Chapter 317: Heavenly Demon Saint Emperor The golden-winged roc's imperial aura covered the mountains and rivers, and it flapped its wings and slammed down like a pillar of heaven. The peerless divine power that could ignite the heavens and burn hell stirred the world and slashed directly at the old saint. Facing such an attack, the old saint master raised his arms to support himself, then looked at the golden-winged Roc and said coldly: "We still have to fight after all." "What a joke! You are so exhausted, yet you still have some fighting power." Peng Huang sneered and attacked. His boundless magic power and physical strength intertwined, stirring up the power to destroy the sky and split the universe. The golden edge on the spear almost tore the void apart. After one blow, the old saint was knocked flying and fell into the vast mountains, smashing a huge mountain into pieces. "Holy Lord!" In an instant, several True Lords of the Taihuang lineage cried out in surprise, each of them showing a look of worry, and rushed forward to rescue him. But at this moment, there was a sudden silence among the broken mountains. Then the mountains began to sway slightly, and the air formed an invisible ring that completely enveloped the entire sky. Amidst the shattered mountains and rubble, a ray of dark yellow light shot up into the sky, piercing through the endless clouds in the sky.
"Da da da!" Then, waves of gentle sounds came between heaven and earth. Everyone looked up and saw the old Saint Lord bathing in the mysterious yellow light above the sky, slowly walking out from the broken mountains. As the old saint walked up to the sky, his hunched figure gradually became upright, and his old face became young and heroic. By the time he flew above the clouds and looked down at Peng Huang, he had transformed into a handsome and tall man. "Rejuvenation, this is the power of the Great Desolation Holy Blood." Peng Huang opened his mouth slowly, and for the first time, fear appeared in his eyes. But he took a deep breath, looked at the old Saint Master with a bit of coldness and said: "Burn the power of the Great Desolate Holy Blood to obtain the peak combat power and blood in this life, but how long can you hold on now?" "It won't last long, but it will be enough to kill you." The Holy Lord of Taihuang spoke calmly and stretched out his hand to absorb it into the void. In an instant, a mysterious war spear broke through the air and flew into his palm, spinning. "Om-" With a buzzing sound, the Taihuang Saint's halberd actually crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and instantly arrived in front of the Golden-winged Roc King. Faced with such an attack, the Golden-Winged Roc King urged his golden spear to confront it head-on, but was instantly beaten and sent flying with blood splattered all over the place. After just a single encounter, the Golden-Winged Roc King was beaten so hard that he flew out covered in blood. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage. After being defeated in one move, Emperor Peng immediately showed a look of horror. "Your body is so powerful?" "In close combat, I am invincible." The Holy Lord of Taihuang spoke indifferently, took a step forward to chase after him and attacked repeatedly, forcing Penghuang to flee in panic with his head in his hands.
After only fighting for more than ten moves, Peng Huang realized that he was no match for Taihuang Saint Lord in close combat, because the real cultivation level of Taihuang Saint Lord might have reached the eighth level of Nascent Soul. Such a powerful cultivation, coupled with the invincible close combat power of the Taihuang Holy Body, is enough to allow him to fight against the Nascent Soul Great Perfection in close combat. Knowing this, Peng Huang did not dare to engage in close combat with him. He instantly turned into a ray of golden light that streaked across the sky, creating an extremely long distance between himself and the Holy Lord of Taihuang. "The golden light spreads across the earth!" Seeing the golden rainbow transformed by Emperor Peng, Ye Linyuan frowned slightly. The golden light flying across the ground is one of the ten most powerful escape techniques in ancient times, and is on par with such powerful techniques as Shattering the Void, Golden Crow Turning into Rainbow, The World at a Distant Distance, Exiled Immortal's Journey to the World, and Kunpeng Spreading Its Wings. The golden light that the Penghuang in front of him has learned to fly across the earth, even if it is just the basics, is definitely the fastest in the world. Relying on this speed, if the Taihuang Saint Lord cannot close the distance with him, then the weakness of the physical cultivator who is not good at long-range attack will be fully exposed, and it is very likely that he will be completely exposed by Penghuang. In fact, Peng Huang did feel relieved after he distanced himself from the enemy. But he was seen standing above the sky, holding a golden spear across the empty sky, with countless golden feather swords flapping their wings behind him, slashing down continuously and continuously overwhelming the Holy Lord of Taihuang. "Old thief Taihuang, although your physical training is strong, you have too many weaknesses. If I don't fight you in close combat, what right do you have to fight me?" Seeing that it was difficult for Taihuang Saint Lord to get close to him, Emperor Peng immediately revealed a sinister smile. The reason why he agreed to take action with those people in this battle was not because he was really arrogant, but because the golden-winged Roc itself possessed the fastest speed in the world. In addition, the golden light that he cultivated was a magical power of escape from the ancient times, which had great restraint on physical cultivators like the Saint Lord of Taihuang. If it were anyone else, no matter whether it was the two white tigers in the late Nascent Soul stage or the human cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, none of them would dare to guarantee that they would be able to distance themselves from the Holy Lord of Taihuang. At this time, Emperor Peng relied on his extreme speed to continuously distance himself from the Holy Lord of Taihuang, and urged me to use all kinds of magical powers and treasures to attack continuously. For a moment, the Holy Lord of Taihuang was only able to protect himself. After only a few hundred moves, the Holy Lord of Taihuang had already suffered a series of injuries and seemed to be about to be defeated by Penghuang. As a result, the sense of urgency in Peng Huang's heart gradually relaxed, and he felt more at ease. But at this moment, the eyes of the Holy Lord Taihuang suddenly burst into golden light, the mysterious yellow energy around his body suddenly burst out, and then he suddenly walked out through the sky. With just one step, he crossed a distance of tens of thousands of miles and instantly reached Peng Huang. "not good!" The Holy Lord of Taihuang's heart skipped a beat and he quickly raised his golden spear to block, but the spear was knocked flying by one blow. After one move, Peng Huang didn't even bother to retract the spear, and quickly turned into a golden light and fled into the distance. "You can't run away." The Holy Lord of Taihuang spoke calmly, and in an instant he took another step forward. In an instant he had crossed tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and caught up with Penghuang, and punched him so hard that his body almost completely broke apart. "puff--" After being severely injured again, Peng Huang finally showed a look of fear and said, "The Great Desolate Seven Steps, impossible, wasn't this magical power lost long ago?" "If this technique had not been lost, how could we have caught a big fish like you?"
The Holy Lord of Taihuang spoke calmly, took another step forward, and had already crossed a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers, and blocked Peng Huang in front of him, beating him so hard that he flew out with blood. The Seven Steps of Taihuang are the supreme magical power of the Taihuang Holy Land. This magical power was created by the Taihuang Saint King who dominated the ancient world of Taihuang in ancient times. It is a powerful magical power specially designed to make up for the insufficient speed of physical cultivation. Legend has it that there are seven steps in the Taihuang Seven Steps. The distance that can be crossed with each step can be doubled. After seven steps, it will reach seven times the maximum speed of human beings. This is incomparable to the golden light flying across the earth and the golden crow turning into a rainbow. Although this ancient and powerful magical power can theoretically have a speed limit of nine times. But now, those in the late Nascent Soul stage of the Haotian Ancient Realm can only learn the basics at most and cannot reach this speed at all. Take the Golden Winged Great Peng Emperor as an example. The Golden Light of the Earth that he cultivated was the most powerful ancient magical power. Theoretically, it could reach the level of the Mysterious Heavenly Magical Power, which was enough to allow the True Lord Lianxu to burst out nine times his own speed. However, the Golden Winged Great Peng Emperor did not comprehend it very well, and at most he could only get a glimpse of the surface. At this level, he might not be able to compare with the amazing Seven Steps of Taihuang. The most crucial thing is that the power of the Seven Steps of Taihuang is closely related to the combat power of the physical body. The Saint Lord of Taihuang has cultivated this technique to the fifth step, and naturally possesses a speed beyond people's imagination. At this time, with the full force of the Great Desolation Saint Lord, the Golden Winged Roc Emperor was severely injured in just the fourth step, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight him head-on. The Golden-Winged Roc Emperor suffered repeated defeats, and seeing that the Holy Lord of Taihuang was about to catch up with him again, he was suddenly terrified. "Fellow Daoist Taihuang, do you really want to fight me to the death?" "I gave you a chance to live, but you were so stupid!" The Holy Lord of Taihuang remained unmoved. His body was filled with the mysterious yellow aura. He stepped into the sky again and slashed down with the Xuanhuang war spear with boundless divine power. "boom--" With a loud bang, Peng Huang's body was shattered on the spot. At the critical moment of life and death, Penghuang Yuanying escaped from the blood mist, turned into a golden rainbow light, and flew away into the distant sky. At the same time, the Holy Lord Taihuang kicked out the Xuanhuang Battle Halberd as expected, turning it into the Xuanhuang Divine Sword that could destruct everything and stabbed towards Penghuang. If this move hits, Peng Huang's body will probably explode and die on the spot. But at this moment, a seven-colored sky sword broke through the air, splitting the void with the power to destroy all things, and knocked the Xuanhuang war spear flying on the spot, giving Penghuang the opportunity to escape. "Ding--" After a series of crisp clashes of weapons, the Great Desolate Saint Lord caught the flying Xuanhuang war halberd and looked at the seven-colored sky sword with some fear, saying: "Your Majesty the Heavenly Demon, what exactly is your intention in doing this?" Tian Dao did not say anything, but in the supreme Tiangang domain, a brilliant seven-colored light spread out. Everyone looked up and saw endless seven-colored rays of light illuminating the heaven and earth. The brilliant light illuminated the mountains and rivers, making the entire sky magnificent. And at the center of the rosy glow, an eternal divine sun stood above the nine heavens, radiating an indescribable supreme charm, so brilliant that one could not look directly at it. Ye Linyuan could sense that deep in the Supreme Divine Sun, a figure dressed in an imperial robe was standing calmly, like the emperor of heaven overlooking the world. "The emperor's power is like an abyss, and the power of heaven is like a prison." "The supreme giant, the Heavenly Demon Saint Emperor." Ye Linyuan whispered in his heart and recognized the origin of this person.
The celestial demon clan was one of the ten great spirits of heaven and earth in ancient times. In today's Haotian ancient world, there is only one celestial demon left. Such a celestial demon is the supreme ruler of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain and the most powerful demon in the Nanling immortal cultivation world - the Holy Demon Emperor. This is a truly supreme giant. In the era when Yuanshen Daojun did not appear, he was the ceiling in the Haotian Ancient Realm. Legend has it that this Heavenly Demon Saint Emperor not only has astonishing combat power, but also has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. He has been overlooking the world for more than six thousand years, and is also known as one of the beings most likely to step into the realm of primordial spirit. Once that step is taken, all living beings will submit to it, and all races will go to the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain for pilgrimage. "Too wild..." Above the sky, a magnificent divine sound was heard. Under the infinite divine sound, the mountains were turned into dust, and a supreme force swept over. In an instant, countless Foundation Establishment cultivators who were watching the battle were shaken like falling snowflakes. Even the peerless True Lords felt like Void Demon Locusts and had the illusion that they could not stand steadily. Facing this magnificent heavenly sound, the Great Desolate Saint Lord straightened his spine with a fighting spirit, holding the Xuanhuang Battle Halberd in his hand and questioned: "The Saint Emperor came here today to destroy my Great Desolate lineage, too?" "The Taihuang lineage has made great contributions to the world, so I will not intervene." Above the Nine Heavens, the Heavenly Demon Saint Emperor slowly spoke with a bit of indifference, "But I saved someone, so why would it be your turn to question me?" "Today, I will teach you a lesson." As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Demon Saint Emperor stretched out his hand, and in an instant, a giant seven-colored palm that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky and suppressed the Taihuang Saint Lord. As this palm strike landed with a loud bang, all the Yuanying Zhenjuns who were hundreds of thousands of miles away felt boundless fear in their hearts. Even the Nascent Soul Overlords felt terrified that they would be reduced to ashes in an instant by this move. "Don't fight with force, don't take it head-on." Ye Linyuan's scalp tingled. At this moment he finally understood what the strongest person was. No matter how powerful his Wanhua Sword Art was, no matter how unparalleled the defense of his Xuanyuan Zhenhai Flag was, they would be reduced to ashes in an instant in the face of this force. Because the gap was too big, the opponent activated a Pure Yang magical power. Unless someone brought a Pure Yang spiritual treasure to revive and resist, even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage would have his body shattered by one move. As for cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage, even if a hundred of them joined forces, it would be useless as they would be crushed into ashes in an instant by the boundless power of heaven. "The Nascent Soul is so powerful after reaching the Great Perfection?" Ye Linyuan was extremely shocked and felt boundless pressure for the first time. But a moment later, Ye Linyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, in this era, anyone who can reach the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul is an invincible genius." "If they were born in ancient times, they would most likely be invincible figures who have reached the Great Perfection of the Yuan Shen, and they might even have the hope of stepping into the highest realm of the Supreme Refining Void." At this time, Ye Linyuan had actually understood that there was probably more than one powerful Void Refining Master in the ancient times of the Haotian Ancient Realm. It's just that ordinary powerful people in the Refining Void Realm can only be called Supreme. Only the strongest one is qualified to control the destiny of a world and become the supreme master of the Refining Void Realm. In fact, Ye Linyuan estimated that since the destruction of ancient times, every Yuanshen Tianjun who was promoted from the Haotian Ancient Realm would have been a powerful figure who had the potential to reach the realm of refining emptiness in the ancient times. Be it Taoist Xuanyang or Saint Taihuang, most of them were supreme figures in ancient times.
"what--" Just as Ye Linyuan was lost in thought, a shout that shook the heavens and the earth came from between heaven and earth. Afterwards, the body of the Holy Lord Taihuang suddenly swelled and turned into a giant that stood tall and proud. Under his feet, the ground rumbled and cracked, and the cracks spread across tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. The mountains seemed to be shaken up into the sky, and countless rocks floated into the air as if they had lost gravity. The Holy Lord of Taihuang was covered in blood, but he still managed to withstand the supreme attack of the Holy Emperor of Heavenly Demons. "As expected of you, you are a Great Saint Body. It's a pity that you have not yet reached the fourth level of perfection. Otherwise, you might become a stumbling block on my path to becoming a Saint Sovereign." Above the Nine Heavens, the Heavenly Demon Saint Emperor shook his head slowly, then raised his head and looked towards the direction of the Great Desolate Holy Land. He said with some regret: "If you still don't take action, are you really completely dead?" "That's all." The Heavenly Demon Saint Emperor sighed, withdrew his hand with a bit of regret, and removed the power that could destroy everything. The seven-colored sky sword slashed out with a clang, creating a crack in the void that reached billions of miles away from the mountains and rivers. He stepped into the crack in the void, and the seven-colored rays of light in the sky faded away, as if everything that had happened no longer existed. (End of this chapter)