The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

When had he ever suffered such a big loss?

Even if Li Qingyue didn't die, he would kill her completely.

“Qingyue!”

At this time, Yan Wushuang, Yang Wuzheng and others approached quickly, their voices trembling with fear.

Looking at the dark vortex that looked like the word "劫", he was unable to sense the changes in it for a moment.

"Humph!"

Seeing these five people, the Son of God Yuhua suddenly snorted coldly.

The pagoda above his head shone brightly once again, like a terrifying world pressing down on him.

"I'll take you to accompany her!"

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Chapter 68 What kind of mysterious method is this?

2023-05-03

The Son of God Yuhua shouted coldly, with murderous intent rising to the sky.

He took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of the five people.

"You deserve to die!"

Yan Wushuang became even more angry, his rage rising to the sky. The Qingcang Seal on his head burst out with endless golden light, surrounding his body.

The next moment, an indomitable spirit and an unyielding spirit burst out from Yan Wushuang.

The intent of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was even more powerful at this moment.

It suddenly exploded with the intention of destroying everything.

"roll!"

Yan Wushuang shouted loudly, and a pair of golden fists struck the sky, smashing hard into the pagoda that was suppressing him.

"Rumble..."

The pagoda trembled and shook.

It seemed as if it would fall from the head of the Son of God in the next moment.

But in the end, it still stayed above the head of the Son of God, as big as a mountain, dropping endless divine light, guarding the Son of God.

"Today... I will kill you!"

Yang Wuzheng's eyes were filled with bloodshot, his Taoist aura was boiling, and in an instant he merged into the heaven and earth.

A body that is close to the Tao is naturally close to the heaven, earth and nature.

At this moment, Yang Wuzheng had pushed his power to the extreme, and the whole world seemed to be filled with endless murderous intent because of his will.

"Ding……"

The sound of the piano is vast, and a picture of a vast universe appears with the sound of the piano.

The strands of piano music evolved the essence and principles of Tao, and with the sharpness of creating the world, they tore through everything and pounced towards the Son of God.

"Boom!"

It was like the sound of the creation of the world, or the song of the opening of the way, and all of them were cut on the pagoda.

Let the pagoda roar continuously.

Even the Son of God who was standing under the pagoda found it difficult to keep his balance for a moment and was forced to retreat continuously due to the shock.

"kill!"

The Saint Son Yaoguang, the Saint Girl Tianxuan, and the Saint Son Tianquan all shouted coldly, with murderous intent filling the sky.

At this moment, there are no words.

The hatred has been established, and the Son of God Yuhua will not let them go, and they will not just sit there and wait to die.

Only fighting.

The strong survive and the weak die.

For a moment, six figures intertwined and the heaven and earth roared continuously.

The five geniuses attacked at the same time, activated their sacred weapons, and used various methods, but they were still unable to suppress the Son of God.

The power of that pseudo-imperial weapon is beyond imagination.

No matter how many people attacked, they were unable to break it in a short period of time.

The only thing he could do was to force the Son of God to retreat continuously. His body was as heavy as a mountain, and the ground under his feet was shaking continuously.

"Rumble..."

The look of the Holy Son of Tianquan suddenly turned cold, cruelty grew, and a bright light shone from his body.

That light was as dazzling as the scorching sun.

Finally, they all gathered in his palm and evolved into a divine pot with endless light.

The divine pot was extremely illusory, with only a rough shape, but it was filled with endless Taoist aura.

The body of the pot is round, as if it is the interweaving of endless starry sky, or as if endless Taoist fire is burning.

Melting the heavens.

The mouth of the pot is slender and curved, like an illusory dragon hovering and swallowing everything in the world.

It actually caused the pagoda to tremble even more violently, and it kept rising into the air, trying to escape from the head of the Son of God.

"Is this... the Spirit Refining Pot?"

Seeing the mysterious method of the evolution of endless light, the Son of God Yuhua was slightly surprised.

No one would have expected that the Holy Son of Tianquan actually possessed the ancient emperor's inheritance and could even evolve the phantom of the Divine Refining Pot.

That is an imperial weapon.

The imperial weapon of the ancient emperor of the Light Clan is extremely powerful. It melts the heaven and refines the earth. It once covered the universe and the galaxy and was invincible in the world.

Even though the Holy Son of Tianquan is unable to evolve into his true form and has no imperial aura, he still possesses unparalleled combat power.

If he didn't possess the pseudo-imperial weapon, he might have been suppressed by several people.

"Om..."

The God Refining Pot cut through the sky, and divine light shone from the mouth of the pot, like a dragon sucking water, trying to take the Immortal Son of God into it.

The Son of God has a pagoda on his head, standing still like a mountain. With the shining light, he can tear everything apart.

A ray of imperial power burst out, and it directly shattered the phantom of the Spirit Refining Pot.

With his feet on the secret of "Xing", he moved forward like a ghost. Every time he paused, a terrifying attack would appear.

Under the massive attack, the five figures kept coughing up blood.

"Rumble..."

The five men attacked with great ferocity and showed no sign of giving in.

This was a great war. The void was constantly being torn apart, the earth was roaring, and it was constantly being lifted up and destroyed.

Especially the Six Paths of Samsara Fist, filled with golden light, like a terrifying golden star, carrying endless power, evolving the world of samsara.

Almost every punch caused the pseudo-imperial weapon to tremble continuously.

But it still couldn't break through the defense of the pseudo-imperial weapon.

This scene shocked everyone.

The power of the pseudo-imperial weapon is beyond imagination.

In addition, the strength of the Son of God Yuhua has reached the fourth extreme realm, which is stronger than them.

It is impossible to defeat them in a short period of time.

But just as several people were fighting, a bright light burst out from the dark thunder vortex where Li Qingyue was.

Like the ultimate light, it shines forever.

In that light, an enchanting figure appeared.

The next moment, a cold voice seemed to rise from the bottom of everyone's heart.

"cut!"

"Crack!"

The extremely bright light actually turned into a fairy sword and slashed fiercely on the dark vortex.

At that moment, everyone's expressions were shocked and they saw it clearly.

The vortex of disaster, originally formed by the gathering of pitch-black thunder, instantly split into two.

Half of the figure was formed by a vortex of dark thunder, full of endless destruction.

Half of it was condensed from the extremely bright divine light, like an illusory figure of the primordial spirit, full of vitality.

The two figures are like reincarnation, alternating between life and death, destruction and creation.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the figure formed by the dark vortex exploded with thunder.

The endless destructive force was reversed in that instant.

It was as if some extremely strong will or powerful magical power had reversed life and death.

The destructive thunder instantly transformed into endless essence of heaven and earth.

They swarmed and merged into the figure where divine light was gathered nearby.

"Kakaka..."