Heaven.

The Nantian Gate, as tall as a mountain, is the most important gateway to the heavenly court, and its sacred and majesty is inviolable.

However, at this moment, the huge axe shadow that ran across the world seemed to be as unstoppable as if it was about to split it in half!

"snort!"

God Haotian snorted coldly, and a magic sword surrounded by misty purple air appeared in his hand.

Just as he raised his hand gently, a dazzling sword intent shot out.

"Clang—"

The shadow of the axe broke into two halves from the middle, and then disappeared.

God Haotian walked forward with the magic sword and said coldly: "Xing Tian, ​​you are so brave!"

"kill!"

Xing Tian shouted loudly, shook his big steps and stepped on the void, and rushed towards God Haotian.

"Overbial ability!"

God Haotian sneered and greeted him with the Haotian Divine Sword.

"Bang--"

...

Fierce battles were heard one after another, and the entire heaven was shaking, and the thirty-six palaces and seventy-two palaces all rippled with faint light.

This is the guardian formation of the Heavenly Court that operates on its own.

"Hmph, there is no need to use the power of the Heavenly Court to deal with you!"

God Haotian stood proudly and waved his hand to throw out the thirty-three layers of Haotian Pagoda.

The pagoda fell into the South Heaven Gate and expanded tens of millions in an instant, and a purple-gold barrier swelled up all over the body to cover the entire heaven.

The world is a world of banishing!

The aftermath of the battle can no longer invade the heaven.

The war outside the Nantian Gate is in full swing.

Many heavenly soldiers and generals and immortal gods who worked in the heavenly court guarded the South Heaven Gate, protruding their heads to watch the battle outside.

However, with their magic power, they could not even see the figures of the Great Lord Xing Tian and the God of Haotian. They could only see two rays of light and shadows twisting and shattering into chaos.

Although the aftermath of the battle was blocked by the Haotian Pagoda, they saw the scene of space shattered caused by the fierce collision during the war.

"Is that the power of the great master of the Witch Clan? He can fight with His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor for so long without a chance of winning or losing."

"It's so amazing. I heard that before the Lich's tribulation, this great master Xing Tian was the first person under the witch clan's ancestor witch."

"No wonder he is so strong."

"By the way, do you think Your Majesty can win? It won't be like last time..."

"Silence! Are you afraid of life? Can you just say that kind of thing? I wouldn't tell you if I had known it!"

"Don't worry, I'm the most stern and I will never tell anyone about our Majesty being suppressed under the tower for three years..."

“…”

...

"Bang!"

A violent collision sounded, and God Haotian slapped Xingtian's big shield with a slap, and flew him with his shield for millions of miles.

However, the next moment, Xing Tian took a step forward and came back to kill him again.

His body was covered with scars, but the eyes on his chest were getting brighter and brighter, emitting a blazing glow.

"What a tough guy!"

God Haotian frowned slightly, swung the divine sword in his hand, dividing the chaos ahead into two, and also brought up a blood pillar that soared into the sky.

The witch blood stains the sky.

A huge crack broke through Xing Tian's chest, and the sword almost cut him in half.

However, as if nothing happened, he still waved his giant axe and a giant shield and rushed towards God Haotian.

As he marched, the cracks on his chest quickly healed and disappeared.

"I'm afraid this kind of unparalleled body is not much worse than that of the ancestor witch."

God Haotian shook his sword to fight, and said with ease.

Xing Tian ignored him, and the big mouth transformed from his belly button kept making "kill and kill" roars. The giant axe and shield in his hand were both offensive and defensive, pressing towards God Haotian step by step.

At first, God Haotian didn’t find it difficult.

Although Xing Tian, ​​a great witch clan in ancient times, was powerful, there was still a lot of gap compared to him, but the other party returned from the verge of death again and again with his strong body.

As time went by, God Haotian found it difficult to break the opponent's giant shield defense as easily as he was at the beginning, causing fatal damage to it.

He is becoming stronger!

Unintentionally, God Haotian caught a glimpse of Xing Tian’s eyes on his chest and was deeply shocked by his fierce gaze.

What kind of gaze is that?

fighting!

Only fight!

There is nothing else other than that!

If Xing Tian woke up at the beginning because of his friend Chi You's resentment at the end of his life and wanted to go to heaven to kill God Haotian, then Xing Tian had completely forgotten this idea at this moment.

There is no revenge or revenge in his eyes, but only naked, pure desire and persistence for fighting!

It turns out that this is his obsession!

A trace of enlightenment arose in God Haotian's heart, and a trace of fear arises in his heart for no reason.

God Haotian, who noticed this, was stunned.

What's going on?

He clearly still has the upper hand now, and he has the best spiritual treasures like the Haotian Pagoda that have not been used... He can still use the power of the Heavenly Court to suppress the enemy if he is not good!

Why does a trace of fear appear in my heart?

Is it because my heart of Tao is not firm enough?

In just a moment, countless scenes appeared in his mind.

That was all the people and things he encountered since he left Zixiao Palace and became the Emperor of Heaven...

In the end, the picture stayed on a white-clothed figure that looked like snow, and was indifferent.

The man was surrounded by a hazy mist, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, just like his origin.

But God Haotian knew very well that that person was his greatest mental disorder and the culprit of his unfixed mind.

The three years he was suppressed under the tower were the most difficult time in his life.

He always thought about escaping from birth, but he just let his best try, but he still couldn't get out of it.

During those three years, the figure in white clothes, like snow, appeared in front of him from time to time, without saying a word, just looked at him quietly, with his eyes calm and quiet.

But God Haotian saw sarcasm and disdain in it, as if saying:

The Lord of the Three Realms, that's it?

Three years were about to pass, and the late arrival of Saint Zhunti rescued him from the under the tower.

He couldn't wait to take revenge, but considering the disparity in power, he agreed to the suggestion of the Saint Zhunti, contacted the witch clan Jiufeng Dazun, the Taoist of the Chan Cultivation Randeng, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals, and the Golden Mother of Yaochi.

I originally thought that the power of the five quasi-saints should be able to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

But I didn't expect that Zhen Yuanzi's guy just met and rebelled.

Five fights one, and two fights four.

The pressure rises exponentially.

So he succumbed to his inner fear and retreated without saying a word.

Come with confidence and walk in a daze.

Because he learned from the list of immortals and gods a long time ago that Zhen Yuanzi was the strongest among the five of them. The four of them seemed to have the advantage of the number of people, but in fact they really had no chance of winning.

At the moment of retreating, he couldn't help asking himself, is he worthy of the position of Emperor of Heaven like this?

Is it worthy of the title of Lord of the Three Realms?
Chapter completed!