Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 580 Dividing the Godhead (There will be another chapter to be updated later)
The natal magic weapon of Lord Huangquanfu is a holy sword of Huangquan.

He has practiced Taoism for 4000 years, and he was able to pass the Shinto certificate to attain the position of longevity. This Huangquan Flying Sword contains two methods of immortals and gods at the same time, which is mysterious and miraculous.

The Lord of the Yellow Springs’ Longevity of the Lord of Huangquanfu is stronger and superior than the longevity of the ordinary Primordial Spirit cultivators. With the limit of ten-thousand-year lifespan, some Primordial Spirit cultivators even died under the thunder calamity before they reached ten thousand years. Most of their lives have to be spent on self-cultivation, looking for auspicious places and precious spiritual materials to survive the calamity.

As a part of the world recognized by the laws of heaven and earth, the god masters of Zhengjiu, of course, have no catastrophe, so the god masters of all walks of life often make friends with the top soul monks in this world, and their status is far higher than that of ordinary immortals.

At this moment, Zhang Lie suppressed the main attack head-on, and the Lord of Huangquan Mansion suddenly appeared and launched a sneak attack. The holy sword of Huangquan later turned into a long dark river and fell. The river was illusory and cold, clear and deep.

Banion, the god of the Black River with a powerful body, was immediately suppressed. It originally had a powerful combat power, and its body was extremely tyrannical, similar to the sanctification of the body in the fairy world. As for conferring the gods, he paid great attention to the strengthening of the physical body.

But in the Styx transformed by the Yellow Spring Flying Sword, it was disintegrated and melted in an instant.

Part of the beheaded spirit body fell directly into the main trunk of the endlessly flowing Styx River. The blood sacrifice resentment and chaotic negative evil energy were washed away in the river, and merged into a tributary full of sulfur, bloody smell and decaying stench went.

The dog-headed god of death Monses concealed the fear in his heart with a roar, and fought back with a blue-flaming sword.

And the ancient sun god Mo Yapuge attacked Zhang Lie with all his strength. He couldn't believe that in such a short period of time, the Taoist in front of him really recovered completely without any damage.

"It's also the way of cultivating the Great Sun. Your understanding of the laws of the Great Sun is not even as good as that of Qingyangzi back then. You are just squandering your endless power. But is your power really infinite?"

Zhang Lie used the art of sword heart to penetrate the mystery to transform Taoism, transforming the endless sword energy he was controlling into the magic power of the primordial spirit, the power of Ziyang.

The raging purple fire burned mountains and boiled seas, devoured, refined, and wiped out all mana in the world, including even the power of the sun flame of the ancient sun god Mo Yapuge.

It's like a huge purple beast, covering and devouring the burning sun.

This is not to say that the Golden Flame of the Sun is inferior to the power of Ziyang, but that Mo Yapuge's comprehension and understanding of the Golden Flame of the Sun is far inferior to Zhang Lie's control of the power of Ziyang.

When Mo Yapuge and Monsers faced their respective opponents, they gradually fell into a disadvantage. On the contrary, Zhang Lie and Huang Quan still communicated to a certain extent.

At this moment, the aura of the Buddhist sword tens of thousands of miles away has also quickly approached, and it's not just the master Yuanchen of Ling'ao Island.

There are two huge auras approaching, it is Zhang Lie's eldest daughter Zhang Qing and second daughter Zhang Pan.

One of them is the Nether Goddess and the other is the Vast Sea Goddess, and they also practice Taihao Jinzhang Taoism, and their actual combat power is not inferior to ordinary Yuanshen monks.

Sensing their arrival, the two gods, Mo Yapuge and Monses, were even more frightened and made more mistakes. As a result, both of them were pierced through the body of the gods by the flying swords of Zhang Lie and Huang Quan, crushing the core of their divine power.

"what!"

"Aomuro, run away, take our children and run away... leave here forever, don't think about revenge!"

At the last moment of his long life, Mo Yapuge shot a ray of light into the sky.

In the next moment, his body, like Monthus, continued to shatter, and finally turned into a sky-filled flame. In the sky-penetrating flame, there was a golden mysterious mark that slowly condensed and rose. This is every Every god who follows the path of belief in the gods will condense the godhead, and it is also the most precious wealth of the gods.

At this time, Master Yuanchen, Zhang Qing and Zhang Pan finally arrived, but they didn't help, they just witnessed the end of the world's oldest god.

"I get the godhead of the ancient sun god, and the prince gets the godhead of the god of the black river. As for the godhead of the god of death, Menthus, it will be divided and divided equally between the two of us."

Zhang Lie didn't look at his two daughters, but directly said this to Lord Huangquan, and at the same time, he stared at each other.

The godheads of foreign gods don't have much meaning to people who practice Taoism, but to people who practice God's way, they can obtain a huge amount of knowledge from them, which is a huge fortune.

A total of five foreign gods died here, but Huang Quan could only take away one and a half, which was not the best quality among them. If it was before, Huang Quan would never agree to unacceptable.

But at this moment, the Taoist in purple robe and jade belt thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, then it's settled."

Strength is the premise and guarantee of all respect.

Previously, Huang Quan could vaguely sense that Zhang Lie's mana was far lower than he expected. Although he didn't know the reason, he wanted to kill himself.

Now that he found out that Zhang Lie's Taoism was unusually powerful, he put away all his thoughts.The magic power is low but the actual combat is great, but I respect it even more in my heart, because it means that the opponent has a huge room for improvement.

But Zhang Lie knew exactly what was going on, the other party's real Nascent Soul had been promoted to the ninth level of the Yuanshen, and he was already a top-ranking monk in the world, while his Daoist Nascent Soul had been promoted to the fourth level of the Yuanshen.

The first floor of Dao Yuanying is equivalent to the ninth floor of Human Dao Yuanying, the sixth floor of Tunnel Yuanying, and the third floor of Heavenly Dao Yuanying, so he is equivalent to the tenth floor of the opponent's Yuanshen, and his mana is a little higher. That's all, if you don't know how to do it, you can kill one of them.

Today, there are three and a half godheads in the account, which will be of great benefit to his next practice. Zhang Lie is quite satisfied, so he nodded and said to his two daughters at this time:
"Qing'er, Pan'er, the ancient sun god Moyapuge is dead, and you will be responsible for capturing Sun City. Although this world has long been decayed, Moyapuge has occupied this world for countless years. There must be some Collection, this is also an exercise for you."

"Yes, father."

The eldest daughter Zhang Qing nodded in response, knowing that this was her father's trust in the two of them, she must work hard and do it neatly.

Zhang Qing and Zhang Pan looked at each other, and then they both chose to beg Master Yuanchen for help. The two sisters came from noble backgrounds, and their own Taoism cultivation was also extraordinary. This junior is quite pampered, and with the help of this master's Buddhist sword, it would be easy to capture Sun City.

Zhang Lie didn't care whether Zhang Qing and Zhang Pan took the diplomatic route or the violent attack route, they completed what they had told them to do, and all the gods in the Ancient Sun God Realm would be wiped out. In any case, the end of this world was already doomed.

"Old five, old six, how are you recovering from your injuries? Can you withstand flying away?"

"Master, please worry, we can persevere."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Zhang Lie nodded, and then took his fifth and sixth disciples and fled away in a flash of light. From then on, this world was swallowed by the Netherworld and the Underworld.

(End of this chapter)