Chapter 1027
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The several dozen Godkings stopped as streaks of light shot out from their right hands. They wanted to stop the outsiders of the Zhuge Jinguen Clan from probing them.
After all, Long Chen's arrival had humiliated them.
"There's no need for that. Just let them watch!" Zhuge Jinshan's face was cold as he spoke.
The several dozen Godkings immediately stopped the divine light in their hands when they heard that.
Many outsiders nodded when they saw that.
They knew Zhuge Jinshan quite well. He had reached the peak of Level Eight Divine King and his combat strength was comparable to most Level Nine Divine Kings.
His combat strength could only be described as terrifying.
Of course, that was not the most powerful among the Grotto-Heavens. The most important thing was the Purple Lightning Mystic Heavenly Blade in his hand!
It was said that the blade came from the same source as the Xuan Tian Edict and the Dao Patterns on it were even more terrifying.
Zhuge Jinshan had used it to occupy half of the Zhuge Jinshen Clan and formed his own clan.
Zhuge Jinshan blocked Long Chen's path and dismissed the clansmen who wanted to attack him. He even stopped the countless Emperors from forming the Killing Dao Patterns under his feet.
He wanted to kill Long Chen with his own hands!
When Long Chen saw this, the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal a cold smile.
His footsteps did not stop at all.
No one noticed that the Divine Consciousness of the Emperor Master's remnant soul was about to cover an area of ten thousand miles around the palace where Zhuge Ziyun was.
The other Grotto-Heavens were all concerned about Long Chen at that moment.
If it was not for Zhuge Jinshan's murderous intent, they would even think of ways to save Long Chen at all costs.
However.
When they saw Zhuge Jinshan's murderous gaze, they could not help but shake their heads.
Since Zhuge Jinshan had personally taken action today, they would not have the chance to save Long Chen, let alone bring him out of the Zhuge Jinshen Clan.
Before Zhuge Jinshan made his move, Long Chen had already arrived in front of him.
"This blade is not bad!"
When Long Chen suddenly spoke, the corners of everyone's eyes twitched involuntarily.
Who would have thought that he would still be in the mood to praise the Purple Lightning Mystic Heavenly Blade in Zhuge Jinshan's hand at this time?
Zhuge Jinshan found the evaluation to be extremely ear-piercing. He saw that Long Chen was still less than a thousand meters away from him.
He pointed the saber in his hand at the heavens and the earth, and the purple patterns all over his body came to life at the same time.
Rumble!
A rumbling sound was heard as Zhuge Jinshan's long blade moved horizontally. The purple patterns all over his body turned into thousands of killing formations that crisscrossed around his body like mist.
"Tianyuan, Purple Sea Mystic Slaughter!"
Long Chen pointed his long saber at the sky. Endless purple lightning bolts that were hundreds of meters thick continuously rained down on Long Chen, and the ground was instantly scorched. Then, the flames surged into the sky, and lightning flashed.
The land beneath Long Chen's feet had already turned into endless nothingness.
Heaven and Earth were about to converge. Endless killing intent instantly sealed off all of Long Chen's paths of survival.
When everyone saw this terrifying scene, they felt a chill run down their spines. They secretly thought that Long Chen would die without a doubt. There was no room for him to fight back.
However.
At this moment, no one thought that Long Chen would actually make an extremely strange pose.
He suddenly raised one of his hands to the sky and the other to the ground.
Streaks of dark red blood faintly flowed out from his palms. It looked bright, but for some reason, it made everyone unconsciously feel suffocated.
Buzz! Buzz!
Buzz! The moment Long Chen's strange pose appeared, the divine light around everyone lit up like stars.
These people all subconsciously resisted, but it formed a majestic scene.
"This, this is bloodline pressure. Who is this guy!?"
"What level of Tianyuan Divine Clan is he? This kind of bloodline pressure is extremely rare even in those blessed lands."
"What is he planning to do? Why does he make me tremble in fear even though he doesn't have any divine power origin around him!? "
… …
At this moment, everyone cried out in shock. Even the Divine Kings in front of Zhuge Jinshan and Yao Yeji couldn't help but turn pale.
"You've saved many lives!" Long Chen murmured. "The Ancient Saints are immortal, and the Heavenly Dao is clear. With my divine blood, I draw the wrath of the Heavens!"
Buzz.
Long Chen's voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. However, for some reason, they could not understand what he was saying.
These two simple sentences seemed to contain an indescribable principle.
Under everyone's gaze.
Endless pitch-black light intertwined in Long Chen's hands. The black light actually shattered the sky with a clench of his hands. The void and sea of lightning on the ground were instantly annihilated.
His hands gradually reached out to grab Zhuge Jinshan in the air. Those were streaks of black light.
The light seemed to have transcended space and wrapped around Zhuge Jinshan at the same time.
Zhuge Jinshan's originally confident expression suddenly changed.
He felt an unprecedented sense of danger.
He couldn't even believe that this sense of danger came from Long Chen, a mid-stage Divine King!
Rumble.
Zhuge Jinshan madly poured out all of his divine power origin. It was like a river bursting through a dam.
The power of a late-stage Divine King was clearly displayed, causing the space to tremble.
However, the black light didn't move at all!
He raised the saber in his hand and slashed down with endless purple lightning. However, it still didn't move.
"What, what is this thing?" Zhuge Jinshan's body trembled slightly.
He never thought that he would be completely suppressed with just one move.
This feeling made him extremely aggrieved, but it also made him extremely terrified.
He had never seen this kind of black light.
It was a strange thing that could instantly suppress a late-stage Divine King like him.
Was this a formation dao pattern?
Was this a secret technique?
Was this a legacy technique?
… …
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't find an answer.
Bang.
Although he couldn't find an answer to his doubts, he didn't have much time to think about it.
Long Chen's hands clenched in the air. His body had already been reduced to dust. Only his soul stood there and trembled.
Those black lights were still circling around his body, like maggots in his bones.
"Zhuge Jinshan's body was destroyed with just one move. What are those black lights?"
"That thing is definitely not a technique, nor is it a formation pattern. Otherwise, this person would be able to wipe out the Zhuge Jinshen Clan with just this thing!"
… …
As countless people exclaimed, Zhuge Jinshan's soul had already broken free from the black lights. In other words, the black lights had already disappeared.
At this moment, Long Chen had already passed by where Zhuge Jinshan was.
He was already holding the Purple Lightning Mystic Heavenly Saber in his right hand.
Before he could do anything, the stunned Divine Kings in the surroundings had already soared into the sky. More than ten people had appeared out of nowhere. There were more than fifty of them!
With such terrifying power attacking a person, perhaps no one in the Divine King Realm could survive except for a Great Perfection Divine King.
Long Chen suddenly laughed.
These people's faces were gloomy.
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