Martial Saint!.

Chapter 622 The Storm is Coming (asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)
The expression of Yanming Jiezun became increasingly gloomy.

He sneered, "A bunch of rabble, do you really think that Tianxia can change its fate just because Lu Chenzhou appeared? Only two realm kings died, and the four of us are still alive and well."

The Thunder Realm Lord said, "Why don't we kill a few weaklings first to serve as a warning to the rest? I know where the Diaoshan old man lives in seclusion. This old man must be jealous of us annexing his hometown world. He was forbearing before, but now that he sees that Tianxia is so powerful, he dares to jump out and compete with us."

"No, don't worry about them for now. Lu Chenzhou's reputation is at its peak, and the emotions of many civilizations have been aroused by Tianxia. If we kill the old man Diaoshan at this juncture, it may have the opposite effect. We should remain silent and show weakness to the enemy for the time being. After my third step, I will launch a large-scale encirclement and suppression to try to eliminate Lu Chenzhou."

"It's best to enslave this boy with secret methods. We need Lu Chenzhou's Taixu Dao to open the gate of the tower."

……

The world of Yanming.

The red sword is like a mountain, spanning heaven and earth.

The Lord of the Yanming Realm sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, with the mysterious and complex fiery red auras intertwined and entangled, causing his momentum to continue to rise, like wolf smoke billowing into the sky.

All around him was pure white powder formed by the exhaustion of the power of tens of thousands of high-quality Yuan Stones.

"I have completed ten bloodline awakenings now. Once I stabilize my state, I will be in the late stage. The Fire Dao is also at the peak level of the seventh level. In three years at the fastest and ten years at the slowest, I will definitely be able to comprehend the eighth level."

Ten awakenings + the eighth level of the path can reach the third step. With the clan's magic weapon, you will be invincible in the universe.

"Boundary Lord."

A red-haired old woman appeared silently at some point, exuding the aura of an early eighth realm.

She was the wife of the previous generation of Jiezun, and the mother of Yanming Jiezun. She was good at divination and prediction, and knew a thing or two about the road of fate. Therefore, she usually served as the high priest in the clan, responsible for communicating with the sleeping spirit of the clan artifact and conveying the will of God.

Yan Ming Jie Zun frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?"

"I communicated with the gods last night and made some predictions about the future of the gods with the help of their power. I saw the sword collapse, Yanming collapse, and the kings of the realms fell like rain... Perhaps, we are wrong in this war. Before it evolves into an eight-realm war, the realm masters should stop."

The old woman sighed slightly.

Yanming Realm Master sneered.

"Even you don't believe me?"

"I believe you, but I believe in the spirit of the artifact more. The gods can see farther than we can."

The Lord of Yanming Realm smiled.

His expression was complicated, and he said in a cold voice: "Bullshit! I don't believe in fate. The so-called fate is just a lie. Great Lord Chi Ji is the Lord of Fate, but he can't change the ending of death, right?

In the Great Desolation period, the Dao Palace had a master, and we, the descendants of gods, could not become gods no matter how much we practiced. Now in the era of great destruction, the order of the universe has been redefined. This is the best era. With the foundation of the God Court, we are one step ahead.

As long as I completely refine the clan artifact, take the lead in becoming a demigod, and then integrate the five elements and the eight major clans of wind, thunder, and ice, there is hope that I can reshape chaos, become a god in the new era, take back the divine power stolen by the evil gods, gather thousands of powers and become the strongest in the universe. I have long seen that even becoming a god cannot completely dominate fate.

From the ancient conferring of the gods to the ancient wars between gods, everything was a conspiracy of certain people. Gods also live in a cage built by the will of the universe. Only by becoming the master of the cage and dominating the will of the universe can one be qualified to control one's own destiny. "

The old woman stayed where she was.

"Master, you...you are crazy."

She originally thought that the Realm Lord just wanted to advance to the demigod level through war.

She didn't expect that the Realm Master actually wanted to seek the will of the universe? This was something she couldn't even think about.

This is taboo!

"Mother, you are old, your eyes are dim, and you can't see the way forward... The God Clan's success or failure is due to blood. What I have done is actually to get rid of the shackles of blood and let the God Clan step out of Bifang's shadow. Should we control the sword instead of the sword controlling us? I still like you to be my beacon like when we were children."

"Yuan'er..." The old woman called out the nickname of Yanming Realm Lord. The next moment, she looked at her chest with a complicated expression. A strong hand pierced through and took out a heart burning with red flames.

The old woman's body burned fiercely, and eventually turned into a red feather of Bifang that shone with divine light.

Yanming Jiezun inserted it into his heart. Inside the atrium, there was another larger Bifang red feather.

That's his father.

"You are reunited in my heart."

There was fire burning in his eyes, and he could vaguely see the red Taoist palace high in the sky, and the Bifang skeletons scattered in front of the palace, blocking out the sky.

There are piles of bones in front of the Taoist temple.

"So this is the eighth level. I have seen the path to the third level, and I have also seen Lu Chenzhou and Tianxia Civilization's...Death Star."

The high priest died mysteriously.

It soon spread throughout the world.

From then on, no one in the Red Feather Clan dared to advise Yan Ming Jie Zun to stop the war.

……

The top leaders of the Thunder Realm, Hanging Mountain Realm, and Fierce Wind Realm also had a heated discussion on whether to continue the war, and they were divided into two factions.

However, the pro-war faction has always been the mainstream. Although Lei Wanliu and Qiu Kuangyi are strong, they are not in the eighth realm. As long as the Realm Lord, the pillar of civilization, does not fall, there is no need to be afraid.

……

"King Wu Lu Chenzhou? This little guy has become even stronger. With my current attainment of the seventh level of illusion, if I want to hunt him down without external help, my hope is slim. I didn't expect that I, Tian Gu, a second-step powerhouse, would have such a hard time killing a seventh-level expert." Somewhere in Xuantian Realm, the Taoist took his hand out of the brain of a miner who was rescued by Lu Chenzhou.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. It seems necessary to talk to the Thunder Realm Lord."

Tian Gu Taoist betrayed his mother and is now wanted by the Forbidden Star Palace. He is homeless, but he doesn't care. He just wants to intercept Lu Chenzhou's fortune. As long as he can get it, everything else will be nothing.

……

"Interesting. A body of the Seventh Realm, but with the combat power of the Near Eighth Realm, which has ruined the reputation of the Divine Alliance. What is the secret of this little guy?"

In the sea of ​​ruins, a black boat was sailing. A girl in black gauze was stroking the black cat in her arms. In her palm was a compass-like talisman, showing the location of the Yao Chi fairy.

"If we want to make a move, we have to do it before this boy advances to the eighth realm. Lu Chenzhou's eighth realm catastrophe will surely alarm Xuantian and he will be unable to hide. Although I have the combat power of the third step, it takes all my strength to fight a rabbit. It's better to wait until he passes the catastrophe before making a move. This kid has mastered too many great ways and is too slippery."

The black boat broke through the air and headed towards Xuantian.

……

"Finally the ceremony is ready."

Somewhere in the sea surrounded by stars, a strange and ancient altar was formed on an asteroid with a diameter of a thousand miles. Every inch of land was soaked with blood. There were humans and demons, totaling three billion people.

"Nowadays, many second-step and third-step masters have begun to appear in the Three Thousand Worlds. It is really not easy to find sacrifices. If I didn't have the seventh-level cause and effect to cover up the secrets of heaven, I would have been captured by the old ancestor Kunxu in the Bitter Bamboo World. This old man has one foot in the threshold of great power. It's really terrifying."

The Moon-Watching Demon Saint was still frightened.

"Fortunately, I have mastered the lower-grade eighth-rank [Cursed Treasure Cloth], which should increase the success rate by 30%."

Cursed robe.

It is woven with the resentment of countless lives and cause and effect as the thread. A piece of precious robe requires a lot of effort and resources. It is a consumable treasure and can only be used three to five times.

“The Cursed Robe, the Evil Star Formation, and the [Heavenly Toad Poison Curse] that I used by burning my divine blood to perform the seventh-level Dao, an ordinary seventh-level cultivator would surely die if cursed. Lu Chenzhou has the blessing of luck, but he is not an eighth-level cultivator after all, so the mortality rate should be as high as 70%.” Moon-Watching Demon Saint calculated carefully, “I will curse him once first. If it doesn’t work, I will stop immediately and hide. When Lu Chenzhou is overcoming the calamity, I will curse him twice in a row and succeed in one fell swoop!”

He is cautious.

Lu Chenzhou is a strong enemy.

And he only has three chances.

"let's start."

The aura of cause and effect permeated around the Moon-gazing Demon Saint, covering the asteroid. Suddenly, the asteroid came to life and turned into a giant toad, covered with countless tumors and holes. Inside were the faces of humans and demons filled with resentment, and there were hundreds of millions of hands stretched out, which was extremely creepy.

The cursed robe moves without wind.

With the help of the power of the magic circle and the treasured robe, a strange resonance was formed, which subtly made the Moon-Watching Demon Saint's aura rise to a higher level, approaching the late stage. Not only that, the seventh-level cause and effect path was also sublimated, and with the rise of consciousness, it was approaching the eighth level.

"This attack is close to the curse of a third-step strongman. Even a second-step strongman has a small chance of sudden death. I hope it will succeed this time."

The Moon-gazing Demon Saint clasped his hands together, and sat down on the toad, with billions of arms, deep into the cause and effect lines of all living beings in the Xuantian Realm, constantly searching. Having reached his level, there was no need to deliberately look for a medium.

Anyone in Xuantian can be cursed to death directly!

What happened to Youtong is just child's play.

"found it."

A pair of pale hands grasped a golden silk thread that stretched in all directions, intertwining the causes and effects of many gods, Xuantian natives, and all living beings in Tianxia.

The owner of the silk thread was Lu Chenzhou.

The face of the demon saint Wangyue was solemn. He gathered 90% of his demon power, and the causal essence was constantly attached to the golden thread. He kept muttering to himself, sweating, and constantly brushing various poisonous particles on it. The Toad King not only controlled the cause and effect, but also had a high level of attainment in poison. It can even be said that he was not much weaker than the Saint Lord. It was just that he was the most famous for the cause and effect, so the world forgot that the Toad King himself was a peerless poison. Therefore, Wangyue's poison was also at the sixth level.

He sneered sinisterly:
"Lu Chenzhou, you didn't expect that, did you? This demon saint is giving you buy one get one free. I'm combining two killing moves. Even if you are lucky enough to withstand the curse, you can't withstand the poison. There is always a way to die that is prepared for you."

Perfect and seamless curse!

Lu Chenzhou can rest in peace if he dies in this way.

"Tian Chan's Finger!"

The Moon-gazing Demon Saint pointed into the void.

In an instant, a faint light disappeared along the line of cause and effect, ignoring the distance of time and space, and descended on the continent.

And at this time.

Lu Chenzhou was drinking and chatting happily.

Some time ago, the Tianxia Legion captured five small mines of the Protoss with great force. The Protoss had no choice but to withdraw their troops and now they are holding on to the Dongji Boundary Tower.

The situation is very good.

"Come on, let's drink this glass of wine."

Lu Chenzhou suddenly felt a palpitation, and a glass of wine was spilled. He fell violently to the ground. Because he lost control of his body and his body was extremely dense, he directly cracked the ground within a mile radius.

"Military Lord?!"

A group of strong men quickly surrounded them.

(End of this chapter)