Return of the War God

This voice is very young, but it has a sense of vicissitudes. Ye Wuque's first reaction when he heard it was that it was exactly the same as Dian Linglan's voice before, but it was a little different, extremely strange.

But then Ye Wuque couldn't continue to think about it, because all his thoughts were completely overwhelmed by the swarming messages. Bathed in the golden light, Ye Wuque seemed to have turned into a golden young God of War.

Rumble!

The rumbling sound of the entire imperial palace became more and more intense, and immediately alarmed everyone in the ancient square in the distance.

Ximen Zun stood up suddenly, with a flash of light in his hand, the Celestial Lotus Spear appeared, with a silver light on the tip of the spear, and the rest of the people were also full of vitality, with a hint of shock in their eyes, looking at the continuously roaring imperial palace in the distance.

"What's going on? Why did this imperial palace suddenly vibrate? No! I saw that Wu Que clearly entered before!"

Fang He said, with a trace of doubt in his tone, he did not believe that there would be any enemies hidden in the imperial palace.

If there were really disciples from the three sects of Qingming who could control the imperial palace, they should have been used in the previous battle long ago, and they would not wait until now.

"Junior Brother Ye is always unexpected. It is possible that he caused the shock in the imperial palace."

With deep eyes staring at the imperial palace that was constantly shaking and roaring and emitting a strong golden light in the distance, the Celestial Lotus Spear in Ximen Zun's hand disappeared again.

The rest of the people also nodded when they heard this sentence, and also chose to agree with Ximen Zun's statement.

Rumble!

The imperial palace was still vibrating and roaring unceasingly, and everyone was paying attention to it, wanting to see what the imperial palace would look like in the end.

In this way, time passed slowly.

Until a certain moment, the faces of all the people in the ancient square suddenly changed, as if they saw something earth-shattering!

"I'm going! This... this..."

Fang He's mouth was wide open at the moment, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he had seen a ghost!

Ximen Zun's brows also jumped wildly, and his deep eyes were full of disbelief.

Yu Jiaoxue's beautiful face was still expressionless, but a shock flashed in the depths of those beautiful eyes.

Feng Caichen stared at the spot in front of him with clear eyes, and there was a trace of astonishment on his handsome face.

Because at the end of everyone's eyes, the imperial palace that originally stood on the top of the emperor's mountain and the ancient square was slowly rising from the original place with a bang, and then began to shrink rapidly!

However, after a few breaths, the huge golden palace that was originally a thousand feet in size shrunk down to less than half the size of a palm!

A slender white palm quietly opened in the void, and the golden palace that had shrunk to the extreme was now safely held by this white palm, emitting a faint golden radiance.

And the land where the imperial palace originally lay across was completely empty at this time, as if the imperial palace had never appeared before.

If everyone hadn't witnessed this series of processes before and after with their own eyes, they would have been unable to believe everything in front of them. Even if they had seen it with their own eyes, they would still have an unreal and illusory feeling of being in a dream.

The owner of that slender white palm is Ye Wuque, and the imperial palace that has shrunk countless times is now lying quietly on his hand. Everything is so miraculous, and the small golden imperial palace seems to be a delicate and small model.

Ye Wuque stood tall, facing everyone sideways, eyes closed, black hair fluttering, and golden light still lingering around his body, with his right hand holding the imperial palace that had shrunk countless times, as if immersed in his own world, ignorant of everything that happened outside.

After a long time, Ye Wuque slowly opened his eyes, the bright eyes flashed a little deep, but soon turned into surprise.

Looking at the golden imperial palace dragged by his right hand, Ye Wuque also felt a little unreal at this moment.

"Diji Tiangong, this is the full name of this imperial palace...I didn't expect this to be a quasi-sacred weapon left by Master Tianlan in the past! If I didn't have Tianlan's double rings, even if I knew about it, I wouldn't be able to get it, let alone succeed in preliminary refining."

Before that, Ye Wuque perfectly inlaid the Tianlan double rings in the left and right corners of the gate of Diji Tiangong. After the young but vicissitudes of life voice appeared, Ye Wuque knew all this.

A large part of the reason why this Diji Heavenly Palace became the supreme and noble area that only the suzerain of the Tianlan Zhenzong could live in in the past is because it was left by Tianlan Zhenren, the founder of the Tianlan Zhenzong!

Not only is it symbolic, but also because this Emperor's Heavenly Palace is a quasi-sacred weapon with unpredictable power and complements each other.

Only the masters of Tianlan Zhenzong in the past are qualified to control this Emperor Jitian Palace, and they can also successfully refine it. Outsiders want to do this, unless they have the Tianlan Double Rings, the old token of Tianlan Zhenren.

But what is surviving is that Ye Wuque got the Tianlan double rings, and everything seems to be reincarnated with one drink and one peck.

"Although this quasi-sacred weapon has been severely injured, its level has dropped, and it is no longer as powerful as the quasi-sacred weapon of the past, but it is still far superior to ordinary top-grade spiritual weapons. I am afraid that it is even worse than Senior Brother Ximen's Tianlian demon gun!"

During the preliminary refining process, Ye Wuque had fully understood all the secrets of the Diji Tiangong.

hum!

Ye Wuque continued to drag Diji Tiangong with his right hand, but his left hand began to pinch. It was a little jerky at first, but then it gradually became smoother. At the same time, the fighting spirit of the holy way rolled out like a great river, and was injected into Diji Tiangong by him!

"Diji Heavenly Palace... open!"

With a low shout, I saw that the Diji Tiangong, which was lying quietly on Ye Wuque's palm, suddenly began to bloom with an extremely strong golden light at this moment, and then the volume began to skyrocket!

When the volume of Diji Tiangong soared to about a hundred feet in size, Ye Wuque's face turned pale, and he seemed extremely struggling.

After all, he is injured at the moment, his state is less than half of his peak, and his combat strength and holy fighting spirit are also less than half. To use this quasi-magic weapon, the consumption of Yuanli can be described as astonishing, so after the Emperor Ji Tiangong skyrocketed to a hundred feet in size, Ye Wuque knew that he could not go on.

"town!"

Rumble!

Under Ye Wuque's control, the hundred-zhang-sized Diji Heavenly Palace immediately turned into a ray of light like a golden sun and descended from the sky, smashing heavily towards the ground in the distance!

Boom!

Endless loud noises roared out, and the entire ancient square was shaking violently. The force of the counter-shock spread like the sky, and its power could be called earth-shattering!

Ye Wuque stretched out his right hand, and saw Diji Tiangong appear from the place where the light of Yuanli was rolling, turning into a golden streamer and flying back towards Ye Wuque. The volume in the void kept shrinking, and when it flew back to Ye Wuque's hand, it returned to its previous size again.

"Small people and objects directly, and drop ten times with one force! This is Diji Tiangong's attack method, brutal and violent, but I like it!"

Licking his lips, although Ye Wuque's face became paler, there was a trace of joy and enthusiasm in his eyes, looking at the Diji Tiangong in his hand, he was extremely satisfied.

Just now he had a small test of the power of Diji Tiangong. Although the state is no longer at its peak, and it can't bring Diji Tiangong to its perfect state, but the blow of Diji Tiangong just now is enough to easily crush a cultivator who is at the peak of the middle stage of the spirit state!

This is the power of a quasi-sacred weapon. Even if it is severely injured and its level drops, it is still unpredictable!

"Furthermore, this Diji Heavenly Palace seems to be both offensive and defensive. Apart from being used to smash people, it can also bloom a light curtain to protect itself. In this way, it is completely equal to one for two, with infinite uses. There are even three seals waiting for me to study..."

Feeling a hint of vanity in his body, Ye Wuque suppressed the desire in his heart, flipped the Diji Tiangong into the Yuanyang ring with his right hand, and studied it after returning to the state of the Holy Way of the Heavens and fully recovering from his injuries.

However, when Ye Wuque returned to the center of the ancient square, he realized that he was surrounded by crowds!

Those eyes full of disbelief and infinite shock were all concentrated on Ye Wuque, as if looking at a monster!

"Damn it! Wu Que, how did you do it? This... This imperial palace was turned into such a small place by you in one swish? Then you made it bigger and flew up to smash people! This shit is too evil!"

Fang He resounded with an unbelievable strange cry, and regardless of the injuries in his body, he stepped forward and grabbed Ye Wuque's hands and shook them, his leisurely eyes were full of shock!

The rest of the people also stared at Ye Wuque like curious babies. The scene just now was really shocking. The people present were all disciples of super sects. Naturally, they had good eyesight, and they could all guess that the imperial palace must be some kind of secret treasure, which was subdued by Ye Wuque.

"Hehe, it's just some chance to get this Diji Tiangong into his hands. It can be regarded as a chance."

Ye Wuque explained with a smile that he understood what happened just now had an impact on everyone.

"Okay, Junior Brother Ye's own luck is extraordinary, just like I got the Tianlian demon gun, it's all a chance."

Ximen Zun's opening obviously did not want the rest of the people to question Ye Wuque too much, after all, this is Ye Wuque's personal gain.

Everyone present, whether it was the Holy Dao of the Heavens or the Hidden Sword Tomb, showed a blessing smile to Ye Wuque, and there was no jealousy or envy. Everyone experienced life and death together. This kind of fighting friendship is smelted, which is extremely precious.

"Senior Ximen, it's been a few days, I think the brothers who should come have already arrived, we should leave here..."

Taking a step forward, Ye Wuque stood side by side with Ximen Zun, and after saying this, Ximen Zun nodded slowly.

"Yes, although everyone is still injured, there is no need to delay any longer. I will go and open the way to leave."

Ximen Zun's figure flickered, and the Tianlian demon gun appeared in his right hand, galloping towards the place where Diji Tiangong was originally located.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Wuque walked slowly to Yu Jiaoxue who was independent from the crowd.

Looking at the peerless girl in a white dress in front of him, with a delicate fragrance blowing in, Ye Wuque nodded with a smile and said, "Girl Yu, thank you for the Rijing Wheel. Without it, I'm afraid I would have died."

Ye Wuque seemed to speak with a smile, and his demeanor was very calm, but there was a kind of sincere gratitude in his tone.

Facing Ye Wuque's words, Yu Jiaoxue didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly with her cold beautiful eyes.

Ye Wuque wasn't embarrassed about this, but with a flash of light in his right hand, he saw that day Jinglun appeared in his hand.

With a thought, I saw a streak of blood evaporating from the essence wheel that day.

"I just got the Diji Heavenly Palace just now, and the Sun Essence Wheel is not mine, but yours. I have exorcised my blood essence, and now, return it to its original owner."

Ye Wuque held the Rijing Wheel in his right hand, and gently handed it to Yu Jiaoxue.

This was what Ye Wuque had been thinking for a long time. He had to accept Yu Jiaoxue's Rijing Wheel because he wanted to counteract Ji Qingque's Shadow Needle.

Now that he has obtained Diji Tiangong, Rijinglun should be returned to Yu Jiaoxue.

The breeze blew in, Yujiaoxue's green silk was flowing, her white dress was flying, her fairy posture was peerless, but her cold and beautiful eyes did not look at the Rijing wheel that Ye Wuque handed over, nor did she do anything, but looked at Ye Wuque's bright eyes.