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Chapter 2757 God¡¯s War

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    On Santu River, the water area is wide.

    The space is chaotic and the secret of heaven is extinct.

    Great God Wentong chooses to take action here, so that he can hide everything from the sky and the sea, and even the deity cannot sense or calculate.

    "Snapped!"

    The Divine King Talisman cracked open again, and Wen Chu vomited divine blood from his mouth.

    One hundred and seven stone swords, all containing infinite magical power, can be turned into stone needles or into giant blades hundreds of feet tall.  Every time the sword falls, it can split a star and split a world.

    This is the power of God!

    If it weren¡¯t for the protection of the God King Talisman, or if the four true gods had taken action together, at this moment, they would all have ended in a disastrous defeat.

    Prajna walked towards Xiao Hei, and his snow-white jade hand stretched out like a phantom light, grabbing the edge of the stone sword.

    The stone sword struggled violently, the sword screamed harshly, and magic lines and strange patterns emerged one after another.  However, Prajna's five fingers were motionless, and the power of the stone sword could not break her flesh and blood.

    Xiao Hei¡¯s round eyes looked at Prajna with shock.

    No one knows how powerful the stone sword is.

    How can Prajna, who later became a god, be so much more powerful than it?

    Xiao Hei slowly released his grip on the sword hilt, feeling depressed and sad.  I thought that the Emperor of Slaughter of Heaven and Earth would be no weaker than anyone in his life, but he didn't expect that in the end, he would be worse than even Huang Yanchen.

    When it was in Kunlun Realm, did it ever take Huang Yanchen into its eyes?

    Prajna grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the divine light flowed on his arm, suppressing the soul contained in the stone sword, and said: "Back then, the twenty-four god of war tablets of the great god Xingtian were smashed into pieces. Unexpectedly, the Hades Palace actually turned into stone.  We took away these remaining stones and forged one hundred and eight stone swords."

    Zhang Ruochen looked at Prajna's expression and momentum, and his heart was slightly disturbed.

    He walked over and asked: "The one hundred and eight stone swords are controlled by the divine source and soul of the Great God Xingtian. They are powerful in battle. How did you suppress the soul power in the stone sword and suppress it?"

    How profound was Chi Xingtian's cultivation back then? The twenty-four God of War monuments were equivalent to his Star Soul God's throne.

    It is conceivable how powerful the divine power contained in one hundred and eight stone swords is. How can Prajna, a new god, be able to fight against it?  Even if you use the power of fate, you can't suppress it.

    Prajna's cultivation level cannot be that much stronger than Xiao Hei's, let alone be stronger than the Divine Formation.

    "This is not the time to ask these questions. Xiaohei, take Zhang Ruochen and leave first."

    Holding a stone sword, Prajna stepped on a turbulent Styx River. With a graceful figure, he flew out of the Yin Ship and rushed towards the 107 stone swords in the sky.

    Even the true god Wen Chu could not help but exclaim.

    Not even the Divine King Talisman can stop the stone sword. How could the young Prajna Goddess dare to rush into the group of swords?

    To the shock of the monks on the Yin ship, Prajna was not killed by the stone sword, but instead the two started fighting.  Every time the stone sword struck Prajna, it became hesitant and its power was greatly reduced.

    She was like a fairy, walking among the stone swords, slapping her palms from time to time.

    "It seems that the Great God Wentong does not dare to offend the Temple of Destiny, and has always kept his hands on the Prajna Goddess." Xue Tu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As a disciple of the Death God, even the Great God Wentong did not dare to kill her.

    Zhang Ruochen doesn¡¯t think so.

    Great God Wentong dared to ambush in Santu River, so he had the courage to kill them all.

    How could you not dare to kill Prajna?

    The only explanation is that the power of the soul in the stone sword is unwilling to attack Prajna.  The one hundred and eight stone swords are not fighting against Prajna, but against the great God Wentong in the distance.

    When this happens, there is only one explanation:

    Prajna refined the star soul of God left by Chi Xingtian in Jiuli Temple.

    Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen had more doubts in his heart.

    Jiuli Temple has long since disappeared. When was it born?

    Why does Prajna have the opportunity to obtain Chi Xingtian¡¯s Star Soul of God?

    Xiao Hei felt lonely in his heart, grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist, opened his mouth, and said: "Let's go, leave with me quickly. Once the old thief Wentong takes action, none of us can stop him."

    "Need not."

    Zhang Ruochen broke free from Xiao Hei's arm.

    "You won't run away?"

    Xiao Hei was not surprised. After all, how could Zhang Ruochen abandon Prajna and escape alone?  However, he is only in the Holy Realm, and staying here will only be a drag.

    Xiao Hei was about to take Zhang Ruochen away by force.

    Zhang Ruochen patted Xiao Hei on the shoulder and said, "You stay and help Prajna. I will escape alone!"

    In ?No one knows how powerful the Golden Burying White Tiger can be in this era?

    This kind of uncertainty makes even true gods fearful.

    "If you don't take action, I'll leave first!"

    Zhang Ruochen locked his eyes on a false god with bone wings on his back, and rushed towards him, preparing to break out.

    The false god quickly retreated.

    However, the speed could not be compared with Zhang Ruochen, and he was caught up in an instant.

    Zhang Ruochen swatted his arm out and used the Taiqing Cloud Pushing Hand. The palm of his hand shone with golden light and surged with divine power.  The ordinary palm is like a golden mountain transformed into the shape of five fingers.

    The false god also exerted all his strength to exert his magical power, and a Hades wheel formed in the palm of his hands.

    "Boom."

    The underworld wheel exploded.

    The false god's body-protecting aura was blown away, his body flew out, and a large amount of divine blood spilled out.

    It was actually unable to block Zhang Ruochen's blow.

    Xuetu and Yan Ting never imagined that Zhang Ruochen would be so powerful now. His combat power in the Holy Realm was simply unprecedented.

    "The world's myths are well-deserved." Yan Ting sighed secretly.

    Kongzhi roared: "With the great god here, why should we be afraid of Zhang Ruochen? If the Golden Burial White Tiger dares to show up, today will be its day of death."

    "The light of the Great Merciful Buddha!"

    Kong Zhifei was flying thousands of feet high in the sky with his hands clasped together.

    The golden Buddha light emitted from his body and turned into a sea of ??gold.  In the golden sea, nine-grade lotuses, sky-reaching Buddha shadows, ancient temples and other strange sights emerged.

    The golden ocean came down from above and suppressed Zhang Ruochen.

    That momentum and power fluctuation are far more powerful than the Nine-Tooth Wolf God General.

    "It's Kongzhi, the first among the lower three false gods." Xuetu reminded.

    He and Yan Ting didn¡¯t dare to take any chances anymore. The underworld¡¯s attack was so menacing that they even wanted to kill the Golden Burial White Tiger. What could they, the two holy monks, not dare to kill?

    Although they are the top powerful men in the world, they can't help at all.

    Xuetu was depressed. If he had known earlier, he would have led the holy army and swept across all walks of life in the starry sky battlefield. Why did the holy monks go to the abyss of darkness?  Why was he inexplicably involved in the war between gods?

    The world is too dark. The so-called gods cannot interfere in the secular world. You cannot believe it too much. Absolute cultivation strength is the foundation for settling down and establishing a life. You must overcome the disaster as soon as possible and step into the realm of gods.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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