A throne descended from the divine ship, and Emperor Wuque sat in it, wearing a golden brocade divine robe, showing off gorgeous patterns. After not seeing each other for many years, Di Wuque already had the aura of a big shot, and when he appeared, he attracted countless people's attention.
"Why didn't this guy die on the Imperial Road back then?" Xiaobai gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Shui Lingling, An Junxi and others also thought this way, if Di Wuque died on the Nine Colorful Emperor Road, Xiao Chen would have a different ending.
But there are no ifs in the world, and now Di Wuque has completely risen, his cultivation is stable, and he has cast a statue of the god. Practice the major secret arts of the Gods, step by step, and learn how to become a God Emperor bit by bit.
It is said that the Qitian God Emperor intends to let Di Wuque succeed to the throne early and become the new God Emperor of the God Clan.
For some unknown reason, Di Wuque did not agree, but no matter what, his strength was undoubtedly strong.
Just look at the respect Xia Houjue, Feng Yun Wuji, Xie Zixuan and other strong men have for him, and you can get a glimpse of it.
His Highness, Earth Demon Palace, was riding a ferocious beast from the demon world, which looked like a tiger but not a tiger. It had a huge body, a long tail like a snake, and black flames burning on its four hooves.
This beast is called a snake-tailed tiger, and it is a famous ferocious beast in the demon world. However, this snake-tailed tiger has obviously mutated and evolved into a more ferocious beast.
"Di Wuque, don't think too highly of yourself!"
His Highness the Demon Palace rode a snake-tailed tiger and said in a deep voice, his face was as cold as a knife, and sharp edges shot out from his eyes.
call out!
The snake-tailed tiger soared into the sky, taking Ning Feng, His Highness from the Earth Demon Palace, to confront Di Wuque in mid-air. Below the two of them happened to be the place where the Shinto Alliance and His Highness the Eighteen Demon Palaces fought, and where they stayed, various aftermaths swept over them from time to time.
Or the terrifying sword energy, or the surging thunder, or the violent wind and snow, roaring in the air.
But the two of them were not afraid at all, and stayed in the place where the aftermath was ravaging, as if they were strolling in a garden, casually and relaxedly. From time to time, he waved his sleeves to disperse the flying aftermath, his movements were light and free.
The momentum dispersed invisibly, and the two began to confront each other. The air was filled with wind, snow, sword energy and thunder, under the pressure of this momentum.
There were violent explosions and he was forced out, forming a clear space.
Di Wuque slowly tapped the armrest with his fingers, making a ding-dong-ding-dong sound, with a smile on his lips, looking a little careless in the face of the demonic power of Ning Feng in the Earth Demon Palace.
"If you don't take action, then I will take action!"
The confrontation lasted for a long time, and Ning Feng, His Highness of the Demon Palace, was still trying to hold on. Di Wuque suddenly stood up, and a nine-colored rainbow bridge appeared under his feet, diffracting from under the throne to the front of His Highness the Earth Demon Palace.
The moment the Nine Rainbow Bridge spread over, Di Wuque's body appeared strangely. With a wave of his hand, he pressed forward with divine power that filled the sky.
In the sky, the hymn was loud and clear, and Di Wuque's palm pressed down, as if the gods were taking action. Faintly, it seemed that a huge palm shadow could be seen falling.
Ning Feng snorted coldly, sat down and the snake-tailed tiger roared, burst out with overwhelming demonic power, and punched out.
The fists and palms exchanged, and the huge palm shadow suddenly turned into a radiant light and disappeared.
"Little trick!" With one successful blow, Ning Feng was ready to keep up his efforts and completely destroy Di Wuque's arrogance.
Di Wuque smiled faintly: "Really? My palm skills are not as good as one-tenth of my boxing skills. What are you proud of?"
After the words fell, Di Wuque's open palms clenched violently.
The moment the five fingers clenched tightly, the thousands of divine lights that had originally dispersed suddenly condensed into a huge statue of a god that stood tall in the sky. The statue looked like Di Wuque himself, and his divine power suddenly reached its peak.
The punch fell, and Ning Feng had to bite the bullet and catch it. With this punch, Ning Feng immediately felt the gap between himself and Di Wuque.
The other party's power is so surging, like the ocean, endless and unfathomable.
"Hahaha, come again, Fist of the Gods, a distant legend!"
When Di Wuque saw that the opponent reluctantly accepted his punch, he laughed loudly and struck out with the God's Fist.
What are legends? Those majestic deeds of the ancient gods are still immortal after being sung for millions of years. They are legends.
boom!
Ning Feng, His Highness from the Earth Demon Palace, who was already somewhat invincible, was directly blown away from the snake-tailed tiger by this punch. Di Wuque, who was radiant with light, looked like a god, with high spirits.
The snake-tailed tiger opened its huge mouth and bit Di Wuque at lightning speed.
Di Wuque's face darkened, his eyes glared fiercely, and invisible spiritual power merged into the mind of the mutated snake-tailed tiger.
But for a moment, the snake-tailed tiger stood motionless. Di Wuque sneered, opened his foot and kicked the snake-tailed tiger so hard that blood flew everywhere, and it exploded.
Di Wuque passed through the blood in the sky, not giving His Highness the Demon Palace a chance to be angry. His fists were like lightning, punching him one after another.
Ning Feng gritted his teeth and roared, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth with each punch, but he resisted and refused to retreat.
The loud rumbling sound echoed between heaven and earth, deafening. The space is shattered into pieces, the sky is lightless, and the sun, moon and stars are visible, dazzling.
After a hundred punches, His Highness the Demon Palace vomited a mouthful of blood, could no longer hold on, and flew out. The right arm was shattered inch by inch, one spread, and half of the body was directly blasted to pieces by Di Wuque.
Such a scene was shocking. No one expected that Di Wuque was so powerful that he even shattered the opponent's emperor's body.
But as a Martial Emperor, as long as the emperor's heart is not broken, or his head is exploded. Even if half of his body is broken, he won't die, but his fighting power will definitely not be restored for a while.
"The Son of God is perfect and invincible!"
His majestic figure always stood in the mid-air, and the sounds of praise rang out from many divine warships. On that endless warship, countless people were praising it, so that the sound of praise resounded throughout the world and lingered endlessly.
The brilliance of the power of faith fell into Ti's body bit by bit, quickly replenishing the consumption of this battle.
"It's a little too scary!"
Chu Yang, Sima Lingxuan and other leaders from all sides were dumbfounded, after all the knowledge of the God Clan was poured into one person. Di Wuque's potential was tapped so quickly that they couldn't keep up.
Di Wuque suddenly fell and came to the center of the melee between the Shinto Alliance and His Highness the Demon Palace. The powerful power of the Shinto Emperor filled the air.
The movements of all parties were startled, and then they retreated, and the fierce struggle suddenly stopped.
The people from the Demon Palace retreated to the rear, while the Shinto Alliance retreated behind Di Wuque and looked at each other coldly.
"Young Master Tianmo, if you don't show up again, this ice sculpture will be mine!"
Di Wuque stretched out his hand and drew the ice sculpture over, holding the corner of his clothes. But just as he was about to pull it over, he suddenly felt a pulling force and the ice sculpture became motionless.
Only then did he realize that at some point, a person was standing opposite him, also holding a corner of the ice sculpture.
It was Young Master Tianmo. No one saw how he got out of the black sedan. It seemed that as long as he was willing to lift his feet and land on the ground, he would be there.
boom!
Di Wuque's expression darkened, and a golden divine light suddenly rose from his body, soaring into the sky. The powerful imperial power rolled out, catching everyone behind him off guard, and forced them to fly away.
"The King's Majesty!"
The leader of the Shinto Alliance was shocked after landing. It was the royal power of the king, the genuine royal power of the king that emanated from Di Wuque. He had been hiding his strength.
No wonder, he said His Highness the Demon Palace was not worthy of fighting with him. Only His Highness the Heavenly Demon Palace is worthy of fighting with him. After all, it turns out that he has broken through to the seventh level of the Heavenly Martial Emperor.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young demon master, and a black demonic aura rose from his body. The king's imperial power condensed the demonic aura, forming a black beam of light that shot into the sky.
The two of them were competing for imperial power, and their hands did not stop moving. They used each other's strength to pull the ice sculpture throne over.
Just when everyone was attracted by the two kings and emperors, no one noticed that there was a slight crack in the eternal ice sculpture.
But it was impossible for the young Lord Tianmo and Di Wuque, who were so close at hand, not to know, and their expressions changed at the same time.
"Everyone in the Shinto League listens to the order, the ice sculpture is about to melt, start to snatch the golden emperor's body!"
"Do it!" Neither of them let go, but the same order was conveyed.
At the place where this order was issued, everyone's expressions changed drastically at Burial Longgang. The Shinto Alliance and His Highness the Demon Palace were the first to react, each rising into the air, ready to snatch the ancient and powerful golden emperor's body the moment the ice sculpture melted.
For a moment, no one on either side dared to have any reservations. The powerful momentum caused the storm to surge, and the color of the world changed.
Half of them are clouds with shining golden light, filled with many divine powers, and the other half are black clouds with thick smoke, filled with evil energy, rising and falling.
Click, click, click!
The ice sculpture shattered faster and faster, and finally fell apart.
The second chapter is delivered. I will write another chapter before twelve o'clock. I won't stop here on purpose. Thank you for your support. I will go to eat first.]