Chapter 127 The real culprit appears and the goddess is furious!
"Humph, he is playing with fire!" The Golden Great Sage glanced at both sides, but kept an eye on the battle in the Goddess' Furnace, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Chong"

A beam of light appeared in the hand of this ancestor king, which was ten feet long and quickly turned into a dragon spear, which was awe-inspiring.

"You are a rare talent in this world. I hope you won't let me down. I haven't been so happy for many years. Even if you can put a little pressure on me, that's fine."

The ancient bronze king stepped forward, a strange glow appeared on his face, eager and eager, as if he was delighted by the sight of prey, almost pathologically.

"buzz"

This ancient king is named Changlin. He is a follower of the Silver Moon Sky King and the most loyal believer of the Great Sage Kunzhou. His cultivation is at the ninth level of the Saint Realm!
The dragon spear in his hand pierced through the void like a blood-red lightning and thrust forward. His movements were so fast, like a ball of light shooting out several times, and he advanced with the dragon spear.

There were endless clanging sounds, sparks flying, traces of Dao everywhere, all kinds of lights flashing on the Tongtian Terrace, countless gods rushing out, and the two men fighting fiercely.

The God King waved his hands, and the guqin shot out thousands of threads that turned into streaks of light, which collided with the dragon spear, making a deafening sound that spread for tens of thousands of miles.

“What a powerful divine song!”

Silver Moon Heavenly King and other Ancestral Kings were amazed. The Ancestral King who rushed forward held the Dragon Spear in both hands. His body turned into a green light and pierced forward with force, pointing directly at the forehead of the God King, wanting to nail him to death.

Everyone exclaimed that this shot was too powerful, shining brightly across the sky. No one could open their eyes. It was as if it could pierce down the sun in the sky. It was divine power that could overturn the world.

It transcended the constraints of space and opened the shackles of time. The fleeting beauty and the momentary stunning beauty illuminated the ages. Even the piano sound and light curtain of the God King in White could not stop it.

The dragon spear was unparalleled, penetrating all obstacles. A streak of blood appeared between the brows of the God King in white, shocking to the eye, and flowed down.

"what…"

The moment the light of the dragon spear faded, everyone cried out in surprise. After seeing this scene, the cultivators of the Jiang family all felt cold all over. Was the God King killed?

The ancient clan was shocked. This ancient king who was famous in the ancient times was indeed terrifying. The power of his spear was unrivaled in the world. He was indeed worthy of being the king among saints, dominating the ancient times.

"click"

There was a slight sound, and the God King stretched out two fingers and broke the dragon spear. The tip of the spear was less than an inch away from his forehead. The God rushed forward, but could not get any closer.

"Boom"

The God King in White pressed the guqin with his left hand, and thousands of rays of light shot out and slashed towards the man, forcing him to retreat as fast as lightning and avoid the attack.

"So powerful, it didn't disappoint me, it's worth it."

The battle belonging to the ancient saints has begun. They fight in the void. This is the use of Tao and the understanding of the principles of heaven and earth. One blow can destroy tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

If Tongtian Terrace had not been engraved with the formation patterns of the ancient emperor, it would have collapsed and turned into dust long ago. Only a training ground like this could withstand their confrontation.

"The Dragon God is coming!!"

In the blink of an eye, five hundred rounds had passed. The ancient king of the ninth level of the saint realm let out a loud roar, and forty-nine dragon spears appeared in all directions around him, which were countless times more terrifying than before.

The sky was filled with gun shadows and divine light everywhere, as if the stars were shaking. The world was collapsing, chaotic air was everywhere, nothing existed anymore, and the front returned to the beginning of heaven and earth.

"The Ancient King of Changlin is indeed terrifying. He is worthy of being a top saint and has few rivals in the world." Later, other ancient kings exclaimed in this way.

"Ding"

The sound of a zither broke the chaos, and Tongtian Terrace reappeared. The God King in white was still sitting cross-legged there, playing the zither, and divine powers burst out one after another. Except for a streak of blood between his eyebrows, he was still intact.

"What do you mean he's fine?" Everyone was surprised.

"Your strength is beyond my expectation." The ancient king of Changlin said calmly but it was even more terrifying. A golden hammer appeared in his hand. Although it was not a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, it was intimidating enough, as if a divine phoenix was imprisoned in his hand.

"kill!"

At this moment, a more intense battle began. Eight hundred rounds passed in the blink of an eye. The two were evenly matched and it was difficult to tell who would win.

"It's time to end the battle!" The ancient king of Changlin roared, and the phoenix wings climbed up and the golden hammer whistled, opening up one small world after another and collapsing them.

This is the power of the world!

Since ancient times, there have been countless ancestral kings, but those who can reach this level are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. At this time, chaos is surging and surging forward.

"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng,"

……

The God King in white played the zither, no longer peacefully, but clangingly, and every time he plucked the strings it was like the sound of a sword, resounding through the sky, emitting terrifying rays of light, and slicing out infinite principles of the Dao.

It can be seen that the divine sound turned into the primordial light, crisscrossing in all directions, and the attacking force was against the sky!

"what…"

The ancient King of Changlin screamed and flew out horizontally. The Phoenix-wing Golden Drill in his hand was cut into dozens of pieces and fell to the ground like scrap copper and iron.

"What? Did the ancient King Changlin lose? How come this guy Xiong is so powerful?!"

Not to mention the ancient tribes, even the ancient kings were horrified. Changlin shocked people in the ancient times, and when he stomped his feet, clouds moved in all directions, but now even his weapons were destroyed.

"Chong"

The Changlin Patriarch leaped up, his face cold but without a single scar. The bronze armor on his body shone with a cold luster, which was breathtaking.

"I have a holy robe passed down from generation to generation, which is indestructible for thousands of calamities. You will never be able to break it. Let's see how you fight again!" Changlin shouted, his whole body glowing, piercing through the sky and earth, and then he rotated his fists, wielding the infinite divine rules, and killed Su.

There are not many holy weapons handed down from generation to generation in the world. In the hands of mortals, they can exert the power to destroy the world, let alone in the hands of a true saint!

With this bronze armor, his defense is invincible, difficult for outsiders to break through, and he can ignore many attacks.

"Your strength has exceeded my expectations time and time again, but it all has to end!"

Changlin's voice was like thunder, and he used his most powerful magic. He turned into a ray of light and rushed forward. He punched open the light curtain in front of him and hit the God King's forehead directly.

Everyone exclaimed that a great war was about to end!

Many cultivators of the human race could not bear to watch it. They were all filled with resentment and a sense of powerlessness, anger and helplessness.

"Zheng!"

The last sound of the piano sounded, like a heavenly sword reaching the nine heavens, and then gently scratched, resounding in everyone's heart, and then calmed down.

People saw that, except for a trace of blood on his brow, the White-robed God King was still elegant and ethereal. He was surrounded by a rain of flowers and sat cross-legged there, while Chang Lin fell down with his head tilted to the sky.

"How did you...break through..."

With reluctance and shock on his face, he shattered it with a "puff" sound, and then turned into ashes, leaving only an intact heirloom battle suit.

The ten ancestral kings behind the Silver Moon Heavenly King moved together, and in an instant they blocked the White-robed God King, and rushed forward at the first opportunity, surrounding the God King in the center.

There was no blood, no bones, only a cold holy robe that was passed down from generation to generation, shining brightly. Changlin died in the battle, his body turned to dust, and nothing was left except the robe.

"How could this happen? What kind of blow was that?!"

This is the question many people have. All the ancient kings are alert, staring at the God King in white in the center of the field. Crystal petals are flying and falling. He is like a god, detached from the world.

"The sigh of the gods!"

There is Gu Wangdao, an older generation man, with bat wings flapping behind him and demonic energy surging. He is tall and majestic, like a god of the underworld.

In the ancient times, when someone performed the Song of God, he also uttered the Sigh of God. It was more terrible than the Heavenly Sword and could kill people in an instant, but it also came at a great price.

In front of him, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the White-robed God King. Although it was a very faint and small trace, and he was still smiling calmly, it made all the human cultivators worried.

However, the ancient kings became more cautious, and all looked serious, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

"Wrong, all wrong. This person is not a new saint. He is not chasing us. He is a true saint king. There are few rivals in the world. He can fight to the death with people like us!"

In the back, King Silver Moon spoke, his words were dark and murderous, and he was about to make his move.

Suddenly above the sky.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and countless terrifying thunder sounds resounded through the sky!

Countless ancestral kings below frowned, retreated hastily and asked, "Who? Who broke through at this time and brought about a heavenly calamity?"

"It's the Ancient Princess!"

"Look, it's the Golden Goddess. She broke free from her shackles and achieved a breakthrough in her cultivation during the battle with that man!"

"As expected of the ancient emperor's daughter, this kind of thunder tribulation is truly terrifying!"

Above the sky, a terrifying pressure swept across thousands of miles.

in the sky.

The Goddess Furnace flipped over, and two figures appeared in the void.

The Golden Fairy was of unparalleled beauty, and had already put on her clothes. She was not stained by a trace of worldly air, and looked ethereal and otherworldly.

She glanced around and saw the Golden Great Sage, the Golden Heavenly King, and all the ancestral kings of the Golden Cave who appeared here!
"Swish"

On the other side, Zi Tianqi appeared in mid-air and saw the God King Jiang Taixu in white clothes and blood, as well as Huo Lin'er and Huo Qizi in the Huolin Cave and many ancient clan ancestors with powerful auras.

I understood immediately.

He took the Golden Goddess away, and the ancestral kings of the Golden Cave came to attack.

At this moment, Zi Tianqi's clothes were torn, revealing his strong body. He nodded slightly at Huolin'er who was smiling.

Then he walked to Jiang Taixu and shouted coldly to the Golden Goddess: "Golden Princess, I will wait until you reach the peak of the second level of the immortal world, and then I will suppress you once more!"

The fluctuations of Zi Tianqi's aura were extremely terrifying, but all the ancestral kings could feel that he had not yet entered the second level of immortality.

But what this person said was to suppress it again?
It's inevitable that people wonder, could it be that the Golden Goddess had been suppressed by him before?
Thunder flashed above the sky. This was the heavenly tribulation of the Golden Goddess. No one dared to approach it, or even to take action, for fear of bringing down the heavenly tribulation of the Saint.

They will be in big trouble!

"You son of a bitch, I'm going to suppress you today!"

The Golden Fairy's eyebrows were raised, her beautiful face was full of unwillingness, and her pair of pupils that were full of spiritual energy also shrank rapidly.

(End of this chapter)