The relaxed look in the Son of God's eyes disappeared and replaced by solemn warning.

As the son of the Moon God Sect, he thought that his cultivation power had reached the top of the world, and he should be an invincible existence in the world. If there is any power in the world that makes him afraid of, it can only be a power that does not belong to the mortal world.

The spiritual wind blew around Su E's eyebrows, as thick as thick fog, and her body was blurred, invisible and unpredictable. But the flaming flower on the middle of her eyebrows was like the starlight that penetrated the darkness, and it was even more dazzling.

The Son of God felt the power of the gods from that little flower, which was unfathomable.

He had received the power given by the moon god and was already very familiar with divine power.

This is a pity that the Son of God cannot be careless.

"Okay! It seems that it is indeed the reincarnation of an immortal. This is my opponent!" Carefulness does not mean fear. The Son of God looked directly at Su Emei and felt aroused in fighting spirit. As the spiritual energy was mobilized, two bright crescent moon marks appeared in the palms of his hands. At first glance, there was nothing special, but the slight feeling seemed to contain the power of the sea and sky, which could not be touched or looked directly.

Su Emei said nothing, but she still stabbed her with her sword.

But this time when I stabbed, there was no sword energy, but only a fire light was seen.

The flame was not big. When she swung her sword and stabbed her, it was like a giant dragon returning to the sea, and it was completely compressed to the three-foot green edge. Except for the flames that rose by about an inch, there was nothing else.

The sword is a flame. When a person rushes out, because his speed is extremely fast, his clothes are flying horizontally.

This sword is faster than lightning.

The Son of God had only time to push forward with his hands.

For him, that's enough.

With both palms stacked, two small crescent moons merged into one, fighting with the long sword in front of the palm.

Without a huge momentum, it looked like two monks who had just entered Qi cultivation, and they had a simple and straightforward move.

When the sword tip collided with the belly of the crescent moon, no sound was heard, and no spiritual energy was raging.

There is no sound because of the loud sound and the spiritual wind rushing. It is because all spiritual energy is used to the extreme and there is no half-divergence.

The two of them had a moment of stalemate, and their movements were frozen, as if time was stagnant.

Only the monks in the real world who were thousands of feet away all felt a buzzing sound in their ears, penetrated into their bone marrow and penetrated into their hearts, reaching their souls, and their minds suddenly became blank.

This is a thousand feet away.

At the same time, they found that the land under Su Emei and the Son of God suddenly sank down in a circle with the position where the two stood. When they discovered this vision, the ground had completely sunk within a radius of a thousand feet.

There is nothing on the sunken ground.

Trees, weeds, mounds of soil and even rivers all turned into dust and disappeared in the gaps of time that they could not capture.

The ground is extremely flat and extremely empty, like a dead land in the dead.

Perhaps it was just a moment, or maybe after a long time, with a rush, the river that had lost a large section of the river poured down. Dozens of real-life cultivators suddenly came to their senses, and each of them looked pale and breathed rapidly, as if the people who were strangled and suffocated by their necks finally recovered their freedom.

At this time, because of the buzzing sound in their minds, their breath was so cool that they could not hear the sound, sense the spiritual energy, and even lost their senses, so they could not even grasp whether the battle had been stalemate for a long time or just a moment of passing.

When they looked at the field again, the battle between Su Emei and the Son of God was decided.

The Son of God was still standing in place, while Su Emei was retreating a hundred feet. The former stood with his hands behind his back, his face was pale, and the afterglow of the crescent moon mark in his palm was slowly disappearing. The latter was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and the flaming flower in his eyebrows had dissipated. There was no divine power between his eyebrows, and he returned to his usual appearance. As for the three-foot green breeze in her hand...

Only the hilt of the sword is left.

The son of God looked at Su Emei with complicated eyes, and his voice slowly came out: "I didn't expect that the reincarnated immortals would have such power in the realm of immortals. To be fair, even if the great master faces you, he will probably only suffer a loss. If I don't have the power given by the moon god personally, I will really not be able to do anything to you this time."

His words were very steady and heavy, which shows that he was trying hard to suppress his ups and downs.

Although he won this battle, Su Emei shocked him a lot.

If he hadn't done his decisively and devoted himself to doing things decisively, he would have a worry at this moment.

At this moment, the Son of God realized that the battlefield within a thousand feet was really not enough.

Su Emei did not answer, but just covered her shoulders with one hand, and her body was slightly hunched. She seemed to be able to stand firm, but in fact she was already at the end of her strength and didn't even have the strength to say a word. If she moved, she would definitely not take a step, but would fall down immediately.

She stared at the Son of God with resentment, very unwilling to accept it.

This time, the ambush was set up to deal with the monks of the Moon God Cult in order to clear the way for the army and avoid the concerns of being haunted by the divine servants. The Taoist Quanzhen Temple could successfully preach in Hexi with the help of the army and reverse the beliefs of the people in Hexi. This was originally a matter of absolute certainty.

After all, it seems that she is just a disciple of Chu Nanhuai. Even though her cultivation is extraordinary, she is limited in strength. In this way, even if the great master of the Moon God Sect comes, as long as she awakens the immortal power, she can still make the other party suffer a loss.

Who would have thought that the Son of God came?

Su Emei didn't speak, and the face of the Son of God was even more ugly.

It was not because Su Emei didn't speak, but that he also saw the cause and effect of the battle.

There is no need to say much about the cause, but the consequences are very serious.

"I heard that your junior brother Wei Xiaozhuang is also reincarnated by an immortal?" The son of god took a deep breath and asked word by word.

Su Emei did not answer.

Not answering is also an answer. The Son of God took a deep breath again. But this time it was cold air. As he sucked in, his face turned blue.

He won this battle, but now he has no sign of a winner. Instead, he feels uncomfortable as if he has eaten a fly.

Su Emei's ambush did not succeed, and this was her loss, but the Son of God who came here did not lose?

He should have taken a large group of troops to Minzhou to deal with Li Maozhen.

In order to deal with him, Li Maozhen gathered a large number of good players, including Wei Xiaozhuang.

Now that he is not in Minzhou, who will deal with Wei Xiaozhuang? Who will deal with Li Maozhen?

If the Son of God had believed that the combat power of the great master was definitely enough to deal with Li Maozhen, and the masters could easily sweep Li Maozhen's team. At present, he no longer had this kind of confidence.

Can the great master really deal with Li Maozhen?

Whether it is possible or not, it is enough for Wei Xiaozhuang to deal with him. If Li Maozhen has the combat power that is not inferior to Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, then the great master and the others will be in danger.

Thinking of this, how could the Son of God have the joy of victory and be proud?

"For more than a hundred years, the Tang Dynasty has become increasingly weak, and now it is in chaos in the country. The national fortune should be extremely depleted. The monks should be under their influence. How could there be these strong people? The Tang Dynasty declined and the Tubo prospered, and the moon god descended to the East Land. This should be the general trend. Why are there so many wrong things happening now?"

The Son of God couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"Does this change mean that there is a change in the general trend, or is it just an inevitable test for achieving great achievements?"

The Son of God couldn't figure it out for a moment.

He didn't plan to think about it anymore.

Dozens of real-life cultivators thousands of feet away from the real person realm have begun to shrink and encircle. The Son of God looked at Su Emei, who could not move, and his eyes were filled with anger for the first time. This anger was not aimed at Su Emei, but it was extremely clear.

He said, "Do you know, I'm very angry now?"

Su E's bright eyebrows tugged with the corners of her mouth, showing a sarcastic curve, which was considered an answer.

The Son of God took a deep breath again.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly to the sky.

As soon as the roar came out, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and the already gloomy sky suddenly rolled in black clouds and strong winds.

The Son of God pointed at the sky and the earth with one finger. The crescent moon shone brightly in his palm, and the clear light was as dazzling as the sun. The strong wind blew his long hair and robe, setting off him like a demon god in troubled times.

A series of strange spells with difficult accents burst out from him and echoed in an instant. The spell was sometimes holy as a fairy sound, sometimes as a ghost howl, sometimes as majestic as a divine power, sometimes as distorted as a demon.

The dozens of real-life cultivators who were approaching were dizzy and confused by the spells. No matter how they gritted their teeth to support them, they felt that their breath was unstable, their sea of ​​energy tumbling, and their bodies seemed to explode.

Suddenly, thunder came from the sky, and the sound was so loud that it almost made people think that the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

At this moment, the monks in the realm of the realm seemed to have lost their consciousness and their souls fell into the abyss.

Only the Son of God roared: "On the day of the new moon, divine power enters the earth!"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the dome light shines everywhere.

Countless stars scattered on the earth, and the aura of heaven and earth changed.

In the perception of the real people, a divine light descended from the world of the black fog sky, and it instantly penetrated into the depths of their souls. Unfortunately, this divine light was harmful and useless, which made them feel stuffy in their chests and their hearts were like a big stone, and blood suddenly overflowed from their seven orifices.

After they finally reached a stable state, they saw clearly the scene before them, and they found that the world was as normal as ever and everything was unchanged.

It was still gloomy that day, so where was there any sea of ​​clouds, lightning, and divine light?

Above the earth, a radius of thousands of feet still exists, and rivers are flooding, but that's all.

For a moment, they didn't even dare to confirm whether the strange phenomena of heaven and earth and the spells that just now really happened in front of their eyes or only existed in their consciousness.

But the monks felt it clearly, and the big stone in their hearts could not be removed, the spiritual energy was stagnant and difficult to deal with, and their cultivation strength suddenly dropped by 20% or 30%!

Su Emei's face became paler.

The son of God, who described as the usual, walked towards Su Emei step by step, with a fierce light in his eyes: "Do you know, I am very angry now? Because after this trip, I have to ask the power of the next moon god to cover the world in advance and suppress your cultivation! Originally, this should have been done during the Great Sacrifice of Winter, but now I have done it hastily and half the result with twice the effort!"

The Son of God let the divine power cover the world in advance, so he was naturally worried about the battle situation in Minzhou.

Suppressing the Tang people's cultivator in Hexi's land 30% of the strength is his only choice now to support the entire battle situation in an instant.

The Son of God was very heavy because he was indeed very angry.

But after halfway through the journey, his steps returned to normal, and there was no more anger in his eyes, even if he only walked this distance in a blink of an eye.

He raised his hand to Su Emei, sighed softly, and there was no more sadness and joy on his face: "You and I are enemies, let's rest your fate."

As he said that, the crescent moon was about to fly out of his palm and completely kill Su Emei on the spot.
To be continued...