Supreme Divine Emperor

4"Why is there no movement?" Blood Qilin stood in the distance and looked at the ferocious blood colored fire dragon for a long time. He did not know why, but at another place, Xiao Feng s had not appeared for a long time.    3

    

Roar ~ ~    

    

Suddenly, the blood colored fire dragon released a wail, and following that, balls of Black Flame s burned out from his body. The blood colored fire dragon struggled, but the Black Flame seemed to be even more tyrannical, enveloping it from the inside, and did not have the power to retaliate!    

    

Blood Qilin's pupils constricted as he quickly retreated far away. That terrifying imposing manner caused him to feel a burst of fear.    

    

Above the crystal palace, the crimson fire dragons were constantly churning. However, black flames were constantly burning from the inside out, and a faint green flame could be seen flashing with a weak light.    

    

Abruptly, a green moon rose from the sea of black flames. Above the green moon, a divine bird of Black Flame was circling around. Soon after, the green flames and Black Flame merged together, continuously burning the blood-red fire dragon.    

    

The Crimson Fire Dragon continued to struggle. Suddenly, the crimson flames disappeared and the Crimson Fire Dragon let out waves of painful wails.    

    

The mysterious power seeped into the blood colored fire dragon's body. However, all of this was in vain as the blood colored fire dragon became smaller and smaller as it was refined by the green flames and Black Flame.    

    

Blood Qilin was at a loss, he did not know what was going on, but he knew that all of this was definitely related to Ye Chen.    

    

"Rumble …"    

    

Just at this moment, a thunderous roar came from the sky and the clouds dissipated. In the distance, a black vortex appeared and began to suck in the spiritual energy from the heavens and earth.    

    

"Someone has reached the top?" Blood Qilin regained his senses and looked into the distance in shock.    

    

It was obvious that someone had successfully climbed onto the Spiritual Moutain and activated the spatial teleportation formation on it.    

    

Blood Qilin looked deeply at the crystal palace and the violent sea of flames.    

    

At this moment, on the peak of a Spiritual Moutain, countless cultivators were excitedly looking at the black vortex in the sky.    

    

"Haha, I've broken through! Peak Heavenly Spirit Stage!"    

    

"I broke through as well, reaching the semi-sage realm!"    

    

"Our Realm of the Gods is the number one of this year's Myriad Spirit War, and this is only the first Spiritual Moutain. Senior Brother Zhao Wuji is indeed powerful."    

    

The crowd of Realm of the Gods cultivators boiled up as they looked at the golden armored man in the vortex with reverence. Their eyes were filled with worship.    

    

The golden armored man was none other than Zhao Wuji, the number two powerhouse of the young generation of the Realm of the Gods. Under his lead, the Realm of the Gods had successfully ascended to the top, opening the first transmission array.    

    

Boundless energy of heaven and earth was absorbed by the black vortex and the God Realm of Profound Heaven Continent was at the other end of the teleportation formation. Under the baptism of such boundless energy of heaven and earth, numerous experts would definitely be born in the God Realm.    

    

This was one of the meanings of the existence of Myriad Spirit Battlefield. The ten realms competed for the energy of heaven and earth, obtaining more cultivation resources for one's own domain. This energy of heaven and earth was only one of them, in addition to the Divine Pavilion as a reward.    

    

Zhao Wuji stood in the air with his arms spread wide. His entire body had been baptized by the power of the heaven and earth. His whole body was shining with a dazzling golden radiance, as if he was a god.    

    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

    

Suddenly, an endless amount of beautiful lights shot from the bottom of the mountain, causing the expressions of many people at the front to change, but before they could even react, they were all killed by the powerful Spiritual Skill.    

    

"Bastard, you dare to sneak attack my Celestial domain? Are you courting death?" One cultivator shouted in anger, and the others also reacted. All of their previous excitement had disappeared, and what replaced it was a thick killing intent.    

    

"Haha, Zhao Wuji, you can't do anything about it now, can you? These people are going to die!" A wild roar came from the mist, followed by several figures shooting over, countless powerful Spiritual Skill bloomed in the air without hesitation.    

    

"Quick, stop them!" As long as Senior Brother Zhao Wuji has fully activated the spatial teleportation formation, he can kill them one by one. " Some of the cultivators cried out in shock. They finally understood why the other party had come.    

    

Now, although the space transmission array was open, it had to be controlled by someone. Only when the Realm of the Gods was managed by its own people would the power of the heavens and earth be transmitted to the Realm of the Gods.    

    

Once no one controlled the spatial teleportation formation, the energy of heaven and earth would be randomly sent to the Profound Heaven Continent. They did not wish for the Spiritual Moutain that they painstakingly acquired to fall into the hands of someone else in the end.    

    

At the same time, the cultivators from the other realms also held onto the thought of luck. Since they were unable to take down the Spiritual Moutain, they could only take this opportunity to seize the labors of others.    

    

"Feng Luochen, Nangong Yu, Yan Fengxian, it's you guys, you're actually so despicable!" Someone recognized a few of them. They were none other than the crown prince of the Flame Region, Feng Luochen, the prince of the Spirit Realm, Nangong Yu, and the prince of the Chenchen Region, Yan Fengxian.    

    

The three of them were all semi-sage realm experts and practically all of them were invincible existences at the same level. The Realm of the Gods cultivators couldn't help but reveal worried expressions.    

    

Many people's eyes fell on Zhao Wuji, who was in charge of the array.    

    

Zhao Wuji's expression was cold and indifferent. He had no intention to attack as if he did not care about the lives of the Realm of the Gods cultivators while Feng Luochen and the others were like dead men in his eyes.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

"Kill!"    

    

With their strength, it was not difficult for them to attack Spiritual Moutain, but in the end, it was still better to face the cultivators from the other realms than to take this shortcut.    

    

Yan Fengxian and Nangong Yu were obviously thinking the same thing, so they chose to work together to first eliminate the Realm of the Gods cultivators and then activate the spatial transmission array.    

    

When the Realm of the Gods cultivators saw this, how could they care about Zhao Wuji's thoughts? If they did not act now, they were going to die.    

    

The cultivators of the four regions immediately engaged in a chaotic battle. Although the Celestial domain was strong, it was still clearly disadvantaged when facing the cultivators of the three realms.    

    

The magnificent Spiritual Skill immediately submerged the summit of the mountain, and the smell of blood filled the air, dyeing the entire sky blood-red.    

    

Halfway up the mountain, a man in white suddenly raised his head and looked at the black whirlpool. His eyes narrowed, "Zhao Wuji?"    

    

Suddenly, a strong fighting intent burst forth from his body. Then, he disappeared and continued to walk forward.    

    

"Halt, this is the Spiritual Moutain our wastelands have seized. If you know what's good for you, immediately leave …" At that moment, a few figures blocked the white-robed man's path.    

    

"Whew ~"    

    

However, before he could finish his sentence, a beam of white light suddenly burst forth from the man's body. It was like a resplendent sun, submerging everything and completely dispersing the purple mist in the surroundings.    

    

The white light disappeared, and a few headless corpses fell to the ground. Even if they died, they did not know who the person in front of them was. However, before they died, their souls were filled with fear.    

    

"Is Luo Chengdao from the wastelands here? "Perfect." The man in white spoke indifferently and continued to walk up the mountain. His pace was leisurely but his speed was as fast as if he was flying. He could vaguely see a white shadow appear in the forest.    

    

In the eyes of the white clothed man, it was as if he did not care about activating the Spiritual Moutain teleportation formation at all. All of this had nothing to do with him.