The battle between the Five Mountains was filled with people and loud rumblings.
The battle between the two great sons of gods has reached a fever pitch. One from the east and the other from the west, using the imperial and immortal methods, they fought for hundreds of rounds, but there was still no winner. No one could do anything about the other.
The sky collapsed into pieces, the universe was in chaos, and even the imperial barrier was buzzing.
"Do we really have to fight until the end of time?" The Bull Demon King put his hands in his hands and kept sighing. He was quite optimistic about these two little guys. They can be the sons of gods. It is really not impossible.
"Hold on." The two masters of Hengshan and Hengshan both communicated to each other.
The two great sons of gods were fighting in a bloody battle, and the leaders of the two factions were also secretly confronting each other. Their eyes were quite provocative, and neither one was convinced by the other, and they had the urge to fight.
"I thought it would be very eye-catching to let the two sons of gods come down first, and let the leaders of the two factions fight." Taiyi squeezed his beard, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
"Old officer, what are those two idiots doing!" Taibai poked Taiyi and motioned to look at the opposite side. Ye Chen and Siming Xingjun had their backs facing each other, their heads raised and they didn't know what they were talking about.
"God knows." Taiyi replied casually, focusing on the battle.
Taibai realized it, got up with a fly whisk, and ran to join in the fun.
Soon, he was sent back with a slap from Si Mingxingjun.
Here, Ye Chen has turned around, sitting on a straight board. He is in a good mood today, and he is not stingy. He has engraved a copy of many collector's editions for Xingjun.
Of course, this collector's edition was not given for free. Why did he point to Xingjun to help him go to the heavens? If you make this person happy, the rest of the matter will go smoothly.
"I will come back someday." Mr. Si Mingxing happily stood up and walked away. Sometimes he would raise his hand to wipe his nosebleed. This collector's edition is much more precious than the sky stone.
Even after walking far away, you can still hear his message, "Don't go to heaven for a while."
Xingjun is still very kind-hearted. As a high-ranking official in heaven, he knows the eighth prince Yin Ming very well. He is a cannibal who eats people without spitting out their bones. With the favor of the Jade Emperor, he is not an ordinary arrogant and domineering person. If you offend him, you will end up in trouble. There are too many tragic and bloody examples.
No need for him to say anything, Ye Chen also understood that he would not go for excitement until he reached the Great Saint Realm.
With this in mind, he engraved a picture on the jade slip and passed it to Master Huashan. He humbly asked for advice, "Senior, do you know where this is?"
Master Huashan couldn't help but squint his eyes when he saw it. With as much experience as him, how could he not know where it was? He had been there before and recognized it at a glance. It was indeed not a good place.
Now that I think about it, I still have lingering fears. That place is too scary.
After two sentences, he collected his thoughts and gave a definite answer, "Buzhou Mountain."
"Buzhou Mountain?"
Ye Chen frowned slightly, knowing that the stones in Tianjie Shifang all came from Buzhou Mountain. Few people knew their true origins. There were also many introductions in the secret volumes of Huashan Sutra Pavilion. It was a dangerous place, too. Many people have entered, but almost no one has heard anything.
"That's a forbidden area for monks. Don't step into it." Master Huashan said leisurely.
"Understood." Ye Chen nodded. At this moment, he would never look for excitement.
boom! boom!
While the two were talking, they suddenly heard two booms.
The two great gods struck each other, and they were both shaken. One crushed the eastern sky, and the other crushed the western sky. The whole sky was shaken.
After they stabilized their bodies, the eyes of the two great sons of gods shone with dazzling light, and their eyebrows were carved with ancient goose god patterns, opening a mysterious forbidden method.
Immediately, the roar started again, and behind the Hengshan Son of God, there was a figure standing upright in the sky. It was illusory, exactly the same as it was in real life, and it looked like an enlarged version of him.
On the opposite side, the Son of God of Hengshan did the same. He summoned the heretic Dharma, and his divine body burned with flames, thunder lingered, and the huge figure shook the world, and the sky rumbled.
Everyone watching the battle from all sides sat upright. At this point in the battle, the two gods were at the end of their strength. The next blow would be the final blow and the one that would determine the outcome.
war!
But after hearing two roars, the two divine sons moved together. One held the universe, and the other held the yin and yang. Both of them were fused with countless immortal magic. With one fist and one palm, they collided across the sky.
boom!
The rumbling sound suddenly started, centered on the place where the fists and palms collided, and the halo of silence spread infinitely. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed inch by inch, upending the universe, and disrupting Yin and Yang.
"Who is weak and who is strong?" Everyone looked up and looked away without squinting.
Under the gaze of everyone, the divine son of Hengshan collapsed and shed blood in the sky; the divine son of Hengshan was not much better, the divine body exploded and blood spurted out, and a terrible aftermath spread. The two divine sons fell together, smashing the huge battle platform. Two deep pits emerged.
At this moment, the world fell into silence, and the two of them did not get up for a long time.
"It's really a draw." Dragon King sighed, breaking the tranquility of the scene.
The two great masters, Hengshan and Hengshan, both frowned.
Especially the headmaster of Hengshan, whose face was the ugliest. His goddess was defeated by the Son of Songshan; his son, who was not very lucky, had a draw with the Son of Hengshan.
In other words, his Hengshan faction was the first to be eliminated in this battle.
Under the gaze of everyone, the two great sons of gods have climbed out of the pit.
Both of them were dripping with blood and bones, their mana was exhausted, and they were no longer able to fight. They glared at each other fiercely, and turned around. One staggered, the other staggered. The battle lasted for a long time, and the fight was quite fierce. It lasted for more than a thousand rounds. , still couldn’t tell the winner.
As the two of them stepped off the stage, the Son of God of Mount Tai slowly stood up and walked step by step towards the sky. Perhaps his body was so heavy that every time his feet landed, the world would move.
This is a powerful son of God, with extremely domineering blood, surging Qi and blood, and wisps of Tao wrapped around him, as if looming, and vaguely, the heavenly voice of the Tao can be heard.
His eyes, full of stern light, looked at Huashan across the void, or more precisely, at the Son of God of Huashan, and said with a long smile, "If you don't dare to fight, you can admit defeat on the spot."
The Son of God of Mount Hua snorted coldly, took a step forward, and landed on the battlefield with a thud. He was so high up there that he could not stand provocation, nor could he stand the leering looks. Thinking back to the battle that year, the Son of God of Mount Tai, but he His men were defeated.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." The corners of the Taishan Godson's mouth slightly curled up, and he disappeared in an instant, reappearing in front of the Huashan Godson, with a finger of divine light poking at the center of his eyebrows.
The eyes of the Son of God of Huashan flashed with shock. He climbed up to the sky and escaped, avoiding the fatal blow. He turned his hand and covered it with a palm. It was as heavy as a mountain, and the whole world collapsed under the pressure. Half of the sky collapsed.
break!
The Son of God of Mount Tai let out a cold snort, and punched up against the sky, breaking Ling Tian's palm. The Son of God of Mount Hua was shocked and retreated with a groan. Every time he took a step back, the space under his feet was shattered.
Before he could stop himself, the Son of God of Mount Tai arrived again, and with a ruthless strike, he pierced the chest of the Son of God of Huashan with one finger. The bright red blood poured into the void, and the drops were dazzling.
boom! boom! boom!
Suffering a heavy blow, the Son of God of Huashan was retreating steadily, unable to resist the attacks of the Son of Mount Tai, and blood was shed time and again in the sky. Not to mention the people of Huashan, the world couldn't bear to look at it.
"The Son of God of Huashan is too weak, he was suppressed and beaten all the way!"
"His magical weapon was shattered by Ye Chen and suffered backlash. His combat power has been greatly reduced. On the other hand, the Son of God of Mount Tai is still in his prime. There is no suspense in this battle."
"In such a battle, the outcome has been decided."
Discussions started again, but most people didn't look at it and were drinking tea leisurely.
The corners of Taishan's head's mouth were slightly raised, and he glanced towards Huashan.
Master Huashan was silent and closed his eyes slightly. He didn't want to see the arrogant attitude of Master Taishan. He had already made mental preparations. Victory and defeat are commonplace for military strategists! Be open-minded.
Fairy Huashan took a deep breath and closed her eyes, unable to bear to look directly.
"It's so embarrassing." The goddess of Huashan lowered her head and lowered her eyes.
He said calmly when he went to see Young Master Ye.
This guy didn't go to see the battle, he just buried his head in the melon seeds and wiped a purple divine bead until it was shiny. He didn't feel bad about the beating the Son of God of Huashan was getting.
ah.!
The screams of the Son of God of Mount Hua filled the sky, and he was bleeding frequently. It was not that he was inferior to the Son of Mount Tai, but he was not at his peak. Whether he had a magical weapon of his own or not, it didn't actually matter. What was terrible was the backlash, which was a terrible Tao injury that would take many years. To heal.
At this moment, he is weaker than before the seclusion. On the other hand, the Son of God of Mount Tai is stronger than before. One is declining and the other is rising. It is strange that he has been able to fight well. Since he stepped onto the battlefield, he has been hammered along the way.
There is indeed no suspense in this battle.
The Son of God of Huashan was defeated. His defeat was extremely tragic. He fell from the sky and landed in a pool of blood. As soon as he stood up, he saw a treasure seal pressing down on him, suppressing him forcefully.
"Trash." The Son of God of Mount Tai smiled faintly and knocked away the Son of God of Huashan with one palm.
Master Huashan raised his hand and received his son of God across the vast void.
kill! kill! kill!
The Son of God of Huashan was quite restless, with disheveled hair and a ferocious face. He was so angry that his heart was broken. His words of trash really drove him crazy. His defeat was really frustrating.
The Fairy of Huashan sighed, and with a flick of her hand, she imprisoned the Son of God.
At this time, Ye Chen became the target of the Son of God of Huashan to vent his anger. His terrifying scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent. If it weren't for this stone spirit, he would have been defeated so miserably.
Ye Chen ignored it and only focused on wiping the magic beads. Can you blame me? It's you who dared to kill me because you had nothing to do to find excitement. If I didn't kill you, I would be very proud.
On the stage, the Son of God of Mount Tai had left, and someone else came on stage, the Son of God of Songshan Sect.
This cross-eyed man is even more arrogant than the Son of God of Mount Tai. The combat power that was previously consumed by the Goddess of Mount Heng has been fully restored. He is now alive and kicking, and he is once again a ferocious beast.
"Goddess, please!" The Songshan Goddess smiled at the Huashan Goddess.
"If you can't fight, you can admit defeat. There is no shame." Ye Chen buried his head and said, he didn't feel bad when the Huashan Goddess was hammered. What he felt bad about was his body, don't let it be damaged.
The Goddess of Huashan glared fiercely, then turned around and went on stage. There is no reason for a goddess to admit defeat. It is not shameful to be defeated. It is really shameless to surrender without a fight.
"Boy, keep your mouth clean."
Before the battle started, the words of God Son Kunlun rang in the ears of Son of Songshan. That drunkard was very protective of his wife. If he dared to curse, he wouldn't mind going on stage to practice.
"Easy to say." The corners of Songshan Shenzi's lips curled up slightly.