Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Brahma's remaining two eyes were fixed on the Taoist in front of him.

The Taoist's coarse cloth robe was slightly torn, and his condition was obviously worse than at the beginning. He was obviously seriously injured, but he was obviously in much better condition than Brahma.

There are also gaps between the supreme gods.

What's more, Brahma is not a complete body.

"Yuanshi, you forced me to do this."

A voice came from the golden Buddha statue.

In an instant, countless golden lotuses blossomed, and a strange fragrance filled the entire temple.

At the same time, in India, a golden beam of light shot up into the sky and transformed into a golden Buddha statue with countless arms, rushing towards Daxia.

Yuanshi Tianzun narrowed his eyes and looked at the golden Buddha statue in the distance, thousands of miles away.

That Buddha statue is formed by the confluence of 50% of India's national fortune. This guy Brahma wants to destroy the national fortune of Daxia!

Brahma smiled and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, as if wanting to see his next move.

If the Buddha statue, which represents the destiny of the entire Indian nation, were to collide with the destiny of Bactria, it would inevitably cause enormous damage.

At this time, all the gods of Daxia are at Chennan Pass to resist foreign enemies. Only the two Heavenly Lords are capable of rushing over.

But the two deities were held back by Brahma and Vishnu.

As long as the two dare to leave, the Indian Supreme God, without an opponent, will rush directly into the battlefield and kill everyone.

Yuanshi Tianzun obviously understood what Brahma meant. The other party was obviously forcing them to choose between national destiny and Chennan Pass.

Yuanshi Tianzun remained calm and composed. He withdrew his gaze and said something without any context.

“Brahma, Daxia, was never Daxia of the Daxia God.

Since you want to fight against the destiny of the country? Then it is as you wish! "

……

In the south of Daxia, on a lonely island.

A group of six people stood in a row, looking at the golden Buddha statue flying rapidly towards Daxia.

"Just relying on this ugly thing, you think you can attack the Great Xia Kingdom?"

A trendy young man wearing bell-bottom pants and a floral shirt, who seemed to have walked out of the 1970s and 1980s, pushed up his sunglasses with a smile on his lips.

Next to the young man was a serious middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit and with his hair combed back.

He held a long black stick in his hand, and without saying a word, his murderous intent was already overflowing.

They have survived to this day because of the national destiny, but they are also bound by the national destiny. When Chennan Pass was attacked, they were unable to participate in the war, but India attempted to interfere with the national destiny of Daxia. This requires us to ask whether the blades in their hands are sharp.

In the center of the six people was a man wearing blood-stained ancient armor and holding a blood-stained spear.

The man looked at the golden Buddha statue in the distance, tapped the ground with his spear, and a golden formation extended from under his feet.

In the center of the island, a golden beam of light shot up into the sky.

"Everyone, enter the battle formation. Today, we must slay this beast!"

"Yes!"

Throughout Daxia, the golden national destiny flows in the dragon veins, like a giant golden dragon lurking within the territory of Daxia.

The island where the six people were sitting was the dragon's eye.

A golden beam of light shot up into the sky, and the dragon opened its eyes.

The golden light column transformed into a giant golden dragon, lifting up the six people and rushing towards the Buddha statue in the sky.

The first thing to arrive was a blood-stained spear.

The gun shot out like a dragon, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars.

With just one shot, the lotus platform under the golden Buddha statue shattered into pieces.

The Buddha was angry, and thousands of arms attacked the six people at the same time.

A long black stick responded to it.

Although he only threw out one stick, it seemed as if thousands of sticks appeared and countered the thousands of Buddha palms.

"Get out of the way and let me come."

With a delicate cry, Wang Qing swung the long whip in her hand towards the head of the Buddha statue like a scarlet python ready to bite its prey.

The Buddha statue raised its hand to block, but its head was almost chopped off.

At the same time, a Fang Tian Hua Ji made a sonic boom. Tang Yusheng, who was wearing headphones and a white shirt, had sharp eyes. He actually took the attack of the Buddha statue's arm, exchanged injury for injury, and smashed half of the Buddha statue's body.

The golden national destiny flowed from the lotus platform to the Buddha statue. In the blink of an eye, the damaged parts of the Buddha statue had been restored.

But on the other side, the shattered parts of the Buddha statue turned into fragments of national destiny in mid-air and were swallowed by the golden dragon.

Tang Yusheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the Buddha statue with burning eyes.

"continue!"

……

Inside the Temple of Heaven, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at this scene with a smile on his face.

"How about it, Brahma, I, Daxia Erlang, will not lose to anyone."

"Okay, very good, Yuanshi, do you really think you can kill me?"

The plan failed.

The originally compassionate and smiling face of Brahma was now completely ferocious.

The place where the arm was originally cut off began to wriggle violently, and four ink-black arms emerged from it.

Four arms were raised high, and two roars overlapped in the Temple of Heaven, like two thunders.

"Transform into void!"

The terrifying power of transformation enveloped Yuanshi Tianzun, trying to turn him into nothingness, but this time, Yuanshi Tianzun did not dodge.

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand and a golden ball of light appeared in his palm.

Outside the temple, the clouds dissipated.

The sky turned white.

boom--

A violent explosion suddenly sounded.

Space and time began to collapse visibly, and the surrounding light was distorted.

A magnificent golden light gushed out from the crack in time and space, like the rising sun in the east.

The surroundings were covered with a layer of fog, and in the misty fog was a golden kingdom of God that covered the sky and the sun.

Fairy mist is hanging in the air, rosy clouds are rising, the magnificent fairy palace is arranged in an orderly manner, and the dense spiritual energy descends to the world.

That is the Great Xia Divine Kingdom, the Heavenly Palace!

It had arrived in front of the Temple of Heaven at some unknown time.

Yuanshi Tianzun holds the origin of heaven in his hands, and the misty spiritual energy pours out from heaven.

He made a sword gesture with his hand, and a strand of golden thread was drawn out from the origin of heaven, turning into a sword light.

The vast power of transformation was forcibly split into two halves by the silk thread.

On the other side, Brahma also mobilized the origin of the Temple of Heaven.

A golden lotus flew out from the palm of his hand and collided with the golden thread.

The two are equally matched.

But at this moment, on another battlefield.

Gong Yangwan covered her face with the folding fan in her hand, and countless different auras emanated from her body, eventually merging into one.

Folding the folding fan, Gong Yangwan gently touched the heart of the Buddha statue.

It was as if an invisible arrow had passed through, and a fist-sized hole appeared in the chest of the Buddha statue.

The lotus pedestal beneath the Buddha statue had completely dimmed, and its body was riddled with holes.

Gong Yangwan's attack was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The Buddha statue shattered and turned into fragments of national destiny in the sky, which were swallowed by the golden dragon.

The already terrifying golden dragon now looked even more majestic.

The six people felt full of energy and their previous injuries disappeared.

This is the feedback of national destiny.

Li Kengqiang looked at Huo Qubing and said, "My Lord, India's national destiny is only half left. Should we..."

"Those who kill will always be killed."

"understood."

Li Kengqiang rubbed his hands excitedly. He controlled the golden dragon and rushed straight into India.

India's national fortune collapsed by 50% in an instant, while Daxia's national fortune suddenly soared.

The brilliant lotus, which had once rivaled the golden thread, began to show cracks.