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Chapter 1942: Lord of the Seventh Palace!

boom!

On the battlefield, Duan Lingfeng had already fought against the cold old man.

Although the Yin Leng old man is a powerful divine king, Duan Lingfeng is ranked first on the list of true gods, and he is enough to fight with him, and he will not lose in a short time.

"Sir, you just said that Master Duan is the number one true god in all eternity. The person who is fighting with him now seems to be slightly stronger than him. Could it be that he is the legendary powerful person?" Luo Tianhong couldn't help but ask.

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"Yes, he is a powerful one." Jian Wushuang replied.

"It's true." Luo Tianhong took a breath of air.

The Mighty One, for the many cultivators who stay in the Kingdom of God all year round, the Mighty One is definitely a figure in mythology.

"Master Duan is a true god, but he can fight like this with the legendary powerful person. He is the number one true god in all eternity. He is well-deserved." Luo Tianhong admired.

"Jian Wushuang, let's take action too, otherwise your friend may not be able to survive for too long," King Gu said.

"Yeah." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

Immediately, Gu King's body swayed and he returned to Jian Wushuang's body again.

"Qiuyue, you and this little guy stay on the spaceship." Jian Wushuang warned.

"Yes." Qiuyue nodded.

Jian Wushuang and Jian Wushuang flew straight towards the giant continent in front of them.

At the same time as he set foot on that continent... boom~~ the terrifying divine power was directly released from Jian Wushuang's body.

This divine power was dozens of times stronger than the divine power exerted by the cold old man before.

The divine power is like a prison, completely covering the entire land.

Many cultivators on this land, including everyone in the Soul Seizing Palace, were all terrified.

And such terrifying divine power finally alerted a strong man hidden in the deepest part of the continent.

I saw waves of tyrannical aura erupting one after another, and from the deepest part of this land, that is, in the lair of the Soul Seizing Palace, several figures rushed in one after another.

Gathered together with the cold old man from the beginning, seven figures were suspended in the sky and earth.

Like seven gods.

"So many people?" Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew that there were some strong men from the Blood Demon Sect in the Soul Seizing Palace, and there were even powerful ones, but he did not expect that the small Soul Seizing Palace actually hid seven powerful men!

The most important thing is that these seven powerful people are not only the divine kings. There are only four divine kings, and the remaining three are the three great divine emperors!!

The three great god emperors and the four great god kings were the tyrannical lineup that appeared in front of Jian Wushuang at this moment.

Among the three god emperors, the leader was a man in golden robe wearing a blood-colored ghost mask. Standing there, the man in golden robe and mask actually put some pressure on Jian Wushuang. There is no doubt that this golden robed man

The masked man is truly a peak God Emperor!!!

"Good guy, this small temple in the Soul Seizing Palace is really capable. It actually accommodates seven great gods, including a peak god emperor." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, his smile as cold as a blade.

And these seven powerful men all stared at Jian Wushuang.

Among them, the man in the golden robe and mask was exposed, and his pair of strange golden eyes were filled with endless resentment as he looked at Jian Wushuang coldly.

"You are...Jian Wushuang!!!" The man in the golden robe and mask said with a cold voice, and the air instantly froze.

"Do you know me? It seems that I have a certain reputation in the Blood Demon Sect." Jian Wushuang touched his nose.

"I am the seventh palace master of the Blood Demon Sect!" The man in the golden robe and mask stared at Jian Wushuang, with murderous intent sweeping over him, "Jian Wushuang, I finally found you, please give me my son's life!!"

Jian Wushuang was startled.

"Your son? Could it be that His Highness Mu Hong?"

Although Jian Wushuang had dealings with the Blood Demon Sect, the only strong person from the Blood Demon Sect who died in his hands was His Highness Mu Hong.

Moreover, Jian Wushuang always felt that His Highness Mu Hong should have some background. Now it seems that his background should be his father, the man in the golden robe and mask in front of him.

"With a father who is the peak god emperor, no wonder His Highness Mu Hong is so arrogant." Jian Wushuang sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will avenge my son today!"

"kill!"

The man in the golden robe and mask shouted low, and the aura of the peak god emperor instantly locked onto Jian Wushuang. His body also suddenly surged, directly to a height of ten feet, and his golden robe swept away and turned into an endless golden cloud.

Rumble~~~A huge golden mountain also appeared out of thin air in the sky above.

The golden mountains magnified infinitely, crushing everything in the world with their might, and at this moment they were also pressing towards Jian Wushuang.

Looking at the golden mountains above, Jian Wu's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

When the golden mountains were pressing towards him, he clearly sensed an extremely powerful force of suppression.

Not surprisingly, this golden mountain is a very rare suppressive treasure, and its power has reached the level of a Chaos Divine Treasure.

"Chaos Divine Treasures are rare, and suppression-type Chaos Divine Treasures are even rarer." Jian Wushuang murmured, even though he was under this golden mountain, he felt a sense of crisis.

"All seven of my stars have collapsed, and the power of the ancient bloodline has only slightly recovered. My strength is not at its peak yet. I will be at a disadvantage against the Lord of the Seventh Palace who possesses a chaos-suppressing divine treasure."

Jian Wushuang's mind was spinning, but he immediately glanced at Jianyi next to him.

"This man is left to you, kill him!" Jian Wushuang ordered.

"Yes." Jianyi nodded respectfully, and immediately blood clouds rolled over his body.

The blood mist gathered all over the sky and instantly formed a blood-colored ocean, completely encompassing the huge golden mountain.

The power of the golden mountain was displayed, it was vast and tyrannical, but when it was crushed and bombarded in the bloody ocean, it was like bombarding a ball of cotton.

"What?" The expression of the man in the golden mask, the Lord of the Seventh Palace, changed and he couldn't help but glance at Jianyi.

But Jianyi didn't pause at all, his figure transformed, and he was already attacking the Lord of the Seventh Palace.

"snort!"

The Lord of the Seventh Palace snorted coldly, and before the sword came close, he flipped his hand and took out a large seal.

On this large seal, there is a golden dragon with a powerful aura, and it is also an extremely special Chaos Divine Treasure.

As the Lord of the Seventh Palace clapped his hands, the Great Seal erupted with rich golden light, and the golden dragon above the Great Seal instantly came to life.

"roar!!!"

The shocking roar of the dragon echoed around the world.

This giant golden dragon suddenly grew ten thousand feet in length, possessing endless majesty and aura, and charged directly towards the sword.

This golden dragon alone gives Jian Wushuang the feeling that it is enough to compete with the average peak god emperor.

"This Lord of the Seventh Palace has so many treasures in his hands?" Jian Wushuang was surprised in his heart.


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