect. After all, Youkong Mountain is the territory of others, and he is waiting for someone new, and he needs time to adapt to the God Realm.

"Let's go! This Youkong Mountain, after I practice for a period of time, I will leave." Su Xing said simply.

"Okay!" Meng Hong arched his hands towards Awakening, and said: "Youkong Mountain is not a major place. It is only a dispensable existence for our Shenhuo Sect. You can rest assured to practice here, don't disturb, and leave!"

After speaking, Meng Hong left with a group of Shenhuo disciples.

"Is it so easy to talk?"

"Tsk! This kid looks like a bad stomach!"

"It's just a holy monarch realm kid who can't get over the big waves. Let's get used to the God Realm first."

Several comments came from the cave.

The Pirates and the others, each with a scheming plan, saw through Meng Hong at a glance, but they were rejected by the gods and couldn't leave in a short time.

"I hope he won't find his own way." Su Xing narrowed his eyes, turned and returned to the cave, adapting to the God Realm is not an overnight effort, which lasts for several years and for decades.

Compared to the infinite life span of the gods, this time is actually nothing.

...

Millions of miles away from Kongyou Mountain, there is a majestic mountain group with many buildings on it, which is as magnificent as a heavenly palace, and it is the location of the Shenhuo Sect.

A group of Shenhuo disciples headed by Meng Hong returned here.

"Brother Meng Hong, you have been injured by that person, so don't you plan to pursue it?" A disciple of the Shenhuo faction hesitated for a while, and finally asked.

"Huh! He is just a demigod, he really thinks he can deter me?"

Meng Hong snorted coldly, changed his face completely, and smiled. "We Sacred Fire dominates the land in a radius of tens of thousands of miles. There are many gods in the door. The cultivation base of the sovereign is even more unpredictable. Can't you be a little demigod?"

"But... Youkong Mountain is not a big place. Most of the elders of the sect are practicing with great concentration. No one cares about such small things!"

"I didn't plan to ask the elders of the Zongmen to take action. I counted the time. It is not far from the end of the retreat of the senior brother. Once the senior brother has cultivated to become a master, it will be enough to deal with that kid." Meng Hongdao.

"Master!"

Hearing that, a group of Shenhuo disciples couldn't help but shine.

These people have always had a good relationship with the big brother. If you ask the big brother to do this kind of thing, the other party will definitely not refuse.

"Then how long will the big brother leave the customs?"

"About half a year, the senior brother retreats this time to break through to the gods. It is of great importance."

"With the qualifications of the big brother, there must be no problem."

A group of Shenhuo disciples headed by Meng Hong came to a mountain shortly afterwards, and they all looked at a magnificent palace.

The palace was surrounded by powerful formations and couldn't see everything inside, but Meng Hong and others knew that the big brother Lin Xuanyu was retreating inside.

The half-year wait is not particularly long.

Meng Hong and others chose to practice on-site in the mountains, and time passed quickly.

In an instant, half a year passed.

On this day, the formation surrounding the hall automatically dissipated, and then a majestic breath spread out, covering the entire mountain, even spreading outside.

Rumble!

The mountain trembled, and thunder rolled out.

Accompanied by a long howl, a figure rose into the sky, wearing a flaming red robe, with a slender body and a handsome face, exuding a sacred and powerful aura.

"Congratulations, big brother, finally cultivated to master the spirit, shed the mortal womb, and enjoy the gods."

A group of people headed by the Tigers hurriedly flew over and congratulated them.

"You do have the intention."

Lin Xuanyu, the big brother of the Shenhuo faction, smiled at everyone.

Soon after, a few rays of light flew from the sky and landed not far from Lin Xuanyu. It was some elders of the Shenhuo faction who came to congratulate Lin Xuanyu for breaking through to the gods.

In the God Realm, only when you become a **** can you be truly recognized, otherwise, you will be inferior to others after all.

For one thing, there is a big difference in lifespan. Gods live with the sky and have endless lifespan, while ordinary martial arts have a limited lifespan.

Secondly, the level of life is different. God and holy cultivation are the difference between **** and mortal, just like a tiger and an ant. It is impossible to be friends and there is no common topic.

Lin Xuanyu held a banquet to thank friends for their congratulations and also celebrated becoming a god.

After three days and three nights, the banquet was over.

This is the most lively scene of the Shenhuo faction in recent years.

The sects of the God Realm usually have nothing to do and are very peaceful, because everyone is busy cultivating, especially those gods, whose life is eternal and has no concept of time.

Often a retreat means that thousands of years have passed.

Some new beginner disciples were unable to become gods due to their limited aptitude. They didn't even see a **** until they were old, which seemed very sad.

"Brother, we ran into something in Youkong Mountain six months ago..." When the banquet was over, Meng Hong and others finally spoke about Youkong Mountain.

"On the site of the God Fire faction, how dare you hurt you?" Lin Xuanyu wrinkled his brows, and said solemnly, "What is the origin of those people?"

"I don't know!" Meng Hong paused, and then said: "It's probably because of the breath of the law of God."

"Then it would be bold." Lin Xuanyu's expression turned cold.

The location of the sect is very elegant, and most of them will choose places with a strong atmosphere of Shinto law to establish sects, which obviously has great benefits for the development of a sect.

Because of this, in the marginal area of ​​a sect, some casual cultivators sometimes pop up, hiding somewhere to practice silently. After all, cultivating in a place where the laws of the gods are strong will have a multiplier effect.

As for whether or not to drive away those casual cultivators, it all depends on the mood of that sect. If you are in a good mood, you don't bother to take care of it.

But now, Su Xing and others not only rubbed the spirit of the Shendao law of the Shenhuo Sect, but also wounded the disciple of the Shenhuo Sect in an open manner?

Lin Xuanyu felt that he couldn't bear it, and just broke through to the **** realm, and wanted to move his hands and feet. "Go to Youkong Mountain, I want to see which guys are so bold." Lin Xuanyu gave an order and flew out that day.