1703: C1703 The Great War of Sad

C1703 The Great War of Sad

"What?"

Great Emperor Changsheng was stunned, thinking that he heard wrong.

"Do you hear me? Kneel."

Immortal Realm was not someone who could force his to submit. A mere Patriarch of the Blood Family wanted his to surrender.

Dreaming nonsense!

"Are you insane? I, a dignified Divine King, am your slave? "

"When my Primordial God Clan was powerful, what did the Blood Race count as?"

Great Emperor Changsheng flatly refused, and instead mocked the Blood Tribe for a while.

The Space-Time Crystal Mecha began to slowly surge with a golden flowing light that was as heavy as a mountain, and its killing intent was suddenly released.

"Something that doesn't understand the situation! How dare you humiliate my Holy Family! "

Wei Lian and the others were furious.

Menluo also suddenly stood up and opened her scarlet eyes, "Lowly ant, you will pay a heavy price for these words of yours."

The one who goes along with me will die while the one who goes against me will die.

Menluo covered it with his palm.

Surging blood vitality surged out, covering the sky and forming a palm with a radius of a thousand miles. As the palm pressed down, it was as if the entire sky had collapsed.

Great Emperor Changsheng felt as if his shoulders were pressing down on the entire sky. The heavy pressure made the Space-Time Crystal Mecha s that were forging creak as well.

"This is the power of the Ancient God's Sixth Heaven … The Domain of the Gods? "

The Great Emperor Changsheng's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his palm erupted with a sharp sword aura that he had never seen before.

"Then let me see, is the The Domain of the Gods unbreakable?"

With a roar, a sharp sword beam pierced through the skies, advancing forward with indomitable might.

"You are a bit generous, but unfortunately, you were born at the wrong time."

"Mortal Realm has been isolated by the Immortal Realm for too long, hence their immortal energy is insufficient. Even with your innate talent, you will only be able to struggle in a pool of dead water."

"I'll give you a chance to open the quagmire. If you don't want it, then go die."

Menluo shook her head in regret and clenched her fingers.

Boom — —

The sword-light that had shot up to the skies vanished, and the giant, sky-covering hand exploded as well.

Amidst the raging storm, Wei Lian was flabbergasted.

"He actually blocked it."

"A mere Ancient God's Fifth Heaven actually blocked the attack of Lord Menluo."

At this moment, not only was Wei Lian flabbergasted, even the elders and disciple s were stunned.

Why did Menluo become the Patriarch? And why did she change her name to Menluo?

Shunchang fell, and his methods were bloody. He had suppressed the anger of his family members to the point where they didn't dare to speak up.

This Great Emperor Changsheng of the God Clan was actually able to rely on the strength of the Ancient God's Fifth Heaven to break one of the Menluo's attacks.

It was unbelievable.

Looking at Great Emperor Changsheng, who was vomiting blood as he retreated, a sharp light flashed in Menluo's scarlet eyes as he curled up his five fingers into a fist and punched out.

A surging blood energy tore through the sky, carrying an endless amount of power as it surged like a great river towards Great Emperor Changsheng.

After breaking Menluo's attack with a single slash, the Great Emperor Changsheng's Fa Li was depleted and the Ancient Loulan Tribe's specially made Space-Time Crystal Mecha could not bear the heavy burden.

With a clatter, it transformed into silver light that filled the sky and scattered down.

"Lord Divine King!"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the elders of the Hall of Divine King all went wide.

"Don't hurt Lord Divine King."

An elder roared, and then condensed all of his mana. The Space-Time Crystal Mecha released a brilliant light, ripping open the air, and brazenly stood in front of Menluo's Fist.

"Even a grain of rice shines."

Menluo scoffed. Wherever the terrifying Fist went, this Hall of Divine King Elder would turn into dust and disappear into the air.

"Elder Bai …"

Elder Jing cried out in grief and loudly shouted: "Menluo, I'll fight it out with you."

He also used all the Fa Li in his body and pushed the Space-Time Crystal Mecha to its limit, tearing apart the space to block in front of Menluo's Fist.

One after another, the elders of the Hall of Divine King walked forward, brazenly heading for their deaths, not because they wanted to defeat the Fist of the Menluo but because they wanted to delay it for a moment, allowing the Great Emperor Changsheng to have a moment of time.

What kind of spirit was this?

If his Menluo was in such a dangerous situation, would the clan's elders rush over fearlessly to buy him some time?

The answer to Menluo's question was — No.

At this moment, Menluo was jealous.

"Since you don't want him to die, then I will kill him."

Menluo was enraged, the terrifying Fist instantly became three times sharper.

"It's over."

Great Emperor Changsheng shut his eyes in despair.

"Why are you all doing this?"

Great Emperor Changsheng's eyes that were tightly shut surged with grief.

"Elder Feng, you must bring Xue Ji away safely."

This was the last explanation from the Great Emperor Changsheng.

Elder Feng nodded with tears in his eyes: "Don't worry Great Emperor, even if I give up my life, I will definitely guarantee Miss Xue Ji's safety."2

Inside the Hall of Divine King, Elder Feng looked at Xue Ji, whose aura was hidden to the extreme. He began to condense his mana, preparing to cut off Xue Ji's breakthrough path and escape with him.

"Even if I die, my Great Emperor Changsheng will not submit to your Blood Clan."

At this moment, Great Emperor Changsheng resolutely pushed forth the last bit of Fa Li in his body, preparing to give everyone in Hall of Divine King a chance of survival.

Swish!

Just at this moment, a figure appeared in the air above Hall of Divine King without any symptoms.

"Not good, Great Emperor Changsheng is preparing to self-destruct."

Qin Feng arrived late and saw this dangerous scene.

He instantly burst forth with the Fa Li in his body, reached out his hand, and a golden thunder lance shot out.

"Strigoi, die!"

Qin Feng screamed like thunder from the ninth heaven.

Hearing the voice that resounded in his ears, the Great Emperor Changsheng laughed involuntarily. He never thought that at the last moment of his life, he would still be hallucinating.

It had only been twenty years, Qin Feng should still be in Buddhism Realm, how could he rush back.

"Goodbye, Hall of Divine King. Goodbye, Qin Feng. Goodbye, Mortal Realm."

Great Emperor Changsheng looked back at his surroundings and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Great Emperor Changsheng, don't... I came back. "

Seeing Great Emperor Changsheng's gaze sweeping over him, Qin Feng hurriedly shouted, afraid that Great Emperor Changsheng would continue to ignite him.

"It's actually really Qin Feng!"

At this moment, it was unknown if Great Emperor Changsheng was crying or laughing.

"You shouldn't have come back."

The Menluo was too terrifying, the pressure that could cover the entire sky was not something that the experts of the Ancient God's Fifth Heaven could resist.

With just a glance, Great Emperor Changsheng knew that Qin Feng's cultivation had yet to break through the Ancient God's Sixth Heaven.

"Boom ~ ~ ~"

It just so happened that at this time, the golden thunder lance smashed onto the Fist with unparalleled power.

In the Great Emperor Changsheng's eyes of disbelief, the golden thunder lance pierced through the Fist effortlessly, like a hot iron piercing through butter, and exploded into a fist of violent air waves.

"And who are you?"

Menluo turned around and stared coldly at Qin Feng with his scarlet eyes.

To be able to break his Fist with just a casual blow, the person must not be simple.

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