The Ancient Desolate Saint left the high platform with one step in the air, gathered supreme power in his palms, and fell hard towards the Ancient Desolate Punishment Suppression.

The powerful force caused the world to change color, and the expressions of all those watching the battle changed dramatically.

Ancient Desolate Xing's expression was solemn, his arms shook the sky, and his solid divine power tore apart the heaven and earth, and bombarded towards Ancient Desolate Saint.

Katsa——

Space is broken.

The powerful force crushed the divine power, causing Guhuang Xing's blood to surge all over his body.

"Guhuang Xing, you lost!"

The Ancient Desolate Saint was arrogant, looking down at the Ancient Desolate Xing with a look of disdain on his face.

The third realm of the God King.

Just ants.

From the beginning of the war to now, Ancient Desolate Punishment has not been able to put any pressure on him, and Ancient Desolate Saint does not take the other party seriously at all.

Originally, the Ancient Wasteland Saint thought that the other party had some tricks up his sleeve, but now it seems that his original worries were completely unnecessary.

Regarding this.

The Ancient Desolate Saint no longer intends to waste any more time. The most important thing is to quickly suppress the Ancient Desolate Punishment and complete the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.

I saw a regular river coming through the sky, and the shadow of the vast river spanned the sky. The ancient saint stepped on the regular river and transformed into a god of heaven and earth.

Pointing one finger at the Ancient Desolate Punishment Seal, the supreme power fell like a torrent.

Just as Guhuang Xing was being completely overwhelmed by this force, a shocking bell rang out suddenly.

winter!

The sound of the bell sounded, and the void became stagnant.

When the Shadow-Zhan God King and other powerful men heard the bell, their expressions changed slightly. The mysterious sound fell on their minds, making their God King's state of mind unstoppably shaken.

The torrent of power that fell from the bombardment now shattered inch by inch under the shocked eyes of all the monks.

Ancient Huang Xing stepped into the air and held up a small bell with his left hand.

I saw that the small bell was only the size of a palm. The Taoist rhyme was flowing on the bell, and a thick sound came from the bell, causing the void to collapse silently.

"What kind of treasure is this!"

When the ancient saint saw the little bell, he couldn't help but shrink. He felt a strong sense of threat from this treasure.

Obviously.

The little bell is by no means an ordinary treasure.

"What a treasure this is, you will naturally understand it when you are suppressed by me!"

Guhuangxing smiled coldly, and the small bell in his left hand naturally flew up, instantly turning into a size ten thousand feet in size, and was about to suppress the ancient desolate saint.

Seeing that the Ancient Desolate Saint was about to be completely swallowed into the bell body, the opponent moved to the void first to avoid this volley blow.

However.

Before the Ancient Desolate Saint could take a breath, the Ancient Desolate Xing waved his hand again, and saw nine small flags rising through the air, and a terrifying bloody aura filled the air.

A small flag flew across the sky.

The sea of ​​blood spreads.

Countless arms stretched out from the sea of ​​blood, as if they were trying to completely pull the ancient holy city into the sea of ​​blood.

Such a change caused the Ancient Wasteland Saint's complexion to change again, and his divine power suddenly burst out, turning into an extremely sharp blade, cutting off all the arms that were grabbing at him.

Unfortunately.

The arms in the sea of ​​blood seemed to be endlessly killing. No matter how the Ancient Wasteland Saint attacked, a brand new arm would stretch out from the sea of ​​blood in the next breath.

At this time, nine small flags were seen shaking again, and the sea of ​​blood that was originally flowing in the void was overturned in an instant, and a torrential rain of blood poured down, trying to completely engulf the ancient desolate saint.

Just as the ancient desolate saint was resisting, the small bell vibrated violently, and the sound of the bell shocked his soul, causing his movements to stop abruptly.

Buzz——

Mysterious fluctuations came from the void, and a shriveled palm poked out from the darkness, easily breaking through the blockade of the sea of ​​blood and disrupting the suppression of the bell.

In this free moment, the Ancient Desolate Saint took advantage of the situation and escaped from the trap.

Everything happened too fast.

From being suppressed and beaten by the Ancient Desolate Punisher, to the siege of the Ancient Desolate Saint by the other party and the Supreme Treasure, and the attack of the mysterious strong man, all happened in a room of lightning and flint.

When the other God Kings reacted, they saw an old man in white clothes and white hair suddenly appearing next to the Ancient Desolate Saint.

I saw an old man appear.

Including the Shadow-Slashing God-King, all the God-Kings bowed to each other.

"Meet the Lord Yushi!"

"Um……"

Lord Yushi nodded slightly, but his cloudy eyes fell on Gu Huangxing.

"Today is the Heaven-Sacrifice Ceremony of the Ancient Desolate God Clan. Since Master Xing is a monk of the Ancient Desolate God Clan, why bother disrupting it?"

Lord Yushi's calm voice seemed to contain strong power.

Regarding this.

Guhuang Xing's expression didn't change at all. He held up the small bell in one hand, with nine bloody flags lingering around him. Even if he was facing the God Lord face to face, he was not afraid at all.

"The position of the Lord of the Imperial Court is occupied by those who are capable. Today, the Holy Desire of Ancient Desolation is going to take the throne. I am not convinced, so naturally I want to compete with him.

God Master Yu Shi is a noble God Master, but now he intervenes rashly, but does he mean to be partial?"

Before God Lord Yushi could speak, the Ancient Desolate Saint beside him shouted angrily: "Guhuang Xing, you are so impudent and dare to be disrespectful to the Lord God."

"The Lord of God is unfair, so why should we respect him?"

Guhuangxing did not retreat at all. When he spoke, he did not even look at Guhuangsheng, but kept his eyes on the Lord Yushi.

Hear the words.

The latter's eyes were slightly cold, and then returned to normal. His cloudy eyes looked at the nine blood flags and the small clock, and he slowly spoke.

"It is said that the Lingshen clan has four treasures, one is the Soul Falling Bell, one is the Soul Suppressing Bell, one is the Blood Spirit Flag, and the other is the Heavenly Punishment Sword.

But in my opinion, the Lingshen clan only has two treasures, which are the soul-destroying bell and the soul-suppressing bell. Later, the soul-destroying bell fell into the hands of the Nine Saints God Lord and was broken in the battle of Tianzong. Only the soul-suppressing bell is left in the world.

The remaining two treasures, the Blood Spirit Flag and the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword, were not actually refined by the Spirit God Clan, but were refined by the God Clan using the bones of the Spirit God Clan."

The words of God Lord Yushi can be regarded as explaining the origins of the blood flag and Xiao Zhong.

After hearing this, the Ancient Desolate Sage understood what the two treasures in the Ancient Desolate Xing's hands actually were.

Soul-Calming Bell!

Blood Spirit Flag!

at this time.

Divine Lord Yu Shi asked: "Master Xing, I just want to ask you, are you vying for the throne of the emperor of the Ancient Desolate God Clan, is it your intention or the intention of Tianzong?"

"Of course that's what I mean."

Guhuang Xing replied calmly.

Get a reply.

God Lord Yushi fell into a brief silence, and finally nodded: "You are right, the throne of the Ancient Desolate God Clan will be occupied by a capable person, and you can fight for it if you don't accept it.

It’s just that whether you or the Ancient Wild Sage are the God-Kings of our race, now that the Gods are in decline, the loss of any God-King will be a big damage to the Gods.”

Guhuang Xing shook his head, with a firm look on his face: "If Guhuang Sheng is willing to back down, I will naturally not kill him for the sake of my fellow clan members.

But if he refuses to give in, I may not be able to hold back when a war breaks out."

"It doesn't matter...I am getting old after all. There are some things I can only say here. I will let you decide the rest by yourself."

Lord Yushi sighed, and then stepped aside directly, with no intention of interfering at all.

Seeing this scene, the face of the Ancient Desolate Saint couldn't help but change.

"God Lord Yushi..."

Now that the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony is being held, there is the tacit approval of God Lord Yushi, otherwise the Ancient Desolate Saint would not have been able to subdue all the voices so quickly.

I thought that God Lord Yushi would come forward to help him solve the ancient desolate punishment, but he didn't expect that the other party just said a few words and gave in directly.

How could the Ancient Desolate Saint be reconciled to such a result?

But without waiting for the Ancient Desolate Sage to speak, the Ancient Desolate Xing continued to borrow the power of the two treasures to kill the Ancient Desolate Sage.

Soul-Calming Bell!

Blood Spirit Flag!
To be continued...