This force was created by the Yin God.

The lowest threshold for entry is the late Zifu period.

These purple mansions gathered together to find a way to break through to the Yinshen.

Nowadays, even the people in the Qiudao Palace are paying attention to the Blood-clothed Sword God!

How could they not be surprised.

"Senior, who do you think will win in this battle?" A monk from the Zi Mansion couldn't help but ask the man in gold in Xiangqiu Dao Palace.

The man in golden clothes looked at the battle ahead: "The Blood-clothed Sword God's origin is unique, he also has secret skills, and his strength is much stronger than that of the old man Wutian. If the Guangming Palace does not change its tactics, in the long run, the Blood-clothed Sword God will surely

win.

but……"

The man in gold changed his subject.

"Guangming Palace will not sit still and wait for death!

As long as... the magic weapon of the Yin God comes out, the sun and the moon will lose light, and the blood-clothed sword god will surely perish.

The outcome of this battle... has been decided."

After the man in gold finished speaking, he disappeared.

At this time, the collision between Guangming Palace and Qi Yuan had already lasted more than ten rounds.

Every confrontation ended with Qi Yuan winning by one point.

With constant collisions, hundreds of divine infant monks in the Guangming Palace were polluted, and their inner demons were everywhere.

The lightsaber becomes a blood sword.

Even the Digital Purple Mansion is like this.

"Continue!" Qi Yuan's magical powers seemed to be endless.

The original magical power engraved on the Soul Sword has absorbed all the inner demons in the Liufeng Realm.

What Qi Yuan lacks the most is his original magical power.

The Grand Palace Master looked at Qi Yuan with a stern look on his face, with deep fear in his eyes: "You are indeed beyond my imagination. I'm afraid even Old Man Wutian is no match for you."

Qi Yuan stood in the void, his blood-red robe becoming more and more charming.

"What are you talking about? Today, the Palace of Light will be destroyed!"

Qi Yuan is very relaxed.

To be honest, the battle with Guangming Palace was not a difficult battle at all for him.

It's just a waste of time, so you have to grind it slowly.

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking to him about? Use the magical weapon of the Yin God to kill this beast in one fell swoop!" Zi Wei, the Lord of the Third Palace, roared loudly.

She didn't want to continue this frustrating battle.

If you delay the burning of incense for another moment and allow the Blood-clothed Sword God to contaminate the deacons and elders of the Guangming Palace, Guangming Palace will definitely suffer serious losses.

The usually taciturn Second Palace Master also spoke: "Brother, it's time to use the Yinshen magic weapon."

They know that the Yinshen magic weapon cannot be used easily because it is already incomplete and it will take longer to repair it after use.

The catastrophe is coming, and they don't have much time to prepare.

But the blood-clothed sword god is more powerful than they imagined, so they must use this trump card.

The Grand Palace Master looked at Qi Yuan at this time and sighed: "Why do fellow Taoists press each other so hard?

As great monks, our cultivation is hard-won.

If you kill those mortals, you will kill them. If you give them hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, they will appear again like locusts.

It can be said to be inexhaustible to kill and inexhaustible.

But for our generation, it will take more than a thousand years for one to appear."

He still had the idea in his mind that he could save money whenever he could.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan looked calm: "Is your life precious?

No, it is indeed expensive. My Bai Yueguang means that I am superior to others and that my life is precious!"

There was no compromise in his tone.

When the Grand Palace Master saw this, his expression turned cold, and at this moment he finally made up his mind.

The Emperor’s Shocking Dragon Crown!

This incomplete Yin Shen magic weapon finally flew out of his sleeve and landed on his head.

The Emperor's Shocking Dragon Crown is golden in color and stained with a drop of blood, which is the blood of the Yin God.

When a drop of blood falls, not even a late Zifu person can catch it.

A terrifying, penetrating, and overbearing aura continues to permeate the air.

The face of the Grand Palace Master showed a ferocious and painful look.

Dense scales kept popping up on his body.

His eyes turned golden, and his head turned into a dragon head at this moment.

The ancient, mysterious, powerful and invincible aura exudes.

Qi Yuan felt that he was not facing a purple manor, but a god.

"Anyone who offends my power will be killed!"

The voice is deep, thick, and full of majesty.

All the Zifu's hearts were pounding, and they felt as if their bodies would break involuntarily if the god thought about it.

At this time, the spiritual energy within a thousand miles radius was constantly turbulent, forming a spiritual storm.

"Yin Shen!"

"The Yin God is born!"

"This is the realm of Yinshen. Just take a look at my eyes!" A divine infant monk took a look, and blood flowed from his eyes.

"The Bloody Sword God...it's over."

Once the Yin Shen appears, who can defeat him?

All living beings are equal, no matter you are the Divine Infant of the Foundation-Building Yuan Dan or the Zi Mansion, they are all as fragile as mortals.

"Is this the power of gods?"

Qi Yuan's eyes became solemn for the first time.

As the Grand Palace Master puts on the Emperor's Shocking Crown.

The entire Guangming Palace, all the Divine Infants and the Zi Mansion, including Qi Yuan, were all dragged into the virtual realm.

Qi Yuan saw that the aura of the originally majestic Grand Palace Master was turbulent, and ancient gods were dormant in it.

"die!"

The god extended a finger.

This accusation is arrogant and unreasonable.

One finger of the god was enough to wipe nearly one million square kilometers of the Great Shang Kingdom off the map.

Such a finger is something no one can resist!

Even if dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of great monks from the late Zifu period faced such a finger, they would not be able to resist it.

"Use my secrets to kill you, Blood-clothed Sword God, and you deserve to die!"

He looked at Qi Yuan, as if he wanted to remember him.

But at this moment, the Grand Palace Master's eyes suddenly jumped: "You are not Zifu? You are not even a divine infant!"

His heart skipped a beat.

Zifu who was present was a little confused when he heard this.

They didn't know why the Grand Palace Master said this.

At this time, Qi Yuan smiled handsomely: "When did I say that I am Zifu?

I, the foundation of heaven, the golden elixir of stars!

With my stellar golden elixir, it’s not too much to kill an immortal, right?”

At this moment, the bloody robe on Qi Yuan began to melt.

Fiery radiance filled his Dantian.

Something terrible is brewing.
To be continued...