Chapter 1729 (2/2)

It's a transformation.

Just as the source of the Immortal King is twice as strong as that of the saint emperor.

The king is not a God, but the source of his Tao is actually the source of the Immortal King.

But the key is that when the road reaches 10000 meters long, Daoyuan will be transformed, just like the true God Daoyuan.

This is also the evil place of the road against heaven.

He is not bound by the way of heaven.

But what if a king can become a God?

But what if a king becomes a God?

The power of Tao Yuan has doubled again.

Does that not mean that the source of the king's Tao will be more powerful than the true God? Ten thousand meters of divine path is equivalent to twenty thousand meters of the true God.

How long is the royal road now?

According to the old man's initial guess, it should be around 50000, less than 50000, but not far away.

If you become a God, it will reach the level of one hundred thousand meters in an instant.

It's like Chu Yan is king.

Once transmuted, it is a qualitative change, directly surpassing many ordinary fairies.

”Boom!”

On the battlefield, the king is still killing.

At the moment, the place of the Nine Yang Temple, the thirteen prefectures, was almost completely destroyed.

The sky is dark, the sky is cracked, and the sun is gone.

The king is still killing.

Tick!

A drop of blood came out and fell to the ground.

It's already red.

It can be seen that how deep the king's wound is, the blood of the holy king is almost exhausted.

But the king didn't step back. He was still killing. With a puff, the soul of Xuzi came out of the body and turned into a sharp claw, which combined the power of Shinto and heaven, and blasted directly on the king's holy road.

”Poof!” The king vomited blood again, but his eyes were still firm, allowing countless attacks to come. He turned his sword and stabbed at hunxuzi. There were stars twinkling in the sky, shining with him.

”Bang!” Hunxuzi's soul body was severely damaged and flew out, and his face was not very good-looking. But at the same time, Chen Yan's attack also arrived, surrounded by countless ancient words, swords, spears and halberds. Those words were like sharp blades. The terrible power blew on the king, his black shirt was broken, and his holy body was cracked.

Even the mask he had been wearing was broken to show his true face.

This is also the first time Chu Yan saw the face of the king, like a middle-aged literati, very beautiful, but his face is full of blood, the corners of his mouth are bleeding, long hair flying, so helpless.

”King!” Chu Yan's eyes are red, but he has tears. It's too sad.

That is always the most beautiful and smiling monarch. Now he is surrounded and killed with blood.

”Dong!” At this time, a divine light fell down and penetrated the king's leg. The king's knee trembled, but he did not kneel down and continued to stand there.

”Dong!” At this time, another divine light came out from the back of the king and penetrated it directly.

”Boom!” It was another divine light, and the king's other leg was pierced. This time, he finally could not help but lean forward, but he still did not fall down and supported himself with the red blood knife in his hand.

Between heaven and earth, it seems to form a divine punishment array, in which the king is imprisoned by thousands of divine lights.

Miserable, too miserable, the king at this time is all blood, turned into a body, limbs, legs, shoulder blades, all were penetrated by the divine light, there are countless divine light nail, let him unable to move, but he still stood, eyes coldly looked at the nine days eleven God, sarcastic smile: ”come on! Who's going to kill me? ”

Countless people could not help frowning at this time.

All the people in Xianyu are angry. Chu Yan's Qi and blood are surging wildly. He wants to rush out several times, but he is blocked by Huafeng. What's the use of Chu Yan's going to fight for the true God?

”King, it's OK. Hand over Chu Yan. I'll let you go.” Xiao Laozu sighed that at this time, even he was convinced by the power of the king. The eleven true gods still have to fight until now.

”Ha ha, old dog Xiao, don't be hypocritical. Go on and kill me. Today, who can kill me?” The king is extremely overbearing. At this time, he even wants to revolt.In the heart of the eleven true gods, the king was really strong. In this desperate situation, could he still have the power of the first World War? But what's the use of that? Today, no one can change the ending.

”Since you want to die, don't blame me for waiting.” Chen yanleng's humming voice, combined with Shinto, turned into a divine light when he was haunted by ancient Chinese characters.

The other ten true gods frown, but they step out one after another. If the king is willing to hand over Chu Yan, it's best. However, they don't want to kill such a powerful true God.

After all, the number of true gods will affect the way of heaven.

But if the king refuses to give up, his life will not be killed by Chen Yan.

King Qin, Xiao Laozu, hunxuzi and other extremely powerful real gods all started to hunt and kill quickly.

Eleven true gods, break out again.

Chu Jun stood in Jiutian, his gun had been withdrawn, and he also shook his head silently.

Ji Mo, the king of Ji, closed her eyes and couldn't bear to see it.

Chen Yan is still diving. His speed is very fast. He even smiles. The king is going to die in his own hands. At that time, Chuyan will be his own. All the opportunities of Qin ruomeng will belong to him.

But at this time, Chen Yan's heart beat wildly, and the speed was a little slower. He found that the king was looking at him and smiling.

”Out!”

The next moment, the king suddenly burst out to drink. Even though he was at the end of the crossbow and was punished by countless gods, he still raised his long sword, called the stars, and chopped at Chen Yan, who was closest to him.

The knife was so fast that Chen Yan could hardly avoid it. The body of God was destroyed, and then the star storm was born, which devoured him.

”No!” Chen Yan uttered a scream of surprise. The sword ran through every inch of his holy body and divine path, and finally disappeared completely in the world.

”Click!”

At this time, the nine layers of heaven are all broken.

The rain of blood is endless.

All the people were startled. The remaining ten true gods stopped and looked at the king with a blue face. Is one of them still attacked by the king on his deathbed?

”Lao Tzu said that even if you die, it's not the weak God's turn to kill you.” The king looked up at the remaining ten with a smile.