The most difficult system to open in history

The deep and melodious voice of the female saint in the snow field was like a girl's, but the meaning that came out was self-confidence and undeniable refusal. Once again, she slapped the air with her palm, but this time it was no longer a snowflake or a saint's finger, but a city.

The entire Glazed City!

Legend has it that the extreme northern snowfield is the coldest place in the vast land of Shenzhou, where nothing grows. On the endless white snow, there is a big city made of glass, which is the holy place and belief in the hearts of all snowfield tribes.

The monks in the Central Plains of Great Xia can only explore the details of the city in the words of their elders. Now it clearly appears above the heads of everyone. The huge statue in the center of the city is a woman with blurred faces and various figures.

The colorful glazed city slowly sank. Under the city, Emperor Kong raised his hands to the sky, and the golden light burst out violently. However, it was the holy country of the sage, and its quality could no longer be measured by cost.

The falling speed of Glazed City did not slow down at all, slow but unstoppable, pressing Kongdi's figure to the ground, and after a while, Kongdi's body with his hands raised was already on the same level as Zhao Yu standing on Tianxin Platform.

Zhao Yu was looking at Emperor Kong, and Emperor Kong was also looking at Zhao Yu.

Ebony eyes and golden pupils looked at each other.

Zhao Yu wore the sky-reaching crown that symbolized the emperor of Great Xia on his head. He was not angry and majestic, and he was extremely majestic. However, Emperor Kong had left his crown in the empire. At this time, he was wearing blond hair.

Zhao Yu has just reached the crown and is still very young, but Emperor Kong has already run out of fuel and is about to die, so this is a rising, new era and an era that is about to end.

The boy's eyes were calm and peaceful, without arrogance or contempt, and Emperor Kong's eyes were also calm and peaceful, without the fear or regret of dying.

The last piece of life feather behind Emperor Kong shattered, and he even forcibly fixed the body under Liuli City in place. He looked straight at Zhao Yu, as if he saw the beating soul in the depths of each other's minds, which was detached from the entire era. , then opened his mouth and roared at Zhao Yu:

"All my life, I thought I was invincible. Zao Wou-ki was invincible in the world, but I survived until he disappeared. In the end, I rebelled against the Yunyan clan and besieged the city of Shenjing. Zhao Xiu now wants to become a saint and follow Zhao Wuji, I will not let her get what she wants, but you, wearing the crown of God at a young age, can survive today is still unknown. I, Yukong, can stand alone against you, the Lord of Great Xia. Regrettably, I still want to open up a new future for my family today, and change the way of life."

Under the glazed city began to emit endless golden light, which is a kind of light from the gods, a true sacred light, repelling all other elements, domineering, majestic, inviolable, unacceptable by the Dao, and at the same time Emperor Kong Some howling, the painful voice resounded through the sky again:

"With the strength of the Sun Empire's tens of thousands of background and faith, and my body as a symbol, I will welcome the gods to come, and the brilliance of the gods will fill the earth, and everything will be wiped out under the power of the gods."

In the end, Emperor Kong's voice almost turned into an indistinguishable divine voice, and bursts of singing voices resounded under the colorful glazed city, and the slowly sinking glazed city was lifted up by the golden holy light, forming a blurred line. Qing's figure appeared inside.

Divine Art · Summon God.

Chapter 0172 The Lord of Radiance

Shenzhou Haotu Western Regions, Cloud City, Yuhuang Palace.

In the resplendent government hall, on the throne that originally belonged to Emperor Kong, sat a young Yuzu, the six wings behind his back shrunk slightly, his face was as handsome as ever, but on the face, it was full of shock, anger and dissatisfaction. The sound of drinking resounded throughout the hall:

"What use do I want you for? You are all a bunch of trash. The ninth brother and the ninth younger brother can't find it. What about the eighth brother? Tell me, where is the eighth brother? Where did the eighth man who is most valued by the emperor hide?"

If you pay attention carefully, you will find that the huge council hall looks a bit empty, and the number of people kneeling under the throne has shrunk by half compared to before, and they are all dominated by the younger generation, all bowing their heads in silence.

"Go away, if you can't find Lao Ba again tomorrow, you all come back with your heads up."

Just as the roar of the distorted third prince of the empire fell, bursts of crackling sounds suddenly burst out around the council hall. Everyone suddenly looked up and looked around. The tail began to shatter, covered with centipede-like scars.

The third prince gasped, then roared frantically:

"Sun Empire's forbidden technique, forcibly summoning the gods, what the hell is father doing?"

A god who has truly descended in the flesh, how dazzling will his divine light be?

Inside the square wall of the White Emperor’s Palace, there is an answer to this question. It is as dazzling as the light emitted by a nuclear bomb explosion. The colorful glazed city can no longer stop the holy light from sweeping outwards, and the momentum of shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods continues to rise. , the entire city of Shenjing seemed to have an extra bright holy sun, reflecting on the faces of the human monks.

Standing in the void, the blurred face of the Xueyuan female saint was full of dignity. The great masters who had been sitting on the desk all got up in an instant, and Zhao Yu, who was supporting the old queen, felt the old man beside him groan a few times. cough.

The most important thing is that Empress Wu, who had crossed the eighth heaven with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and did not continue to move forward. Instead, she took a step back slightly for the first time. The sea of ​​heavy water approached one inch inward, only three feet away from Empress Wu.

The holy light in the sky gradually shrank inward, and the sightlines in the southwest of the White Emperor Palace returned to normal, revealing the scene inside.

A slender figure, three times the size of an ordinary human race, gradually became clear, his face was also shrouded in a layer of holy light, and the wings on his back were appalling ten-fold, growing behind him, covering the sky and the sun, while his right hand , was grabbing Emperor Kong's throat, and gently lifted the latter, male and female were indistinguishable, a majestic and shocking divine voice came from under the holy light:

"Yu Clan, it was you who disturbed my slumber and forcibly summoned me here."

Forcibly using the empire's ten thousand years of experience to call God Kongdi is dying at this time, the fire of life is almost dimmed, but he is smiling, the corners of his mouth are grinning, blood is gushing out, the gums, the neck is soaked with a piece of blood red , then looked at the blurred True God, and said lightly:

"I, the No. 17 Feather Emperor of the Sun Empire, please lord of glory perish in the capital of the Great Xia God."

"What did you say?"

There was a rare question in the tone of the Lord of Radiance.

Emperor Kong opened his mouth even wider, and said slowly word by word:

"The Lord of Glory, please perish in the capital of the Great Xia God."

After the golden figure looked around, the sound of strong shock and anger resounded through the sky.

"I feel the aura of Dao. Damn it, you dare to forcibly summon me in the realm of the human race. Your family is rebelling against the gods. Not only you, but your entire race will be punished by God. I will kill all your blood. Draw it out, refine it into a puppet, and never be reborn forever."

"Under the constraints of the so-called Dao, you may not be able to go back."

Before Emperor Kong finished speaking, his throat was crushed by the Lord of Radiance, and the flame of faith burst and burned, and finally turned into a dazzling seed of faith, which was instantly absorbed.

"It's a mere ant trying to plot against the gods. It's not a pity to die. The little human race is also used by you as a reliance. It seems that you will use more blood in the future to spread more divine power."

Yuhuang Kongdi, who had ruled the Sun Empire for thousands of years and led the empire to a higher level, lost his soul and fell.

"I've been cowardly for a lifetime, but this time I finally got tough."

Beside Zhao Yu, the faint voice of the old lady rang out, reaching the ears of everyone in the Tianxin Terrace, but the mockery in it could not be shaken off.

After the Lord of Radiance absorbed the seeds of the Emperor Kong's faith, he stood proudly in the void and noticed the vision in the sky. The huge bridge between heaven and earth, full of flowers and flowers, was crossing the eighth heaven. , and the snow-covered female saint with a blurred face.

"The shackles of this avenue are really uncomfortable. There is still a saint, and one who is about to become holy."

Then he turned his head to look southwest, and the indistinguishable divine voice sounded again:

"It is at least ten thousand miles away from the Great Dao and returning. It seems that it is not easy to leave here. This place is destined to be swept away by the power of the gods. Little human race, why not be afraid of it."

After finishing speaking, the Lord of Radiance who descended from his real body raised his hands, grabbed the colorful glazed city above his head, and tore it fiercely to both sides. Countless holy lights burst out from his hands, like an indestructible sword, forcibly The birthplace pierced into the colorful glass, and the sound of shattering resounded through the sky. The phantom of the entire huge glass city began to break from the center, and the holy light broke through the city and went straight into the sky!

The figure of the Lord of Radiance instantly melted into the holy light and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the Snowfield Maiden. The two blurred faces were only one body away, and the indescribable mysterious aura clashed and diffused, and that It is a strong collision between the world of ice and snow and the world of holy light!

The Lord of Radiance clapped it down with a palm, and the female saint of Xueyuan pointed it out.

The female saint of the snowfield moved forward slowly, and her round and flawless right index finger gradually turned into an icy blue transparent color, just like the blue ice at the bottom of the extreme northern snowfield that had been frozen for hundreds of millions of years, the avenue of ice and snow condensed in it, freezing everything , while the Lord of Glory, who was rejected by the Dao of Heaven and Earth, has only a thin layer of holy light on the surface of his palm. Although it looks thin, it has the thickness and dominance that can stand against the Dao.

The palms and fingers meet in the void, just like two little children playing on the street, you give a palm, I give a finger, touching each other lightly, it seems a little slow and weak.

But after one breath, the entire void around the two of them in the sky collapsed, and a huge black hole appeared in the sky above the White-bottomed Palace.

Inside the black hole, the female saint of Xueyuan let out a muffled snort again, and took a step back.

The Lord of Radiance will advance again, unstoppable!

Chapter 0173 The Altar

I don’t know how many years on the vast land of Shenzhou that I haven’t experienced the war between the two saints. One is because the saint’s whereabouts are hard to find, and the nine-fold ladder is extremely difficult. The death knell in the world kept ringing. In that year, too many saints fell from the hands of that man.

As we all know, the empire has no saints, but it has a god.

So at this moment, the sky above the White Emperor Palace is a confrontation between gods and saints.

The huge black hole in the space cannot be healed for a long time. This is not the small world of the floating island where Zhao Yu was before, but the vast land of Shenzhou where the law of the road is perfect and the space is extremely solid. How difficult it is to break the space, the huge energy released after the space is broken and Gravity is also different.

The first confrontation between the gods, the gods had the upper hand, the saints took a step back, and then the gods continued to raise their hands, and you grasped the fist, which seemed to be holding a holy flame in the fist, and smashed it down towards the front.

The body of the Lord of Radiance is three times the size of the snowfield female saint, so his fist is almost the same size as the latter's head. The holy fire in the fist is extremely dazzling under the reflection of the black hole in the dark space. Under the holy fire is the female saint. That blurred face.

The female saint of the snow field didn't take another step back. Under the road, she stepped back step by step, so she chose to lift her foot forward, her figure blurred for a while, and a huge ice-blue ice crystal appeared under the fist of the Lord of Radiance, and at the same time Spreading five fingers, five faint blue snowflakes twirled on his hands, pushing them towards the latter's chest from bottom to top.

Attack to attack!

The ice crystals under the holy fist didn't last long, and were smashed directly, but they didn't dissipate, but turned into a cloud of light blue, more subtle ice crystal mist, covering and spreading the fist of the Lord of Radiance.

At the same time, the snowflakes on the five fingertips of the female saint were just a hair away from the chest of the Lord of Radiance, and they couldn't get any further, because a huge wing, like a shield of light, blocked the latter's body.

The Lord of Radiance has ten wings. For the Protoss, the wings on the back are sometimes simpler and more effective than the hands and feet, especially in battle, so in the next moment, four wings attack from different angles, flying in space. There was no sound in the black hole.

The four wings sealed off all the retreat routes of the female saint. The wings of the protoss were the sharpest and most powerful weapons they were born with. They pierced into the plump body of the female saint almost in no particular order. Inside.

But the Lord of Radiance did not stop, but raised his head to the sky, because the touch from the wings was not the kind of warmth piercing into the flesh, but cold, biting cold.

The pierced body of the snowfield female saint suddenly erupted with a burst of intense colorful glazed light, and then, together with the five non-stop spinning snowflakes, they burst open suddenly, and the extremely dark space crack in the void was instantly blurred. The blue ice crystals are all filled.

The ice crystals formed a gigantic altar. On the altar stood a statue of a woman in the center, exuding an incomparably mysterious atmosphere of ice and snow law. It was the goddess statue that appeared in the center of Liuli City before.

The figure of the female saint of the snow field appeared beside the eighth staircase, watching the regent King Wu who was surrounded by the ocean of one-dimensional heavy water. Her blurred face, which was originally shrouded in snow and mist, became somewhat clear. She opened her red lips and softly uttered a sentence:

"He is stronger than me, I can't hold him for a long time, so you don't have much time, if you don't succeed before he breaks the seal, then it will be regarded as the agreement between you and me, and I will leave."

The black one-element heavy water in the sky is still pouring out from the eighth heaven, turning into a huge tsunami wave and hitting the not tall figure of Empress Wu one after another, trying to rush Empress Wu down the eighth heaven. ladder.

Every time a tsunami rushes straight to the sky and overturns, Empress Wu's body will tremble slightly, but she will always be resisted by Nanming Lihuo in front of her. At the most dangerous time, the waves of one yuan heavy water have almost touched Empress Wu. Golden swinging phoenix robe.

Empress Wu turned her head, her eyes under her soaring phoenix eyebrows still showed no fear at all, she looked at the female saint of the snow field who had lost her momentum slightly, and after contemplating for a while, from the blazing Nanming Lihuo on her body, a shot flew out. A pale little Suzaku, accompanied by the majestic voice as always, flapped its wings and flew down to the ice and snow altar where the Lord of Radiance was frozen.

"Although he can't obtain the power of faith under the great way, his own foundation is too strong. Your ice and snow altar can't trap him. I will share a Nanming Lihuo origin and then a layer of restriction. Maybe he can be trapped for a longer time. After a quarter of an hour, Shanhaitu will automatically wake up, and even the so-called gods will be unable to fly by then."

The pale little Suzaku merged into the void and was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, but the void it passed was a blur after the extreme high temperature. After circling the ice and snow altar, it plunged into it, and the entire altar surface burned instantly. A large number of Nanming Lihuo were fired, and the trembling ice and snow altar regained its stability.

I don't know when, on the Tianxin Platform, the burly figure of Wei Guogong Xu Sheng reappeared beside the old lady and Zhao Yu, and all the generals and civil officials of Daxia returned with him one after another. Except for the general in charge of the gate of Shenjing City, the rest sat down before returning to the desk.

The Zhao family, the Lord of the Great Xia, is still standing on the Tianxin Stone in the Circular Mound, and the Regent, Empress Wu, is still in the sky to become a saint, so the foundation and backbone of these civil and military officials are here, even if there is a so-called true god descending, even if the divine Any battle in Yubo can instantly turn them into powder, and they still have to return after the evacuation and resettlement of the people in Shenjing City.

Where is this place?

This is the heart of Daxia, Shenjing!

This is the center of the inheritance of the human race, the White Emperor Palace!

As a human race, why should you be afraid of stepping on this land?

Wei Guogong Xu Sheng, who was still full of energy and blood, was not seriously injured, but his jacket was a little damaged. He simply put on the complicated and majestic Duke's dress and walked to the old queen's side, and his steps have recovered.

"How? Did you gain anything."

The old lady's inquiry sounded, and Wei Guogong, who walked to the center of Tianxin Terrace, then responded:

"It's been a lot of gain, and it's very beneficial."

The old queen nodded, stopped talking, and continued to look at the daughter in the sky, under the tide of one yuan heavy water. Her eyes were complicated and difficult to understand. Wei Guogong Xu Sheng hesitated, then lowered his head, and whispered in the old queen's ear .

Zhao Yu was right next to the two of them, so he could hear clearly, his heart shook violently, the hands supporting the old lady's arms shook violently, while the old man beside him sighed softly, and gradually closed his eyes. He closed his eyes, and murmured a little lonely:

"That child, what a pity, we Daxia, I'm sorry for him."

Chapter 0174

"At this time tomorrow, I want the head of Marquis Weiyuan."

Opening her eyes again, the old queen, who had a murderous look in her eyes, spoke coldly.

Wei Guogong looked solemn, stood up straight and bowed his head, and responded softly:

"The Fourth Army has been dispatched to pursue it."

Zhao Yu standing on the Tianxin Stone was in a trance for a while, because the sky of Yulongguan had collapsed.

Under the three-story high platform of the Circular Mound, all the civil and military officials of the Great Xia sitting behind the desk, the great masters have not received this news, because they never imagined in their dreams that they are invincible and the head of the military officials of the Great Xia who is as powerful as the sky However, Lin Lang, Marshal of Zhen Yu, Marshal of Xijiang, will fall in his prime.

Their eyes and attention were all focused on the sky, where the contest between Empress Wu and the eighth heavenly star had reached its final juncture.

Empress Wu, who had been exhausted and injured since just now, turned into the incomparably huge Dao Soul Suzaku again. After a phoenix cry, the pale Nanming Lihuo surged, Suzaku did not retreat but advanced, facing the tsunami-like rolling One yuan of heavy water rushed straight away.

Where Suzaku passed, countless one-yuan heavy water evaporated, and then the dark black ocean swirled and gathered to form a huge basaltic beast, with limbs like jade pillars standing proudly above the ocean, and the tortoise shell on its back was covered with Mysterious and complicated, the runes are constantly flashing, and when he opens his mouth, he roars.

The sea of ​​heavy water below him seemed to have suddenly had a commander, no longer a chaotic tsunami impact, but turned into two hands covering the sky, directly encircling the flying Suzaku above.

Suzaku flapped its wings, and Nanming Lihuo turned into a moon wheel, cutting off a giant palm, but was caught by another palm of Xuanshui, and with the bursts of evaporating smoke, Suzaku was dragged into the In the heavy water ocean, the sea surface returned to calm, and the regent Empress Wu was directly submerged in the heavy water of one yuan!

The large number of monks below, including several great masters, all took a breath. Yuan Jiang, the suzerain of Haicuo Sect, and several middle-aged generals in the group of generals couldn't help but take a few steps forward, with gloomy faces and fists. Hold tight.

Empress Wu, who has been in power for 12 years, is so majestic and confident. She has always said what she says, making people blindly convinced. As a leader, she is undoubtedly impeccable, but this time, the opponent she faces is not cruel. The foreign race is not the troublesome natural disasters and man-made disasters in Daxia, but the ubiquitous heaven and earth avenue on the top of the blue sky. Sanctification is an act against the sky!

The sky above the White Emperor Palace fell into a rare calm, and the white snow began to fill the entire space again, and it floated down, looking a little playful and fearless. Snowflakes are like this. Existence has meaning.

The cracks in the black hole in space left by the war between the gods and the saints gradually healed under the action of the law of the avenue, but the entire White Emperor Palace Circle Mound, and even the monks in the entire city of Shenjing knew clearly that this was just the calm before the storm. It is an increasingly overwhelming storm.

Above the sky, the flowery bridge spanning the sky and the earth has not yet disappeared, and the sea of ​​unitary heavy water is still rolling above, so Empress Wu's path to sanctification has not yet been cut off.

Under the plump body of the female saint in the snow field, a huge altar of ice and fire is suspended in the air, on which a pale red squirrel keeps wandering, sprinkling all-burning Nanming Lihuo to strengthen the seal, but above the altar, the A fuzzy statue, the first extremely small crack appeared.

Shenjing, Sitian Tower, the first floor.

The hurricane supernatural power that swept across the entire hall, along a straight line, raged behind the wheelchair girl. The girl's black hair flew all over the sky, and then the whole figure disappeared from the wheelchair. The hurricane dissipated and was sucked into the void in the air. The shadow wave hit the ground heavily, revealing its figure. Its body was a blurred black shadow. A blue vertical eye was shining on its forehead. The hurricane would cause huge damage after being rolled up and smashed down. As a result, the blue light on Hei Ying's forehead dimmed a lot, he turned around angrily, and let out a sharp and strong roar like metal in front of him.

This roar from the soul level cannot be heard clearly by ordinary humans, but to monks with strong senses, it is no different from a loud noise roaring in the ears. The little killing gods Lin Xiao and Qing Niantong sitting in the hall suddenly Standing up, on the circular stairs of Sitian Tower, the floating upward waves of nothingness stopped for a moment, and turned their heads to look down, one after another shining eyes suddenly appeared in the void. At first glance, it's like floating in the air.

Inside the main hall on the first floor, a slightly chubby figure walked out of the void, holding the girl who was just sitting in the wheelchair in her arms. There was not much panic in the girl's eyes, but she looked at it curiously. Suspended around Fatty, there are three huge balls of light constantly surrounding them. The balls of light switch back and forth between light blue and deep purple. As the colors change, the fluctuations of the elements contained in them also change between severe cold and thunder.