A brutal battle took place in the starry sky.
Finally, Long Tengkong gave the order: "Retreat."
The figures of one thousand Immortal Emperor masters from the Ninth Heaven flickered and collectively transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the vast and dark starry sky.
The demon stared at the disappearing immortal cultivation team of the Ninth Heaven with anger on his face. He couldn't believe that a thousand ants with the cultivation level of virtual gods, forming an army, could actually resist him and fight him to a standstill. Mist felt depressed.
How could he not be depressed? He originally felt that all the Immortal Emperors, Immortal Kings, and Immortal Kings had entered the Ninth Heaven, and he could close the door and beat the dogs, crush all of them to death, refine them into his own blood cake, take them to the church, and revive the four beasts.
The immortals and gods in the thousands of worlds among them are just a piece of paper, which will be torn by a light touch; or just a bug, which will break with a snap if pressed by fingers.
Who could have imagined that the bug in his heart would suddenly become a divine dragon that laughed at the sky, and that the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams Heavenly Star Formation they set up would have the power to compete with him. How was that possible? He was a true god.
Compared with the true gods, the virtual gods are thousands of times more powerful.
It seems that a blatant attack is not going to work, so he has to launch a sneak attack on the Ninth Heaven World.
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, so Mist returned to where his team was.
When he arrived at his army's camp, his eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he saw. What did he see
In the starry sky where the garrison was located, the seventeen virtual gods were in a miserable state. Some had mutilated limbs, some had a transparent hole on their chest, some were spitting blood, and some were listless... They seemed to be the remnants of a defeated army after a fierce battle.
Looking at the immortal emperors behind them, there were only about 500 of them left. They were also disheveled and had scars on their bodies.
Mist was confused. Oh my god, what on earth was going on? How come he was breaking through the formation in the front and fighting with the people from the Ninth Heaven, but in the blink of an eye, the team behind him became what it is now.
Damn it, what are you doing? Are you putting on a show in front of me
"Who can tell me what's going on?" Mist roared. He couldn't believe his eyes. His heart was a mess.
James stepped forward and said, "Commander, more than 200 Immortal Emperor masters came over from the Ninth Heaven just now. They surrounded us and attacked us directly. You should know that all of them are Virtual Gods. Our army is no match for them. The 50,000-strong army was almost wiped out by them."
ah-
Mist was stunned. He thought that the number of more than a thousand people from the Ninth Heaven Continent was already the limit. Who would have thought that they would split into two groups, and one team would capture all his people in one fell swoop.
I fell into their trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain. Damn it, damn it.
The inferior race of the Ninth Heaven was so despicable and vicious that they actually used a covert strategy to attack me. They fought with me over there, and sent people to directly attack my military camp. I was a True God, but I didn't discover their conspiracy and couldn't protect my subordinates.
If I said that I was careless and caused the loss in the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, it was still excusable when I got to the church, but what about now? How should I be counted now
When I see the pastor, how should I explain to him
My behavior will definitely be recorded in the sacred scriptures, and I will definitely become the shame of the Demon Continent for thousands of years, and be nailed to the pillar of shame forever: Mist, with the cultivation of a true god, led 50,000 troops to attack the Middle Thousand Worlds, but was defeated, and almost everyone around him was captured in one fell swoop. This person...
Thinking of this, Mist couldn't dare to imagine it. It was such a fucking shame.
Mist's eyes were burning with flames, a flame that carried the heat of burning the heavens and the earth, carried the hatred of destroying the world, and carried the thundering wrath of a true and powerful god.
People from the Ninth Heaven, I will destroy you, I will destroy you.
Mist took out the rice rack given to him by the pastor, and the scene of the suffering of Allah on it was still clearly reproduced.
Mister was filled with anger, as if the king had been slapped in the face by an ugly beggar for no reason. How could he not be filled with righteous indignation? When the emperor was angry, blood would flow for thousands of miles and the whole country would be in mourning, let alone when the true God showed his power.
Mist's body suddenly grew to a size of ten thousand feet, and the divine power on his body surged. Even the starry sky could not bear his powerful energy. Mizijia was shining with thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors, and it became the size of a star, and the figure of God appeared.
Allah carried the rice rack on his back and stretched out his huge palm to slap towards the ninth heaven.
All the Immortal Emperor masters in the Ninth Heaven felt a chill as an extremely powerful energy came towards the Ninth Heaven.
Long Tengkong and Ye Xiangyang roared, "Open the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams Heavenly Star Formation for me."
More than 1,200 immortal emperors formed a great formation. In the sky, the nine-cornered basalt tripod, the nine-dragon pillar, the nine-layered Vermillion Bird sword, and the nine-layered white tiger claws were shining, and the four sacred beasts were connected to each other. A magical sky was formed, surrounded by the elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, lightning, wind, and ice. This was the whole world, this was heaven and earth.
The palm of God carries the infinite starry sky, the sun, the moon, the stars, the heaven and earth, and all things. In his palm, worlds are born and destroyed one by one. Covering the entire nine-layer world, it directly presses down to destroy the nine-layer world.
The energy of the True God is indeed powerful, and the entire Nine Heavens Continent would be shattered into pieces by a single slap from him.
The energies of the four sacred beasts of heaven and earth and the energy of the true Lord Mi Zijia are intertwined with each other, intertwined thousands of miles away in the Ninth Heaven.
The energy in his hand, the Four Divine Beasts Formation, and the Four Divine Beasts' top-grade celestial treasures overlapped, and layers of light and shadow rose.
The bright light illuminated the vast sky, and the starless space suddenly became bright, brighter than a thousand suns.
All the immortal cultivators on the Nine Heavens Continent had fierce looks in their eyes. They were under tremendous pressure. They had never expected that the true gods could be so powerful in using high-level immortal weapons.
Rumble, it was like thunder exploding in the starry sky. The galaxy was filled with deafening sounds, and the sounds resounded through the sky. The treasures of the four sacred beasts retreated, and the blood of the immortal cultivators in the Ninth Heaven surged, as if they had been hit hard. Their faces were all a little pale.
At the same time, the rice rack returned to Mist's hands, and his body actually retreated thousands of feet.
"Damn grasshoppers, I'm going to crush you all to death." Mist was going crazy. He used the main artifact, but failed to destroy the Nine Heavens. He felt like vomiting blood. "God appears, the Destroyer appears, and eliminates the sin."
Mist radiated holy light, and worlds were destroyed in the holy light. The voice of Allah appeared: "You sinful people, you bear the sins of heaven and earth. You are all followers of Satan, and you are the embodiment of sin. Only by destroying the world can truth, goodness and beauty survive."
The huge figure of Allah appeared again, layers of black aura appeared on his palms, and one could see the worlds being destroyed and collapsing in his hands.
It directly pressed down towards the thousands of worlds in the Ninth Heaven. It was like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, threatening to destroy it. That energy was enough to crush and destroy the Nine Heavens.
The immortal emperor masters of the Ninth Heaven were all shocked. They all fought for their lives: "Everyone, we will go all out and fight hard to protect the Ninth Heaven."
All the Immortal Emperor masters in the middle of the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Heavenly Star Formation, gave their all, their immortal power surging out, the four sacred beasts held their heads high and roared, four top-grade immortal treasures, spinning and whistling, rushing towards the world-destroying palm of the Lord.
People tried their best, and the formation was pushed to the highest level. That was the energy of heaven and earth, that was the confrontation between the middle thousand worlds.
The energy of the thousands of worlds in the Ninth Heaven also erupted, and he wanted to resist the true God's destructive behavior.
However, the main artifact is too powerful. Even though Ye Xiangyang and the others have obtained an unparalleled inheritance, and even though their treasures are also made of the same material as the main artifact, the main artifact has not been restored after all.
Without the restored main artifact, how can we resist the power of the main artifact
Rumble, the Lord's world-destroying palm broke through the formation of the four sacred beasts, broke through four immortal-grade treasures, and pressed towards the Nine Heavens Continent.
"Oh no! The demons are already attacking us. We have to fight to the death."
"Go all out to resist the demons."
"Oh my god, the demon is so powerful."
Many Immortal Emperors had their lives burning, transforming their lives into waves of energy; some Immortal Emperors spewed out their essence and blood, which burned on their bodies and transformed into rolling energy. They all overdrew their own energy and transported it to the formation.
The True God in the sky was also angry. He was using the main artifact and he was a True God, but he couldn't destroy a middle thousand worlds. Where was his dignity
The Shinto chains rattled, transmitting power to the main artifact.
The main artifact shone brightly again, bursting out with even more brilliant energy.
Suppressing the people from the Ninth Heaven.
Rumble, the shadows of the four sacred beasts shattered, and powerful energy pressed down towards the Ninth Heaven Continent.
Puff, puff, puff—the Immortal Emperor masters from thousands of worlds in the Ninth Heaven were spurting blood one by one. They were injured.
At this moment, a black flag appeared and black smoke rose.