The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

Chapter 132: Killing the God King
This is a grand scene, with countless patterns of divine light flowing, laws roaring, divine power descending, and the sound of the great way resounding through the sky.

"The God King is reborn from the Nirvana, and he is breaking the shackles." A hundred miles away, the scene of the Dragon Pool appeared in Jiang Xuan's eyes.

Then he used the Xuan Guang technique to show the scene of the Dragon Pond in front of everyone.

In the Dragon Transformation Pond, the God King Jiang Taixu had a peaceful and serene look on his face. The shadow of the God filled with holiness moved like a crash into the sky, shattering mountains and rivers. He interpreted the God King's Law to the extreme, and the wind and clouds changed in the blink of an eye.

"The God King has not yet completely transformed and needs pressure. There is no way to break the shackles under normal circumstances." The big black dog muttered.

The Kingdom of God came into the world, and all kinds of God's laws resounded, turning into the most terrifying furnace in the world, burning and refining that unparalleled fist intent, sometimes it was extremely hard and yang, sometimes it was extremely yin and soft, and sometimes it was neutral and peaceful.

Jiang Taixu's real body was sitting cross-legged in the Dragon Transformation Pool. Endless roaring sounds came from his body. His blood was like a continuous flow of surging river water, and like a boundless ocean with huge waves rising up, shaking the divine city.

On its body surface, dense Taoist patterns emerged, filled with sacred and immortal meanings, especially the kingdom of God behind it was shining brightly. Although it was just an interpretation of the truth, it had a great power that opened up a real world.

The God King Jiang Taixu was like a sleeping god among all gods, ready to wake up at any time, and then suppress the nine heavens with his boundless power, looking down on the world and overlooking all enemies in the world.

"There is a terrifying wave, someone is here to kill the God King." Looking at the Xuan Guang Shu in the air, Pang Bo said in a deep voice.

Ye Fan was also shocked. The Xuan Guang Technique was constantly vibrating. There was a terrifying divine power fluctuating. A Saint Lord-level strong man was approaching the Dragon Pool and was about to kill him.

In the distant sky, the blood energy was surging like a vast ocean, and like the ups and downs of a boundless sea, thirteen extremely terrifying divine powers were vaguely connected to each other. It was a force so strong that it was difficult to describe, vast and broad, as if it was suppressed by an ancient sacred mountain.

"Jiang Taixu, I'm here to take your head!"

"God King Jiang Taixu, you have dominated an era and that is enough. There is no need to live again!"

"Since ancient times, there have been only a few people who have killed the peerless God King. Today, I am fortunate to have my hands stained with the blood of God. This is a great pleasure in life."

Thirteen Saint Lord-level figures came over, their bodies shrouded in mist, and their true appearance could not be seen. Their words, the endless murderous intent in their words, seeped into every corner of the God City, making everyone feel cold all over. Is the King of God ultimately powerless to save the situation?
The divine city is shaking, thirteen saint-level figures are coming together, the sky is trembling with each step. Who can be their match? Even the ancient sages would most likely struggle to survive in such a life-or-death situation.

The earth-shaking extinction intent swept across the Dragon Pool. Thirteen super-powerful figures walked forward with their hands behind their backs, sneering continuously. They were determined to kill the God King tonight.

"No matter how powerful you are, you are the only one who survives. Jiang Taixu, no matter how great your abilities are, or how great your attack is in the past five thousand years, tonight is the day you die!"

From a distance of a thousand feet, a terrifying Saint Lord shot out a magic light bottle. The demonic energy was chilling and the cold light was captivating. At first it was as big as a bowl, but in an instant it became a hundred feet high, like a divine bottle that swallowed the sky and the earth, and smashed towards Jiang Taixu's forehead.

This is a supreme killing technique. A Saint Lord-level strongman attacked at night. He didn't care about the demeanor of a strong man. He wanted to kill the God King by any means necessary. He didn't give him a chance to struggle and let him die with regret.

boom!
Suddenly, two peerless divine rays shot out from the Hualong Pond, piercing through the void and the world, like the first ray of light at the beginning of the world. Everyone's divine power was shaken, their steps were no longer stable, they stumbled back, and almost fell from the sky. The two divine rays that rushed out of Jiang Taixu's eyes were like two god-killing swords, condensed from countless Dao patterns, and rushed straight into the sky, with infinite divine power.

This was not a true magic weapon or immortal sword, but at this moment it contained an unparalleled killing technique, evolving into a divine sword, looking down upon the Thirteen Holy Lords, with divine light running wild, treating this terrifying Holy Lord-level figure as a kind of Taoist pattern, which shot out violently to sharpen itself.

The divine light cut through the void, illuminating the sky above, causing the thirteen holy lords to retreat violently. The one who attacked them was even pierced through directly, and then their immortal platforms collapsed, their souls perished, and they were killed on the spot.

Countless people were horrified, and all the monks in the entire divine city were stunned.

How powerful must this be? What state is the God King General Taixu in? What kind of Tao and law is he evolving to be so powerful?
Isn’t it said that Jiang Taixu’s essence has been almost exhausted and he is very old?
“Retreat!” The Twelve Saint Lords were all trembling in mind and body. Their foolproof attack had unexpectedly encountered an unexpected turn.

The intelligence was wrong. The Divine King Jiang Taixu was not as haggard and weak as the intelligence said!

Originally, as long as one person went up and used any method at random, Jiang Taixu would be killed and die with regret. He never expected that such a unique method would appear at the critical moment.

The Dao Vase disappeared directly, and the black light in the sky dissipated. In the end, only two divine lights like heavenly spears were left, slashing down fiercely. No matter how hard the mysterious saint resisted, he could not do it, and he could not avoid it. He had no chance to use his countless means and magic weapons. They were all turned into ashes, and his body and soul were destroyed.

"How is this possible?" The Twelve Holy Lords were horrified, their whole bodies felt as if they were falling into an ice cellar. It was just two glances, and Jiang Taixu's real body did not move at all. He sat cross-legged in the Dragon Transformation Pond, and he killed a big shot of the same level so easily. This extraordinary method made them shudder.

"Oh no! The Divine City is blocked by the Great Emperor's formation. We can't withdraw!"

"He is gaining enlightenment. Jiang Taixu is not truly a saint. He is borrowing our power to break the shackles. We must not let him succeed in breaking through. Let's attack together!" A saint saw that Jiang Taixu did not press on the victory and was still sitting cross-legged and practicing magic, and he understood it instantly.

The twelve holy lords roared together and attacked frantically.

Just a glance represented by two lines of lines, but it could penetrate a Saint Lord-level figure. This terrifying method would shock the whole world.

What kind of principles and laws was the Divine King Jiang Taixu interpreting? It was so frightening that it made people feel cold all over. Countless cultivators in the Divine City were paying attention to this battle, and they all felt a chill running up from the soles of their feet and rushing up to their heads.

At this moment, the Twelve Holy Lords attacked the Dragon Pond together, not giving him a chance to break free from the shackles. They wanted to destroy this unparalleled state of Taoism and kill him inside the Dragon Pond before he could break through.

The might was earth-shaking, and the twelve holy lords roared ferociously. They were usually high and mighty, dominating the life and death of billions of lives, but at this time they were being used as whetstones. Even at their level, they couldn't help but get furious.

A holy lord roared, and appeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye. He held a spear in his hand and stabbed forward. As the spear was swung, lines of Taoism intertwined and formed a thousand-foot-long net that covered him.

(End of this chapter)