Chapter 2591: The Arrogance of the White-Haired Sect Leader

"Oh, is it so?"

Ji Wenshan looked coldly at the location of the Divine Thunder Sect.

He seemed indifferent in front of Yan Sushi and Lan Chonghe, but if he really fought against the leader of the Shenlei Sect, he would never admit defeat until the last moment.

Ji Wenshan has always had an unyielding pride in his heart.

Boom!

Divine power surged and the wind howled.

The white-haired sect leader appeared above the competition venue with crimson eyes, his hair flying freely, and the rules of killing turned into a rolling tide, surrounding Ji Wenshan and the other two supreme masters of the universe.

Gulu!

Bing Haitian and the Qiankun Supreme of the ancient temple couldn't help but have their throats tremble slightly.

The momentum of the leader of the Shenlei Sect is so violent that he deserves to be the Supreme of the Way of Killing. Although Binghaitian and Gusi hold down the Shenlei Sect in the rankings, everyone knows that the Shenlei Sect and the Eight-Eyed God Sect are the strongest in the realm of the heavens. Two powerful sects.

A sect with a profound heritage, it is almost the only sect that has come out of the 'era of destruction'... The era of destruction refers to the wars between Zhu Yan and the Zen protector.

The other one rose up at an astonishing speed, and the sect leader was the top expert in the killing path, and his killing power was terrifying.

If the Eight-Eyed Divine Sect had not been in charge of Yan Su Shi, Lan Chonghe, and Ji Wenshan, it might have been suppressed by the Divine Thunder Sect long ago.

"You two, get out of here."

The leader of the Bai Mao Sect glanced at Bing Haitian and the Supreme Master of the ancient temple, "I'm too lazy to waste my energy with you. Either leave now, or catch my claws. If you don't catch them, you will all die."

"Farewell."

The Qiankun Supremes of the two major sects immediately flew out of the competition venue.

They don't dare to take the sharp claws of the master of the Shen Lei Sect. They are the claws of the Slaughter Supreme. Their power is so terrifying. If they fight alone, perhaps only the masters of the two major sects dare to face it head-on.

Of course, I can only cope with it. As for whether I can win, it’s hard to say.

As Bing Haitian and Gu Si left, there were only two figures left in the competition venue: the leader of the Shenlei Sect and Ji Wenshan.

The eighth battle was called the Peak Battle. Except for the Supreme Qiankun of the four major sects, no other small sect dared to participate.

This is also a quota that belongs exclusively to the four major sects.

"Ji Wenshan, over the past tens of millions of years, you and I have fought thirty times!"

The leader of the Shenlei Sect's eyes were like red flames, staring straight ahead, "The first time we fought, you only used half a move, and you suppressed me so hard that I couldn't lift my head; the sixth time, I caught two of your moves. , and then lost; on the fifteenth time, I managed to hold on for more than ten moves, but I still couldn't stop your strongest sword energy; on the twenty-fourth time, I was finally able to compete with you head-on. "

"Although we lost every time after that, our gap became smaller and smaller."

"Ji Wenshan, your progress is too slow, but I am making rapid progress. Now, I have completely surpassed you and everyone in the Eight-Eyed God Sect."

The white-haired sect leader had a ferocious smile on his face.

"so what?"

Ji Wenshan responded indifferently, "Are you finally going to take action against my cult?"

"good!"

The leader of the Bai Mao Sect laughed fiercely, "This battle is the first step for me to completely destroy your divine religion. I will dominate the entire heavens with an invincible attitude."

After the words fell, there was an uproar around the competition venue.

…

Within the ice sea and sky station.

The God, who was wearing a golden silk robe, stood with his hands behind his back, looking a little solemn.

"The Divine Thunder Sect is indeed restless. It also has a killing system. I have long thought that the white-haired monster is more dangerous and crazier than Lan Chonghe and Ji Wenshan. Rather than letting the Divine Thunder Sect become bigger, it is better to maintain the previous situation. , the Eight-Eyed God Sect rules the heavens.”

The Ice Sea God sighed.

The Bamu Divine Sect is a dominant one, which is definitely detrimental to the development of the spiritual world. However, it is still a problem for the middle and lower levels. Yan Su Shi, Lan Chonghe, and Ji Wenshan are not crazy enough to wipe out other forces, and even the top Qiankun Supreme will not let go either.

But the Thunder Gate is different.

That white-haired monster really dared to kill all the heavens and make rivers of blood flow.

"Binghai, the white-haired old ghost is going crazy!" came the voice of the abbot of the ancient temple.

"He must have made a lot of progress, otherwise he would not dare to say such things in front of all the sects." The Ice Sea God shook his head slightly.

"It should be that the rules of Taoism have entered the realm of acting."

The abbot of the ancient temple said, "This old ghost was only at the peak of acting before, but he was able to tie with Ji Wenshan with his unique killing skills. Now he is in the acting realm, and the power of the secret technique has completely surpassed his peers in the realm of heaven... I’m afraid there will be chaos again.”

"This is just our guess. Let's see what happens first."

The Ice Sea God's face was solemn.

…

Within the Eight-Eyed God Sect.

Yan Su Shi, Lan Chonghe, Geng Yang and others also looked solemn.

"We know that the white-haired old ghost is not a good person. Those outsiders are holding chicken feathers as arrows and don't want us to take action against the Shen Lei Sect. What now? Why don't they say anything?" Shenwu Demon King's eyes were stern.

After many years, the Demon King is no longer what he was back then. The power of gods and demons surrounds him, and the rules of Taoism have reached the early stage of the Qiankun Realm.

"Qingxiao Temple will not sit idly by," Lan Chonghe shook his head and said, "The Thunder Sect just said a few cruel words, and the life outside the world will naturally not care, but if the white-haired old ghost really takes action, Qingxiao Temple will definitely Prevent."

"Hmph, I'm looking at you."

King Ray sneered, "The people in Qingxiao Palace have always had objections to our divine religion. Even if they come forward to stop them, they still have to wait until more than half of the powerful men of the divine religion have been lost. But the problem is that we are all gods and demons. Once After death and reincarnation, we will have a mortal body. Who will make up for our losses then? "

Ruoshui, Wuhen, Hanyue and other ordinary True Lords and Realm Lords are not afraid of death, but which Supreme Lord of Qiankun is not afraid of death?

Nowadays, almost all Supreme Lords have the blood of gods and demons.

Once they die, they will lose the blood of gods and demons, and their strength will be reduced by 90%, and their future in the Great Dao will be completely ruined.

…

The expressions of the three major sects, as well as the terrified looks of small sects one after another, all fell into the eyes of the White Hair Sect Master.

He nodded with great satisfaction.

This feeling of looking at the world and being the only one who is superior has not been experienced for a long time.

Last time, he was forcibly killed by Gu Ximing at the peak of his power, and now, Gu Ximing is already a pile of bones. Even if he is still alive, as an outsider life, he is not qualified to interfere in the affairs of the heavens and realms, and no one can stop him anymore.

"Eight Eyes Divine Sect, I know the emperor of Qingxiao Palace better than you do."

"I don't need to dominate alone. As long as I eliminate these threatening people, such as Yan Sushi, Lan Chonghe, and Ji Wenshan, and make you lose your body of gods and demons, Qingxiao Palace will not say anything."

The thought flashed.

The white-haired sect leader raised his head, his face flashing with a fierce light, "Ji Wenshan, are you ready? My sword will exceed your imagination."

"Really?"

Ji Wenshan silently clenched the weapon in his hand, and his spirit and energy were all raised to the extreme.

Outside the duel venue, the strong men from all sides also looked solemn. This battle not only determined the final quota of the realm duel, but also determined the future situation of the realm of the heavens.

Perhaps, the Eight Eyes Divine Sect will decline.

Perhaps, the Divine Thunder Sect will become the undisputed first sect.