Ziyun clan, inside the Soul Palace.

Zi Yunqing was sitting cross-legged, silently refining the divine power of faith to nourish himself.

Although at his current age, the possibility of further progress is slim.

but.

Zi Yunqing still had no intention of giving up.

Whenever there is a glimmer of possibility, no matter how weak the possibility is, he will not give up.

and.

As long as he can show that he can realize the Divine King, I believe that the Ziyun clan will definitely find a way to give him a piece of carrying material.

After all, several of the Ziyun clan's god-kings have fallen now. It would undoubtedly be a good thing if a new god-king can be born.

Suddenly.

It was as if a strong wind was surging inside the soul lamp.

Zi Yunqing suddenly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the soul lamp.

In less than a breath, his expression suddenly changed.

"not good!"

Within Zi Yunqing's field of vision, he could see that among all the soul lamps, the soul lamp placed at the top had been completely extinguished at some point.

He knows it very well.

Who does that soul lamp belong to?

Purple Cloud Saint!

Since the other party became the most powerful genius of the Ziyun clan, Ziyun Sheng's soul lamp has been placed in the highest place in the soul palace.

The reason is simple.

The God King does not need to leave the soul lamp behind.

When any god king dies, the fate of the clan will be reflected on its own. All clan creatures will feel sad in their hearts, so whether they keep the soul lamp or not, it will be the same.

therefore.

The soul lanterns in the soul palace are basically the god-level monks of the Ziyun clan.

in.

Ziyun Sheng is the most powerful among all the god-level monks. There is no one who has the right to place the opponent's soul lantern on the top of the soul palace, overriding other soul lanterns.

But now, Ziyun Sheng's soul lamp has gone out.

Zi Yunqing couldn't be clearer about what this meant.

"Something big happened!"

At that moment, the elder of the Soul Palace understood that once this news spread, it would surely shock the entire Ziyun clan.

It’s hard to say.

As the elder of the Soul Palace, I have to be implicated.

However.

It is impossible for him to escape. At present, the only way to avoid his responsibility is to spread the news immediately.

Thinking of this, Zi Yunqing left directly from the Soul Palace.

——

"Elder Zi Yunqing of the Soul Palace, please see the Moon God King!"

Ziyun cleared her throat and said in a deep voice.

The words fell.

The palace door in front of him suddenly opened.

He didn't hesitate and walked in immediately.

Inside the palace.

Zi Yunyue sits cross-legged, with countless purple auras to set off her appearance. Together with her beautiful face, she looks like an immortal descending to earth.

"Is there something wrong with Elder Qing?"

Zi Yunyue's voice was cold. She now obeys the Python Emperor and focuses on practicing in seclusion. She will wait for the next time the Conferred God Platform is opened to join the list of Conferred Gods and increase the luck of the Ziyun clan.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Ziyunqing to disturb him.

Come here now.

I'm afraid there's something important.

Zi Yunqing lowered his head and said hurriedly: "In the Soul Palace, the Holy Son Soul Lamp has gone out, and I'm here to report it!"

"Whose soul lamp do you think is extinguished?"

"Son……"

As soon as Zi Yunqing finished speaking, an abyss-like pressure burst out, causing his body to tremble violently, as if he couldn't bear the pressure.

Above the purple air, Zi Yunyue's face was extremely cold: "Do you know the consequences of spreading false news?"

"I have no intention of lying. I hope the King of Gods will learn from it!"

Elder Qing's heart trembled, his legs softened and he knelt down directly on the ground.

When he raised his head, the figure of Zi Yunyue above him had disappeared.

However, the hall was still filled with a strong pressure that never dissipated for a long time.

…

Inside the Soul Palace.

Ziyun Yue appeared there.

When she looked at Ziyun Sheng's soul lamp above her, her beautiful face was already condensed with terrifying frost, and her mind was trembling a little.

"Sage Ziyun has fallen!"

Zi Yunyue knew very well how important this holy son was to the entire Ziyun clan, and she also understood how much high hopes the Ziyun clan had for him.

Now that the other party has fallen, once the news comes out, the world will inevitably collapse.

But.

This kind of matter can no longer be solved by her as a little god king. She can only spread the news and wait for the python king to make a decision.

the other side.

Outside the Ziyun Sect, the fighting continued.

After the Huanshan God Clan and the Ancient Wasteland God Clan came forward, the God Clan behind the remaining clans each sent their own strong men to come forward.

Until now.

There were no less than a hundred god-kings participating in the war alone.

at the same time.

All the god-kings of the Ziyun clan, except for those who could not come out of seclusion, also participated.

As for the original Ziyun Sect, it had been completely destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.

no way.

No matter how powerful the Ziyun Sect's formation is, it is absolutely impossible to withstand such aftermath.

The python emperor showed extremely strong strength, even facing the emperors of the two clans, he did not fall behind at all.

Sudden.

He paused slightly, as if he had been disturbed by something.

The Whale Emperor and the Feather Emperor seized the opportunity and immediately joined forces to attack each other. The terrifying power tore apart the divine power shield and struck the Python Emperor fiercely.

"boom!"

Even the body of the Python Emperor could not withstand the violent force. The flesh and blood on his chest exploded, and the bones were visible.

However.

Such injuries did not make the opponent lose his fighting ability. Instead, an extremely terrifying aura arose from his body, as if some kind of terrifying existence had awakened.

"Bei! Li! Zhen!"

The python king's eyes were red, his face was ferocious and terrifying, and his hoarse voice reached every monk's ears, as if a demonic sound was consuming the soul.

Anyone can hear the terrifying murderous intent contained in the other person's words.

"If you dare to kill the genius of our clan, I will fight you until death!"
To be continued...