Throughout Shanhaiguan, only Li Xiang's voice echoed.
The sound of the edict contains divine power, destiny, and supreme majesty.
Even the dozen or so demon kings were shaken by the sounds of these orders.
What shocked them even more was that more and more gods were mentioned from Li Xiang's mouth.
Moreover, along with these orders, there are also gods.
The godhead represents the priest.
A pestilence leapt across the steps and killed the three-eyed crow.
At this moment, there are already forty-two divine heads above the Conferred God Platform.
And it's still increasing.
With each additional godhead, the faces of the princes became paler.
Every sound of an order is like a sharp knife stabbing into the hearts of the demon kings.
In this battle to become gods, they have been fighting hard.
But he could only watch helplessly as the Demon Alliance was heading for defeat step by step.
From the initial murderous rage, to doubt, to anger, and finally to the shock and fear now.
The increasing number of gods shattered their pride as the demon kings.
The sixth-level demon ancestor only exists in the memory of bloodline genes.
In the Demon Alliance without the Demon Ancestor, the fifth-level king is the top existence.
Below the fourth level, they are like pigs and dogs.
But now, the fourth-level immortals who have become gods can threaten the safety of the monarch.
Moreover, the number of priests...
Looking at those divine figures, the fear in the eyes of the demon kings could no longer be concealed.
48 pieces, 49 pieces, 50 pieces...
Finally, fine beads of sweat broke out on Li Xiang's face.
He concentrated, staring at the list of gods, and his eyes began to wander.
Fifty priests, plus the war god of the country, can completely crush the demon king present.
But this is still not enough!
The Demon Alliance is not the only one Jiuzhou has to deal with!
Northern Europe, ancient Greece, Christ, Tianzhu, Japan...
The alien gods have awakened and are peering at Kyushu with eager eyes.
These divine systems are more powerful than the Demon Alliance.
After experiencing the Northern Expedition, Kyushu needed time to recover.
Only strength can temporarily frighten the alien gods.
Are fifty priests enough?
not enough!
Li Xiang bit the tip of his tongue, his pupils narrowed, and he focused his scattered eyes on the list of gods.
On the list of gods, there should have been three hundred and sixty-five of the eight righteous gods.
But when the sky was opened, the majestic divine power of luck leaked out, and only fifty-one priests were named on the list of gods.
Fifty divine figures were suspended in the air, and together with the Long-Eyebrow Immortal's, there were fifty-one in total.
Moreover, Li Xiang has been able to confer fifty-one gods in a row, which has reached his limit.
After all, he had just entered the fourth level, and there was no way he could compare with Taigong in his heyday.
Such achievements can only be achieved by relying on the foundation laid by the ancestor Yin Tianzi and the blessing of the national destiny of Kyushu.
Emperor Shitian and others also felt something strange about Li Xiang and couldn't help but become worried.
They don't understand the matter of conferring gods.
But after seeing the power of Binghuang, they could also imagine that becoming a god must be an extremely laborious and laborious task.
And Li Xiang canonized fifty-one gods in just half a day.
"Enough!"
"That's enough!"
The voice from Kyoto City traveled thousands of miles and rang in Li Xiang's heart.
That was Zhou Yan's voice and the will of the First Kingdom.
There was relief and excitement in the voice, but more importantly, it was distressed.
In Kyoto City, Zhou Yan clenched his fists slightly.
The most powerful God of War looked at the Conferred God Platform in the distance, looking at this young man with a touch of pity in his eyes.
Like an elder, looking lovingly at the child who is struggling to support him.
"You've done enough."
"The Temple of War is still there, and I can still draw my bow. There is no need for you to force yourself like this."
Zhou Yan's words directly resonated in Li Xiang's heart.
Li Xiang just smiled faintly.
Is that enough?
Not enough.
In addition to the Nordic, Tianzhu and other foreign gods, there are countless more powerful gods in the long river of time above the sky.
"If I had a choice, why wouldn't I want to take my time?"
The more you know about this world, the greater your sense of oppression becomes.
On his body, the white robe had dots of black spots.
at the same time.
The Ghost Emperors of the Five Directions and the King of Hell of the Tenth Hall, who were protecting him, raised their heads at the same time and looked at Li Xiang in shock.
An unparalleled will was transmitted to the hearts of these fifteen powerful Yin gods.
The ghost emperors of the five directions and the kings of hell of the ten palaces were a little confused and unwilling, but they did not dare to disobey the will of Emperor Yin. They lowered their heads and knelt down together.
A moment later, the Ghost Seal was suspended in the sky above Fengdu Ghost City.
The entire realm of the netherworld is filled with yin energy and turbulent energy.
In the underworld of the Yin Division, countless Yin gods and ghosts all raised their heads and looked at this scene in horror.
The will of Yin Tianzi covers.
In the countless mountains and rivers of the underworld, majestic Yin Qi surges up, gathering towards the Ghost Seal from all directions.
boom!
The Yin Qi rushed out from the Ghost Seal, directly breaking through the plane barrier and flying towards the Conferred God Platform.
A pillar of Yin Qi with a diameter of several hundred meters rose into the sky.
Here, the temperature dropped suddenly.
Li Xiang bathed in the Yin Qi Pillar, and his clothes instantly turned pure black.
He frowned slightly.
Suddenly, a white light spot appeared on the chest, and then quickly expanded, intertwined with the black.
The black and white colors continue to collide, blend, and separate, and finally reach a weak balance, forming a Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern on the chest.
Li Xiang looked at the Conferred Gods List again.
The list of gods is now empty.
Not a word.
Li Xiang suddenly cut his finger with the Emperor's Sword, stretched it out, and pressed it on the list of gods.
"what you up to?!"
Deep in the consciousness, an old and vast voice sounded.
The shadow of Taigong with white beard, white hair and white robe suddenly appeared beside Li Xiang and held down his wrist.
This sudden appearance of a figure shocked all the Gods of War and the Great Lord.
Especially the ancient and powerful aura released by that figure exceeded everyone's expectations.
Emperor Shitian's pupils shrank suddenly.
Wei Mingguang subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.
The war gods of the country are facing a powerful enemy.
At this critical moment, nothing can happen!
Only Cang Linyuan was stunned for a moment, then bowed slightly and saluted the white-bearded old man from a distance: "I have met the Grand Duke."
The voice fell.
There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.
Taigong?
In Kyoto City, Zhou Yan suddenly stood up, and the long bow beside him kept buzzing.
This No. 1 Zhenguo looked at it with the art of Dayan, but he couldn't see anything strange.
Zhou Yan's pupils trembled and he murmured: "Not in the Three Realms and Five Elements?!"
On the Conferring God Stage, more than a hundred fourth-level immortals also reacted, knelt down and shouted in unison:
"See Grandpa!"
Although he is just a shadow, he is still the god of gods in the old heaven.
But at this moment, a common voice sounded.
"Did I let you out?"
It was the tone of voice, the tone of questioning, and it also contained a coldness that was difficult to conceal.
So all the immortals were shocked.
All the war gods who ruled the country were equally horrified.
You, Li Xiang, how dare you talk to the Grand Duke like this?
