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Chapter 1133: Heavenly Chaos


It was an incomparably tragic battle, whether it was the armies of the Divine Realm and Hell, or the monks outside the territory, they all suffered countless casualties, blood was all over the ground, and corpses were sprinkled all over the void.

Feng Feiyun sacrificed the Demon Sword and the Feather Altar, turning it into a demonic magic sword and a ninety-nine-zhang high holy tablet, beating the four saints who had been blessed by the Tai Chi Bafang Altar to retreat, and blood continued to flow from their mouths.

"Bang" Feng Feiyun steadily ascended to the forty-third floor of the hexagram platform.

Below, there was a long roar, Wen Zu stepped on the stairs and rushed up, every time he took a step up, the strength in his body would double, and when he rushed to the top of the thirty-sixth hexagram platform, his breath could already be compared to Feng Feiyun.

The power of Wen Zu has long been fused with the Taiji Bafang Altar, and with the help of the power of the altar, his body emits a scroll-like aura like a sea of stars.

He held a scroll of divine books in his hand, and a magic pen in the other hand, writing the word "town".

Suddenly, a huge pressure fell on Feng Feiyun's body.

"Broken" Feng Feiyun's mouth spit out a sound wave, shattering the word "town" typed by Wen Zu.

"Can't let him go up on it."

Feng Feiyun was condescending, the battle axe slashed down, and his body fell on the thirty-sixth layer of the hexagram platform, and the divine power of the world cut off the magic pen in Wen Zu's hand.

Wen Zu's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly escaped into the altar space, threw up the divine book in his hand, and the eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight ancient words in the divine book rushed out and turned into eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight ancient swords.

"Sacrificial Sword" The thirty-sixth layer of the hexagram platform, the thirty-seventh layer of the hexagram platform, the thirty-eighth layer of the hexagram platform and the forty-fourth layer of the hexagram platform, each layer of the hexagram platform is a world, and there are hundreds of millions of extraterritorial creatures in each world.

This is a sacrificial sword with the blood of billions of living beings, condensing the power of the living beings of the eight worlds.

Eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight ancient swords, condensed into eight sword domains: Sword Mountain, Sword City, Sword River, Sword Palace, Sword Cliff, Sword Star, Sword Dragon, and Sword Rain.

"Boom" The power of the eight sword intents is simply terrifying, and on the Taiji Bagua Altar, it is simply able to kill the power of the eight ancestral saints.

The Tai Chi Bagua Altar is their home field, just like Feng Feiyun is in the Forbidden Land, and the Ancestral Saint Realm can defeat the Yang Pole Heavenly God.

Here, although the strength of Feng Feiyun and the others was not suppressed, the strength of the monks of the Taiji Palace became stronger, and they were even able to fight across borders.

Feng Feiyun's whole body was wrapped in the golden silkworm Buddha qi, and he made one after another Buddha palm prints, against the eight sword intent worlds sacrificed by Wen Zu.

"Boom" Outside the Taiji Palace, there were dense reinforcements to kill.

The earth-shattering fluctuations in the Divine Prison have already alarmed the powerful people outside the region, and they will never allow the saints imprisoned in the Divine Prison to be rescued and send a large army to suppress them.

Not only the powerhouses of Taiji Palace, but also the powerhouses of the Dark Mixed Yuan World, the War King Mixed Yuan World, the Twin Mixed Yuan World, and the Ceres God Mixed Yuan World, among which there are many supreme figures of the Ancestral Saint and Divine level, who are pressed over like a sea of people.

"The entire Great World of Lost Pearls will be incinerated into ashes, do you still want to do the dying struggle?"

The anode god stood at the forefront, wearing a crown of gods and a golden belt around his waist, and the light on his body was brighter than the stars "Oh no, the Anode God has arrived, if he uses the power of the altar, no one in the world is his opponent."

Everyone saw the Anode Celestial God coming from the chaos, with an endless extraterritorial army behind him, and the number of Sages exceeded a thousand.

Thousands of saints, hundreds of millions of soldiers, overwhelmingly overwhelmed.

The Anode Heavenly God stepped on the first layer of the altar, and suddenly his face changed slightly, and the feet that stepped on the altar were quickly retracted.

At the moment when his feet were withdrawn, the first layer of the altar was shattered, and a headless clay figure came out of the chaotic world in the altar, holding the Gan Qi "Gan" as a shield and the "Qi" as an axe, with infinite power, tearing apart 800 time and space, bombarding the Anode Celestial God, and blasting the Anode Celestial God upside down.

The headless clay figure stood beneath the altar with an ancient aura on it, like an eternal deity on the altar.

One foot on the ground "Boom" Hundreds of billions of extraterritorial creatures were shocked to death and turned into waves of blood and white bones The Anode Heavenly God stabilized his figure, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and his eyes were furious, "Human Ancestor, you are not dead yet" The mud body of the headless clay figure cracked more, shooting out colorful essences, as if it would be broken at any time, but it still stood there steadily, immovable, and there was a tendency to look at the nine heavens.

"Huh" A meteoric holy arrow tore through the sky, dragging a tail dozens of miles long, piercing the chest of an extraterritorial saint, and nailing his body to a mountain.

The Falling Holy Arrow drew a beautiful arc, flew back again, and fell into the hands of the Tomb Mansion Master.

The lord of the tomb mansion stood on the top of a palace, wearing a purple robe, with long hair like snow, holding a broken immortal bow, carrying four meteorite arrows on his back, his eyes were lonely and deep, looking down at the extraterritorial creatures below.

"Roar" A dragon roar shook the heavens and the earth.

A three-million-mile-long black dragon flew out of the chaos, its scales as big as mountains, its horns like mountains, its eighteen eyes like lakes, and its tail leaping, surging in time and space.

A mouthful of dragon breath spit out from the dragon's mouth, scattering the formation formed by dozens of extraterritorial saints, and all the saints shattered the holy body.

The "Great Demon Dragon" Anode God stared at the giant dragon, his eyes full of cruelty.

The big demon dragon turned into a human form and landed at the bottom of the Taiji Bafang Altar, his black robe mopping the floor, his eyes were full of demonic brilliance, and he said: "Anode Heavenly God, dare to fight" The breath of the anode god was strong, and he sacrificed the ancient ship of yellow mud and said, "Let's go up together" "You guard the altar, and it is enough for the old man to go to fight."

Renzu held the ganqi, and the body bloomed with colorful divine light, although the head has been broken, but the fighting spirit on the body is still inextinguishable, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

Renzu and the Anode Heavenly God fought fiercely for the second time, the difference is that last time, the Anode Heavenly God could use the power of the Taiji Bafang Altar, but this time, it was under the altar to fight.

There are many powerhouses outside the territory, such as the nine generations of Ceres, who came from the Mixed Yuan World of Ceres, is a sacred-level existence, leading a group of armies to rush straight to the altar like Tai Chi Bafang, to prevent Taizu and Feng Feiyun from killing the Divine Prison.

"Dragon Change" The big demon dragon turned into a divine dragon, hideous and terrifying, demonic, competing with the nine generations of ceres, and the eighteen eyes all emitted demonic brilliance.

The lord of the tomb mansion stood on the top of the palace, and four meteorite holy arrows were constantly fired, each arrow could fall a saint, and in a short time, thirty-one saints had fallen and turned into holy corpses.

The strength of one person caused huge losses to the extraterritorial army.

However, there are too many strong people outside the territory, and the number of monks is also dense, and many of them are wearing chains, and they are also attacking the Tai Chi Bafang Altar.

They used to be heroes in the great world of relics and pearls, but they surrendered to the obscenity of foreign monks and became lackeys outside the territory.

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"Kill" A young man walked out of the void, stepped on a blood-colored dragon, carried a divine sword on his back, and formed a divine seal with both hands, shooting out hundreds of millions of purple rays of light.

"Boom" These purple rays fell, killing all the extraterritorial slaves with iron chains, and thousands of living beings died at his hands every instant.

The powerhouses outside the territory all discovered this young Yingjie who suddenly killed him, and at the same time, there were more than a dozen Holy Spirit Vessels and hundreds of ancient killers, bombarding him, wanting to beat him into bloody mud.

Blood Jiao's mouth scolded, "Damn, thirteen Holy Spirit Vessels, why did the Holy Spirit Vessels become cabbage here, this is to scare Jiao to death."

The young man Yingjie stood on top of the head of the blood Jiao, with a strong momentum, pointing to the sky, "Big Star Fighting Technique" The sky changes color, and the wind grows in the sky.

The thirteen Holy Spirit Vessels and hundreds of ancient killing soldiers flew back upside down at the same time, emptying all the extraterritorial monks within tens of thousands of miles, killing and wounding them.

The scales on the back of the blood Jiao stood up, and he always felt that he should escape with the Mao Turtle and the others, and he should not accompany this little ancestor to this place of life and death, it was too dangerous, there were too many strong people, and there was a strong aura everywhere, and it would fall at any time.

Feng Xiaolong stood on top of the blood dragon's head, and a divine seal was made in his fingers, "Punish the heavens and chaos" In the midst of the chaos, thousands of secret realms flew out of the void space, and at the same time smashed down towards the earth, and I don't know how many living beings outside the domain died under this blow.

This is a means that he and Blood Jiao have arranged in the void for a long time, connecting thousands of secret realms together, which is equivalent to the power of thousands of small worlds.

The saints outside the territory were angry, these two people and Jiao who had been killed from nowhere were too hateful, and the destructive power was too terrible, especially the blow just now, which caused countless casualties to the creatures outside the territory.

There are extraterritorial saints who rose to the sky and wanted to kill Feng Xiaolong, but they were suppressed by Feng Xiaolong's turtle faction qigong and Xuanwu true qi The extraterritorial sage rolled to the ground, his face was disgraced, he pointed to the sky, and shouted, "There is a seed to fight" "There's a kind of you coming up to fight."

Blood Jiao shouted.

"You come down," another saint shouted.

"You come up" the blood Jiao refused to fall to the ground when he was killed, just kidding, it was the Holy Spirit who could press it to death with one finger.

Feng Xiaolong really couldn't stand their scolding, so he stretched out his hand and pulled out the Divine Howling Ancient Knife, jumped down from the top of the Blood Jiao's head, and slashed out, splitting out a sword dragon, blasting out the two extraterritorial sages His gaze widened, swept Liuhe, and then killed towards the Taiji Bafang Altar.

Feng Feiyun smashed the eight sword intent worlds sacrificed by Wen Zu with an axe, and the axe slashed over the top of Wen Zu's head, and the body of the ancestor saint split into two halves and fell into the endless void.

His gaze glanced at the battlefield below, and only stayed on Feng Xiaolong and Blood Jiao's bodies for a moment, and then he headed towards the top of the Taiji Bafang Altar

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