The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

Chapter 666 Mythical Battlefield
The sky above the grassland has been covered by a shadow. The shadow is not a dark cloud, but... a finger, Ning Que's finger!
Substituting one's own heart for Heaven's heart and one's own will for Heaven's will are already the power of gods and the authority of Haotian, the only true god in the night world.

Now, it is controlled by Ning Que, whose cultivation level has reached "omniscience and omnipotence".

After cultivating the immortality of the Demon Sect, the transcendence of the Academy, the emergence of the Dao Sect, and the immortality of the Buddha Sect, Lu Yuan's understanding of this world is enough to rival the gods.

"Goddess of longevity, why is this!"

"Could it be that God is going to destroy our grassland!"

"God, I beg your forgiveness!"

……

Facing Ning Que's blow that represented God's will, no matter whether it was a prairie warrior or a wizard and priest, they could only close their eyes and wait for death.

Only Master Baoding, the master of the Prairie State, had a ferocious look on his face!

The next moment, he actually sacrificed himself, completing the formation composed of the murderous souls of the entire Golden Tribe and countless resentful souls.

Endless blood and black energy enveloped the grassland. Blood shadows, skeletons, and killing souls condensed and formed on the grassland. They were the killing souls belonging to the blood sacrifice formation and were awakening.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Without any warning, the thirteen high priests of the grassland suddenly exploded into more than ten balls of blood... Their deaths were extremely tragic!
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

A bloody rainstorm fell from the sky, and all the blood of the thirteen prairie high priests was drained away by this blood sacrifice formation.

At the same time, the peerless killing soul conceived in the blood sacrifice formation finally condensed and took shape. The tall Dharma body stood on the grassland and roared to the sky!

"Roar!"

This is a peerless killing soul, its face is vaguely visible, it is the appearance of Master Baoding, but if you look closely, you can see that his body is completely made of the bones, blood and resentful souls of the deceased.

I saw this evil soul holding one hand in vain, and a bloody spear hundreds of feet long gathered in his palm.

Then the bloody murderous soul raised its head towards the sky and stabbed out the spear fiercely!
The belief of the herdsmen on the grassland is Changshengtian, who is one of the countless incarnations of Haotian. Therefore, Ning Que, who can usurp God's will, is the most terrifying heretic in the eyes of Master Baoding.

And anyone who is a heretic should die!
"boom!"

The blood-colored spear and the fingers falling from the sky collided with each other, and the vitality of the heaven and earth above the grassland was drained away, turning into a barren field.

The air waves emptied out and spread in all directions, and the billowing clouds were blown away by the aftermath of the fight between the two.

Looking from a distance, one can see the finger coming from the high sky, falling indifferently and firmly. Neither the blood-colored spear nor the peerless killing soul can stop it.

"boom!"

The finger as thick as a mountain finally landed on the grassland. The ground was cracking, and countless terrifying cracks centered on Ning Que's finger and spread out in all directions.

On the vast land, a huge rift valley with unfathomable depth was left.The blood sacrifice formation at the center of the rift valley and the hundreds of thousands of grassland coalition troops also disappeared under Ning Que's finger.

However, this was not over yet. In the newly born rift valley, countless Haotian divine radiances were ignited, and the radiance rising into the sky was as dazzling as the aurora.

Under the illumination of Haotian's divine radiance, those resentful souls who had been imprisoned by the national masters and high priests through evil methods finally gained true liberation and ascended to heaven.

But the flesh, flesh, and souls of the knights and priests on the grassland were purified into the purest particles by Haotian's divine brilliance, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"It's over!" Ning Que left these three words and disappeared without any regret.

In the end, nothing was left on the devastated grassland, but anyone with a discerning eye clearly knew that from today on, the Golden Tent Palace would no longer exist.

...Xiling Divine Kingdom, on the top of Peach Mountain, the Temple of Light
About [-]% of the power in the temple was invested in the battle at Qingxia, but the top of the huge Taoshan was actually empty.

Only Sang Sang stood on the top of Peach Mountain, looking to the north, as if she was watching something.

"Have you finally reached this point?" Bai Sangsang murmured.

Although he really didn't want to admit it, after inheriting Sangsang's body, he also inherited Sangsang's memories. The posthumous bond between Ning Que and Sangsang also straddled Bai Sangsang's heart, making his indifferent heart change. No longer pure.

Now that Haotian has become human, is he still the same Haotian?

The master's answer was no, so he took the risk to collect the seven volumes of heavenly books and hid in the dark in order to "change the sky".

Bai Sangsang's answer is yes, Haotian is me, human nature and divinity are all natures, and He is still the aloof Haotian.

But even though he didn't want to admit it, Ning Que's position in her heart was different.

"Next time I see you, I will definitely kill you!" Bai Sangsang unconsciously showed his little tiger teeth, which seemed...a little cute?
……

Today's world is destined to be sleepless. There are wars ignited everywhere in the sky and on the earth, north and south.

Tang Dynasty, Chang'an City.

The battle between the Suzaku Spirit and the Golden Dragon has reached a fever pitch.

The golden dragon comes from the Kingdom of Haotian God, representing the majesty of Haotian, releasing the will of Haotian to the world, it is a miracle and even a punishment from God, the power of a song is irresistible to the world.

In Chang'an City, except for Master Yan Se, who controlled the Shocking God Formation, he could barely keep trembling. The other practitioners of the Fate Realm, including Li Qingshan and Master Huang Yang, all stood frozen in place because they could not even move a finger. .

Standing stiffly is their last act of dignity.

As for the enemies, Ye Hongyu, Long Qing and others were also prostrate on the ground. As Haotian's most devout believers, they could not challenge the majesty of God.

The golden dragon overlooked the land of Chang'an and looked at the spiraling Suzaku spirit, with a look of ridicule and contempt in its huge eyes.

The power of the Suzaku Spirit depends on the Jingshen Formation. Unfortunately, Master Yanse, who controls the Jingshen Formation, has not long left to live and is at the end of his strength.

What the golden dragon wants to do is to crush its opponents and destroy all heretics with its dragon breath!
"Roar!"

The dragon's head breathed out, and the golden light condensed into billions of debris, falling into Chang'an City, like a river of sand with endless embankments, but every grain of sand was absolutely transparent, and every grain of sand contained endless pressure!
"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of Master Yanse's mouth. His face became extremely pale and his body became rickety, as if his life force had been drained.

"Chirp!"

The Suzaku spirit above the nine heavens let out a mournful cry. This was the first time that it was defeated by the golden dragon's breath in a head-on confrontation. This was a very dangerous signal!

In the distant imperial city, His Majesty the Emperor looked at the shimmering sky and the golden dragon head, silent and with a very solemn expression on his face.

The golden dragon head spits dragon breath towards Chang'an City, like a streak of golden sand, falling like a heavy rain.

Seeing this picture, for some reason, His Majesty the Emperor's face suddenly turned pale and looked extremely painful.

The Jingshen Formation could no longer hold up. As the king of a country, Li Zhongyi was the first to discover the problem, but he could do nothing about it.

"Master, did you expect today's situation?" Li Zhongyi thought to himself.

Then, he saw the darkness coming from the north!
(End of this chapter)