In the secret room of the side hall.

Shen Changqing sat cross-legged, with the Divine Sword of Hatred lying flat in front of him. Waves of tyrannical sword intent erupted from the sword, and the terrifying aura circulated, making ordinary god-lords feel their hearts ache.

It's just that there is an invisible force, like a mountain, pressing on the Sword of Hatred, making it impossible to break free.

"Why struggle in vain? Why not surrender to me? You may not have the chance to attain the twelfth level of enlightenment in the future!"

Shen Changqing looked at the Hentian Divine Sword that was constantly struggling and said slowly.

This magical weapon was seized from the hands of the Bihuang and has been in a state of struggle and resistance. This is because he has achieved a breakthrough in strength by attaining the realm of the Ten Thousand Dharmas.

otherwise.

Shen Changqing was not sure about suppressing the God of Hatred Sword.

This is the power of the top eleven treasures.

At its peak, it could make even the top gods change their looks.

Even if most of the power in the treasure is lost, it can still threaten ordinary gods with the power of its own material.

You can say it bluntly.

If the God of Hatred Sword was in its heyday, even Shen Changqing now would not be 100% sure of being able to suppress it.

When Shen Changqing finished speaking, he saw the Divine Sword of Hatred suddenly stop trembling, and green light emerged, transforming into a young man with an unruly face and stern eyes.

"I didn't expect that in millions of years, such a genius would be born in the world. It's a pity that you were born tens of millions of years later. Otherwise, I would have wanted to fight with you!"

"Your Excellency, is Shenkong?"

When Shen Changqing saw the young man in front of him, a name couldn't help but appear in his mind.

God is empty!

In ancient times, the Bixuan God Clan suppressed the supreme genius of an era.

Shen Changqing also heard about Shen Kong's name from the mouth of the Sword God, the leader of the God-Destroying Sword Sect.

Although he has never seen Shen Kong's appearance, the sword spirit incarnation of the God of Hatred Sword in front of him is most likely the former supreme genius.

"Yes, I am Shen Kong!"

Shen Kong stood with his hands behind his hands and spoke in a very dull voice.

"The background of the Bixuan God Clan is beyond your imagination. Even if you have a strong man from the Sword God Clan to protect you, you cannot offend the Bixuan God Clan.

Your strength is very good. In any era, you can compete with the supreme genius. There is no need to ruin your own path because of this matter.

As long as you return the God of Hatred Sword to the Bixuan God Clan, I can make the decision to resolve the grudges between you and the Bixuan God Clan.

From now on, you and the Bixuan God Clan will not invade each other, and the Bixuan God Clan will not cause trouble for you again."

Hear the words.

Shen Changqing looked at Shen Kong and suddenly smiled and said: "Your Excellency is right, but it's a pity that I don't intend to compromise."

"what do you mean?"

Shen Kong frowned.

Shen Changqing said: "It's not interesting. The grudge between me and the Bixuan God Clan has long been irresolvable, and I will not return the God of Hatred Sword.

If you are willing to surrender to me, when you face the Bixuan God Clan in the future, I may be able to show mercy and give the Bixuan God Clan a chance of survival."

These words made Shen Kong's face gradually darken.

He looked at Shen Changqing coldly, with a stern look on his face: "I just passed Yi Zhe, don't say that you have not become the supreme genius now, even if you really become the supreme genius in this world, what will happen.

The power of the Celestial Gods and the Divine Palace is beyond what you can imagine now.

Your arrogance now will definitely pay the price for it in the future."

Shen Changqing looked sarcastic: "It's not your turn as a loser to judge what happens to me in the future."

"How dare you say I'm a loser!"

These words completely ignited Shen Kong's anger.

Although he has fallen, in ancient times he was still the one who suppressed the supreme genius of an era and reached the pinnacle of the God Lord.

"Proving the Divine Lord failed, he turned into a divine weapon and survived in disguise. If this is not a loser, then what is a loser?"

Shen Changqing smiled disdainfully. In his opinion, Shen Kong's pride was completely vulnerable.

A failure to prove the Tao Shenjun, he had a condescending attitude from the beginning to the end. Shen Changqing couldn't see what pride Shen Kong had.

Is it his current identity as an eleventh-grade Taoist soldier, or is he the supreme genius who once suppressed an era in the past.

These two points.

In Shen Changqing's eyes, they are not worth mentioning.

In every era, there are supreme geniuses born. Some supreme geniuses can reach the top of the treasure, while some supreme geniuses fall halfway.

the latter.

Naturally, he is a loser.

After hearing Shen Changqing's words, Shen Kong's originally angry face instantly calmed down, and he looked at the person in front of him indifferently.

"Since you are so arrogant, then I want to see how far you can go. This era is extraordinary, and you may not have the chance to become the supreme genius.

When you die, I will kill all the Tianzong!"

Finished.

The figure of Shen Kong disappeared and returned to the Sword of Hatred.

This time.

The Divine Sword of Hatred no longer made any struggle, just like a quiet mortal soldier lying there.

The conversation has reached this point, and there is no need to continue the conversation.

In Shen Kong's view.

Shen Changqing is now blinded by his own reputation and strength, arrogant and arrogant.

No matter in which era, there are such monks.

Often these monks do not live long.

Now that his remnant soul has turned into the sword spirit of the Hatred God Sword, Shen Kong has enough time to wait for Shen Changqing's death.

Shen Kong knew very well how strong Tianzong was.

As long as Shen Changqing falls.

Tianzong should be unable to restrain his own strong men.

By then.

Shenkong is confident enough to slaughter the entire Tianzong.

"You won't get that chance!"

Shen Changqing used the Tao Foundation of Ten Thousand Methods as the foundation and gathered the mysterious Tao charm. The seals on his hands turned into Tao shackles, which fell directly on the God of Hatred Sword.

As the shackles fall.

The power of the God of Hatred Sword was instantly blocked.

Finish these.

Shen Changqing directly threw the God of Hatred Sword into the Minghe Realm.

…

Minghe boundary.

Now I am also in shock.

First, the sun fell, and flames swept across the sky. The terrifying temperature has not dropped much so far.

Later.

Crystals like mountains fell from the sky, and the earth shook.

All kinds of strange phenomena.

Everyone who was cultivating in the Minghe Realm was shocked.

"When the sun falls, there may be great opportunities!"

In Minghe City, Gongyi Fei looked at the fiery red sky that had not completely dissipated and the final position of the sun's fall, with a serious look on his face.

Even though he was hundreds of millions of miles away, he could still feel the terrifying aura.

In front of this breath.

There is no difference between the Nine Levels of Cave Heaven and ants.

Even on Qingwei's body, Gongyi Fei had never felt such a terrifying aura.
To be continued...