The next God King danced wildly with his black hair and his hands trembled. The ring of colorful divine light was buckled in his hands, and the rolling faith power was blooming. Here he could borrow more faith power. The divine light appeared in his eyes, coldly ignored Sun Yi, and seemed to be overlooking all the people.

With both hands pinching Jue, the power of faith turned into a mountain of God and rolled over.

"You deserve to block my way?" Sun Yi's fist was wielded with a heavy fist and rolled towards the holy mountain with a strong force in an instant.

The holy mountain hummed and collapsed, unable to bear the power of Sun Yi after condensing the waste star, turned into a bright light, and was sucked away by the Golden Book. His footsteps dragged up a residual shadow. The stunned eyes of the next God King had come to him.

The fist turned into a palm and patted him hard on the head. In a short time, blood stains spread out one after another. The soul of the martial arts fell. The falling law of the God King rushed to the sky, leaving a bead of the law that sun Yishun put away.

Now, with Sun Yi's combat power, a lower God King is too weak in front of him. It doesn't take much means to kill him.

"Come on, the source is deep in the square." The Golden Book points the way for Sun Yi.

Sun Yi then walked on the square full of divine light, just like stepping on the kingdom of God. There were many martial artists tied to the pillars around. The more he went inside, the stronger the strength of those martial artists, but each one hung his head and closed his eyes, imperceptibly influenced by the divine light.

The more powerful the warrior wants to cross, the more time it takes. This cross first changes from the flesh to the soul. Unlike the holy King's army, it is just a simple change of memory. After all, it is not so easy for a man to devote his life to the Lord of cross.

About thousands of meters deep, a gate shrouded by divine light appeared in front of Sun Yi.

"Burst it, the source is inside."

The Golden Book gave a cold voice.

Suddenly, Sun Yi raised his fighting spirit, and suddenly threw a fist, which seemed to break the sun, moon and stars. It was pounded on the door shrouded by the divine light. The divine light was dazzling for a while, and the ocean of divine light rolled through the void and drowned the square.

"What a thick gate, there are only a few cracks." Sun Yi's eyes saw that there were only a few cobweb like cracks on the door, which surprised Sun Yi. His fist was so heavy that only a few cracks were broken.

"Purple war gun!" Holding the purple war gun in his hand, a bright light suddenly appeared on the gun head, attached with the sharp perfect artistic conception of gold, and directly stabbed at the gate.

The light of time overflowed and the whole gate creaked.

After the gun stopped, there were dozens of spider silk cracks under the impact of the sharp purple gun.

As long as each blow can cause damage to this gate, there will be a moment to break the gate.

Sun Yi didn't know how many guns he had stabbed. The divine light on the door had been resisting. There were purple gun shadows and terrible waves everywhere in the whole void.

"Boom!" A gun awn of the rainbow appeared, and a fist sized hole was suddenly blasted out of the gate. Through the hole, you can see that the bright divine light inside is erupting.

"Bang open the door of this dog day." Jin Shu urged excitedly.

Another ganghong appears. With this hole, it's much easier. Just blow out the force at the broken hole and you can break it quickly.

After some efforts, a hole that could accommodate one person appeared, and the solid gate was finally opened by Sun Yi.

"It worked." Sun Yi shook his numb arm. In this short time, he didn't know how many guns he waved. Each gun was stabbed out with all his strength, but he thought the gate was strong, and then stepped in.

Inside the gate.

It was not big inside. It was in the shape of a spacious hall. It was long and square. There was divine light at his feet. Inside, Sun Yi saw a divine seat emitting divine light, surrounded by more than a dozen columns. To Sun Yi's surprise, three or four people were tied to the columns.

These people are as depressed as the people outside, but the people here are much stronger than those martial arts in the square. They are all the strong people in the next divine king's realm.

Walking along a road paved with jade colored stones and full of divine light under his feet, Sun Yi can see that there is a small tripod on the God seat, and the source of faith is emitted from that thing.

When he was about to reach the end of the road and ascend the throne, a warrior tied to a pillar on one side attracted his attention. His hair was emitting, but his body exuded a familiar smell.

"Are you master Li Wang?"

Sun Yi lifted the scattered black hair for the warrior. His face was bony, as if it were a skin bag on his face, and his exposed arms were as thin as firewood. The clothes were empty at the moment. He could think of the weakness of this thin body, but the outline of the face still made Sun Yi recognize King Li.

However, what makes Sun Yi really sure is the desolation filled with this person. Others may not feel it, but he can feel it. Ask who in cangyun mainland has condensed the desolate star besides him and King Li.

Unexpectedly, King Li still lives in the world and is imprisoned here by duhuamen. This is a great joy.

After several breaths, the figure slowly opened the eyelids that had not been opened for a long time. The dark light in the eyes and the weak voice came out: "you... Who are you? I feel a familiar power in you."

The voice seemed to exhaust his strength, and his body became weaker and weaker.

"I'm the one who came to save you, Sun Yi of cangluo Zongti peak." Sun Yi reported his identity and made king Li's weak body tremble. The people of tifeng came to save him, but this is the forbidden area of duhuamen. How could anyone come here.

With all his strength, he asked, "you are the disciple of our body peak. What happened outside."

This sentence drained all the strength of King Li, like a candle that was about to go out, and it became smaller as it went behind, but Sun Yi didn't care. At the moment, he saw that King Li was too weak and the candle of life was shaky.

King li himself has been imprisoned for thousands of years, has not been transited, and has retained his will to live in the world. This is an unrepeatable miracle in itself.

Sun Yi calmly replied, "the mainland has been in chaos. Cangluo sect has taken the sect to the Far West. The warriors of the whole continent have fought a decisive battle with the holy palace in the Far West. Today, the four superior divine kings have come to duhuamen. I'm here to destroy the source of faith."

Sun Yi said briefly, which made king Li fall into silence. After ten minutes, King Li replied to Sun Yi with all his strength: "well, well, the hegemonic rule of the holy palace should come to an end, and it's time for duhuamen to perish, well, well."

King Li said a few good words, his body trembled fiercely, and his lungs couldn't stop undulating, which made Sun Yi look distressed. This is an unparalleled Tianjiao. The existence that should be vertical and horizontal in the world is like an old man tied here for thousands of years.