"I tell you, whoever dares to touch Zhao Chu will start a war with me."

"For so many years, the Chaos Dynasty has never been afraid of anyone."

Mu Shenglan stared at Tian Zun coldly.

"There is also the Hunxu Immortal Realm. We have joined forces with the Luanzhan Dynasty. Anyone who dares to touch Zhao Chu will be killed without mercy."

Wu Guohan came over.

Although he does not have a magic weapon, the final calamity forged from thousands of pieces of chalcedony is still something that people dare not underestimate.

"Xia Zonghong, do you really want to die in Huxu Immortal Realm?"

Bai Dueye stared at Xia Zonghong coldly.

"I am the sect leader, and it is impossible for the Huxu Immortal Realm to form an alliance."

Xia Zongming arrived quickly.

He was already frightened enough.

What a joke.

It's a perfect nine-day peak battle, why is it starting now?

"From now on, Xia Zonghong will be expelled from the Hunxu Immortal Realm!"

Luo Jianyin said coldly.

"Luo Jianyin, you are going too far."

Hearing this, Xia Zonghong was almost angry to death.

Hunxu Immortal Realm is a sect established by me, why do you expel me?

"If you talk nonsense again, I will definitely kill you today."

Luo Jianyin looked at Xia Zonghong calmly, who felt a chill running down his spine.

…

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The gods are still confronting each other.

On the ring, Yin Leli had been punched high into the sky.

Then, Zhao Chu flicked his sleeves, and dozens of big fingers appeared from the void again.

This time, Yin Leli no longer had any means to stop him

Boom!

Boom!

Along with the deafening loud noise, Yin Leli was injured all over by the big finger. In just a few breaths, his life was already hanging by a thread.

After all, this is the realm of reincarnation, and it is impossible for Yin Leli to be killed directly for a while.

But it can't last much longer.

"Dad...Dad, save, save me...save..."

Yin Leli's shrill voice echoed intermittently in the sky, and his breath was very weak.

"If you can't win, call your father to save you. You really disappoint me!"

"Is this the so-called genius?"

"Where was the force that had to kill me just now?"

"It's just rubbish!"

Zhao Chu put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

But this kind of calmness is the greatest contempt.

"Pfft...Zhao, Zhao Chu...you, don't force me...don't force me..."

"I can admit defeat. I will lose this battle. Don't force me!"

Yin Leli fell heavily to the ground.

He reluctantly got up and stared at Zhao Chu fiercely.

Yin Leli's body still contains the Divine Sword of the Sun, which was rewarded by the Emperor.

This is actually a false divine weapon.

However, the Emperor once said that the Divine Sword of Sunlight can only be used once, and then it will be shattered.

The purpose of the Sunlight Divine Sword is to unlock the secret.

If he wastes it here and delays Emperor Zun's important events, Yin Leli will still die.

If he admits defeat, there is still a chance for the defeated troops to be resurrected.

But now, whether he is killed by Zhao Chu or he refines the magic weapon in advance, he will end up with an eternal fate.

Yin Leli was really unwilling.

"Forcing you?"

"What other methods do you have? Let me see if you can use them."

Zhao Chu sneered.

He didn't think about the magic weapon either.

After all, even most of the Heavenly Lords don't have magic weapons in their hands. How could a mere Yin Leli have such a thing?

Zhao Chu thought he was bluffing.

…

Heavenly Seat!

"Stop this battle immediately, otherwise our Shenghui Immortal Realm will launch a killing order against Zhao Chu at all costs!"

Yin Kexuan was anxious.

He knew that Yin Leli was shouldering Emperor Zun's mission. If his son sacrificed the magic weapon in advance, it would ruin Emperor Zun's major event.

Although Zhao Chu can be killed, what's the point?

At that time, if Emperor Zun's plan fails, he will definitely be furious, and Yin Leli still has no way to survive.

The reason why the Shenghui Immortal Realm is under threat from Mu Shenglan is simply because the door to the God's Tomb has not yet been opened, and he does not dare to rashly destroy the festival.

But now that the hope of the Holy Glory Immortal Realm has been killed, Yin Kexuan naturally no longer cares about the festival.

Fortunately, the broken jar is broken.

"Yin Kexuan, you go back on your word, can't you afford it?"

Mu Sheng looked at it with a cold expression on his face.

"My patience is limited. If Yin Leli dies, I don't care about the festival at all."

"The big deal is, everyone will die."

"Mu Shenglan, you think about it yourself."

Yin Kexuan did not take advantage of others.

"Hmph, let's spare Yin Leli's life today!"

Mu Shenglan glared at Yin Kexuan coldly, and then looked at Zhao Chu.

…

It was at this time.

Yin Kexuan had been beaten to the verge of death by Zhao Chu.

He is crazy.

If you don't sacrifice the magic weapon, you will really die.

Yin Leli went crazy.

He opened the virtual space, and for a moment, the aura of a divine weapon enveloped Zhao Chu directly.

Zhao Chu frowned.

Damn it!

It turned out to be the aura of a divine weapon.

In fact, although Zhao Chu won this battle, his 12 divine bricks had been shattered one after another, and it would take some time before they could be reassembled.
To be continued...