Chapter 736 The Battle of the Gods

Looking at the statue of Izanagi in front of him, Zhang Ziling's eyes flashed with red light, and the black chains contained violent power, and they slammed on the statue.

At this moment, the statue cracked, the divine power dissipated, and the earth began to vibrate.

At this moment, the Ten Fist Sword turned into a ten thousand zhang long, and stabbed Zhang Ziling rapidly from bottom to top.

The sword light illuminates the sky of the underworld, and the divine power and the sword energy are intertwined, as if to open a huge gap in the sky.

For the impact of the Ten Fist Sword, the demonic energy that erupted around Zhang Ziling turned into thousands of chains, forming a huge chain barrier below Zhang Ziling. The Ten Fist Sword slammed into the barrier where the chains gathered, and fierce sparks burst in the sky.

The sound was extremely harsh, and Wan Gui covered his head and wailed.

The wind was blowing, and the buildings in Fengdu City collapsed in half in an instant, and the ghosts fled everywhere, panicking.

Zhang Ziling's hair danced wildly, looking at the huge ten-fist sword below, with a faint smile on his face, "Saint level with divine weapon... The power is really amazing!"

"Earth has given me more and more surprises!" Zhang Ziling chuckled, the terrifying demonic energy condensed into the shape of a Soul Eater Sword in his hand, "The Soul Eater Sword is with Ziyou, that's all. Just use it..."

Zhang Ziling waved the Soul Eater Devil Sword in his hand and muttered to himself.

"My strength is only restored to the realm of saints. When dealing with gods in the realm of saints, I really have to hold something in my hand to be safe..." Zhang Ziling muttered to himself, and the black chains below him suddenly dissipated.

"Hahaha, it seems that your defense is no more than this!" Izanagi's laughter came, and the huge ten-fist sword light bombarded Zhang Ziling.

The power of the divine weapon made the entire underworld vibrate violently, and countless ghosts looked up to the sky in horror.

In the extreme north of the underworld, an ancient temple sits above the Nine Heavens. In the ancient temple, a man in a black robe sat on an icy throne, gently rubbing the black gold ring on his finger, his eyes flickering with dim light, watching the sky flicker. The sword light, and the vague statue of God, the expression is indifferent.

"Evil Emperor, Zhang Ziling..."

In the hall, a long voice sounded, echoing in the sky.

"Good job!" Zhang Ziling laughed as he looked at the sword light of the ten fists coming towards his face, and waved the magic sword in his hand lightly.

One black and one gold two sword lights collided together,

The dazzling light exploded above the nine heavens, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the space collapsed.

Just as the aftermath containing the aura of destruction was about to disperse, and when the souls were smashed, a crack was torn open in the sky by Zhang Ziling's demonic energy, and two sword lights, Zhang Ziling and Izanagi were swallowed by the crack.

The sky regained its calm in an instant, and the idol of Izanagi turned into a spot of light and shattered.

The devil of Fengdu climbed out of the ruins and stared blankly at the light spots in the sky...

"Is this... God?"

Standing on the balcony of the attic protected by Zhang Ziling's spiritual power, Xu Qianrou looked at the calm sky with a strong sense of unease in her eyes, "I must... win."

Izanagi reappeared over the Fengdu ghost town, looking at the empty ghost town below, a haze flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, now you can use your hands and feet to the fullest." Zhang Ziling's figure slowly condensed behind Izanagi, with a smile on his face, he looked at Izanagi's back and said.

This is the mirror world of the underworld. Although everything is the same as the underworld, the damage caused here will not affect the underworld at all.

Such a mirror world was used when Zhang Ziling and Izanami were fighting. At that time, the entire mirror earth was bombarded by Izanami's Tianzhu spear.

If the battle between saints were to take place in reality, the earth would have ceased to exist as early as 10,000 years ago.

After all, the Earth is not as good as the Xuanxiao Continent, the Heavenly Dao is too weak, and it is imprisoned by the Heavenly Court.

If it is in Xuanxiao Continent, the way of heaven has been independent for hundreds of millions of years, and the Dao method of Xuanxiao Continent has been evolved to the extreme, and its strength can even withstand the power of the emperor!

However, because of the strength of the Xuanxiao Continent itself, it is extremely difficult to open up a mirror image space in the Xuanxiao Continent, so the saints will not fight in the mirror image world, they will only fight in the ancient times of the Xuanxiao Continent. It's all dark.

Therefore, there are countless relics of saints in the ancient times of Xuanxiao Continent, attracting countless monks to move forward.

"It's kind of interesting, I was able to pull this seat into the mirror world." Izanagi turned slowly, and looked at Zhang Ziling with a playful look, "But that's fine, before this seat was worried that if Huaxia's If the underworld is broken, it is not easy for me to explain to the heaven..."

"Now, thanks to you, I can have a good time before I kill you." Izanagi licked his pale lips, and the ten-fist sword in his hand once again burst into a terrifying divine light, monstrous divine might. The sky filled the air, and the Fengdu City below collapsed almost instantly, completely unable to withstand Izanagi's power.

Izanagi's aura alone made a city annihilated...

"Zhang Ziling, take a good look... This is the difference between God and you mortals!"

With a playful smile on Izanagi's face, divine power lingered around him, and the power of the Ten Fist Sword was more than ten times stronger than before.

Now, Izanagi recklessly unleashes his power, allowing his terror to be fully revealed.

If he is still in the underworld now, under this kind of power, I am afraid that the ghosts of the entire Fengdu City will disappear in an instant.

Seeing the terrifying divine power lingering around Izanagi, Zhang Ziling's expression didn't even change at all. He just waved his right hand lightly, and the Soul Devouring Devil Sword, which was condensed by the demonic energy, slowly appeared, and a mysterious aura escaped from Zhang Ziling's body.

"It's just the breath of a mere saint, there's no need to be so rampant." Zhang Ziling looked at Izanagi, his eyes flashed red, and said softly.

The demonic energy around Zhang Ziling dissipated to the surroundings, and Izanagi's divine power was directly suppressed by the demonic energy.

Seeing Zhang Ziling showing the same level of strength as himself this time, Izanagi's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect your exiled immortal to have such a realm. No wonder my sister is so obsessed with you..."

"No! You should be the incarnation of an ancient god. It is impossible for mortals to reach such a state." Izanagi narrowed his eyes, and his previous arrogance gradually subsided, "Who are you?"

In the beginning, Izanagi always thought that Zhang Ziling was the exiled immortal, and no matter how strong he was, he was equivalent to the first-class powerhouse in the realm of the gods, but the breath that Zhang Ziling radiated now made Izanagi gradually become serious.

"Finally serious?" Zhang Ziling smiled softly when he saw the change in Izanaqi's momentum, "That's what I want, let me take a good look at the level of the strongest god in Gao Tianyuan."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ziling turned into a black light and rushed towards Izanagi.

Seeing Zhang Ziling's sudden attack, Izanagi's expression changed, and he quickly raised his ten fist sword to block.

Ding!

The harsh metal collision sounded in the sky, the Soul Eater Sword and the Ten Fist Sword collided, sparks flying!

"How can this level of Dao transformation be possible!" Izanagi exclaimed directly after touching the Soul Eater Devil Sword.

"That's right, it's this level of Dao transformation..." Zhang Ziling chuckled, holding the sword in one hand, exerting a little force.

boom!

Izanagi ejected, knocking down a mountain.

"Take your time, saint...it's not that simple."

Zhang Ziling's playful voice sounded in the sky, and the endless chains blocked the entire sky at this moment.

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