Chapter 2903: My king is like a god, you should be like this

"Crack!"
A series of crackling sounds of gold and iron resounded through the void.
The cracks on the bronze giant gate were deeper and spread along the fist marks, spreading across the giant gate in an instant.
"Do not!"
Dilu Temple Spirit's voice was stern, his eyes were about to bleed, and the whole body was full of immeasurable glory, and he was extremely angry.
The giant bronze gate is a part of his body. If it is damaged, it will undoubtedly damage the origin, and it will take a lot of time and countless treasures to fill the foundation.
How can he not be angry?
Moreover, he offered such a generous price, and even the quasi-tianzun-level Taoism was taken out, and the bull devil still rejected him.
How deceitful this is, it doesn't give him any face!
"Bull Demon King, you have to forgive others and forgive others. This seat is not without the power to fight back. Don't force this seat to die endlessly with you!"
Dilu Temple spirit roared.
The terrifying sound shook the sky and the earth, and the whole world trembled and the avenue roared.
"Om!"
An ethereal and vast aura rose from the huge bronze gate.
A square world, emerging from the open door, exuding a terrible aura, as if burning.
Burn the world!
Dilu Temple Spirit is a deity of the Imperial Soldier, not a real creature, and it does not create the original world by itself.
But its body content contains the entire Dilu world, and countless vast worlds can provide power for it.
At this moment, the Dilu Temple Spirit burns thousands of worlds at the same time, blessing oneself, and is no weaker than the emperor burning the original world.
Even more!
"Humph!"
The bull devil's nose shook, like a thunder explosion.
"Crack!"
The extremely bright blue and black divine brilliance burst out from the hands of the bull devil, and the domineering will permeated.
Even if the Dilu Temple Spirit burns thousands of directions to bless oneself, it will not help.
Dilu Temple Spirit is like a monkey at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, no matter how much it jumps, it cannot break free!
"The world has rumored that anyone who slanders the Buddha should fall into hell.
Those who sin the gods shall bear the punishment of the nine gods and suffer thousands of disasters.
And those who insult the emperor should do the same. "
The eyes of the Bull Demon King were extremely calm, and the ancient well was waveless, as if a supreme was trying to judge sinners.
Buddha in the world, but a bald donkey.
The nine gods are all busy.
Only the emperor can be called a true fairy god, and anyone who dares to insult the emperor is guilty.
If God does not condemn the crime, then I will come to condemn the crime himself.
In this way, warn the world.
The emperor who never falls is awe-inspiring, but not sinful!
I respect the emperor as a god, so you should be so!
"Crack!"
The cracks on the bronze giant door are still expanding, and they have expanded to the size of tens of meters, and strands of divine golden and fairy light continue to escape from it.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Dilu Temple spirit is anxious.
He has existed for hundreds of epochs, when has he been embarrassed like he is now?
He keeps burning the world in his body, and the creatures in these worlds are wiped out together and turned into his own power.
A body of power once touched the eighth stage of the emperor!
Even the void was shattered by the aftermath of its struggle, tearing through the void and turning into a chaos.
But still useless.
"Om!"
The mighty and unparalleled power burst from the fingers of the Bull Demon King, with the might of the sky under the sky, crushing all the resistance of the Dilu Temple Spirit.
"Qiang Qiang!"
The harsh sound of gold and iron being squeezed is endless.
Seeing that the bronze giant door was broken more seriously, countless cracks spread all over the giant door like a spider web.
It seems to be broken at any time!