Chapter 603 We Pay Homage to the True God!
If you look down from the sky, you can clearly see that in the vicinity of Xuyue Palace, countless figures of immortals are gathering from all directions, densely packed, like a tide.
In just a moment, the entire Xuyue Palace within a radius of ten thousand miles has been completely surrounded by the God-killing Alliance. The leaders are naturally the ten immortal emperors, followed by the immortal masters and immortal lords of various sects, and finally the ordinary immortals. It can be said that there are immortal lords like clouds and true immortals like rain.
In Xuyue Palace, countless disciples who were waiting in a state of alert were shocked when they saw this scene, as if the end of the world had come.
Among the ten immortal emperors in the lead, there are old and young, men and women, all of whom are standing in the void, riding the wind, and are filled with terrifying momentum, which makes the world change color.
Pang Yanglong is wearing a white Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, and his face is calm, without joy or sadness. His eyes seem to overlook all living beings, with the demeanor of a Taoist master.
The aura on his body was like the vast sea, giving people a sense of vastness, depth and unfathomability.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he bowed to Yaoyao of Xuyue Palace and said loudly: "Junior Lingxu Cave Heaven Pang Yanglong, today I come here with the ten great immortal emperors to invite the true god... to come down the mountain!"
The mighty voice seemed to fall from the nine heavens, and spread to the whole world like a tsunami.
However, Xuyue Palace was silent, and no god responded.
Seeing this, the faces of the ten great immortal emperors all flashed a hint of joy. The true god did not dare to respond, which proved that he was too weak to defeat himself and others?
But they were still too happy too early. The next second, a cold fairy flew out of Xuyue Palace, dressed in white and proud of the snow, standing in the air, and staring at Yaoyao of the ten great immortal emperors.
She was so charming that even if all the immortals present were immortals, they could not help but look at her appearance and temperament.
The person who came was Yun Qingwu, the master of Xuyue Palace.
Yun Qingwu said coldly: "You are not worthy of asking the True God to come down the mountain. The True God has ordered me to take you to meet him."
Pang Yanglong's eyes flickered. He didn't know whether the other party was really confident or bluffing. But at this point, the moment he sent out his troops, he had completely offended the True God. Now, no matter whether the other party was really confident, he was already in a difficult situation.
In fact, before coming, the ten immortal emperors had already made plans. In today's battle, either they would die or the True God would die. There was no second possibility.
"Fellow Taoists, since the True God asked us to meet him, let's go and meet him."
"Good."
"Of course."
Afterwards, the ten immortal emperors joined hands and stepped into the Xuyue Palace, and placed all their troops outside the Xuyue Palace.
It seemed arrogant, but in fact they had their own considerations. Facing an enemy of the level of the True God, it was not possible to rely on the human wave tactics to win. The key to victory still lay in the Immortal Emperor.
Moreover, the God-protecting sects of Xuyue Palace are all potential allies. Once a full-scale attack is launched, countless casualties will be caused to the other side's disciples, and then the allies will become enemies.
"Everyone, follow me." Yun Qingwu turned around and led the way, and Zhao Wuji and others followed behind.
When the two immortal emperors met, no one said much, and acted like strangers.
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In front of Xuanyue Palace, a group of immortal emperors suddenly stopped, staring at a back figure by the lake with serious eyes.
The owner of the back figure did not seem to notice that someone had arrived, and was enjoying the scenery of watching fish in the sky.
It was obviously only the realm of true immortals, but it made the immortal emperors stop and dare not move forward.
This person was Fang Xiu who had just looted Xuyue Palace.
At this time, Pang Yanglong took a deep breath and suddenly bowed his hands and said: "Junior Lingxu Dongtian, Pang Yanglong."
The other immortal emperors beside him did the same.
"Junior Wu Nian Fu Di, Lin Zimo."
"Gan Chao Gan Yushan."
"Xianxia Cave Heaven, should return."
"........"
Ten Immortal Emperors bowed together, "We pay homage to the True God!"
Fang Xiu slowly turned around, and his calm eyes slowly swept over the ten Immortal Emperors, without the slightest ripple on his face, as if he had never taken everyone seriously.
"Are there only these few people?" He said lightly.
The calm words contained the confidence of ignoring everything, which made the Immortal Emperors feel an inexplicable pressure out of thin air.
The name of a person is like the shadow of a tree, this is the weight of the word God.
"Your Excellency the True God, you don't have to bluff, we are all dying people, we came here to kill the God today, we are determined to die, except death, nothing can stop us." Pang Yanglong said loudly, he seemed to be talking to Fang Xiu, but more to himself and other Immortal Emperors.
Regardless of whether Fang Xiu was bluffing or not, he didn't want anyone to be frightened by the True God and affect their fighting power. The stronger the battle, the more emphasis is placed on faith. Once the faith in the heart weakens and fear arises, the speed of attack will also slow down. Even if it is only one ten-thousandth slower, it is a fatal flaw for masters.
Therefore, to become an invincible person, you must first have an invincible heart.
However, Fang Xiu ignored him and looked at Yun Qingwu, Zhao Wuji and others.
"Who else wants to kill the God together? Stand up now."
As soon as these words came out, Yun Qingwu and others were instantly shocked and quickly denied it.
"Your Excellency the True God, we dare not have such an idea."
The answers of Yun Qingwu and others seemed to disappoint Fang Xiu, and he couldn't help shaking his head.
"Although we are all immortal emperors, you are not as honest as them." He looked at Pang Yanglong and said lightly: "Do you think I am bluffing? In fact, I am just stating a fact. It makes no difference to me whether you ten come together or all of you come together."
This sentence made the whole audience look at him sideways and everyone was in an uproar.
No one expected that even if the true god was so weak, he could still remain calm and even think that there were not enough enemies.
At this moment, Pang Yanglong, who originally did not want his teammates to waver, was wavered himself.
What kind of courage is this? In the eyes of the true god, there is no difference between himself and everyone?
In fact, Fang Xiu really did not lie. He could not beat ten immortal emperors, and he could not beat all of the immortal emperors together, so it made no difference to him.
After a moment, Pang Yanglong realized that he could not drag it on any longer. The longer he faced a god, the worse his morale would be.
He laughed loudly, breaking the silence. "The true god is worthy of being the true god. Even though he has just become an immortal, he already doesn't take us immortal emperors seriously. Pang is lucky to fight with the true god today. Whether he lives or dies, he has no regrets in this life. Let's do it!"
As he shouted, the ten immortal emperors attacked at the same time as if they had discussed it beforehand!
Clang!
The immortal sword in Pang Yanglong's hand was unsheathed, and the sword was wrapped with dazzling purple thunder, with a terrifying aura of destroying the world.
He slashed at Fang Xiu with a sword, and the immortal sword in his hand seemed to turn into a thunderous light that shook the sky.
The first move was his famous skill, the purple sky thunder, which used the immortal sword to trigger the terrifying purple sky thunder to fight the enemy.