Chapter 372 The so-called "God War"

Most of the people in the square in front of the Qun Ying Pavilion were at the Wu Wen or Ke Dao realm.

The people that Jing Chihong specially picked out for sacrifice had no background, and naturally had no magical weapons or treasures to protect their bodies. Facing the confinement of a god, they had no room for resistance.

They wanted to escape, beg for mercy, and fight, but they couldn't do it.

Under the overthrow of the power of the gods, they couldn't even move a finger, and could only watch the ball of golden divine energy rushing towards them, wanting to sacrifice themselves.

Emotions such as fear, despair, and anger filled the hearts of these people, but they had no way out.

Living beings under the gods absolutely have no possibility of resisting the power of the gods.

Even if you have a god-level treasure or magic weapon, it can only help you escape.

This is the gap between the realms.

Mu Lingyun, who was standing not far away, was extremely angry when she saw this scene. Her eyebrows were raised in anger, her chest kept rising and falling, and her eyes were staring at Jing Chihong with extremely cold eyes.

She gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger and said in a deep voice: "This god-like predecessor, do you really want to sacrifice my guests of Mu Kingdom in this way in my Mu Kingdom's capital?!"

Although these people came here to find Li Mingcheng's whereabouts, since Mu Kingdom invited them to the Qunying Pavilion, theoretically they are all guests of Mu Kingdom.

If these people were sacrificed directly by Jing Chihong in the square in front of the Pavilion of Heroes, the entire Mu Kingdom would lose all its face. If the news spread, the entire Qinghua Region would probably regard Mu Kingdom as a laughing stock.

"Hahaha, little girl, you should go back to your father as soon as possible!" Jing Chihong laughed, not caring about Mu Lingyun's threat at all.

As a god from the core area of ​​Qinghua Region and born in the top sect Changqing Mountain Villa, he didn't care about the emperor of Mu Kingdom at all, let alone whether he would offend Mu Kingdom.

Mu Kingdom is considered a top force in Qingshi Wasteland.

But if you look at the entire Qinghua Region, there are only two or three gods, and Mu Kingdom, which does not even have a god, can only be regarded as a medium-sized force.

"You!" Mu Lingyun was trembling with anger, but there was nothing she could do. In a remote area like the Bluestone Wasteland, a god with a strong background could do whatever he wanted.

"Now the only hope is to see if my father will stop him because of this, but this is very likely to offend Changqing Mountain Manor, which is one of the top forces in Qinghua Domain..."

In fact, she knew in her heart that it was unlikely that her father would take action because of this.

Changqing Mountain Manor has a very deep ancient Taoist foundation and is one of the masters of the entire Qinghua Domain. Not only does it have gods, but it is also said that there are terrifying strongmen who surpass the gods.

Mu Huang is cautious by nature and is good at forbearance. He will not easily make enemies with others, and most likely he will not take action because of this matter.

"Are we going to sit there and watch the Mu Kingdom lose face?" Mu Lingyun clenched her fists, her heart filled with reluctance and helplessness, "I am still too weak. If I were a god now, or even a god in heaven, why would it be like this!"

At this moment, she felt reluctance and helplessness, and Li Mingcheng, who was facing the pressure of Jing Chihong's divine power, was shocked.

"This guy actually wants to use the sacrifice method to forcibly enhance his divine power, so as to exert a power comparable to his original body!" Li Mingcheng's heart was full of alarm, and he thought to himself, "I can't escape with ordinary means, I can only... uh, what's going on?!"

Just as he was about to take out the treasure that was his trump card, he suddenly felt the pressure on his body lighten, as if the god in front of him suddenly lost all his power.

At the same time, those who were previously imprisoned by Jing Chihong also felt a sudden lightness on their bodies, and they all regained their freedom, and all the pressure disappeared.

What's going on?

What happened?

Could it be that the Emperor of the Wood Kingdom took action?

Everyone's face was filled with astonishment, and their eyes all looked at Jing Chihong, who was extremely arrogant just now.

At this time, the expression of this god also became solemn. He stopped, turned his head and looked at the crowd, and shouted: "Who dares to stop me?!"

Just when he was about to complete the sacrifice, he felt a gentle force surging from the group of people who were enveloped by his divine power, and it actually directly knocked down his divine power.

Could it be that someone in this group of people has a magic weapon?

Those who were just rescued also looked at each other, and then began to look at the people around them. They also wanted to know how they were rescued.

Who made the move?

He could actually break the means of a god in an instant.

Too powerful.

"Harmony is the most valuable thing in everything. Why are you so angry?" Cui Heng smiled and said, slowly stepped forward and walked out of the crowd, followed by Hui Shi and the Yellow Turban Warrior.

"Are you stopping me?" Jing Chihong stared at Cui Heng, looked him up and down, and immediately frowned, as if he was a little jealous, "Do you also want this holy body?"

He found that he could not see through the other party's cultivation, but he also had no way to sense the other party's divine power, which meant that the other party was very likely to be a god.

It might even be stronger than him in the possessed state.

As for the gods, he didn't think that a god-level figure would come to a remote place like Qingshi Wasteland.

Mu Lingyun also looked at Cui Heng in great surprise, her beautiful eyes full of astonishment. She didn't expect that there was such a strong man hidden among these people.

And judging from Jing Chihong's attitude, this person is suspected to be a god.

"He is the brother of one of my disciples." Cui Heng glanced at Li Mingcheng, then looked at Jing Chihong, and said lightly, "You can retreat on your own, and I can spare your life."

"..." Li Mingcheng, who was not far away, heard this and was immediately struck by lightning. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and he looked at Cui Heng in great shock.

However, Jing Chihong regarded it as a fabricated lie and sneered: "You are also a god, why be so hypocritical? Since you want to snatch the holy body, you and I will have a fight, and the winner can get the holy body!"

"Tsk." Cui Heng chuckled when he heard it and shook his head, "Yellow Turban, you do it."

"Yes, sir!" The Yellow Turban strongman immediately stepped forward, saluted Cui Heng, then turned to look at Jing Chihong, and said in a deep voice, "You are not my opponent, I suggest you commit suicide."

Cui Heng didn't want to show off too much on this trip, so he asked the Yellow Turban strongman to change his address to him from Immortal Venerable to Sir.

After being enlightened, the Yellow Turban Warrior is a straightforward person. What he says is basically based on his inner judgment and is very real.

He always tells the truth.

But this truth is simply unbelievable to many people. He

actually let a god commit suicide?

This is crazy!

"Okay, okay, okay!" Jing Chihong's hands were shaking with anger. He stared at Cui Heng with murderous intent and said in a deep voice, "You let a follower fight me? You will pay the price for this!"

Boom!

At this moment, there was a burst of explosions in the void.

Then, a red rainbow broke through the defense ban of the capital of the Mu Kingdom and came to the sky above the Qun Ying Pavilion. The incomparable majesty instantly enveloped the area.

"It's the breath of a god, a god, a real god!"

"This breath is exactly the same as the one on Jing Chihong's body. It's the real body of the god who has descended!"

"It seems that he is really angry. The war between gods is about to break out!"

People are talking about it.

Mu Lingyun is already a little panicked. She rushed to Cui Heng's side and advised: "Senior, you should act quickly. Cut off the connection between the possessed body and the original body now, and maybe you can prevent his original body from descending." "It

doesn't matter." Cui Heng shook his head lightly, still smiling, as if he didn't care at all about the original body of a god descending.

In fact, this is his real purpose. The power of the gods in Jing Chihong is just a possession. Even if he is captured, it is only a part of the gods, and he may not gain much.

It is better to bring the original body here to maximize the gains.

Boom!

At this time, there was another loud noise, and the red light in the sky suddenly exploded.

Then, a figure over ten feet tall stood in the sky. His whole body was shrouded in blood-colored flames. The huge pressure swept across the four directions, and the powerful momentum was vented wantonly.

At the same time, Jing Chihong, who was standing on the ground, suddenly collapsed to the ground and fainted. The will and power of the gods possessed in his body all returned to the original body in the sky in an instant.

This caused the aura of the figure in the sky to surge again, and the armor he was wearing was also stained with a layer of red light, looking extremely ferocious.

The terrifying aura and pressure actually covered the entire capital of the Mu Kingdom, and he didn't care at all whether it would make the Emperor Mu intolerable.

He looked down at Cui Heng and others, and said condescendingly: "Now I will let you know that even if you are all gods, there are still differences! I allow you to know my name, so that you will die knowingly. I, Jing Xiangzhen, am..."

Bang!

The sudden collision interrupted the words of the god Jing Xiangzhen. The god couldn't help but stop talking, and even fell from the sky.

It was like a hill falling from the sky, smashing down suddenly.

However, the Yellow Turban Warrior had flown above Jing Xiangzhen without knowing when, and kicked the god in the face, kicking him down from the sky.

"What a noise." The Yellow Turban Warrior shook his head helplessly, then his body swayed, and he instantly appeared below Jing Xiangzhen's landing point, raised his hand up, and caught the rapidly falling god.

Crack!

Under the impact of the Yellow Turban Warrior's huge power, Jing Xiangzhen's body actually heard the sound of bones breaking, which made the people around him scalp numb and terrified.

But for the Yellow Turban Warrior, this seemed to be just a trivial matter.

He pinched Jing Xiangzhen's neck with one hand, like holding a dead dog, and returned to Cui Heng, bowing respectfully, "Sir, this man has surrendered."

Huh!

At this moment, a breeze blew by, blowing up dust all over the ground, making the people around shudder subconsciously, and staring at the scene in front of them in astonishment.

The scene was dead silent, and no one was making a sound.

What is going on? !

I really didn't have time to come during the day, sorry, the next chapter will be in the early morning~

(End of this chapter)