The Most Powerful BOSS In the Heavens

  Chapter 683 Arrives at Butian Pavilion!

   The Bone Inscription Treasure Art System, in this world, is also known as the Immortal Ancient System.

  This system is a civilization that is more brilliant than the system of the five secret realms that shroud the sky.

  Of course, this is due to the incomplete system of the five secret realms covering the sky.

The system of the five great secret realms covering the sky was created by Shi Hao, the emperor of this era. There were originally seven great secret realms in total, but Shi Hao was afraid that future generations would stick to his way and it would be difficult to reach the real peak, so in the end he only passed on the cultivation of the five great secret realms. Law.

  Ning Que paused after cultivating the Immortal Ancient System to the Divine Fire Realm in one breath.

  The injury on his body has still not fully recovered, and it is not yet suitable to push the Immortal Ancient System to a higher level.

   "Cao Zi Jian Jue!"

Ning Que was talking to himself, his body moved slightly, and suddenly a sword energy shot out from the pores of his body. Nine leaves were born outside his body. They were silver grass leaves and also sword leaves. , cut through the sky, frightened the gods and frightened the Buddha!

   This sword light is too sharp, peerless and domineering.

   There is no doubt that Ning Que has successfully cultivated this ten fierce treasure technique, the sword energy is overwhelming, and the edge is endless.

   "Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

  Afterwards, he moved again, his hands kept forming seals, and there were six starting gestures. He was getting faster and faster, and his whole body was like the incarnation of the Dao. Six black holes emerged, swallowing everything.

   Afterwards, the light and rain of time flew, turning things around.

  At the end, his expression became solemn, all the seals were put together, and with a bang, he slapped forward. The artistic conception he showed was completely different.

  He uses six reincarnations to control the six supernatural powers. He sits there cross-legged, with a solemn and sacred treasure, which makes all living beings tremble and want to worship him.

   It can be seen that outside his body, Nine Leaf Sword Grass, Suan Ni, Qiong Qi, Sky Swallowing Sparrow, Suzaku, and Zhu Yan emerged together, in addition to his own reincarnation technique.

  The six secret techniques, any one of which is enough to stand proud of the world, now controlled together, what kind of power will it have?

   This is the method of controlling treasures. Multiple treasures are fused and superimposed to form a more terrifying combat power. If you fight like this, you will be a **** and a Buddha to block the Buddha!

   "This kind of heavenly skill is indeed very powerful. Even if it is placed in the prehistoric universe, it can be regarded as a very good inheritance. It can be called an invincible technique of the Taiyi Jinxian level."

  Ning Que smiled slightly, and slowly withdrew the treasure technique.

After several years of meditation, in addition to successfully cultivating the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Kung Fu, Cao Zi Jian Jue, and the treasures in the inheritance of the Supreme Hall, many of the secrets of the three major inheritances of the Emperor's Inheritance, the Underworld Inheritance, and the Ancestral Witch's Inheritance He also mastered the technique.

  Of course, the latter three inheritances are much more profound than the inheritance of the Supreme Palace. Even if Ning Que has the help of the future master, he has only mastered some of the profound meanings now.

   There is still a long way to go to fully master it.

  However, Ning Que was no longer going to retreat.

   This "penance" method is really not suitable for him—it's too slow.

   He would rather someone, who is different, a person with "talent", or is he more accustomed to relying on "talent" to cultivate.

   "Little Red!"

  Ning Que suddenly said.

   Whoosh!

  A streak of red electricity cut through the void and appeared in front of Ning Que instantly.

   This is a palm-sized flaming sparrow. The whole body is crystal clear and bright red. There is a cluster of red feathers on the head, and the sun is shining. The only pair of eyes in the whole body are not red. They are black and white, like gems.

   It's hard to imagine that this is a Suzaku.

   "Master! Can you stop calling me Xiaohong!"

   Suzaku stayed on Ning Que's shoulder, speaking with some resentment, his voice was very clear.

  Ning Que smiled slightly, turning a blind eye to Suzaku's resistance, and asked, "Has anything major happened recently?"

"Big event?" Suzaku tilted his head slightly, thought for a while, and then said: "A big event is indeed going to happen. I don't know if the master has heard of Butian Pavilion, but the old spirit of Butian Pavilion is about to fall Yes. Many people are now focusing on the god-seed bred by the old Jiling.

   Qiongqi and Sky Swallowing Bird are also eyeing the god-seed of the old Jiling, and they seem to have old grudges with the old Jiling. Now that the old Jiling is about to fall, they all go to Butian Pavilion.

   There are still many big forces who also want to destroy Butian Pavilion and plunder everything in Butian Pavilion. It seemed that even the people from the Primordial Divine Mountain had appeared. "

   "Well, is Butian Pavilion going to be destroyed?"

  Ning Que was slightly taken aback, but he remembered the story of the destruction of Butian Pavilion in the original book.

   "I'm a little interested in that old sacrificial spirit you mentioned. If possible, I might be able to take it for my own use."

  Ning Que smiled, and disappeared into the underground palace with Suzaku.

  Butian Pavilion!

  This is an extremely powerful religion passed down from ancient times, but the atmosphere is extremely tense at this moment.

  A divine vine is suspended in mid-air, the blue clouds soar into the sky, and the divine chains of order are intertwined, filling the sky.

  In the distance, there is a terrifying aura, there is a divine ring shrouded in the sky, and the most powerful man looks down at the world, and the golden road spreads from tens of thousands of miles away, as if descending from the heaven.

  Besides, the surrounding area of ​​Butian Pavilion is full of people, and I don’t know how many people have come. There are all kinds of creatures, not only human races, but they want to carve up this place.

  They are all waiting for the opportunity. Once a huge holy place collapses, the hidden treasures left behind will be amazing.

   In addition, there is also the big opportunity they are most looking forward to, and there have not been many times in the long years. For this reason, many people brought their children from the clan.

   "The battle has begun, my enemy is coming!" Shen Teng looked at the terrifying figures approaching from a distance, her voice was indifferent.

   "Go, kill out, as long as one of us survives, Butian Pavilion will not be considered dead!" Many old bosses in Butian Pavilion shouted, with tears in their cloudy eyes.

   "Hey, it seems that Butian Pavilion is really going to collapse..."

  Outside Butian Pavilion, countless creatures appeared and surrounded it, looking at everything in Butian Pavilion with fiery eyes, ready to rush in.

   "Boom!"

  The battle broke out immediately, the runes were intertwined, and the old man of Butian Pavilion who rushed out first was soon covered in blood and suffered heavy injuries, because too many people came.

  Behind him, a group of disciples all changed their colors. This method didn't work, and they were blocked.

  The strong men from the Tuoba family and other major forces started to strangle the people of Butian Pavilion with a sneer.

   In a blink of an eye, the earth flowed into rivers of blood.

In the sky, several great powerhouses also surrounded the divine vines, among them were the creatures from the ancient sacred mountain Yishan, the mysterious strongman from the Southern Meteoric sacred mountain, the white tiger from Xiling Beast Mountain, and Qiongqi and Tuntian. Birds, in addition to some hidden powerhouses.

   "You have lived a long time. You were a **** in ancient times. You became famous in the first battle. You are still alive today, but the glory will eventually come to an end."

  A humanoid creature opens on a golden road.

  The Ji Ling of Butian Pavilion is indifferent, what else can he say now, and he doesn't want to say more.

   "I'm here for nothing but the God Seed. You're going to die anyway, why don't you leave it to me?" The sky-swallowing bird's wings were like clouds hanging from the sky, and the black mist surged and covered the sky.

   "Your time has come. If you don't mind handing over your god-seed to me, you should know my identity. I come from the Southern Meteor God Mountain. I won't go back on my word. I can try my best to protect you, Butian Pavilion."

   Said the creature from Yishan.

  Whether it's on the sky or on the ground, everyone gasped. Where is the Southern Meteor Mountain? It is said that there may be gods living there!

  Old Teng still doesn't say a word. From ancient times to the present, what kind of people have never seen, even fought with gods, blood splashed in the sky, who can be trusted now.

  The faces of the other powerhouses were indifferent. They came here today not only to obtain the God Seed, but also to completely destroy the Butian Pavilion to avoid future troubles. No one can protect them.

   "It seems that the Butian Pavilion is really going to be over, unless the old vine can fully recover and restore all the power it once had... Unfortunately, its time limit has come."

  In the distance, many monks saw this scene, and couldn't help but feel emotional. No matter how powerful a living being is, it will one day grow old, and no matter how powerful a great religion is, it will one day decline.

   "Sacrifice to the spirit..."

  Many monks in Butian Pavilion, while fighting against the hostile forces, looked sadly at the old vines on the sky.

  They understand that the old vines, whose vitality is almost completely exhausted, are by no means the opponents of those strongest.

  Seeing this scene, Shi Hao in the distance also had a sad expression on his face. Although he came to Butian Pavilion for a short time, the people here really treated him very well, making him feel like home.

  However, before he had time to savor and enjoy this feeling carefully, Butian Pavilion was about to be destroyed.

   "It's very lively!"

  Suddenly, a burst of light laughter sounded in the void, and a stone man with the head of a man and the body of a snake suddenly appeared in midair.

  On the shoulder of the stone man, there is still a fiery red sparrow.

Qiongqi and Swallowing Bird's expressions changed, as if they were playing a face-changing trick, they immediately put away the arrogance they had when facing Lao Teng just now, immediately shrunk their bodies, flew respectfully in front of Ning Que, and crawled in the void And down, said: "Meet the master!"

"What?"

  Seeing Qiongqi and Tianqueque, the two most vicious and powerful beings, prostrate themselves in front of Ning Que, everyone's eyes widened and they gasped.

   "Could it be...he is the emperor?"

  At this moment, many people immediately knew Ning Que's identity.

   As we all know, Qiongqi and Tiantianque are under the Emperor's command.

   Only the legendary Emperor of the Earth could make these two supreme beings so respectful.

   "Emperor?"

  At this moment, no matter if it was the old vine, the mysterious strong man from Nanyun Mountain, the creatures from Yi Mountain, or the white tiger from Xiling Beast Mountain, they all looked at Ning Que with fear.

  The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

  In these years, the name of Emperor Dihuang has resounded throughout the wasteland. Everyone speculates that he is a super strong man who is half a step beyond the venerable, or a god.

   Can't help but make people afraid.

   "Stone... Ishigami, he is here!"

  At this moment, Shi Hao looked at Ning Que's figure in the sky, with a complicated expression on his face.

  He never imagined that the original sacrificial spirit in their village would become the overlord of the vast mountain range so quickly, controlling a territory of more than a million miles, with countless strong men and creatures under his command.

  Ning Que also saw Shi Hao, but he just glanced lightly, and then his eyes shifted to the old vine.

  (end of this chapter)