Chapter 1727: Slavery for a thousand years
A magic spanned the void, shining brightly, making the sun in the sky pale, and a powerful aura that surpassed everything, crushed everything, crushed everything, and crushed everything, like an invincible god king, looking down from the ninth heaven, treating sentient beings like ants, and their majesty cannot be violated.
Buzzing!
The pressure was huge and the void was shaking violently. Everyone felt like they were suppressing a mountain. They breathed rapidly and were almost suffocating, and their souls were almost shattered.
Except for a few divine realms and earthly immortals, as well as other people protected by Qinghan with holy light, the remaining thousands of people knelt down and faced the direction of the decree, as if they were facing a true god, they could only kneel down and worship, pray devoutly, and even a glance was blasphemy, which was a death sentence.
Among the ancient Western divine paths, the golden elixir celestial immortal can be called the true god, and the Yuanying Golden Immortal is the God King.
"The breath of the golden immortal dominates all things in the world and all sentient beings!"
hiss!
The old dragon king of Changbai took a breath of cold air. Although he did not kneel down, his body was trembling.
As an ancient race passed down through eternal traditions, there are records of the Yuanying Golden Immortals in Changbai Dragon Pool, so he made the same judgment like Ye Tian, which scared himself.
"This is impossible. How could a golden immortal be born in the Dharma-Ending Age? Even in the heyday of immortal cultivation in the ages, there were not many golden immortals." He murmured to himself, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't believe it.
"What did you say? This is the breath of the Golden Immortal? No wonder, no wonder, so powerful."
Xiao Qingtian heard the old dragon king's muttering and asked in disbelief.
If it weren't for a dragon gun, his body would have almost fallen.
The Golden Pill Heavenly Immortal is like a fantasy to him, and the Nascent Soul Golden Immortal is even more out of reach for him, and there is no concept at all.
"Yes, this is the breath of the Golden Immortal. I didn't expect that in the Dharma-Ending Age, there are still Golden Immortals in the West today. It's so damn unreasonable!" Taoist Dongyue said with a serious expression, unable to help but swear.
He, Taishan Dongyue, had a supreme emperor, the Emperor of Dongyue, who was a Yuanying.
So, he has a say better than anyone else.
"Can the Golden Immortal cross the universe and transcend the invincible existence in the world?" Miyamoto Taro's heart sank and suddenly became a little desperate.
The Golden Immortal is considered to surpass the way of heaven and above the way of heaven. It is a truly invincible existence. Even if he gathers the tens of billions of people on the entire star and pulls out all the arms and weapons, he will be abused to the point of being completely defeated and cannot be an opponent.
At this time, the old servant of the God smiled coldly and said, "You have some knowledge and can feel the breath of the Golden Immortal. To be honest, the God King of our clan is a Golden Immortal. He is still in seclusion and is not convenient for him to come forward, so he drafted a decree."
Buzz!
As soon as he said this, the earth in the east suddenly became silent, shrouded in the shadow of death. More than one billion people were dizzy and shocked, and they felt that they were furious on the outside and tender on the inside.
boom!
And the western land is like boiling boiling water, and it is full of joy.
There is a Nascent Soul in the Western Shinto who is alive, and the young demon king has three heads and six arms, and is also doomed. The Western world cannot be excited.
At this time, at the foot of the East Mountain.
The old servant of the God looked at Ye Tian, his pupils shone brightly, and his voice shook like thunder: "The God King's Dharma is here, the young demon king, why don't you kneel down to receive the order?"
Rumble!
With his words, the Dharma illuminated and filled with even more powerful pressure, shaking so that a thunderous sound burst out from the void, as if the sound of the Great Dao Lun was resounding, deafening and shocking.
And this decree is the way of heaven!
When you reach the level of the Nascent Soul, you truly control the laws of heaven and earth, become the incarnation of Tao, with your mouth in heaven and your words and Dharma follow you.
Not to mention the decree they drafted, even a word they say has supreme divine power. A word can be used to form a law, forbidden the heaven, the earth, and make the laws of heaven and earth stop operating.
Buzzing!
Most of the powerful pressure that spread out from the letter was pressing against Ye Tian, making his shoulders look like he was carrying a mountain, weighing millions of pounds, which made the bones in his body roar, and all the muscles in his body tremble violently.
If his golden holy body hadn't been strong enough, if it were someone else, he would have collapsed to the ground and even his body would have collapsed.
The old servant of the God was also shrouded in the misty light that fell from the decree, but did not feel oppressed. Instead, it brought the blessing of divine power, and its already majestic body became more upright.
"If you kill the goddess of our clan, you should have died ten thousand times, and the nine clans will be punished together. But the god king of our clan is kind and generous. You can only plant the soul ban. After my god clan is slave for a thousand years, you can atone for the sins. Are you convinced?" The old servant of the god shouted loudly, recounting the contents of the decree.
Planting a soul ban and being a slave for thousands of years is to deliberately insult the young demon king, which is even more unacceptable than convicting death.
At this moment, all the people from Beiming in the field, and even the billions of compatriots in the entire Eastern Kingdom, were all furious and very angry.
However, no one can do anything about it.
A decree of the God King spreads its way, oppressing the world, and everyone becomes a lamb to be slaughtered.
Boom!
Click!
At this time, in the deep pit of the palm prints in front of Ye Tian, the Sun God Son used force to tear a hole in the deflated chariot and jumped out of it.
His tall body was a little distorted, with a bruised nose and swollen face, but it was fine. As his tiger body shook, the sound of steel-like collision sounds of bones in his body, and his body became tall again.
Moreover, like the old servant of the divine servant, he was able to get the blessing of divine power from the misty light that the decree drooped. While his injuries healed rapidly, he soon became energetic, and his high fighting spirit was even better than before.
He suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the huge golden palm hanging above his head, his eyes full of anger.
"Young Demon King, accepting the ban on the soul and being a slave for thousands of years, there is still a glimmer of hope. I advise you not to mistake yourself!"
As the old man of the God servant said, the decree of the God King suddenly burned, and then a mysterious rune appeared, coming out of the paper, imprinting in the void, as brilliant as stars, but a palpitations filled the air. When you take a look, you will make your soul hurt.
"go!"
The old servant of the god waved his fingers, and the rune imprint transformed from the decree of the god king flew towards Ye Tian's eyebrows, as if a meteor shower was falling, and it was shining brightly.
This letter is not so much a decree as a curse and prohibition, specifically targeting the soul.
Ye Tian has planted a soul ban on many people, and he would never have thought that one day such things would be exposed to him.
It’s really a turn of feng shui, and the retribution is unhappy.
Chapter completed!