After hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the Jade Zhen King seemed to have lost his soul, and even his broken palms did not want to repair them. He stood in the void in a daze.

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All the gods who had recovered their minds in Kyoto looked at the sky silently, feeling extremely complicated.

After the formation rose, they completely lost consciousness and did not know what had happened in that period just now.

But when they regained consciousness, they saw that most of the gods had become mummies lying on the ground, and the formation they built together disappeared completely. The Jade Zhen King stood in front of the Demon Emperor in a daze, without any intention of fighting at all.

The gods seemed to wake up after a sleep, and everything around them had changed.

The formation that made them hold hope was no longer there.

And the results they see are no matter how they lose...

The divine palace will eventually be wiped out.

Thinking of this, the gods' eyes were filled with endless despair, and many gods' faces appeared in death. They knelt on the ground in despair, and their bodies trembled.

It's over, everything is over.

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"I... am a waste." The Jade Halal King was thinking in a daze, and suddenly fell from the Great Emperor Realm, falling from the peak to the bottom. Such a huge contrast made the Jade Halal King completely unable to accept the reality and almost went crazy.

Looking at the desolate appearance of the Jade Zhen King, Zhang Ziling knew that the Jade Zhen King would never have any threat to him anymore.

Without caring about the King of Yuqing Halal, Zhang Ziling flew to the sky above Kyoto City, overlooking the broken land below Kyoto City.

The gods and the monks stood together, looking up at Zhang Ziling in the sky, with a complicated expression.

Because of the eternal Reich Formation, Kyoto City has become a wilderness. Looking around, there is no obstacle.

It was very desolate, and everyone felt the roar of the cold wind.

Gulu!

Everyone swallowed and their bodies trembled slightly.

The world is far away and the only one is Sun Cha to meet the moon and lonely science

The monks are excited, while the gods are...

In fear.

"Gods..."

Is Zhang Ziling's voice echoing in the sky? The demonic energy surges like a surging river, the laws manifest, and the great way sounds harmoniously.

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No majesty.

The remaining two or three thousand gods in Kyoto all looked at Zhang Ziling, and their eyes were filled with infinite fear.

The figure of the Demon Emperor became completely tall in the hearts of the gods, like a mountain, which made them breathless.

This was the first time the gods felt so desperate that they could not see any hope of survival.

The entire divine world, the gods and courts of all the parties have been so large-scale alliance for the first time. All the gods work together to fight against the enemy, but they are killed by one person without any resistance.

They are no match for them at all.

This time it was real...

Ragnarok.

"Give me my emperor, kneel down."

In the hearts of the gods, Zhang Ziling's voice sounded in the ears of the gods.

A powerful pressure fell from the sky and pressed against the shoulders of the gods.

The pressure of the Emperor made the whole world tremble.

Bang bang bang bang!

The gods could not resist Zhang Ziling's pressure at all, and their legs were bent and they knelt on the ground suddenly.

At the same time, in the deserted land of Kyoto, there was no other god standing.

The monks stared at the kneeling gods, and their minds were still a little dazed.

They didn't feel any pressure at all.

Zhang Ziling's precise control of momentum shocked all the monks.

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Zhang Ziling glanced at the monks who were stunned on the spot, and his eyes gradually became indifferent. Then, with a wave of his hand, endless demonic energy swept towards the land of Kyoto, rolling all the monks in Kyoto into the sky and throwing them into the distance.

When people and gods stand together, Zhang Ziling is also very troublesome to deal with.

Let’s drive all the monks away first.

"Demon Emperor!"

At this time, the King of Yuqing Zhen also turned around and yelled at Zhang Ziling, as if he was going to launch a final counterattack.

"You go down and kneel down too." Zhang Ziling did not turn around to see the Jade Halal King, but just said that.

After the words came, the Jade Halal King felt a suffocating pressure coming. The Jade Halal King could not resist at all, and was directly suppressed from Kong to the ground, and knelt down.

boom!

A huge round pit formed around the Jade Halal King instantly, and the bones of the whole person were constantly exploding, obviously under extremely terrifying pressure.

"Okay, damn... I dare to say that I am a waste... No, I cannot forgive!" The King of Yuqing Zhen knelt on the ground, with a ferocious expression, and the power of the saint in his body was running wildly, trying to explode.

"Hmm?" Zhang Ziling suddenly felt a slight change and couldn't help but glance at the Jade Halal King kneeling on the ground, but his expression was still calm.

"Ahhhh! Demon Emperor! I, I... must kill you!!!" King Yuqing Zhen roared, his voice cords torn apart, and the violent saint's power surged out of his body, but it was only compressed into a small range.

The Jade Halal King wanted to withstand Zhang Ziling's pressure, but it was still far from that.

Seeing that the Yuqing Zhen King was not likely to struggle, Zhang Ziling no longer cared about Yuqing Zhen King and summoned Zhang Xiaoyou's remnant soul to him.

When the gods saw Tianqi's soul floating in front of the Demon Emperor, their eyes became more and more intense.

Tianqi's soul needs to be reshaped with the blood of the gods!

When he thought that he would be used as a sacrifice next, the consciousness of the gods was gradually swallowed up by fear.

"Where are the saints? Come and save us?"

"Demon Emperor, if you do this in violation of the Heavenly Principle, you will be punished!"

"Demon Emperor, you must die a bad death!"

The gods could not resist Zhang Ziling's pressure at all, so they could only kneel on the ground, ask for help, or curse Zhang Ziling.

Zhang Ziling didn't care about the gods' request for help or curses, but was just making final preparations for the reshaping of Zhang Xiaoyou's soul.

The living god below is the object of Zhang Ziling's blood sacrifice.

Zhang Ziling did not feel any sympathy for this, even though the heavens wailed, the sea of ​​blood was surging.

The ghost Sun Qiu is holding a cold and accusing him of a hatred

The ghost Sun Qiu is holding a cold and accusing him of a hatred

"Demon Emperor, you must die a bad death!"

Just a king who succeeds and a bandit who fails.

If Zhang Ziling lost today, I am afraid that the earth would fall into the rule of the gods forever, and humans would have to become slaves.

To put it bluntly, this is a battle between races.

The battle between man and God.

Once upon a time, Xuanxiao Great 6 also had such a battle, before countless epochs.

The cold wind wailed, and Zhang Ziling's demonic energy spread around, as if to cleanse the souls of the gods.

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The consciousness of all gods begins to become blurred and memory begins to decline.

What Zhang Ziling wants is pure blood and soul power.

Therefore, Zhang Ziling will remove all impure things, including God's consciousness and divine power.

Kyoto has become extremely depressed.

The sky is dark and there is no sun, moon and stars.

The divine palace, which is still floating in the sky, is only a very small part of it left at this moment, and the rest of the places are all transformed by the eternal Guixu Formation.

In order to avoid the pressure of King Yuqing Halal and Zhang Ziling, and to better observe the battle between the two, the saints all hid in the divine palace and never came out again.

No matter how the gods prayed and howled, no saint came out to save them.

No one responded.

"It's such a beautiful picture... The figure of the Demon Emperor is really fascinating!" Emperor Haotian stood in the main hall of the Divine Palace, looking obsessively at Zhang Ziling standing in the void outside, with a terrifying aura surging all over his body.

After the ghosts are not ghosts, I hate the ghosts who learn from the moon.

In the main hall, dozens of saints were already lying in a pool of blood, their bodies were torn to pieces, and their faces were full of pain.

Only the goddess of nature, Cloris, still persists with her strong vitality, dragging her body without lower body, and crawling in a pool of blood with difficulty, as if she wanted to escape from the divine palace.

Her face was full of fear.

At this time, fate blocked Cloris's way forward.

Cloris looked up at Tianming's strange smile, and the fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"No, no matter what... Demon Emperor, this world depends..." Cloris just sent a message, but after he finished speaking, he was caught by fate and dragged into the depths of the divine palace.
Chapter completed!