Thousands of years ago, the Great Summer Palace lost a Lingbao Tianzun, and countless years ago, the Indian Tianshen Temple also lost a Shiva Lord.

The same two supreme beings, the same numerous and powerful main gods, the same ancient heritage and accumulation. In the one-on-one confrontation between the kingdoms of gods, only the Heavenly Court and the Temple of Heaven can check and balance each other.

But the reality is not just talk.

Although the overall strength of Heaven and the Temple of Heaven is similar, Heaven has a fatal flaw...that is Daxia.

The vast territory and astonishing population of Daxia are the biggest weaknesses of the Heavenly Court. In order to protect the entire Daxia, they have to disperse all their combat power to different places. In this way, no matter which direction, the combat power will be greatly weakened. This is why until now, the strategy of the gods of Daxia has been active offense rather than passive defense.

If you take the initiative to attack, you will be unstoppable; if you are passively defensive, you will be dead once you are delayed!

On the other hand, the Temple of Heaven does not have this worry.

Their small population was hidden in the "human circle". They dared to directly open up the Temple of the Gods into the territory of Daxia because all their fighting forces were gathered together.

If the Heavenly Palace and the Temple of Heaven were compared to two iron hammers of similar size, in order to defend Daxia, the Heavenly Palace had melted the iron hammers and recast them into an iron ring. Although it was hard enough in all aspects, if the other iron hammer hit a certain point of the iron ring with force, the iron ring would inevitably break and a gap would appear.

From the moment the "empty gate" appeared in the clouds, Daxia fell into an absolute disadvantage!

"When the Temple of Heaven just started to build the 'Empty Gate', the Great Xia God had already sensed it. Now the combat forces of several other war fortresses are rushing here quickly... However, this still requires time." Yang Jian took a deep breath.

Guan was staring at the sky, and a bitter expression appeared on his face as he watched the dense shadows approaching the "Empty Gate" from the other side:

"But we are running out of time."

"If there is no time, we have to delay!"

Yang Jian waved his hand in the air, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword automatically fell into his palm. He then patted the head of the growling Howling Sky Dog beside him with his other hand, which turned into two streaks of lightning and instantly disappeared from the spot.

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Sky.

In front of the dark golden "empty gate", the sea of ​​clouds rolls.

A ray of silver light flew up from the city at the highest peak of the mountains. In front of the gate that was so tall that it seemed to collapse the sky, a figure wearing silver armor and holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword stepped out into the air.

At the same time, one after another divine figures passed through the rolling fog and passed through the "empty gate", like stars in the sky dotted on the dome higher than the clouds!

One, two, three... five... ten...

The terrifying might of the main gods descended one after another, and dense numbers of lesser gods swarmed out. Some of them had three heads and six arms, some were wrapped in Buddha's light, and some had murderous aura rising to the sky. They stood at the highest point of the world, looking down at the human world.

In those pairs of eyes that seemed to be without emotion, under that "empty door" that was enough to crush the sky,

That mountain, that city, and the people in the clouds...are all as small as ants.

Song——!!

The three-pointed double-edged sword swept across, creating a vacuum arc of hundreds of miles in the sea of ​​clouds.

The dim sunlight shone on the silver armor, emitting a faint golden glow. The lonely and tiny silver-armored figure raised his head calmly, and the reflections of the gods were reflected in his eyes.

"The True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao is here, who wants to deceive me... There is no god in Daxia?!"

A voice as steady as a mountain echoed in the sky. Fire Star Lord, Blessing Heavenly Official, Martial Qu Star Lord, and several other lesser gods of heaven rose from the Chennan Pass and stood solemnly behind Yang Jian.

Among the numerous Indian gods, a divine figure shrouded in sunlight spoke softly:

"It was you who killed Indra?"

Several years ago, among the gods who invaded Daxia with Poseidon, Loki and others, there was Indra, the god of thunder from the Temple of Heaven, who was eventually killed by Yang Jian who returned from reincarnation.

"It's me." Yang Jian said.

"Then... just go and die."

As soon as the words fell, the numerous divine figures dotted on the sky began to fall down like meteors, and the vast divine power seemed like a punishment from heaven, descending from the sky!

In front of such a large number of Indian gods, the scattered gods of Daxia, numbering only six or seven people, are like an egg hitting a rock. Even so, there is still no fear on Yang Jian's face. The vertical pupil between his eyebrows opened, and a high fighting spirit soared to the sky!

"Whoever offends Daxia will be killed!!"

Yang Jian roared, and the surging divine power was vented wildly. A huge Dharma image rose from the mountain, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, and slashed towards the Indian gods in the sky.

The Sky-Roaring Dog at the side barked a few times, its voice rising in the wind, and followed closely behind!

The whistling wind passed by Yang Jian's ears, and two brilliant divine attacks suddenly hit the surface of his Dharma image. His body paused, but the blade did not slow down at all. The Dharma image withstood the joint attack of the two main gods, and cut off the waist of a sub-god who was rushing in the front with one sword!

The boiling divine blood poured on the silver armor, as if awakening the murderous fighting spirit in Yang Jian's heart. He roared and his speed increased significantly!

Although this sword only killed a lesser god, the bloodiness and tyranny revealed in his every move invisibly intimidated the Indian gods and boosted the morale of the Daxia side.

As several Great Xia gods charged, dark green characters began to flow in the air.

On the top of Chennan Pass Mountain, Guan, wearing a baseball cap and a plaid shirt, quickly tapped the void with his hands. Countless codes swirled around him, emitting a mysterious light.

With the appearance of these codes, the speed of many Indian gods descending from the sky slowed down visibly. This was not because their speed was reduced, but because their distance from the earth was rapidly lengthening!

During this brief delay, the positions of the Indian gods became stratified, and it was this stratification in speed that quickly reduced the dozen gods who were originally rushing towards Yang Jian and others by half!

The pressure on Yang Jian suddenly eased, and a beam of light burst out from the vertical pupil between the eyebrows of the Dharmakaya, covering all the Indian gods in the front. The three-pointed, double-edged sword made a sharp buzzing sound in the air, and instantly cut off the head of a lesser god.

However, these gods who have practiced hard in the Temple of Heaven for countless years are not so easy to deal with.

After a brief pause, the gods attacked again, and dense divine light bombarded the surface of Yang Jian's Fa Tian Xiang Di, and hideous cracks quickly spread!

The divine figure shrouded in sunlight instantly pierced through the void, like a stream of golden light passing by Yang Jian's side and directly piercing through the chest of Wu Qu Xing Jun!

"With just your few men... can you stop us?"

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