Chapter 882 Yuanshi Daluo Altar
"Conspiracy, this is a conspiracy!"

Tian Xuanzi was no fool, he immediately understood that this was a conspiracy that the Ten Emperors' families had prepared long ago. The murderous looks of those imperial cultivators showed that they had long been prepared to kill, while he himself was still just pretending.

In this case, it would be strange if the cultivators of the Jiutian Sect did not suffer a great loss.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten thousand of the hundreds of thousands of Jiutian Sect monks turned into ashes. Their deaths were extremely miserable. They even had expressions of stunned and disbelief on their faces before they died.

"Kill them!"

Tian Xuanzi roared and joined the battle. With a flick of his snow-white whisk, he turned dozens of imperial clan cultivators into ashes and transformed them into dozens of Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi.

"Don't think about it!"

Without waiting for Tianxuanzi to continue killing, Gu Qingming came forward. His palm once again turned into the one-foot-high Eight Desolate God-conferring Stele, and he slammed it towards Tianxuanzi like a brick!

Buzz!
Before the divine monument fell, the void collapsed first, and the terrifying repressive force enveloped Tian Xuanzi.

"Go away!"

Tian Xuanzi rushed over to stabilize the situation. With a loud roar, his whisk turned into a pillar of heaven. The snow-white whisk threads rolled past like a flowing river of stars, crushing the void into black holes.

hum!
The Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument suddenly turned into a thousand feet tall and rushed forward to attack.

Rumble!
The whisk was not a supreme treasure after all, and could not withstand the power of the Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument. It was blown away and returned to its original form.

"You can't bully me because I don't have any treasure!"

Tian Xuanzi's face turned dark, and in anger, the Yuanshi Daluo altar under his feet rolled over and over, and he brazenly held down the Eight Desolate God Stele. The two treasures collided, and dense cracks in the void spread out. Many cultivators who were caught off guard were sucked into the cracks and fell into the endless void!

"Tian Xuanzi, you are such a despicable villain. If I hadn't been prepared, you would have succeeded just now!"

Gu Qingming, the villain, filed the complaint first and threw dirty water on Tian Xuanzi.

Tian Xuanzi was so angry that he was fuming. He did nothing, but became the fuse that triggered this war. He had no way to defend himself.

Boom boom boom!
The Eight Desolations Conferred Gods were colliding wildly with the Yuanshi Daluo Altar, but neither could do anything to the other for the time being. However, the tens of millions of gods that had previously appeared from the divine monument displayed terrifying power.

Millions of gods were connected to the vast calamity clouds in the sky, and billions of thunders continuously descended to bless these gods with power. All the gods wielded thunder and lightning to divide and surround the pitiful hundreds of thousands of Jiutian Sect monks, and rapidly devoured them.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, more than half of the monks of the Jiutian Sect were reduced to ashes by the terrifying thunder, and nothing was left.

After millions of gods received the blessing of the Eight Desolate God Monument, it was equivalent to millions of powerful beings who could control the Great Dao of the Emperor of Tribulation. These gods could even bless Gu Qingming's power in turn!

Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, Gu Qingming raised his hand, and countless purple thunders enveloped Tian Xuanzi.

"Little tricks!"

Tian Xuanzi sneered, showing no fear at all. Billions of Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi lingered around his body, repelling all thunder. That was not all. Tian Xuanzi's pressure skyrocketed, and with the blessing of Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi, he reached the late stage of Daluo Zhenxian realm.

"Now you are just an ant!"

Tian Xuanzi, whose cultivation level skyrocketed, sneered and stretched out his hand to slap Gu Qingming.

A giant hand appeared, covering the sky with a diameter of ten thousand feet and exuding a strong aura of time.

"Hey, are you the only one who has external blessing?"

Gu Qingming was not nervous at all. He just sneered. The millions of gods who had annihilated most of the monks of Jiutian Sect rushed towards him together. In a flash, millions of gods lined up behind Gu Qingming, and each god infused his power into Gu Qingming.

Roar!
Gu Qingming roared, and a terrifying wave of power swept out. Under his feet, a vast sea of ​​thunder and lightning appeared. All kinds of catastrophes of earth, fire, water and wind emerged one after another, making him look like the master of catastrophe. Boom!
A ten-thousand-foot-long fist shadow made up entirely of endless thunder emerged and slammed heavily into Tian Xuanzi's sky-covering hand.

This attack was the result of the combined power of tens of millions of gods and Gu Qingming himself. Tian Xuanzi was no match for him at all. As soon as the hand came into contact, it dissipated with a bang. Then, Tian Xuanzi screamed, and the whole person was submerged in the sea of ​​thunder and flew backwards.

The Yuanshi Daluo altar was very spiritual. It instantly caught up with Tianxuanzi who was flying backwards, and then mysteriously emerged to dispel the thunder surrounding his body. Tianxuanzi, who reappeared, looked very embarrassed.

This Yuanshi Daluo altar is indeed extremely mysterious. It can allow him to temporarily reach the realm of Daluo Zhenxian. Unfortunately, this improvement only looks bluffing. After the improvement, Tianxuanzi is fundamentally different from the real Daluo Zhenxian.

Even if he tried to improve himself forcefully, no matter his supernatural powers or magic tricks, he still couldn't reach the true realm of Daluo Zhenxian. In this case, how could he possibly be a match for Gu Qingming who was blessed by tens of millions of gods.

"die!"

Gu Qingming took advantage of the situation and showed no mercy. He roared and turned into a flash of lightning, appearing in front of Tian Xuanzi in an instant.

"Lord Holy Lord!"

"Holy Lord, help me!"

"I don't want to die, save my life!"

At this moment, most of the monks of the Jiu Tian Sect, who had been wiped out, issued a chaotic cry for help. At this moment, there were less than 30,000 monks of the Jiu Tian Sect still alive, and each of them was injured and in a very miserable state.

"Gu Qingming, do you really want to tear your face off?"

Tian Xuanzi's eyes were bloodshot and he asked in a hoarse voice.

"Hahahaha, what a joke. Now you and I are both in a great calamity. In this calamity, either you die or I die, and you still care about your own face. How ridiculous!

"you……!"

Tianxuanzi was stunned and speechless. It must be said that until now, Tianxuanzi has not been truly prepared for the calamity. The Jiutian Sect has dominated the Xihuang World for so many years. They are high above and have long forgotten how terrible the calamity is.

Even if they had experienced a terrible catastrophe before, that was in the ancient times, countless billions of years had passed since then, and the long time could bury everything.

"I admit defeat today, Gu Qingming, just wait for me!"

Tian Xuanzi glared at Gu Qingming hysterically. The Yuanshi Daluo altar under his feet swelled rapidly, but at the same time his cultivation level was rapidly declining.

After a while, he returned from the realm of Daluo True Immortal to the realm of Half-Step Daluo Daoist Master, and the Yuanshi Daluo Altar transformed into an area of ​​a hundred miles in radius, which shook away the cultivators of the Ten Emperors' families and allowed the only remaining cultivators of the Nine Heavens Sect to land on the altar.

"Run? Can you run away?"

Gu Qingming smiled contemptuously. He knew that the Yuanshi Daluo Altar was not a treasure for killing, but like the Tianxu Sect's Xiantian Hunyuan Divine Talisman, it was a treasure for preaching, so he was not afraid at all.

"Chase them and don't let them go!"

Gu Qingming shouted, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators from the imperial clan swarmed forward.

Unexpectedly, Tian Xuanzi suddenly gritted his teeth, and his cultivator from the Half-Step Daluo Daozun realm fell again and became the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

However, his fallen cultivation level turned into an extremely terrifying force and was infused into the Yuanshi Daluo altar.

hum!
The altar shook, and there was no change on the outside. However, the hundreds of thousands of cultivators from the Ten Emperors Family who had rushed up were strangely frozen there. Zhang Qian also widened his eyes.

Swish!
A gust of breeze blew, and hundreds of thousands of motionless monks of the imperial clan all turned into puffs of ashes and drifted away with the wind!
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of thousands of Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi were born and returned to the Yuanshi Daluo altar.

(End of this chapter)