Supreme Divine Emperor

3In that moment, it was as if all their Crazy Battle Team had gone insane. They no longer held anything back and only wanted to eliminate Di Hong and take revenge for him.     0

    

Both Di Hong and Yao Nantian had extremely ugly expressions on their faces and their hearts were deeply shocked by the imposing manner of the Crazy Battle Team.    

    

The first thing Yao Nantian thought of doing was escaping, but Zi Shang, Han Jun and Zhuge Lianying stayed in the three directions, in the sky and in the earth, there was nowhere to run.    

    

Di Hong let out a long hiss and was sent flying. One of his wings was almost sliced off from his body, and it was dyed in blood in the air.    

    

At this moment, his Crazy Battle Team had completely become that of a madman.    

    

"Swallowing Spirit!"    

    

"Kill the God of Aurora!"    

    

"Nine Netherflame, burn!"    

    

Three overbearing attacks directly struck towards Di Hong, the vast and mighty Qi was like a raging sea, surging ferociously. The sky was completely destroyed, and everything within a few kilometers was completely destroyed.    

    

One could vaguely see a golden light struggling and howling in the chaotic space.    

    

Xun Moxiang and the other two looked coldly at Di Hong. One side was filled with a powerful cold wave, the snow was dancing in the sky, and countless white light swords were constantly tearing apart the sky, while the other side was boiling with raging flames.    

    

In front of Li Jianli, a gigantic black vortex engulfed everything. The space that had just recovered was instantly shattered into pieces again.    

    

Let alone Late Period of Heavenly Spirit Stage, even if it were Peak Heavenly Spirit Stage s, under the attacks of these three people, they would still undoubtedly die.    

    

The rest of the place was not much better. The world was a mess, energy was rampaging, and all sorts of Spiritual Skill were being destroyed in a frightening manner.    

    

The Dragon Blood Valley and Fire Mulberry Nest Demonic Beast s wailed in grief. Their huge bodies were torn into pieces, and dyed the sky with their blood.    

    

This was a complete massacre, the Demonic Beast s did not have any power to resist.    

    

Not only was the Crazy Battle Team crazy, even the thousand or so cultivators there were all incomparably ruthless.    

    

Only after a long while did the world return to normal. Mountains shattered and rivers, and corpses littered the ground. Even the ground was dyed blood-red.    

    

"Cough cough ~" Yao Nantian continuously coughed out blood as he looked mournfully at Zi Shang. Han Jun and Zhuge Lianying cried out in a trembling voice, "You can't kill me.    

    

"Even the Dragon Blood Valley's Holy Son must die!" Han Jun was cold and detached. In his heart, Ye Chen was not only his savior, he was also his big brother, the Master.    

    

Ye Chen had died because of them, how could Han Jun let him off so easily!    

    

"Origin Returning Slash!"    

    

Han Jun's body leaped high into the air, his overbearing long blade slashed down angrily, Yao Nantian's eyes were filled with despair, he had never thought that he would actually die here.    

    

I am the holy son of Dragon Blood Valley, I will definitely shake a region in the future, how can I possibly die!    

    

Yao Nantian continuously roared, but at the moment, he simply did not have the power to resist. Zi Shang and Zhuge Lianying's auras were firmly locked onto him, and he was currently severely injured, so much so that he did not even have the chance to escape.    

    

He revealed his identity as the Dragon Blood Valley Holy Son, wanting to make the other party feel fear, but currently, everyone in the Crazy Battle Team, how could they let you go just because of who you are?    

    

They only knew that it was you, Yao Nantian, who killed Ye Chen.    

    

"Pfft ~"    

    

The vast Heavenly Dipper Blade River descended from the sky, striking right at the center of Yao Nantian's brows. Fresh blood spurted out, following that, the blade force rushed in again, and cut through Yao Nantian's body like a hot knife through butter.    

    

"No!"    

    

Immediately, Yao Nantian's body exploded, the only thing left between the heaven and earth was his last scream of despair.    

    

The crowd looked at Yao Nantian's corpse in shock, their hearts trembling, the Holy Son of the Six Ancient Demon Clan of Demon Domain died just like that?    

    

Feeling the aura from's body, for a moment, no one dared to speak. Moreover, they really wanted Yao Nantian and Di Hong to die, so naturally, they only had joy in their hearts.    

    

On the other side, Di Hong's entire body was drenched in blood, no longer possessing the aura and temperament from before. The golden Shenyu was drenched in blood, her wings were broken, she was in a miserable state.    

    

"Wa ~ ~" Just as he was about to speak, Di Hong spat out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Xun Moxiang and the rest with his cold eyes.    

    

"Yao Nantian is dead. It's your turn now." Li Jianli's mind was already filled with endless killing intent, as he held the evil blade and flew towards Di Hong, step by step.    

    

A cold and eerie aura was released from the evil blade, and the blood on the blade disappeared, as if it had been absorbed by the evil blade.    

    

"A spirit!"    

    

Li Jianli was infuriated, he did not hesitate to swing his sword, a storm of swords filled the sky, the colourful sword beams released a sharp aura, as though it could tear apart everything.    

    

Di Hong's eyes that were filled with rage stared coldly at Li Jianli, exuding a kind of deep-seated fierceness and killing intent. Only, at this moment, he no longer had the strength to retaliate.    

    

"Who dares to be impudent?" Just as the storm of swords was about to pounce towards Di Hong, a resplendent golden figure appeared out of thin air. It was a three legged Golden Crow that was several hundred meters in length, and its aura was majestic and as imposing as a mountain. It was extremely dazzling, and the moment it appeared, it instantly attracted everyone's attention.    

    

Boom ~    

    

The storm of swords exploded, dispersing into the void. Soon after, a vibration from the soul spread to the minds of everyone present. Some people immediately began to tremble.    

    

"What a powerful aura! This is the will of the Patriarch of the Three-Legged Golden Crow Clan!" The crowd was shocked as they felt the ferocious aura gushing forth.    

    

"After entering the Myriad Spirit Battlefield, isn't it impossible for anyone else's thoughts to enter your body? It should be done by now, even within the teleportation corridor. " Everyone stared at the vast illusion above Di Hong with gloomy expressions.    

    

However, in order to ensure fairness, everyone knew that once you entered the Myriad Spirit Battlefield, no one's will was allowed to enter. Otherwise, with just the will of the former alone, it would be enough to sweep through all of the cultivators in the Myriad Spirit Battlefield.    

    

"Don't forget, the third ancestor of the Three-Legged Golden Crow." Someone's voice was heavy, and the crowd could not help but gasp.    

    

Yes, a few years ago, the third ancestor of the Three-legged Golden Crow Clan was born in this ancient battlefield. Even if he could place a strand of his will on Di Hong, he didn't need to go through the teleportation gate to find out.    

    

"Those who don't want to die, scram!" Li Jianli's entire body released a gloomy Qi, his killing intent soared to the sky like a demon god. He only wanted to avenge Ye Chen, to kill gods and buddhas!    

    

"Child with a yellow mouth, you think you can kill this ancestor?" The thoughts of the Golden Crow's Three Ancestors looked at Li Jianli with disdain, but when his gaze fell upon the Sky Spirit above Li Jianli's head, his pupils shrank slightly.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

Li Jianli did not have a good temper at all, the golden snail above his head suddenly released a bright light and rushed towards the three ancestors of the Golden Crow Clan.    

    

That was the Golden Crow's Three Ancestors! Even if they had been sealed for tens of thousands of years and their strength was not at the peak, they should at least have Holy Spirit Stage.    

    

How could Heavenly Spirit Stage be compared to the one thought of Holy Spirit Stage?    

    

However, the three Golden Crow Patriarchs' expressions were rather serious as they stared at the golden snail. He was a terrifying golden snail after all.    

    

Just as everyone was breaking out in cold sweat for Li Jianli, the three Golden Crow Patriarchs did the same thing. They only saw him grab Di Hong, turned, and ran away.    

    

Everyone in the crowd was dumbfounded. Was that really the Golden Crow's Three Ancestor? He was just spouting vicious words a moment ago, why did he turn around and run now?    

    

They did not know how oppressed the three Golden Crow Patriarchs were. The golden snail above Li Jianli's head possessed an absolute rebound force that even the three Golden Crow Patriarchs did not have the confidence to break through.    

    

Of course, just this alone was not enough to scare the Golden Crow, the third ancestor, away. More importantly, he had already recognized what the golden snail was!    

    

Moreover, because his original body wasn't in the Myriad Spirit Battlefield, he couldn't maintain his will for long, so in order to protect Di Hong, the only thing he could do was to escape.    

    

It was as though the heavens and earth had fallen on his hands, as though a storm was brewing in the depths of the world. He was asking for a flower to bloom. This was too despicable.