The moment the Angel Holy Sword appeared, the familiar golden-red power caused a 100 million point mental critical hit to Tang San.
"Angel Holy Sword!?"
Even in the state of being dominated by anger, Tang San couldn't help but roar angrily.
"How can such a most evil weapon still be passed down to this day, and it has even been upgraded to the level of a super-artifact? Such an evil weapon must be placed under the strict supervision of Tang San, the God-King of my generation! You will not be allowed to live with me today, you will suffer death!"
Tang San stepped on the shadowy ghost trail.
One step forward, and the whole person is as fast as lightning.
The front finger of the Shura Demonic Sword in his hand had completely turned into blood, and strong bloody light suddenly erupted.
"Hang!"
Qian Chaoguang did not dodge or evade, and the angel sword struck out gracefully.
The surging power of light triggered the true fire of the sun, and the temperature of the entire battlefield increased dramatically.
A golden stream of light combined with flames and holy light went straight towards Tang San's attack and slashed it away, like a golden crow coming to the world.
"Tsk!"
Hot and cold collide in the sky.
The holy light sword that condensed the true fire of the sun evaporated the bloody sword light in an instant, leaving only a wisp of red blood mist rising from the air.
Tang San snorted coldly and stabbed forward with the Shura Demonic Sword.
The blood-red sword light took on the shape of a sharp cone, stabbing towards Qian Chaoguang like a drill.
The surging killing energy and the endless sea of blood shook together. The two powers that were enough to frighten ordinary first-level gods to the point of being unable to move were as ridiculous as a child's tricks in front of Qian Chaoguang.
He didn't even move his feet even half an inch, and still stepped firmly on Yu Xiaogang.
The angelic holy sword in his hand slashed through the air with the powerful power of holy light. The ultimate power of light seemed to cut off even time and space.
A ray of sword light crossed the mysterious trace and collided with Tang San's Shura Demon Sword.
The sound of the collision of gold and iron erupted, and there seemed to be tens of thousands of ghosts wailing together in the endless sea of blood.
Tang San's whole body was enveloped in blazing red light, and his aura was strong.
"That's all you have?"
Tang San looked ferocious, and an arrogant voice came out of his mouth.
"Shura, judge!"
Six red lights bloomed like roses, shooting out with cold power of judgment.
"Are you a beast like you worthy of being judged?"
The holy angel sword in Qian Chaoguang's hand also thrust forward, and the golden-red sword tip burst out with unparalleled majesty, as if the will of the universe was coming in person.
The phantom of the divine body and the divine ring of the Dharma appeared, representing the sudden light of the authority of judgment.
At this moment, the judgment authority belonging to the God of Light was unleashed.
King's Landing·Judgement!
Tang San felt like he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, about to receive the butcher's knife.
In the face of the sword intent bursting out from the angel's holy sword, the terrifying power of judgment that was originally enough to judge gods began to strangely fade away, like a mouse seeing a cat.
No matter how hard Tang San tried, the power of judgment belonging to God Shura continued to collapse.
It can even be said that he fled!
The six red lights disintegrated almost instantly and disappeared into nothingness.
"Pfft!"
The sharp blade penetrated the barrier of the divine armor and cut into the flesh in an instant.
A shrill scream came out, and Tang San's body was completely enveloped by a layer of blazing holy flames fused with the true fire of the sun.
Although he had tried his best to resist with the power of other attributes after the power of judgment expired, he even used part of the life force inherited from the Dragon God's bloodline.
However, even if Tang San blocked a sword light, how could he block the bombardment of the angel's holy sword?
Qian Chaoguang's sword skills have been superb many years ago.
After surviving the Divine Tribulation and mastering the ninth style of sword technique, he has reached the point where his skills are close to the Tao.
Each move directly points to the origin of the avenue.
How could a loser like Tang San stop this kind of returning to his original nature of swordsmanship?
The blazing angelic holy sword pierced Tang San's heart, instantly burning his internal organs into a large cloud of strange scarlet gas.
The frightening sound of sizzling kept coming, and a full tenth of Tang San's divine power was evaporated out of thin air in this stab!
Even with Tang San's current level of cultivation, having his heart destroyed is no longer a fatal injury.
But there was something uneasy about it on his face.
As soon as he boasted about his awesomeness, he was stabbed in the backhand by the opponent.
It’s so embarrassing!
In shock, Tang San's eyes turned red and he roared suddenly.
The endless sea of blood rushed towards Qian Chaoguang like a huge wave.
Tang San himself took the opportunity to retreat.
Qian Chaoguang, who was slightly mysophobic, looked disgusted and casually applied a layer of holy flame coating on himself.
Not wanting to get his clothes dirty, he slapped the six wings behind his back, picked up Yu Xiaogang under his feet, and retreated backwards, while at the same time, he slashed out the angel's holy sword again.
The roaring sword light tore through the tsunami created by the blood sea, and also gave Tang San some chance to breathe.
After several brief collisions, Qian Chaoguang's power made Tang San feel extremely shaken.
He originally planned to use the interference of the blood sea to regain some attack rhythm and launch a continuous offensive towards Qian Chaoguang again.
But the other party broke through the blood sea in an instant, which forced Tang San to change his mind.
The ghostly shadow under his feet changed again, and he actually pulled back out of thin air as if violating the rules of physics, slowing down his original attack, and once again put some distance between him and Qian Chaoguang.
A ray of purple light lit up in Tang San's scarlet eyes, and the golden trident in his hand shone brightly.
In an instant, the endless sea of blood was stained with a layer of blue-gold light.
The blue-gold light turned into turbulent waves and surged out, causing the divine outfit to be continuously stained with the golden color that symbolized the light.
The golden trident in Tang San's right hand drew mysterious arcs in the air, and thrust forward with force.
A strong golden halo of light erupted from the main blade, heading straight towards Qian Chaoguang.
Poseidon's Thirteen Styles - Uncertain Storm!
The stunt that made Old Poseidon famous.
As long as there is a hit, no matter how high or low the opponent's cultivation level is, they will be forcibly controlled for at least eight seconds - only limited to the cultivation level of Douluo God Realm.
Relying on this halberd technique, Poseidon in the past was even called the number one master in the divine world.
Ever since Tang San learned it, it must be used in every battle.
As for the control skill that truly belongs to him?
There are also blue and silver cages, spider web restraints, parasitism... and so on.
He didn’t need it as early as when he just got the Poseidon Trident!
In Tang San's heart, what he gets is always better than what he comes out of.
Therefore, he did not bother to use these two weak martial spirits and his many soul bone skills, nor did he continue to try to develop their power.
As everyone knows, this is a textbook level of picking up sesame seeds after losing the watermelon.
Only these are truly yours.
No matter how good the foreign things are, they are just transitional.
Even if there are really super powerful techniques and moves, if a hundred people practice to a high level, there will be a hundred different deviations.
Kung Fu and moves, these things created by the creator, are only suitable for himself or some people.
If you don't improve it and make it gradually suitable for you, you won't be able to reach the top in your life.
According to the records of the Central Master Brain, the spirit of the Clear Sky Hammer has a very high development limit.
Just look at Lord Zhentian’s Dragon Soul Clear Sky Hammer and Tang Chen’s Shura Clear Sky Hammer.
In the underworld back then, even those deformed souls did not dare to confront it head-on, which shows how powerful it is.
Thousands of years ago, Tang Chen relied on his superb hammering skills to beat the two great gods so hard that the high priest could not lift his head. He truly suppressed his entire life and established the Haotian Hammer as the world's best weapon.
's name.
Not to mention those ordinary martial arts spirits, the Clear Sky Hammer can defeat even the almost perfect hexagonal warrior-the Seraphim martial arts spirit.
Who dares to say that the upper limit of the Clear Sky Hammer is weak? The upper limit is low?
However, even such a top-level martial spirit with an upper limit higher than the sky was completely destroyed by Tang San, and its power was not developed at all.
He barely even used it a few times!
"Buzz!"
The uncertain storm turned into a huge golden halo and sped away.
Even if a top god-king such as the God of Destruction is trapped, he will be trapped by its powerful binding ability for a full eight seconds, unable to break free.
If it were a first-level god or a second-level god, the control would be even more terrifying.
In the Legend of the Dragon King, Tang San once used a divine thought in Tang Wulin's body to control the Holy Lord of the Abyss for half an hour across countless galaxies, and wildly boasted about his wisdom and ten-thousand-year plan in front of him.
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However, to say that there are one thousand ways and one thousand, this is only for ordinary cultivators.
For Qian Chaoguang, what kind of bullshit is there?
He doesn't care at all.
Qian Chaoguang allowed the halo to trap him without any resistance.
He just looked at Tang San quietly, with a mocking and sneer on his face.
"Go to hell! Go to hell!"
Tang San roared crazily, and the golden trident in his hand continued to erupt with shocking power, like gold about to be melted, showing a magnificent orange-red color.
Four pairs of golden wings stretched out behind Tang San, continuously gathering and transforming a large amount of energy crazily, providing power for Tang San's attacks.
This is the Eight Wings of Poseidon.
It was transformed from the Eight Spider Spears back then.
Dazzling golden light ignited from the blue part of Tang San's body, echoing the Poseidon Trident.
The red and blue power continued to condense and was quickly cast onto the golden trident.
The originally long and narrow halberd body continued to become thicker, as if it was wrapped in a layer of heavy armor.
The Shura Demonic Sword had disappeared, and Tang San was concentrating on holding the Poseidon Trident with both hands and stabbing towards Qian Chaoguang.
A strong sacredness and weight erupted from the main blade of the golden trident, as if a sea was overturning, with an earth-shaking trend.
Countless gods' expressions changed slightly at this moment, and they couldn't help but feel nervous in their hearts.
Even the God of Destruction, who already hated Tang San deeply, had to admit it.
Now Tang San's power is really too strong.
If it were him, he would never be able to take this move.
If not, you may even be severely injured and die.
This terrifying power is already infinitely close to that of the Dragon God back then!
Ordinary god kings are simply unable to resist.
Almost in the blink of an eye, this terrifying attack had already cut through the layers of space and headed straight for the Qianchao Smooth Door.
Even Yu Xiaogang, who had been under his feet all this time, was desperate and kept wailing intermittently, trying to beg Tang San to stop.
If this blow really hits, even if the target is not it, it will definitely be wiped out by the aftermath.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang felt that Tang San was so strange in his eyes.
Where did the well-educated Tang San go?
Where has that obedient disciple of mine gone?
Do you really not care about your teacher's life?
You...you once called me father!
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's mentality collapsed and exploded again, and even the last glimmer of hope was extinguished.
Even though the crisis was right in front of him, Qian Chaoguang still didn't move or hide.
He just had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, watching quietly as Tang San gradually fell into madness during the attack.
Seeing that he was about to be stabbed, Tang San's face showed a ferocious laughter, like a madman.
Just before the golden trident was about to stab Qian Chaoguang.
He still had no intention of fighting back.
Qian Chaoguang didn't even move at all, he just stood with his sword in his arms, waiting for the light power that originally belonged to Wuding Fengbo to fully contact his body.
In an instant, the binding force that enveloped him dissipated in an instant.
The unbreakable wave of uncertainty that Tang San recognized was instantly shattered into nothingness, not even the slightest bit of dregs was left.
Rays of light are fading, and pieces of heavy armor are disintegrating.
Under the watchful eyes of countless melon-eating people, the originally thick golden trident was shattered inch by inch.
The light power attached to the halberd is constantly peeling off!
In the end, only the body of the golden trident remained.
The power also plummeted by more than 50%.
"What the hell does this happen!"
Tang San roared hysterically, but the attack in his hand still hadn't stopped.
Just a little bit, just a little bit short of being able to pierce the main blade of the golden trident into Qian Chaoguang's head.
Tang San didn't want to give up.
He also didn't think there would be any problems with his attacks.
But at the same time, Tang San could also clearly feel that part of the power that originally belonged to him was losing crazily, and the power of the golden trident's attack continued to lose.
The Law of Light, which was originally like a close brother to him, actually showed endless disgust and disgust towards him in an instant.
It was like seeing the most disgusting thing in the world.
The law of light will no longer favor Tang San.
Originally, this was not really a big deal.
But the bad thing is that nine out of ten of the Poseidon inheritances currently used by Tang San are related to light.
He was so immortal that he also forcibly sewed the Sea God's throne and the Shura God's throne together!
Even the most basic Poseidon's light, which is also the core of Poseidon's power, its essence needs to be stimulated by the law of light.
Now, the Law of Light showed its disdain for Tang San in an instant, which is equivalent to the entire Poseidon system being basically abolished.
Among the thirteen moves of Poseidon, there is no move that does not require the Law of Light.
Without the blessing of the power of light, relying solely on Poseidon's divine power, the Thirteen Poseidon Styles can almost be considered useless.
The halberd technique, whose power has plummeted, is no longer able to cope with this level of battle.
If others don't tell me, I'm afraid Tang San, a clown, will never know what a divine war is, and what the power of a true god is.
Use the power of light to attack Qian Chaoguang, the God of Light?
His fate can be imagined.
This is even more ridiculous than trying to do whatever you want.
Following Tang San's rage, the main blade of the Golden Trident finally came into contact with Qian Chaoguang, stabbing straight into his left eye.
Qian Chaoguang still didn't move, and didn't even close his eyes, letting the opponent bombard his eyes.
"boom!"
A loud bang echoed across the battlefield.
Tang San felt a terrifying force come back from Qian Chaoguang's body.
It seemed that he had stabbed someone else in the eye.
But a big mountain!
A majestic and unreachable mountain.
Just like Sumeru in mythology, it carries the foundation of the entire world!
"Canglanglang!"
A sound like metal colliding erupted.
The golden trident was instantly knocked away by this terrifying counter-shock force, and flew directly out of Tang San's hand.
It spun in countless circles in the air and finally stuck on the wall of Poseidon Temple.
At this time, the Poseidon Trident no longer lived up to its previous luster and luster. Instead, it had a grayish color all over its body, as if it had been dug up after being buried in the soil for thousands of years.
It looks very much like an unearthed cultural relic.
The power of light has been lost, and the golden trident, which was originally a super artifact, is now on the verge of losing its level.
If the power of light did not occupy the main body, it is difficult to say whether it can continue to exist in the world now.
Tang San himself was also knocked upside down by the force of the counterattack.
His internal organs, which had not yet recovered, suddenly trembled, causing wisps of blood to spill out from between his mouth and nose.
"Boom!"
"Click!"
However, what Tang San and all the gods present did not expect was that this round of attack and defense was not over yet!
The clear sky that was originally clear for thousands of miles suddenly struck down a raging thunderbolt, heading straight for Tang San's heavenly spirit.
The terrifying color looked several times redder than blood, as if blood had condensed.
The thunder of heaven and earth, which should have been filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, now exudes a shocking offensive energy from the inside out, as if it was born specifically for punishment.
Divine punishment!
This is not even a skill Qian Chaoguang actively sends out, but a passive skill that every true god has.
Even the reserve true gods who have just lit the divine fire have them.
As long as the True God is attacked by the authority under his control, the original law of the universe will automatically send down a bolt of thunder to judge those who are disrespectful to the True God.
It can probably be seen as a kind of "voucher of fame", or a partner's spontaneous defense of the true God.
After all, only the true God can control the original laws of the universe.
No matter how high the level of cultivation of other cultivators is, they can only understand and borrow it.
In this case, the true god can freely adjust the power of the divine punishment or turn it off directly based on his control over the law.
The unlucky guy from the Holy Spirit Cult who used his soul power to attack Qian Chaoguang was killed by the most powerful divine punishment that Qian Chaoguang could release at that time.
Even if there is only one thunderbolt, at its full power, it is enough to take away half of an ordinary practitioner's life.
"Zi la!"
"ah!"
Tang San's heart-rending scream spread throughout the entire God Realm in an instant, as brutal as a pig being killed.
The power of the Poseidon is half useless, and the power of Shura God, who is good at killing, is not very good at defense and treatment.
Without the Poseidon's Light, Tang San could only resist the God's Punishment and Thunder Tribulation.
A thunderbolt came down, and he felt as if his body was about to break.
That kind of terrifying attack that penetrates directly into the soul is simply not something he can completely resolve.
Countless scarlet divine power and vicious energy were evaporated in an instant, and even Tang San's soul was slightly damaged.
Tang San's body was also struck backwards by the Thunder of Divine Punishment, instantly shattering his original plan to draw out the Shura Demonic Sword and continue the attack.
Like the golden trident, Tang San's body hit the outer wall of Poseidon Temple in various ways, and once again spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with the thunder of divine punishment of light.
Now, his whole body is as black as Uncle Hei, his internal organs and muscles are charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
Tang San quickly ran the Xuantian Technique, driving the divine power in his body to continuously repair the damaged body.
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The cracked black skin keeps peeling off, revealing patches of new pink flesh underneath.
Tang San struggled to get up from the ground and vomited out a few more mouthfuls of black blood. He looked at Qian Chaoguang in surprise, the killing and violence in his eyes becoming more intense.
The scarlet light of fierceness almost occupied the entire whites of his eyes.
"You... what on earth did you do to me!" Tang San roared, "My power of light, where has my power of light gone? You despicable person who robs other people of their power, hurry up!"
Give me back the power of light that belongs to me!"
"What kind of beast are you to be worthy of mastering the power of light? Why don't you just urinate and show yourself?"
Qian Chaoguang stood there with an indifferent expression, looking at Tang San with strong disdain in his eyes.
Tang San's halberd just now, let alone caused him any harm.
It didn't even break the defense.
That is the most fragile cornea in Qian Chaoguang’s body!
Even though Tang San's move just now was no longer blessed by the power of light, its own strength and the power of the golden trident should not be underestimated. It could easily injure an ordinary god-king.
He used his cornea to connect to the super artifact without any damage, and he didn't even use his own power to strengthen his defense.
The captured gods were all dumbfounded, and they all praised their idea of "reforming well in the future, and changing their minds and becoming gods again in the future".
What the hell kind of monster is this!
Is this kind of monster something we are qualified to fight against?
That was the super divine weapon activated by Tang San!
Although I don’t know whether his so-called position as the Supreme God King is true or false.
But the power he possesses that far exceeds that of the God of Destruction and even resembles a peak Dragon God cannot be faked.
Now, Qian Chaoguang didn't even make a move, and Tang San almost sent him away.