Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Chapter 1626

Only a pair of deep eyes were clearly visible, as if containing the orbits of billions of stars, cold and indifferent.

There is no trace of human emotion.

He just stood there, and the space around him automatically surrendered and underwent huge distortion.

Naturally, a sacred area was formed to protect him.

He was surrounded by a pure and powerful divine light, which was completely out of tune with the broken environment of Earth.

The patriarch of the gods!

In other words, this is a projection of his powerful will that is enough to crush the holy realm.

It is not the real deity that has descended.

"Ning Feng."

The voice of the God Patriarch was hoarse and low.

Making bubbling sounds.

It sounds a little ridiculous.

It was like cold metal colliding in the empty temple.

The sound resounded directly through Ning Feng's soul, carrying a judgmental tone, "Evil seed, we meet again."

These two words, like poisoned ice cones, pierced into Ning Feng's consciousness.

Ning Feng looked up suddenly.

The eyes burning with chaotic flames suddenly burst out with a terrifying murderous light.

The purple flames of Tyrant Blood that were almost extinguished around his body rose up again with a "boom".

The Nine Dragon Coffin made an angry humming sound, and the shadow of the Holy Wilderness Heroes' Soul Burial Monument appeared and disappeared in the chaotic air behind him.

An extremely brutal murderous intent, mixed with an unyielding will, like a tangible raging wave, crashed into the pouring divine power.

"Isn't this the old dog from the Heavenly God Palace? I slapped him like a dog back then."

Ning Feng's voice was hoarse, and he grinned and said, "Why? Wasn't it bad enough that I beat you up using the forbidden rules last time in the Divine Land Heavenly Palace? Now you dare to appear in front of me again, hahahaha."

As soon as these words were spoken, the cold and sacred light surrounding the God Clan Leader suddenly fluctuated violently.

The divine light covering his face seemed to fade for a moment.

Revealing the outline beneath which suddenly became gloomy.

A trace of shame and anger of having a sore spot touched flashed clearly in those star-like eyes.

When Ning Feng was in the Divine Land, he used special means to trigger a loophole in the restrictions of the Heavenly Palace.

Briefly suppressed the power of the God Patriarch.

And it caused a lot of "insult" to them.

This was the greatest humiliation the Celestial Patriarch had ever experienced in his long life.

Whenever he thought about it, he felt like going crazy and running away.

"You are so presumptuous, what a person you are!"

The voice of the Celestial God Patriarch suddenly rose, filled with thunderous rage.

The terrifying pressure instantly increased several times, trying to completely crush Ning Feng.

"You lowly mixed-blood! If it weren't for that trace of filthy blood left by that rebellious slave Yiyin in your body, do you think you could have survived until now?"

He deliberately mentioned Ning Feng's mother Yiyin, his tone full of contempt and hatred.

The Yiyin lineage is the one among the gods who oppose the extreme theory of blood purity.

They even went so far as to unite with the human race from the lower realm, but were eventually regarded as rebels by the clan leader and were expelled and hunted down.

"Shut up old dog!"

Ning Feng took a step forward suddenly, the void under his feet shattered into pieces, and the purple flame of hegemony burned wildly.

He actually managed to withstand the terrifying divine power.

He pointed a bloodstained finger at the Celestial Clan Leader, his voice as cold as the Netherworld wind, freezing souls. "If you dare insult my mother again, even if my body and soul are annihilated, I will tear off this projection of yours and let you taste the feeling of being trampled by 'mixed blood'."

"Don't forget, I not only beat you, but also slaughtered your disciples in the Tianshen Palace."

"Now that I have become a true saint, unless you descend, I will slaughter your Celestial race like dogs."

Ning Feng's aura was fierce and resolute.

It was a truly mad, unending struggle to the death.

The chaotic energy and domineering blood in his body resonated wildly under extreme pressure.

The Nine Dragon Coffin behind him also let out an unbearable yet ferocious roar, as if it would erupt at any moment with a terrifying force that would kill both parties.

The icy eyes of the God Clan leader stared at Ning Feng.

Especially the nine ancient bronze coffins behind him that exuded an ominous and ancient aura.