Chapter 1793 Rage

On the golden stage, the emperors quietly watched the fight outside the island.

The emperors didn't care about the victory or defeat between Ye Xin and Bingchao Shenjun. Who wins or loses is just the difference of an ancestral divine pattern. What they care about is the secret art of creation.

"I didn't expect that the junior Ye Xin actually mastered the secret art of creation in just one Chen of time."

"Looking at her divine power, she should have only mastered the first few levels of the method, and did not involve the highest level of secret art. With her identity as a destiny practitioner, it is not difficult to do this."

"Yes, the real difficulty is how to deduce the method, not how to practice."

The gods and demons emperors talked quietly through their soul thoughts.

The thunder power of the late stage of the divine law realm is already the extreme of a single bloodline. It is also necessary to compress it to increase the power tenfold or even a hundredfold. The difficulty is so high that it is almost incredible. Even with the guidance of the secret art of creation, it is still an extremely difficult thing.

"Who do you think deduced that secret technique? Black Bear Emperor? Whisk Emperor? Or the Taoist who cherishes life?"

"None of them seem likely."

"Black Bear and Whisk are not good at thunder power. Although the Taoist who cherishes life is proficient in the rules of fate, he has not practiced for a long time and his understanding of the material way is not too deep. As for Xi Hong, Wen Ran and others, it is even more impossible."

"But apart from them, where else in the ancient world of Taiyuan is there an emperor-level strongman of the fate system?"

"Could it be... Master Kong Cheng?"

"How is it possible? Master Kong Cheng is such a person, how could he condescend to participate in such a trivial matter?"

"But apart from him, who else can deduce the secret technique in such a short time."

The gods and demons said one after another.

Compared to the six-armed beast, these emperors as bystanders are undoubtedly much calmer, but even they can't figure out who deduced the secret technique.

At this moment,

A light exclamation sounded, "Everyone, look, the junior Ye Xin and the Bingchao God are about to decide the outcome."

The emperors looked down.

In the depths of the starlight ribbon, the blue-clothed woman's fists were like lightning, constantly tearing open the blockade of the Tianmu formation, while the surrounding wood pillars seemed to be a little weak, and the fluctuations of divine power were much weaker than before.

Obviously, the divine power of the Bingchao God was on the verge of exhaustion.

Ye Xin was still at her peak, even better than at the beginning. After half an hour of fighting, she became more and more proficient in controlling the divine power in her body, and every move seemed to be light and natural.

"After fighting for half an hour, Bingchao's divine power is finally exhausted."

"The Tianmu Zhenhai magic is extremely powerful, but the consumption of divine power is far greater than other secret arts. It is not easy for him to persist for so long."

"It's a pity that the junior Ye Xin has mastered a secret art of creation, and it is a method of compressing divine power."

The emperors shook their heads slightly.

Not every secret technique can compress power ten or a hundred times without any cost like the space secret technique.

The combination of the Tianmu Zhenhai magic and the Tianmu formation has indeed pushed the strength of the Bingchao God to an extremely high level. Each wave is no less than a half-step God's full-strength attack, and each divine pillar can easily crush Ye Xin's body, but at the same time, the divine power consumed is also an astronomical figure.

In comparison, Ye Xin is much more relaxed.

She only needs to avoid the wood divine pillars and tear the wave blockade to fight against the Bingchao God.

Of course, this is also because of her identity as a destiny practitioner, and the destiny system is best at seeking good fortune and avoiding danger. If it were other gods, it would be impossible to avoid the bombardment of the wood divine pillars, and they would have been beaten to pieces long ago.

Boom!

There were several loud noises again.

Three consecutive wood divine pillars fell on Ye Xin's side, but she narrowly avoided them.

"Damn junior."

Bingchao God's face turned black.

"Fool, the Tianmu Divine Formation can't kill her, don't you have any other way?" The voice of the six-armed beast was like a sharp knife, piercing directly into the depths of Bingchao God's mind, "Kill her at all costs. If you dare to lose this battle, I will make your soul fly away and disappear from the world forever."

Disappear forever... Bingchao God's mind trembled violently, and a layer of fierce light suddenly surged on his face.

At this moment, another voice sounded, "Bingchao, this is just a competition of divine power, not a life-and-death fight. You can use your body and divine power, but if you dare to use external objects such as Taoist charms and rare treasures, don't blame me for being rude to you."

That was the voice of Purple Thunder Emperor.

After the voice fell, the fierce light on Bingchao God's face suddenly dissipated, and then he smiled bitterly again.

One is Liuzhu Emperor, and the other is Purple Thunder Emperor. Both are big figures he can't afford to offend. Who should he listen to?

No matter who he listens to, it's probably a dead end.

Just as he hesitated, a third voice came into his ears, "Bingchao, let's fight as we should. I can guarantee that you will not die."

"Emperor Chihua?"

Bingchao couldn't help but raise his head and look up at the sky.

In the center of the thirty-nine golden platforms, Emperor Chihua sat leisurely, his eyes were calm and indifferent, but he showed unquestionable power.

"I have never heard of anyone dying because of the opportunity of the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Emperor Chihua will definitely guarantee that I will be safe if he speaks personally."

Bingchao breathed a sigh of relief, and the killing secret treasure he wanted to use was also re-entered into his body.

...

At the same time, on the platform.

The six-armed giant beast looked at the main seat of the platform with a grim face, "Chihua, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean, I don't understand?" Emperor Chihua responded indifferently, "I didn't hold the Hundred Flowers Banquet for you to kill people."

Crack!

The six-armed beast clenched his fists tightly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

He didn't care too much about an ancestral divine pattern, but losing to Emperor Zilei in front of everyone made the six-armed beast unbearable.

At this time, Chihua still wanted to intervene and not allow him to kill people?

With Emperor Liuzhi's temper, how could he tolerate such humiliation?

"Okay, okay," the six-armed beast laughed angrily, "So you are all against this emperor, Zilei, Chihua, and you... Taoist Ximing!"

"Liuzhi, I am the one who wants to bet, what does it have to do with the two of them?" Emperor Zilei shouted angrily.

"It's okay? Do you think I'm stupid?"

The six-armed beast's eyes were red, "Without the help of Chihua, how could you have gathered so many will-type magic medicines, and there is also the Taoist who cherishes life. Apart from him, who knows the secret art of creation, and who can deduce the secret art of thunder power?"

"You guys all want to embarrass me, so I will let you know where the name of the Six-Bo Fierce Emperor came from!"

Boom!

A beam of water and wood divine light penetrated the sky and the earth.

In an instant, the entire Baihua Island, including the trillions of miles of void around it, was shrouded in a terrifying aura.

The Six-Bo Emperor was really angry.