Chapter 997 The Strongest God

The Lord of Haotian actually fought directly with the Lord Gods, and it was eight Lord Gods. This battle shocked the world. Under the huge divine power, Ziwei Heavenly Palace was almost instantly turned into nothingness.

The terrible power raged wildly, and the scope of influence became larger and larger. Anyone who was covered by their divine power, regardless of their cultivation level, was turned into dust.

What shocked the eight Lord Gods was that the Lord of Haotian actually played the Hongmeng divine power, and his Hongmeng divine power was countless times stronger than Han Xu. Even the power of the Lord God was suppressed under this Hongmeng divine power.

With the Hongmeng divine power, the Lord of Haotian forcibly pulled the eight Lord Gods off the altar and put them on the same level as him.

"Haotian, you are really hiding deep!" said Douzhan, the Lord God of the Vajra Realm. He punched out a series of indestructible divine lights with his fists, but he couldn't break the barrier of the Hongmeng divine power.

The Lord of Shura Realm, Hei Tong, said: "Even if you have mastered the power of Hongmeng, you have not yet entered the realm of God King. Even if the eight of us join forces, you still have no chance."

"That's not necessarily true!"

Haotian God Venerable held the Ziwei Divine Sword in his hand and swung a magical power. Suddenly, a thousand-foot-long light burst out from his whole body. At the same time, in a deep mountain somewhere in the Vajra Realm, Lan Qiu and the other four people sat side by side. These five people, including Lan Qiu, were the five great gods sitting under Haotian God Venerable. They were all nine-layer gods who cultivated the power of the colorless realm, and they were all top masters with reputations throughout the three thousand worlds.

At this time, they seemed to sense some kind of call and opened their eyes at the same time.

Lan Qiu looked at the light rising into the sky in the distance and said, "Brothers, it's time for us to repay our gratitude."

"Brother Qiu, you don't need to say more, let's get started, let those high and mighty main gods see how powerful our masters are!"

"By the way, Brother Qiu, please change your name in the next life. Your name really doesn't match the style of your title Blood Hand."

"Hahaha!"

"Brothers, we will still be brothers in the next life!"

After saying that, the five people formed seals at the same time, and the dazzling light shone, and their figures melted into this holy light.

In the distance, feeling the supreme pressure emanating from Lord Haotian, the main god of the Ksitigarbha world, Futu, frowned and said, "Stop him!"

But it was still a step too late. Five dazzling lights flew from a distance and merged into the body of Lord Haotian in an instant. The next moment, Lord Haotian's aura began to surge wildly, and the shackles in his body were forcibly opened.

He stepped out of the light, and after this step, his aura crossed from the peak of the Ninth Heaven to the realm of the main god.

But the Lord Haotian, who had entered the realm of the Lord God, did not show any joy. On the contrary, a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, brothers. I will repay this kindness in my next life!"

After saying that, the sadness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by boundless killing intent.

The eight Lord Gods finally felt a little panic. The Lord Haotian, with the help of the Nine Heavens Realm and the power of Hongmeng, was able to fight against them. How powerful would the Lord Haotian, who had entered the realm of the Lord God, be?

"The position of the Lord God has always been fixed. His current realm cannot be maintained for too long. Let's work together to finish him off." Taotie, the Lord God of the Yuanshi Realm, said.

The rest of the people understood and began to brew their magical powers. The one closest to the Lord Haotian was Sangdan, the Lord God of the Changsheng Realm. He raised the magic staff in his hand, but just as he was about to make a move, a trace of Hongmeng sword energy pierced through his Lord God realm.

The Purple Star Sword sank into his chest. Sang Dan looked at the nearby God Haotian in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but the sword energy exploded in his body. Although he was called immortal, under the suppression of the Hongmeng divine power, his immortal world divine power had not had time to heal the injuries in his body, and all his vitality was destroyed by the sword energy of God Haotian.

With just one sword, the Lord of the Immortal World was killed in seconds.

Haotian grinned and said arrogantly: "Now there is a vacant position of Lord God, what do you think?"

Others looked at each other in silence. Even though they had expected that God Haotian would be very strong after entering the realm of Lord God, they did not expect him to be so strong.

But now is not the time to hesitate. If Haotian doesn't die, they will die.

The Lord of Shura Realm, Hei Tong, directly summoned a large army of black armor. Tens of thousands of black armored fighting spirits were all in the realm of the Lord God. They rushed towards the Lord of Haotian with a fighting spirit that soared into the sky. However, he rushed into the enemy formation directly with a sword under the protection of the power of Hongmeng. Wherever he passed, the black armor flew, and he was like entering an empty space.

Hei Tong felt the threat of death. Among the eight main gods, in terms of combat power, the Lord of Changsheng Realm, Sang Dan, was at the bottom, and after Sang Dan's death, he became the bottom.

Obviously, Lord of Haotian also knew this, so after killing Sang Dan, he was ready to use him as a breakthrough.

Tens of thousands of black armored fighting spirits failed to resist the steps of Lord of Haotian, but at this moment, the other main gods also took action.

The Lord of Wanxiang Realm condensed light to gather the endless elemental laws, and the power of the Wanxiang Law enveloped Lord of Haotian.

The Lord of Yuanshi Realm, Taotie, burned his blood and transformed into an ancient giant beast, opening his mouth as if he could swallow the world.

However, Lord Haotian seemed not to see their attack, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at Hei Tong, the Lord God of Shura Realm.

But just as he was about to charge, the Lord God of the Colorless Realm, Wu Xiang, attacked, and the hazy power of the Colorless Realm enveloped him, squeezing out the power of Hong Meng, causing Lord Haotian's movements to pause for a moment.

At this moment, the magical powers of the other Lord Gods descended, and Lord Haotian had to give up on killing Hei Tong, and the long sword turned back, and the power of Hong Meng spread out layers of ripples.

Even though the power of Hongmeng can suppress all things, he is still facing seven people alone.

Haotian God was beaten back tens of thousands of miles, and the rippling power enveloped the entire Vajra Realm, as if the world was about to end. The Vajra Realm collapsed and countless cultivators fell in the aftermath. Only a few cultivators above the eighth heaven escaped by chance.

After this attack, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Haotian God's mouth, but his momentum did not decrease but increased. The Ziwei Divine Sword drew a line of the Big Dipper, and seven figures of Haotian God appeared in the void, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Seven figures attacked at the same time, each facing a main god. In a short time, even the main god could not tell whether the Haotian God in front of him was the original body. Although everyone knew that there was only one original body, no one dared to bet with their lives.

So, the seven people met the enemy, and the six clones were shattered. However, Ningguang, the main god of the Wanxiang Realm, was hit by the original body, and the Ziwei Divine Sword directly cut off his head.

The second main god fell, and the remaining six people were furious when they saw this scene. They instantly used their magical powers, and the power of destroying the world enveloped the figure of Haotian God. The space where he was kept breaking and then recovering.

When the power of the magical power dissipated, the six people found that Haotian God was still standing, but now he was covered with wounds, his breath began to fall, and even the breath of Hongmeng God began to weaken.

Wuxiang said: "He has not fully mastered Hongmeng God. If we attack together, he will not be able to hold on for long."

On the other side, Han Xu didn't know how much time had passed. He kept absorbing the power of the rule fragments until he absorbed a rule fragment full of sword intent. From this rule fragment, he felt a familiar breath.

A tall back appeared in Han Xu's mind. This person was dressed in purple, and his whole body was full of powerful sword intent that Han Xu had never seen before.

"Who is this?"

"Ziwei Sword Master?"