Shadow said: "This is indeed a happy event! If Yan Wushen dies, Prajna will lose the support of the Yama clan. Her Highness the Goddess will have fewer obstacles to get rid of her. If Zhang Ruochen dies, Her Highness the Goddess will be among the immortal blood monks.

The status in China will definitely rise a lot."

"How could we miss such a wonderful battle?" Fenghou's red lips turned up and her smile was as bright as a flower.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, the golden chariot shook violently.

The three holy beasts pulling the cart roared in terror.

Feng Hou showed an unhappy look and shouted: "Three beasts, why are you so upset?"

It became silent outside.

Fenghou practices the way of destiny and is very sensitive to danger. When she sensed something was wrong, her pretty face changed and she whispered: "Uncle Yan."

The dark shadow in the corner, like a piece of black paper, suddenly stood up and turned into an upright old man with a white beard and bright eyes, not looking senile at all.

Yin Zeyan is a supreme sage from the Huangtian tribe.

Although the Wind Queen has not yet been officially crowned, she already has the status of a goddess, so she naturally needs the protection of a top powerhouse under the divine realm.

"Boom."

The bloody evil energy gushing out of Yin Zeyan's body was like the blade of a sword, shattering the golden holy chariot into pieces.

Outside the car, there is a strange world, with long and thin rivers flowing, stretching to the infinitely distant horizon. The three sacred beasts pulling the cart have long since rotted, and their flesh and blood have turned into thick water.

"The world of gods."

Yin Zeyan's face changed with shock, and he shouted: "Your Highness, please run away quickly."

Yin Zeyan immediately activated the forbidden technique, the great sage's blood in his body burned, and his body erupted with a gaze that was more blazing than the stars, and activated a king's holy weapon sword to strike at a corner of the divine world.

The power of this attack is no less powerful than that of a demigod.

Unfortunately, it failed to break the world of gods. Instead, it was hit by a big golden hand. The immortal body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

In front of the gods, even the supreme saint is like an ant, without any power to resist.

Fenghou's face was as pale as paper, knowing that he could not escape. He stared at the big golden hand and raised his voice: "Who wants to kill me? The gods have taken action and broken the unspoken rules of the hell world. You will definitely bring yourself a shocking disaster.

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"Wujiang Pavilion has never paid attention to the rules of the hell world." A deep voice sounded.

The big golden hand fell, as if the whole heaven and earth were pressing down on Fenghou's head, and the unparalleled divine power could squeeze the Holy Soul of the Great Sage into pieces.

At this moment, the word "ming" in the palm of Fenghou's hand suddenly burst out with brilliant divine light, and twelve rays of divine clouds shot out, condensing into twelve majestic divine figures.

The attack burst out from the golden hand was blocked by the shadow of the Twelve Gods.

At this moment, the true bodies of the twelve gods all started to react.

Lord Fulu, who was sitting in the Temple of Destiny, was thousands of miles away and let out a divine roar. The sound of the divine roar crossed time and space and rushed towards the divine world that trapped Feng Hou.

The entire Destiny Domain was filled with earth-shattering thunder, causing countless monks under the Great Sage to kneel down and tremble.

The Empress of Thousand Bones stood in the dark and boundless void space, with a long river formed by time marks flowing under her feet. She pressed her palms in the air to form time and space walls, which collided with the sound of the divine roar.

"Bang bang."

The wall of time and space continued to crumble, and the sound of the roar of the gods gradually diminished, and finally was completely resolved.

The Queen of Thousand Bones looked towards the direction of the divine world and said: "The true form of God Fulu has moved. Within one breath, we must kill Feng Li and seize the decree of destiny."

In the divine world that trapped Fenghou, a looming figure condensed out, stood in the air, looked down, and said in a long voice: "It's just a shadow of the Twelve Gods. It can't save your life."

Fenghou took a look at the figure and found that it was a middle-aged man with an outstanding figure, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Zhang Ruochen. However, the temperament of the middle-aged man was like the abyss of the sea, and he could not see the bottom.

; Another example is the high mountains and ridges, which one can only look up at.

This was the last sight Fenghou saw.

The next moment, the shadows of the Twelve Gods were put into a bottle by the middle-aged man.

As for her, her body was shattered into particles, and her bones, holy soul, and holy source were all annihilated, losing any possibility of resurrection.
Chapter completed!