The five mountains fighting warriors were filled with noises, and the rumbling sound was shaking the sky.

The battle between the two great gods reached a heightened fierce battle, one east and one west, with the Immortal Art of Emperor Dao, it took hundreds of rounds of battle, but no one could do anything to anyone.

The sky collapsed in pieces, the universe was in chaos, and even the barrier of the Emperor's Dao was buzzing.

"It's time to fight forever?" The Bull Demon King held his hands and sighed constantly. He was quite optimistic that these two little guys could be a son of gods. It was indeed not a big deal.

"Stand up." The two leaders of Hengshan and Hengshan were both conveyed to each other.

The two great gods were fighting bloody battles, and the leaders of these two sects were also confronting each other secretly. Their eyes were provocative, and they did not accept each other, and they were quite urged to fight.

"I think that if we let the two sons of gods come down first, and the heads of the two factions go up and fight, the picture should be very pleasing to the eye." Taiyi pinched his beard, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

"Old official, what are those two guys doing?" Taibai poked Taiyi and signaled to look at the opposite side. Ye Chen and Si Ming Xingjun turned their backs, with their heads on their heads and didn't know what they were talking about.

"God knows." Taiyi replied casually, but he was still concerned about the war.

Taibai realized it, got up with the whisk, and ran to join in the fun.

Soon, he was sent back by Siming Xingjun.

On this side, Ye Chen had turned around and sat in a sturdy manner. He was in a very good mood today and was not stingy. Many collector's editions were engraved with a copy of Xingjun.

Of course, this collector's edition was not given for free. He pointed at Xingjun and helped him to go to the heavens. I would be happy for this person, and then the matter would be done smoothly.

"I will come again in the future." Si Ming Xingjun was so happy that he got up and left happily, and sometimes he would raise his hand to wipe his nose bleeding. This collector's version is much more precious than Tianshi.

If you go far away, you can still hear his voice transmission, "Don't go to heaven in a short time."

Xingjun is still very kind-hearted. As a high-ranking official in the Heavenly Court, he knows the Eighth Prince Yin Ming very well. He is the one who eats people and doesn't spit out his bones. With the Jade Emperor's favor, he is not ordinary arrogant and domineering. If he provokes him, he will end up miserably, and there are too many bloody examples.

Needless to say, Ye Chen also understood that he would not go up to find excitement until he was in the Great Saint Realm.

Thinking of this, he engraved a picture in the jade slip and passed it to the real person in Huashan, and asked humbly, "Senior, do you know where this is?"

When the true man in Huashan saw it, his eyes narrowed slightly. He had rich experience as much as he did. How could he not know where it was? He had been there before and recognized it at a glance. It was indeed not a good place.

Thinking about it now, I still feel scared. That place is so scary.

After a few sentences, he stopped his thoughts and gave a definite answer, "Buzhou Mountain."

"Buzhou Mountain?"

Ye Chen frowned slightly, and knew that the stones in the Heavenly Stone Floor all came from Buzhou Mountain. Few people knew their true origins. There are also many introductions in the secret scrolls of the Huashan Sutra Pavilion. It is a very dangerous place. Too many people stepped in and there was basically no news.

"That is the forbidden place for monks, don't step in." Huashan Zhenren said leisurely.

"I understand." Ye Chen nodded. At this moment, he would never look for excitement.

Boom! Bang!

As the two of them spoke, they suddenly heard two roars.

The two great gods were shocked to each other with one blow, one crushed the eastern sky and the other crushed the western sky. The whole sky was swaying.

After stabilizing his body, the eyes of the two gods all burst into dazzling brilliance, shining brightly, and ancient goose divine patterns were carved between their eyebrows, opening a mysterious forbidden method.

Immediately, a roar sound came again, and behind the son of Hengshan, there was a figure standing tall and upright. It was illusory, exactly the same as his life, as if he was enlarged.

Opposite, the Son of Hengshan was the same. He summoned the heretics to the Dharma image, and the divine body burned with flames, lingering thunder, and the huge figures trembled, trembling the eight wildernesses, and the sky was rumbling.

All the people watching the battle from all directions were in a straight position. At this point in the battle, the two sons of gods were at the end of their strength. The next blow would be the last blow and the winner.

war!

But when he heard two roars, the two gods' magic move together, one holding the universe in his hand and the other holding the yin and yang, both of which merged countless immortal techniques, one punch and one palm, colliding across the sky.

boom!

The rumbling sound suddenly erupted, centering the place where the fists and palms collided, and the halo of nirvana spread infinitely. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed inch, subverting the universe and reversing the yin and yang.

"Who is weak and who is stronger?" People in the world looked up and looked up from a distance.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Dharma image of the God Son of Hengshan collapsed and blood was in the air; the God Son of Hengshan was not much better. The Dharma image was blown up, and the blood of the divine body blew, and a terrible aftermath spread. The two gods fell together, smashing the huge battle platform into two deep pits.

At this moment, the world fell into tranquility, and the two of them had not yet seen each other get up for a long time.

"It's really a draw." The Dragon King sighed, breaking the tranquility of the scene.

The two leaders of Hengshan and Hengshan rubbed their eyebrows together.

He is the head of Hengshan, and his face is the most ugly. His family's goddess was defeated by the Son of Songshan; his family's son was not very lucky and fought with the Son of Hengshan.

In other words, in this battle, he, Hengshan, was eliminated first.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two gods have climbed out of the pit.

Both of them were covered in blood and their magic power was exhausted, and they were unable to fight. They glared at each other fiercely, and each turned around, one staggered and the other staggered. The battle lasted, and the battle was quite fierce. After more than a thousand rounds, they still failed to decide the outcome.

As they both stepped down, the son of Taishan slowly stood up and walked step by step. Perhaps because his body was too heavy, and even every time his feet fell, he stepped on the world and turbulent.

This is a powerful son of god, whose bloodline is extremely domineering, and his qi and blood are also rolling in. Threads of Tao are tangled, as if they appear and appear. In a vague way, you can still hear the sound of the great Tao.

His eyes were filled with a glimmer of contempt. He looked at Mount Hua through the void. To be more precise, he looked at the son of Mount Hua, smiling happily, "I dare not fight, but I admit defeat on the spot."

The Son of Huashan snorted coldly, stepped out and landed on the battlefield with a bang. He was arrogant and could not stand the provocation and could not stand the look of contempt. Looking back on the battle back then, the Son of Taishan was his defeated general.

"Overbial power." The corner of the God Son of Taishan raised his mouth slightly, disappeared instantly, and he appeared again in front of the God Son of Huashan. His divine light broke through and poked at his eyebrows.

The eyes of the God of Huashan were lit up and fleeing, avoiding the ultimate kill, and capturing it with one hand, as heavy as a mountain, crushing the universe and destroying it, and half of the Xutian collapsed.

break!

The son of Taishan snorted coldly, punched against the sky, breaking Ling Tian's palm, which made the son of Huashan snorted and retreat. Every time he took a step, the space under his feet was shattered.

Before he could stop, the Son of Mount Tai arrived again, and took action ruthlessly. He pierced the chest of the Son of Mount Hua with one finger. The bright red blood poured over the void, dripping with dazzling light.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

He suffered a heavy blow, and the Son of the God of Mount Hua was defeated step by step, unable to defeat the Son of the God of Mount Tai. He was bleeding from the sky again and again. Not to mention the people of Mount Hua, people in the world couldn't bear to look at it.

"The God Son of Huashan is too weak, and he was beaten all the way!"

"The natal magic weapon was broken by Ye Chen and was backfired. The combat power has been greatly reduced. On the other hand, the son of Taishan is still in full swing, and there is no suspense in this battle."

"There is a battle situation, and the outcome has been decided."

The discussion started again, and most people didn't watch it, and they were drinking tea leisurely.

The corners of the head of Taishan's mouth curled slightly and glanced at the side of Huashan.

The real person in Huashan said nothing and closed his eyes slightly. He didn't want to see the arrogant attitude of the head of Mount Tai. He was already mentally prepared. Victory and defeat were common in military affairs! He could see it openly.

Fairy Huashan took a deep breath, then closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at her.

"So embarrassing." The goddess of Huashan buried her head and lowered her eyes.

When I went to see Mr. Ye, I said the most calmly.

This guy didn't go to see the battle, he just buried his head and wiped a purple divine bead, which was shiny and shiny. He didn't feel sorry for the hammer of the God of Huashan.

ah....!

The howling of the Son of the God of Mount Hua filled the sky and kept bleeding. He was not inferior to the Son of Mount Tai. He was not at the peak. It was actually not important whether he had a natal magic weapon. What was terrible was the backlash. It was a terrible Taoist injury that took many years to heal.

At this moment, he was weaker than before he was in seclusion. On the other hand, the Son of Taishan was stronger than before. It was strange that he had fought all the time since he went to the battlefield.

There is indeed no suspense in this battle.

The son of Huashan was defeated, and was extremely tragic. He fell from Xutian and fell into the ground with a pool of blood. He just stood up and saw a treasure seal pressing him down and suppressing him strongly.

"Waste." The son of the Mount Tai smiled and slapped the son of the Mount Hua with one palm.

The real person in Huashan raised his hand and took over his own son of god through the vast void.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

The son of Huashan was quite restless, with his hair disheveled, his face was ferocious, and his heartbroken. He said that he was so useless that he really forced him crazy, and he was so frustrated that he was defeated.

The fairy of Huashan sighed and brushed her hand and imprisoned the Son of Huashan.

Now, Ye Chen became the target of the God Son of Huashan. His scarlet and terrifying eyes were full of murderous intent. If it weren't for this stone spirit, he would not have been defeated so tragically.

Ye Chen ignored it and just buried his head in wiping the magic bead. Can I blame me? You are so excited when you are fine, and you dare to kill me. If you don’t kill you, you will be very proud.

On the stage, the Son of the God of Mount Tai had left, and someone came to the stage again, and he was the Son of the God of Mount Song.

This cross-eyed fighter is even more arrogant than the Son of the Goddess of Mount Tai. The combat power that was previously consumed by the goddess of Mount Heng has been completely restored, jumping around and is another fierce animal.

"Goddess, please!" The son of the Songshan Goddess looked at the Goddess of Huashan.

"If you can admit defeat if you can't fight, you can't admit defeat." Ye Chen said with his head. He didn't feel sorry for the goddess of Huashan who was hit. He felt sorry for his body, so don't break it.

The goddess of Huashan glared fiercely and turned to the stage. There is no reason for a goddess of all sects to admit defeat. She is not embarrassed to be defeated, and she will be faceless if she surrenders without fighting.

"Boy, put your mouth clean."

Before the war began, the words of the Son of the God of Songshan sounded in the ears of the Son of Kunlun. The drunkard was still very protective of his wife and dared to scold people, so he didn't mind going on stage to practice.

"It's easy to say." The corners of the God of Songshan raised their mouths slightly.
Chapter completed!