The three great gods stood in the void. Such a confrontation scene was extremely rare in the entire history of the abyss. Perhaps it could only be compared with the battle between the Star and Moon Gods and the Invisible God a few years ago.
Dian Luohou held the spear with one arm. At this moment, he was no longer just an ordinary true god, but the incarnation of the strongest man in the six great divine kingdoms. Mysterious light flowed slowly through his body, and the richness of the mysterious power was visible to the naked eye.
His broken arm was also covered with a layer of light. After six years of adaptation, he had gradually accepted his own disability. Although there was still some gap compared to his peak, the power of the true god in his body had not diminished at all.
Forty-six true divine powers appeared at the same time without any disguise, like black snakes circling around his body, forming an impenetrable wall of defense.
Dian Luohou's strength is infinitely close to that of a higher-level true god. He even had a fight with the Wandao priest and was able to hold out for several rounds against him.
"You two come together, otherwise you won't have a chance." Dian Luohou sneered.
The deep blue Nine Nether Ghost Fire on the Jue Luo Yu Jie Spear, accompanied by the thunder of heavenly tribulation, brought infinite vitality to this originally dull spear, as if the soul of this world-destroying divine spear had awakened again after sleeping for countless epochs.
This is the style of the First God of the Abyss. Just one move can extinguish all doubts and resistance.
On the other side, Meng Kongchan and Hua Fuchen looked at each other with an unusual tacit understanding, and also no longer held back.
Hua Fuchen's white robes fluttered in the wind, and the Juexin sword in his hand was stained with a layer of sword light that belonged only to him. In the past, Hua Fuchen traveled all over the country, challenging all the heroes in the world. He made a name for himself with his sword. Although he was not as famous as Hua Qingying, who was a sword immortal, he had far surpassed her in the way of swordsmanship after he became a god.
Hua Qingying is called the Sword Immortal, and Hua Fuchen can be called the Sword Saint!
The same Zhetian Sword in Hua Fuchen's hands showed a completely different style from Hua Qingying's. His sword intent was mixed with more ruthlessness and sharpness. Once the sword was out, the opponent had no room to fight back.
Hua Fuchen has already comprehended all ninety-nine Zhetian swords, and combined with his forty-two true divine powers, his strength has reached a terrifying level.
At least no one among the gods has an attack power that can surpass that of the God of Huaxin.
The protagonists of this battle between gods are Dian Luohou and Hua Fuchen. Compared with these two, Meng Kongchan's combat power is obviously far inferior.
Meng Kongchan's strength was already ranked last among all the gods, only slightly stronger than the God Qi Heng.
He only possessed twenty-two true divine powers, which was far inferior to the other two in both quantity and quality.
However, the strongest power of the God Wumeng is not the battle that relies on the mysterious power, but the dream that depends on the soul.
A emerald green round bead appeared in Meng Kongchan's hand. This object was called the Dream Weaving Bead. It did not have much combat power, but it could amplify its own spiritual power several times. It was an extremely rare auxiliary artifact.
"Humph, after all these years, you really haven't made any progress at all!"
Every move of Hua Fuchen and Meng Kongchan was under the watchful eyes of Dian Luohou. Although the three of them had never faced each other for life and death like today, they still had some exchanges and competitions on weekdays.
The relationship between the three was originally very good, so they knew each other very well and there were not many secrets.
The Jue Luoyu Jie Gun was thrown out in an instant, and the first target chosen by Dian Luohou was the weaker Meng Kongchan.
The Nine Nether Ghost Fire burst into azure light, carrying with it the power of heavenly thunder and instantly exploded in mid-air. Everything it passed by was razed to the ground in an instant. The power of just one shot made the void tremble and the earth crack.
All the people watching the fight couldn't even open their eyes. The power control of Lord Jueluo was very exquisite, otherwise the overflowing power of the true god alone would be enough to annihilate all the gods present.
The Dreamweaver Dzi Beads exuded an ancient breath, and then a deep green rippled out, and the wrinkled old face of Meng Kongchan emerged from the Dzi Beads.
An ancient soul chant floated out from the Dreamweaver Dzi Bead and pierced directly into the soul of Dian Luohou. A battle of souls spanning a million years began here.
The Dreamweaver Dzi Bead contains a wisp of the true god soul of the Dreamweaver ancestor. The Dreamweaver ancestor back then was infinitely close to being a higher true god. The power of his soul was even more terrifying than the four great priests today.
"I didn't know you had this trick up your sleeve." Dian Luohou couldn't help but take three steps back. His mind was in chaos for a moment. At this moment, even he was inevitably disturbed by his soul.
Although the Jue Luo Yu Jie Gun was still moving along the predetermined trajectory, it could be easily dodged, and there was no longer that suffocating feeling of oppression.
Meng Kongchan did not respond at all. He focused all his attention on the soul attack. At this moment, he seemed to have become the master of the spiritual world, looking down at the tiny body of Luohou in the center of the soul sea.
The battle between the spirits was extremely dangerous, and one could be doomed if not careful. Meng Kongchan did not say anything, but Hua Fuchen already understood what he meant.
The Juexin Sword rotated in the hands of Huaxin God, and sword energy shot out from in front of him, forming a rain of swords in the sky in an instant. Each sword energy was extremely sharp and shot straight towards Dian Luohou.
The sword intent of Zhetian poured out wildly, and Hua Fuchen's sword would be endless once it was struck, one round after another.
Based on the Asking Heaven Sword, the Pingtian Sword and the Yutian Sword, the Ninety-Nine Zhetian Swords have once again shone with the light of their time from ancient times to the present day.
With the soul confinement coupled with extraordinary attacks, this time the collaboration between the God Wu Meng and the God Hua Xin created the most perfect cooperation, bringing out the greatest strengths of both.
The Jueluo Prison Robbery Spear seemed to have sensed Dian Luohou's crisis, and carrying the power of Thunder Dawn, it suddenly appeared in front of Jueluo God at an incomprehensible speed. Wherever it passed, space ripples appeared, as if it had completed a very short distance of space travel.
Although Dian Luohou felt a little dazed and even forgot for a moment that he was fighting with the other two gods, he reacted instinctively the moment he grasped the Jueluoyujie gun.
"The myriad things in the universe—the calamity spirit!"
This time he did not rob other people's souls, but sealed and imprisoned his own soul, no longer affected by Meng Kongchan, and temporarily isolated from soul attacks.
Facing the oncoming Zhetian sword energy, Dian Luohou's eyes condensed, and the Nine Nether Ghost Fire shot out, forming a fire barrier in front of him. The Jue Luoyu Jie Gun kept spinning, continuously removing the continuous sword energy.
Just the first encounter was extremely dangerous. Dian Luohou's expression was solemn. Although he blocked the attack with difficulty, he had deeply felt the power of the two people in front of him.
"Very well, you forced me to do this!" Dian Luohou said gloomily.
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