The Ultimate Sword Master

The mysterious world is huge.

Although it is called a realm, it is comparable to the large areas of later generations, and it does not make too much concessions. The vastness of the area makes it difficult for even a monk who returns to the first realm to understand the whole situation.

Behind the endless army of divine servants and monsters.

A temple with an ancient style and full of domineering ferocity stands on the top of the peaks. Below the temple and at the foot of the mountains, countless devout servants of the god kneel on the ground with fanatical expressions, chanting words and praying non-stop.

Visible to the naked eye.

A trace of the transparent power of faith, which is like hair, full of strangeness and mystery, escapes from each believer, gathers together, and sinks into the temple!

The interior space of the temple is huge.

In the blood-mist-like divine power floating away, more than a dozen mountain-like figures could be faintly seen.

Six arms and three eyes.

Extremely tall.

The divine power is pure and powerful, and they are all orthodox gods, and they are all the kings of gods!

The power of faith spreads.

About one-tenth of it was submerged into the bodies of the God Kings, which improved their strength to varying degrees, while the remaining parts seemed to be pulled by some kind of force and fell deep into the temple without a trace.

After a long time.

A god king in the center flicked his eyes and opened his eyes!

"I'm about to advance."

Hear the words.

The other god kings also opened their eyes and looked at him.

God King, Nappa!

He is also the first divine king under Lord Jiumo!

"How's the battle going?"

There was not much joy on Naba's face. He opened and closed his eyes, looked at a corner of the temple, and said indifferently: "Have you ever taken down Xuanjie?"

"Never."

From the corner, a faint voice came out.

The blood mist is floating.

A figure wrapped in a black robe loomed. Under the black robe, there was a white-haired middle-aged man. He was thin and had a vicissitudes of life. His aura was deep and thick, and his specific cultivation level could not be seen. Moreover, there was not a trace of blood on his body. Characteristics of the Gods.

He is actually a pure human being!

The appearance of the human race in the temple seemed very sudden, but neither Naba nor the other god-kings were surprised by it, and seemed to have long been accustomed to it.

"waste!"

A god king said coldly: "When you were in the upper and lower realms, you made an agreement with the emperor. Within a thousand years, you will wipe out the human race, level all realms, and turn the human world into a place of faith. But now... hum!"

Lord Jiumo.

Domineering, conceited, arrogant.

When he came that year, he rejected the suggestions of many fellow gods and insisted on taking only a dozen god kings from his headquarters, claiming that within a thousand years, he would wipe out the human race and completely turn the world into a super religious kingdom of gods!

At the beginning.

After his arrival, he pushed forward smoothly, breaking through eight realms in a row, gathering countless believers and servants, making him invincible and invincible!

Until.

Came to the mysterious world!

"Your Majesty's ambition is on earth!"

Naba said quietly: "But now the footsteps of my army have been blocked by a mere mysterious world for nearly two hundred years. Even the Lord himself... is it that you are not trying your best, or that the Lord has given you less benefits?"

in the voice.

There was a hint of resentment.

Not only did he feel that Lord Jiumo was too headstrong, but he also felt that these human believers in front of him were disobedient and were too useless!

Fight to feed war!

Use people to waste people!

This was the decision made by Lord Jiumo at the beginning of his arrival.

Follow the normal plan.

They should have occupied a small part of the human race's mountains and rivers now, forming a rivalry with those hidden forces. And Naba can rely on the endless power of faith to advance to the level of divine king early!

But now...

But he encountered the hardest nut to crack since the advent of Xuanjie, and he has not yet advanced, and is still just a god king!

"You shouldn't say this to me."

Faced with the question, the figure calmly said: "You should tell them that as divine envoys, they are depriving the emperor of their salary, and their loyalty to the emperor cannot break the boundaries. It will hinder your ability to become a god king. It is their incompetence."

boom!

Naba's expression turned cold, and a red light loomed in the third eye between his eyebrows, staring closely at the figure: "You are also a divine envoy! Why don't you take action?"

The figure suddenly fell silent.

"It's true that I am an envoy of God."

After a moment, he spoke slowly, but his tone was still calm: "But I made an agreement with the Lord in advance, and I will only obey his orders. You have no right to ask me how to act! If you feel that the speed is too slow, why not go by yourself?"

"you……"

Naba's tone was choked.

They are just god kings. Facing Wu Chengfeng and the cultivators from the Xuan Realm who are going crazy, even if they are put together, they are not enough to hold them with one hand!

"The Lord God will wake up soon!"

He looked at the figure coldly: "I'll see how you explain it to him then!"

"..."

The figure was silent for a moment and said softly: "It's not your turn to worry about it now."

While talking.

Under the black robe, a pair of calm eyes looked into the depths of the temple, with a hint of complexity flashing through them.

Nine great envoys.

Even the weakest Ninth God Envoy is almost at the Origin Realm. He can easily crush Nappa and these God Kings to death.

But no one dares to do this.

on the contrary.

A group of god kings who are usually aloof from above can actually shout at them.

The former is a given.

The latter, willingly.

reason.

It’s all on Lord Jiumo!

This divine king was so powerful, advanced so quickly, so skillful, and so resourceful... He left a huge shadow on everyone!

Including him, the first divine envoy!

…

Very deep in the temple.

The scarlet blood-red divine power is extremely viscous, more than ten times thicker than outside, like a river of blood!

The blood river is in the center.

A protoss was immersed in the divine power, his eyes were slightly closed, and a pure and rich power of faith continued to surge from the outside and submerged into his eyebrows.

Every additional point in the power of faith.

The scarlet divine power will become more viscous, and the aura on his body will become more powerful!

He looks very strange.

His skin is not like the blue-grey color of ordinary gods, but more like the skin color of humans. His stature is also not tall, only eight feet, which is a head shorter than those ancient gods. Although he has six arms, his eyebrows are strangely There is no third eye, but a red mark with endless mystery!

It is Lord Jiumo!

suddenly.

The red mark between his eyebrows trembled, flickering on and off for a moment, causing the blood river to boil!

Brush it!

His eyes opened instantly, and his eyes were full of dominance, indifference, and cruelty!

Don't know why.

The mark between his eyebrows suddenly sounded a warning, making him instinctively aware of an inexplicable sense of crisis...a sense of crisis that could be fatal!

Where does the sense of crisis come from.

He didn't know.

But past experience told him that his instincts and the warning signs from the marks between his eyebrows should never be underestimated!

Think of this.

He turned his eyes and looked outside the temple. The blood river under his body evaporated instantly, turning into a trace of overbearing divine power and spreading out, with a faint trace of his own will in it!

"Could it be..."

"What changes occurred?"

Speak slowly.

His voice was surprisingly mellow and gentle.