"What? You can't listen to the truth? You still want Ye to satisfy you, isn't that okay?" Ye Zheng said with a half-smile.
"Good, very good. This is the first time that someone dares to humiliate my Jingyuan Temple, the Scales of Mud." As the woman's voice just fell, a magical weapon that looked like a scale but was not a scale appeared in the sky. As soon as the magic weapon appeared, it immediately shone brightly and hit Ye Zheng directly.
Ye Zheng's mind moved, and the golden dragon staff appeared in his hand. The divine armor of the sky-horned horns instantly wrapped around his whole body. The power of qi and blood rose and rolled like a tide, and the will of martial arts was behind him, rising and falling.
"boom."
A domineering punch was thrown out fiercely. In an instant, the surrounding void seemed to be distorted. With the powerlessness of an unparalleled immortal, it smashed towards the magical weapon that looked like a scale but was not a scale.
"bump."
The magical instrument that looked like a scale but was not a scale was smashed to pieces by the human immortal's huge force with one punch. Before it could condense again, it was completely evaporated by the hot energy and blood.
"You are a human immortal with great strength. Young master, you are really powerful, but don't be too arrogant. The Pope of my Jingyuan Temple will personally take action to deal with you." The woman's voice was getting closer and closer.
"You're so arrogant, it's better not to ask for mercy later." Ye Zheng's eyes were deep and cold.
"Haha, sir, why do you have to do this? It really makes it difficult for this sect leader." The woman suddenly stopped the woman and revealed her figure. She was wearing a veil and her waist was as graceful as a water snake.
"With such little strength, you think you can threaten me." Ye Zheng took a look at the woman, and his soul turned into a big hand and slapped her fiercely.
Just as Ye Zheng's spiritual hand was about to slap the woman, a figure in a black robe and a black cloak walked out and caught Ye Zheng's spiritual hand.
This figure, holding a bone spear in his hand, was filled with the smell of sulfuric acid and lava. For this man in black robe, with the bone spear, lava, and sulfur, he was none other than the God of the Underworld of the Jingyuan Temple.
At the same time, two figures wearing robes of different colors and holding magical instruments walked out and stood in front of the woman.
"DiDi, you ignorant heretic, you actually dared to refine the supreme power of the God of Yuanqi and refine my spirit. I want you to be condemned and tortured forever. This time, the God of Yuanqi has ordered me to go all out and will not give you any chance to get benefits or magic weapons." The God of the Underworld, with a strange laugh, looked at Ye Zheng, Hong Yi and others.
As soon as he finished speaking, the four great gods attacked together. Four rays of divine light, white, black, blood, and blue, fiercely swept towards Ye Zheng's soul hand.
"Oh no! How come these gods have become so smart? They know that if they send some small fry here, it will increase our fighting experience, give us magic weapons and souls, but now they are attacking us all at once. This is bad." The giant golden spider suddenly jumped up from the ground, three feet high.
"Jin Xun'er, don't be so nervous. Brother Ye is here. These people are all here to give you treasures. There is no difference." Hong Yi comforted the big golden spider that was jumping around.
As soon as Ye Zheng's soul hand touched the four divine lights of white, black, blood and blue, it turned into crystal clear thoughts that flew, collided and reorganized in the air.
“Click, click.”
All of a sudden, all the souls and thoughts gathered together with a crackling sound, and turned into a crystal altar that seemed to be both light and dark. It was the Great Barrier of the Light and Dark Mandala Garbha.
In an instant, the woman, the god of the underworld and others were sealed into the great barrier of the Mandala of Light and Darkness.
“Boom.”
As Ye Zheng removed the suppression of the Extreme Emperor's power, the world in the light and dark Mandala Taizang Great Barrier collapsed in an instant. The woman and the four gods were all sucked into a small black dot, which then erupted in an instant.
Only pure thoughts and divine power were left on the spot. A square, prison-shaped, pure white, platinum-like magical instrument was spinning non-stop. The woman, the God of the Underworld, the God of Law, the God of Blood, the God of Essence and Hercules, the four great gods, were all refined.
Ye Zheng took a look and with a wave of his hand, he put all the things into the dragon-patterned black gold tripod and no longer cared about them.
Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the sky. Then, a hundred-foot-high and extremely wide portal formed in the huge crack, just like the ancient myths, where the gate of the gods in heaven opened to the mortal world. Platinum stairs were laid out from the gate of heaven.
"This is, I'm afraid, the Pope of the Jingyuan Temple has taken action. However, it's too late now." Ye Zheng muttered as he looked at the portal in the sky.
"O ancient Yuan Qi, God is with you. Yuan Qi is powerful, Yuan Qi is omniscient, and Yuan Qi is immortal." A deep voice came from the huge portal, and a huge figure several dozen feet tall, made entirely of platinum light, appeared in the gate of heaven.
This platinum figure wore a crown and held a scepter in his hand. Countless voices were singing and praising on the huge scepter, as if all the glory between heaven and earth was bestowed on this scepter.
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"You are the heretic, accept your judgment." The platinum figure pointed the scepter and a white divine light as big as a bucket and dozens of miles long came towards Ye Zheng fiercely.
This cylindrical white light, as thick as a bucket, roared and immediately illuminated the sky and earth. All the air currents were directly stirred, and rolled in accompanied by the hymn of glory.
Faced with the fierce divine light, Ye Zheng did not care. With a change of mind, he transformed the light and dark mandala into a great barrier, and directly sealed the platinum divine light as thick as a bucket inside.
At the same time, the power of qi and blood was constantly surging, and the Mang Tianjiao divine armor, with supreme power, was added to the physical body. The Shangmang divine spear turned into a point of cold light, and was swung fiercely at the platinum figure.
The platinum figure swung his staff continuously to block the Shangmang Divine Spear, while at the same time controlling the huge portal and crashing into Ye Zheng.
"Hehe, do you think you are worthy of comparing magic weapons?" Ye Zheng sneered, and the black gold tripod with dragon pattern was suspended in the air. The energy of blood was madly infused into it, and the extreme imperial power continued to rise, slamming into the portal in the sky.
“Boom.”
After a loud bang, the portal in the sky was smashed into pieces, and the platinum figure's arm was cut off before he could retract it, and it slowly fell down.
Seeing this, Ye Zheng did not waste any energy. His soul transformed into a big hand, picked up the half platinum arm, and threw it into the black gold tripod with dragon pattern.