Chapter 485: The Battle of the Gods

Except for the Wanxiang Sect monks, all the people who entered the Luoya Abyss this time were injured in the other six sects, but fortunately, the losses were still within the acceptable range.

Only the Wanxiang Sect can be said to be safe and sound. This made the other sects surprised. They fell silent, looked at Yu Changsheng, and then felt relieved.

Compared with the Wuzhou side, the Qingzhou side was much miserable. Less than half of the cultivators who finally returned were. The most important thing was that several princes fell into the abyss. Therefore, the people who returned from Qingzhou were , each one shivering in silence.

Huang Pu Hongxuan's face was gloomy, and all the Qingzhou great masters were as silent as cicadas. They looked at the sparse returning crowd and did not dare to speak, and a depressive atmosphere enveloped them.

Meng Xiangrui shook his head, sighed with a sigh in his eyes, and looked at the other side of Changhong, where a gleam of light shone.

"Interesting, Your Majesty, have you thought about how to cramp the bones of this remaining immortal?"

Huangpu Hongxuan was silent. For a moment, his gloomy expression eased. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards the other side of Changhong. He stretched out his hand and made a sudden move. The terrifying aura instantly shot straight into the sky. The sky was like rolling, and the pressure of the transformed god exploded unbridled. Transformed into a pair of giant hands, they suddenly descended from the sky, shook away the clouds, and pinched Yu Changsheng hard.

"Wuzhou kid, kill my beloved son, massacre my people, take your life!!"

Huangpu Hongxuan spoke in a low voice, and the sound turned into rolling sounds flowing through the sky. Muffled thunder rolled and exploded in the sky, falling on the ears of everyone on both sides of Qingwu, like a sledgehammer that struck the heart, giving a severe shock.

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and countless people looked up in shock, looking at this sudden change. In the sky, the clouds rolled up, revealing the huge face of Huang Pu Hongxuan, wearing a nine-comb crown with a glazed dragon carving on his head, his expression was solemn and not angry. , the whole body was shimmering with brilliance, and the hazy imperial luck made it look even taller and taller. He spoke angrily, and the whole world was suddenly shocked.

"!!!"

Yu Changsheng suddenly raised his head, and a violent life-and-death crisis exploded in his mind. When he raised his eyes, he saw Huang Pu Hongxuan suddenly taking action. Suddenly, a huge vortex appeared in the clouds, and a pair of giant golden hands stretched out from it. , with Ling Tian's pressure, locked on himself, and fell from the sky.

Boom!

The clouds surged, and the giant hand of golden light exuded terrifying power, covering the sky and the earth, casting a shadow, bursting out with brilliant light, and grabbed Yu Changsheng fiercely.

In an instant, Yu Changsheng's mind was shaken wildly. The mere breath of Qi made his face turn pale instantly. A feeling of powerlessness burst out everywhere in his mind, turning into a strong life-and-death crisis and exploding.

"I will live forever and die!"

In the trance, only Huang Pu Hongxuan's majestic voice turned into endless thunder, piercing Yu Changsheng's mind, disrupting his cultivation, suppressing everything, and rippled and exploded.

The power of the God Transformation was unreserved at this moment and came out in full force.

Countless monks with low cultivation levels could not stop trembling instantly, and fell upside down on the ground. They looked at the giant golden hand with fearful expressions, their faces bloodless.

"Bold! Huangpu Hongxuan, do you want to break the treaty and completely trigger a war between the two states, causing all lives to be destroyed?"

At the critical moment, a voice full of anger also exploded, like a big bell of Honglu, opening up the sky and turning into infinite pressure, slamming into the huge golden light falling from Huangpu Hongxuan, one wave after another, like a flood covering the sky and the earth.

Boom!

In an instant, the giant hand of golden light trembled and turned into light and dissipated. Huang Pu Hongxuan frowned, snorted coldly, and looked at the person who made the sound with his eyes like thunder.

The person who spoke was none other than True Master Xue Xuan. At this moment, he looked at Huang Pu Hongxuan with cold eyes and an angry look. He took a step forward, rose up from the sky, stretched out his hand, and suddenly blood filled the sky. It rose up, stirring the sky, and facing Huang Pu Hongxuan, the pressure of the transformed god also broke out unscrupulously, shaking all directions.

"Xue Xuan Zhenzun..."

On the Wuzhou side, countless people were shaken, looking at True Master Xue Xuan with awe in a daze, and murmuring in a low voice.

"Is this the God of Transformation..."

Yu Changsheng held up one hand, lowered his head and swallowed a sip of saliva. The feeling of crisis in his heart temporarily subsided, but he was still vaguely uneasy. He raised his eyes and looked at the Xue Xuan Zhenzhen and Huang Pu Hongxuan in the sky. , a bitter smile.

The joy of just breaking through the Zi Mansion was gone.

Although it was only a moment, when Huang Pu Hongxuan took action, the feeling of powerlessness at that moment really made Yu Changsheng feel a fatal crisis. With a casual blow, if Zhenzhen Xuexuan had not stopped him, he would have been killed. Different place.

"It's still very weak. Zifu is far from enough. In front of the truly strong, they are just bigger ants."

Yu Changsheng exhaled a deep breath, and while murmuring softly, his expression returned to calm again, and his back was completely covered with cold sweat.

"Immortality!"

Yuan Menghua ran over quickly and called out with a hint of anxiety in his tone. After seeing that Yu Changsheng was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ancestor!"

Yu Changsheng clasped his fists and nodded.

"As long as you're all right," Yuan Menghua took a long breath, looked at the Wanxiang Sect, glanced at the sky with a slightly ugly face, and said:

"You did a great job on the trip to the abyss. Now the situation is unpredictable. Just in case, it's too late to celebrate. Let's go back first."

Having said that, Yuan Menghua didn't bother to talk, waved his sleeves and floated the spirit boat into the air, dragged everyone into it, and wanted to start the spirit boat and gallop away.

The other sect leaders were also like this. After taking over their talented disciples, they all wanted to leave the battlefield.

These Tianjiao disciples are the mainstays of the future for each sect, so there is no room for loss.

"Want to escape? Stay!"

This scene fell in Huang Pu Hongxuan's eyes. He immediately sneered, and there was anger spreading in his heart. The key point was to look in the direction of Yu Changsheng, and waved his sleeves again. In an instant, a storm formed, and the sky and the earth were overwhelming towards where Yu Changsheng was. The spirit boat sped away.

"call!!!"

The violent wind turned into a tornado, turning the wind, sand and rocks into a tornado that reached all over the sky and the earth. With the power of becoming a god, the power of destroying the world roared and roared towards the Wanxiang Sect flying boat.

"Hmph, if you touch me, the genius of Wuzhou, Huangpu Hongxuan, do you think I don't exist? Do you think you are the only one who can't transform into a god?"

Zhenzhen Xuexuan snorted coldly. After his words fell, a ray of blood shot out from its majestic body, blocked in front of the spirit boat where Yu Changsheng was, penetrated the tornado, and resolved the crisis.

The power of the sky exploded on Zhenxuan Xuexuan and Huangpu Hongxuan, affecting the sky and reflecting the heaven and earth. The intense blood light dyed half of the sky red. Zhenxuan Xuexuan's majestic body reached straight into the sky. With a wave of his sleeves, a wave of A vast blood-colored light curtain shrouded everyone in Wuzhou, blocking Huang Pu Hongxuan's attack and turning it into a protector.

Huangpu Hongxuan frowned, the Dharma statue stood in the sky, the bright golden light shone with a sacred meaning, the spiritual energy surged into a tide, and faintly, a vast dragon of imperial luck rose and fell on his body, and the ferocious figure was vaguely revealed in the clouds and mist. In this state, the dragon's head hangs down on Huang Pu Hongxuan's shoulder. It is noble but cannot be looked directly at. It breathes out the mountains and rivers and suppresses all directions.

The two confronted each other, and for a while the atmosphere was tense and depressing. There was a chill, the air surged upwards, blood and golden light each occupied half of the sky, stretching for thousands of miles, and the terrifying murderous intention was about to explode in the rise.

"Yu Changsheng killed many of my princes. Such blood feud must be avenged. Yu Changsheng must be handed over. Otherwise, Wuzhou will be wiped out with blood!"

Huangpu Hongxuan's voice was majestic and resounded through the sky. He spoke calmly, his tone cold and murderous.

"Huang Pu Hongxuan, you really can't keep your temper. In the Luoya Abyss, everything depends on fate. Your cultivation skills in Qingzhou are not as good as others, so how can you blame this junior?"

"As the Emperor of Qingzhou, Huangpu Hongxuan, you have really lived a better life these years. A bloodbath in Wuzhou? What a big statement, is it just you?"

Zhenzhen Xuexuan chuckled and responded calmly.

"Who said he was alone."

As soon as the words of True Master Xue Xuan fell, a loud sound exploded, and a terrifying aura rose up, raising thousands of clouds. From behind Huang Pu Hongxuan, a person walked slowly, but it was Meng Xiangrui.

Meng Xiangrui spoke calmly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, he rose up to the sky step by step. With each step he took, the aura on his body rose more and more, like a deep ocean, with waves of tides. Unexpectedly, the two of them, Xue Xuan Zhenzun and Huang Pu Hongxuan, did not lose any blood. They finally stood beside Huang Pu Hongxuan and looked at Zhen Xue Xuan. Their breaths were rising and falling, and a bright golden lotus bloomed behind them.

"If he alone is not enough, then what about me? Fellow Taoist Blood Xuan."

A joking smile appeared on Meng Xiangrui's face, and he spoke lightly. A surge of heavenly power erupted from his body, stirring up the storm.

In an instant, one after another looked at him in astonishment, and he suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, and a turbulent wave swept up in his mind.

"God Transformation! Another God Transformation True Lord!"

"The person next to Your Majesty is actually the True God Transformation?!"

"The two God-Transforming True Masters, can the Blood-Xuan True Master resist them now..."

Voices of surprise and suspicion rang out. For a moment, some people in Wuzhou looked pale and panicked, while those in Qingzhou changed their dejection and became excited.

"A person from the Holy Land..."

Zhenzhen Xuexuan looked at Meng Xiangrui with a gloomy expression, but he did not look surprised. He squinted at the two of them, a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold voice:

"It's interesting. The Holy Land is so high up there that it has never looked down upon us, a barbarian land like Wuzhou. Huangpu Hongxuan, you are colluding with the Holy Land and colluding with each other. Are you not afraid of attracting wolves into your house?"

"Haha," Huangpu Hongxuan laughed when he heard this, but he only glanced at Zhenxuan Xuexuan lightly. He was not angry and said calmly:

"Our two states have been at odds with each other and the turmoil has been turbulent for so many years. It's time to come to an end. Elder Meng's visit to help us unify Qingzhou is an act of destiny. You can't stop it."

"If you are wise, it's best to get out of the way. Of course, before that, you need to remove some disharmonious things in Wuzhou, hand over Yu Changsheng, avenge my son, and wait until I unify Wuzhou and let you self-govern. It’s never been impossible.”

After Huangpu Hongxuan finished speaking, the imperial dragon behind him rose and fell, creating a blur of afterimages. The sound of the dragon's roar continued for thousands of miles, shaking in all directions.

Meng Xiangrui nodded with a smile in his eyes and looked at Zhenxuan Xuexuan calmly.

Zhenzhen Xuexuan's face suddenly darkened, and a hint of anger appeared on his face while his brows were furrowed. He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, which turned into a storm and swept towards the two of them. He snorted coldly and said:

"Deceive people's hearts. Yu Changsheng is my genius in Wuzhou. If you want someone, it's absolutely impossible!"

Having said that, Zhenzhen Xuexuan suddenly made a move, and the blood light flashed violently, and a blood-red bell appeared in the haze. This bell was huge, and its whole body was blood-red, as if it was watered by blood, and scattered eerie and terrifying... breath.

When it appeared, it suddenly became blood-colored, and a shadow of a sea of ​​blood rose in the haze. The bell was vast and stood in the sea of ​​blood. The surging blood waves rushed over and hit the bell wall, but it did not move at all. The dense and mysterious runes on it flashed, suppressing the sea of ​​blood and holding the sky. Then it shook violently, and the ancient bell sound reverberated and echoed in an instant, comparable to the power of the god sweeping across the abyss.

"Buzz! Buzz!! Buzz!"

The bell sounded majestic and vast, and waves of sound swept the sea of ​​blood surging, surging and rushing towards Huangpu Hongxuan and Meng Xiangrui.

Huangpu Hongxuan and Meng Xiangrui's eyes suddenly condensed, feeling the blood-profound bell in the hands of the true master of the blood-profound, their pupils shrank slightly, and a look of fear flashed across them. They each waved their sleeves to unfold their magical powers and break the sea of ​​blood of the bell sound.

"Divine weapon...Xuexuan Bell, Xuexuan, you really have this trick up your sleeve."

Huangpu Hongxuan's tone was slightly more serious, and he looked at Xuexuan Zhenzun vigilantly and said.

Divine weapon, as the supreme treasure, is difficult to exert its full power without the cultivation of the God Transformation, but even the God Transformation rarely has a divine weapon.

Treasures of this level are difficult to possess even for the God Transformation, and the Xuexuan Bell in the hands of the Xuexuan Zhenzun was also made by the Xuanyin Sect for countless years and spent countless efforts on natural materials and treasures. It is also one of the foundations of Xuanyin, and has been passed down to this day and mastered by the Xuexuan Zhenzun.

And the God Transformation with a divine weapon and the God Transformation without a divine weapon are two completely different concepts. To some extent, the God Transformation holding a divine weapon is almost equivalent to having another God Transformation-level combat power.

So, the sacrifice of the Xuexuan Bell made both of them treat it with solemnity.

"Hmph, it just so happens that I haven't had a proper fight for too long. So what if there are two gods today? It's just right to use the blood of the gods to refine the bell in my hand. Otherwise, without blood, it will rust."

Xuexuan Zhenzun was stunned by his cold voice, and his words were full of murderous intent. As he spoke, he slapped the bloody bell hard, and the bell sounded again, and a layer of blood sea that covered the sky and the earth surged. With the sound of the bell, waves continued to surge towards the two people.

Huangpu Hongxuan and Meng Xiangrui looked at each other, and they saw the solemnity in each other's eyes. They didn't dare to be careless. They used their magical powers to resist while casting spells. In an instant, the sea of ​​blood surged, the waves were surging, the long dragon of imperial luck roared in it, and the sky sword split everything across the sky... (End of this chapter)