Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 428 The beginning of the war
Above the cloud cliff, in the Nether Palace, the dead dragon coiled around, and the Yin Qi surged. Thousands of clusters of blood light condensed into ghost lamps, shining brightly in the dark.

In this black mist, a black-haired young man wearing a light blue shirt, with nebula in his eyes, sat cross-legged on the dark gold dojo, with a dignified expression.

Down the steps, Duan Muming, the god son of the Taiyin Sect, knelt down on the dark gold floor tiles with a respectful expression, exuding strands of sacred aura from his body.

"The outermost area is the perfect holy formation. Is the inheritance that can stop the king really left by Emperor Hongyu?" Xiang Yufei's expression was mixed, and he was a little moved by the inheritance that Duanmu Rong met.

That Emperor Hongyu is very famous in the Ziwei Starfield. He was an invincible quasi-emperor 3 years ago. He once ruled Ziwei and established the supreme dynasty. world!
However, there is no immortal inheritance in the world.

After Hongyu Zhundi sat down, the Tianyu Emperor's dynasty quickly weakened, but after thousands of years, the last emperor was killed, and the entire divine dynasty disappeared, submerged in the long river of time.

Duanmuming's eyes were empty, his body exuded the light of golden ink, surrounded by the holy power of the sun and the sun, intertwined with a faint chaotic energy, like a chaotic god and demon.

Looking at his master, he bowed his head and said everything he knew: "After discovering the ancient site that time, the ancestor was born, went there with ancient holy soldiers, and was wounded by the killing array. Let it go, the ruins were also sealed by the gods."

The emperor's eyes were deep, and he swiped his hands to sacrifice a black gold plate of yin and yang. The black awns flowed between his fingers and palms, and the power of thousands of dao patterns criss-crossed, which contained a strong power of heaven.

This is the technique of deduction in the inheritance of the underworld, which can be regarded as the life and death of the world!
After half a quarter of an hour, the black gold plate stopped from the state of rapid rotation, showing a strange hexagram.

Xiang Yufei slowly opened his closed star eyes, looking at the divination results of the secret weapon, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The Xun hexagram is broken, the Kan hexagram is messy, and the secrets of heaven are messy, so it is impossible to deduce it at all.

"It can't be figured out at all." The emperor smiled thoughtfully, and said, "It seems that a big person is indeed involved."

Just when he was about to leave, a flying order of purple light fell from the sea of ​​clouds, and was then directly moved to the Nether Palace by the teleportation circle.

This is an emergency battle talisman, and it will only be issued when the battle of the gods is urgent.
Xiang Yufei frowned slightly, reached out to take a picture, and grabbed Ziguang Ling into his hand.

After browsing the contents of the command talisman, the Emperor was a little indifferent, and stepped forward with a single step. Immortal light lingered under his feet, shrinking the ground into an inch, and teleported from the ancient palace to the sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

He has black hair draped over his shoulders, and a slender body. The blue silk clothes on his body turned into a blue-gold armor, and a green-gold battle spear broke through the void and fell into his hands.

A spear came out of the hole, the spear's edge carried the murderous aura of slaying gods and monsters, the blood light reflected, clouds and smoke rose, a space tunnel emerged out of thin air, the black-haired young man's eyes were murderous, and his eyes were deep, stepping into the path of light.
In the extreme east of Luzhou, the holy prestige fluttered, and the fairy lights of various colors collided in the air, and the blood was surging up to the sky, shaking the whole sky.

The iron cavalry of the Ziwei God Dynasty and the monks of the Ancient Taoist Temple of Longevity continued to fight, shouting loudly. Here, life is the least valuable thing.

Those immortals who are unattainable in the eyes of mortals are now falling like rain. Every minute and every moment, monks fall from the top of the clouds and become nameless ghosts.

In the center of the battlefield, golden ancient chariots are rolling and turning. Wang Teng is wearing a cold iron battle suit, surrounded by 36 fairy spirits, and the holy sword of the emperor of heaven is constantly swiping, playing chaotic ancient sword energy, and constantly charging in the enemy's formation, trying to break out of the encirclement.

However, this time, the two peerless holy masters were waiting in full force, mobilizing an ancient holy soldier together to surround the Northern Emperor with an array of two ceremonies, no matter how he charged, it would be useless.

Above the clouds, thirty white-clothed monks looked indifferent, and they shot out a source of divine power, outlining a huge green road map, pressing across the sky. Prime rune.

This is the immeasurable killing formation inherited from the concept of longevity. Every time a hundred breaths pass, this road map will gather the life energy of the world and emit a beam of Taisu fairy light to suppress everything. It is not the monks of the Ziwei God Dynasty who can resist it. of.

"Oh!"

A thick blue light fell, killing like numbness in an instant, a Xiantai second-tier emperor uncle of Ziwei Shenchao died on the spot, and dozens of cavalry who followed him also fell, the corpses exploded, bright red The blood flowed horizontally, and was killed by a powerful blow from the Holy Dao!

With the appearance of this sacred circle, the Ancient Taoist Temple of Longevity had an absolute advantage, and began to siege and kill monk Ziwei.

In this battle, all the monks from the Ancient Temple of Longevity came out. In addition to the thirty monks from Sendai, there were also three living fossils from the peak of the Second Heavenly Layer in Sendai, like three white-haired ghosts, who could kill dozens of cavalry with each blow .

"Eternal exile!"

Looking at the Master of Longevity in front of him, Wang Teng's eyes were cold, he shouted loudly, roared the sun and the moon, and used the chaotic sky magic.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the mountains and rivers trembled, the void peeled off, vitality withered, countless dark abysses emerged, and space after space cracked open the sky, exuding a cold and lonely atmosphere, and no one knew where it led.

Chaotic ancient secret art, with extremely high attainments in the way of space, can banish everything and fight against anyone, almost invincible and invincible.

Wang Teng continued to condense the divine seal, pinched the ancient seal with his left hand, and drew the void seal with his right hand. His whole body was full of silver light, and he carried out a real and complicated evolution.

He forcibly opened a gate of dimension, and shot it at a deputy spectator of the longevity temple. At the same time, he swung the holy sword of the emperor of heaven and struck the nine-fold gold and jade pagoda of the ancient saint, forcing the master of the longevity temple to urge the holy soldiers to return to defense.
Somewhere in the sky, two gray-haired old men looked down at the ants fighting below with indifferent eyes.

When Wang Teng performed the secret art of chaotic sky, the ancient sage of Tianlang Mountain moved slightly, and said lightly: "It is indeed the secret art of the emperor's way."

It is exactly the same as Taiyin Xianshu!
He didn't say the last half of the sentence.

Although this Sirian wolf sage was not born in an extreme power, he has mastered more than one extreme secret technique.

For the ancient sages, as long as they have enough guts, grabbing the inheritance of the extreme path is nothing.

After all, no matter how good the Taiyin Sect's preventive measures are, it is impossible to plant a mark on every disciple.

The Taiyin Three Immortals technique in his hands came from a Dao Slashing King of the Duanmu Clan.
"It's indeed a taboo fairy art. It's a bit like the inheritance of Emperor Void. I don't know if it's from the Ji family!" The Longevity Saint cast his Celestial Eyes and nodded slightly in agreement, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

The name of Emperor Void has been extolled in many star fields, and even the fame of Beidou Ji's family has spread far, and Ziwei is no exception.

"So what, now that the arrow is on the string, it doesn't matter which side of the imperial family is here, it's useless!" The ancient sage Sirius was very indifferent, with a glint in his eyes, he was a little tempted by Wang Teng, and was ready to make a move.

Seeing the greedy nature of this sky wolf, the sage of longevity smirked, and whispered: "Island Master Tuoyu is behind, you just go ahead!"

Hearing this sentence, the ancient sage Sirius frowned. He was an ancient man who stepped into the third heaven of the saint king.

But in the face of a great sage in the world, even a sage king needs to treat each other with respect.

The gray-haired Taoist's eyes were uncertain, but he finally held back his longing for the "Void Sutra" and waited for the group of people from beyond the sky to come.

In the mid-air battle, Wang Teng formed the sun and moon seal, with his left hand forming the nine characters of Emperor Chaos, and his right hand forming the nine characters of Emperor Void.

There was a light "ding" sound, not very loud, but the holy sword shot out with a blaze of fire, carrying a monstrous celestial light, and the black light floated. The soldier's soul in it was revived, and cooperated with the soldier's master, to cut out a dimensional celestial gang!
"A bird in a cage dares to run rampant." The Master of Longevity frowned slightly, with a cold expression, and scolded.

He reached out, and the nine-fold gold and jade pagoda above his head broke through the air, surrounded by a faint golden glow, like a nine-fold heaven towering down, with unparalleled power and power, trying to suppress Wang Teng alive!
As the master of the immortal inheritance, although he is not as amazing as Wang Teng, he has also stepped into the realm of the seven forbidden realms. Now Wang Teng, who is suppressing the third small realm of the second heaven of Xiantai with the holy master realm, is simply devastated. block!
"what!"

The Northern Emperor screamed, with struggle in his eyes, but finally gave in, pointed out, and sacrificed a dragon energy talisman.

As the light topaz talisman shattered, a piece of Divine Network of Yuantian spread out, imprinted on the void.

"Boom!"

The ground veins surged, the mountains and rivers swayed, and tens of thousands of dragon spirits gushed out from the ancient land.

The golden source qi of the earth veins continued to surge, and along with the source of the sky, it formed a stream of dragon qi, which sank into Wang Teng's back.

The Northern Emperor snorted, endured the great pain, and accepted the empowerment of the earth vein dragon energy.

As the golden dragon energy flew in, his breath became stronger and stronger, and he stepped into the high-level of the Second Heaven of Sendai in an instant, and his divine power was comparable to that of a monk in the eighth small realm of the Second Heaven of Sendai.

"This is the strength of Yuan Tianshi's lineage!"

Feeling the majestic blood energy in his body, Wang Teng trembled all over, a little unbelievable, it was just a secret technique that made him cross five small realms.

In fact, the Immortal Talisman Su Yu bestowed on him was enough to arouse the dragon energy in the Holy Master Realm, but since he was not from the source master lineage, he could not make full use of the dragon energy, and when the dragon energy entered his body, it would impact the meridians, causing additional pain.
"How is this possible!"

The deputy master of the longevity temple on the opposite side was astonished, but for a moment, the opponent's aura rose sharply, and he was almost about to step into the holy master's realm, which confused him endlessly.

"Calm and concentrate, it's just a blood sacrifice, he won't last long!" The Master of Changsheng's expression was cold, his face was full of indifference and ruthlessness.

He has full confidence in this battle, the ancient ancestor is behind him, even if the Dao Slayer from the Ziwei God Dynasty comes in person, he can't change it!
Wang Teng didn't say much, he drew his divine power, and held the Heavenly Emperor's holy sword to strike at the nine-fold gold and jade sky tower.

The golden ancient chariot shines brightly, and the mottled marks on the chariot are all revived. In an instant, the real dragon roars, the phoenix sings, the Xuanwu hisses the sky, and the white tiger cracks the ground. superior.

The sword light is long, not so bright, it has a hint of returning to the basics, simple and natural, without the harmony of the avenue, without the supernatural power, but it changes the color of the master of longevity.

"retreat!"

The Lord of Longevity yelled loudly, stopped holding back his hands, and tried his best to mobilize the ancient holy soldiers, trying to use the power of the holy soldiers to kill Wang Teng, but the situation changed so quickly that everyone expected it, and it was too late.

The golden ancient chariot rushed out, exuding a strong holy power, and collided with the nine-fold gold and jade holy pagoda, making a loud noise.

The golden sword stood horizontally, the blade exuded a gloomy light, it was extremely sharp, it pierced through the immortal light of Taishi in an instant, and killed the vice-principal of the Longevity Temple.

"No!"

The deputy spectator of the Longevity Temple was silent, feeling a great terror, with a look of horror on his face, he staggered back, watching the golden sword approaching helplessly.

Just when everyone turned pale, thinking that this big man was about to die.

Suddenly, a sudden change popped up, the sea shattered, and a pale skeleton with a big hand wiped out the cloud, and the bone was wrapped with a Tao-slashing chain, covering the sky and the sun, and fell downwards, pressing the holy sword horizontally with one palm, hitting Wang Teng on the spot Bleeding, falling into the clouds.

"It's Venerable Falling Sun!"

An old emperor uncle from Ziwei Shenchao exclaimed, he recognized the person!
All the Ziwei cultivators were terrified at the moment, looking at the distant sky in fear, feeling a powerful aura.

The cloud retreated, and a man in black robe walked out, his face was invisible, his whole body was wrapped in black robe, and thousands of rays of black light radiated from his body, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

This is a casual cultivator from Luzhou in Beiju, who committed boundless murder 2000 years ago and offended many great teachers.

Just when all the religions in Luzhou were trying to surround and kill him, this monster disappeared, as if he had never appeared. No matter how many monks searched, he could not be found. Unexpectedly, he appeared today, and Also stepped into the Sendai Triple Heaven.

Venerable Meteor Sun looked at Wang Teng who was not far away, and stretched out a big skeleton hand from his black sleeves. The palm of the palm was full of light, and the power of the thunder and lightning flowed out, condensing into the seal of devouring, and wanted to kill the bloody Bei Di. Grab it in your hand.

"So what about the Dao Slayer, let me bleed today, and your name will be on the stele of death!"

Wang Teng shouted loudly, his robe was stained with blood, his eyes were bloodshot, he folded his hands together, and sacrificed a purple electric hammer.

This is the natal divine weapon of the great sage of the Wang family. As soon as it appeared, thousands of thunderbolts erupted, overwhelming the sky and covering the entire area.

The Northern Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood, with a gloomy expression on his face, he sacrificed blood to the ancestral soldiers, revived the divine soul of the holy soldiers, and shot out a beam of primordial light!
The celestial light was shining brightly, carrying the coercion of the sacred way, piercing the sky, and rushing towards the black-robed monk. This was a blow from the Holy Lord urging the great holy soldiers, and its power was enough to kill low-level Taoist slayers!
The purple electric hammer flew out, with bright purple patterns on it, and all the dao patterns carved by the great sage of the human race were revived.

A purple phantom appeared, as if the ancient ancestor of the Wang family had come in person, holding a purple gold hammer, with a terrifying aura overwhelming, like a sea of ​​stars boiling, smashing towards the Venerable Falling Sun.

At the same time, a force like the Milky Way hanging down and falling into the Nine Nethers rushed out, affecting tens of thousands of miles of cloud seas, causing ripples in the boundless void, peeling off in the arc of lightning and thunder, thousands of miles of collapse, as if to be destroyed The world is the same!
"Wu Que Great Saint Soldier, it looks like he is still the soldier of this person's ancestors!"

Venerable Meteor Sun frowned, and with a wave of his sleeve, he fetched the nine-fold gold and jade pagoda from the Taoist Temple of Longevity.

The black robe flew up, and the felt hat fell down, revealing a white bone skeleton, with blue light shining in the eye sockets, which looked terrifying.

Venerable Meteor Sun clasped his palms together, revealing the divine power and coercion of the Sixth Layer of Dao Slashing Heaven, motivating this holy weapon!
"Buzz!"

The golden glow is lingering, and pieces of golden jade patterns bloom, like the wings of a divine bird, growing in the wind, spreading out along the eaves of the golden jade pagoda, it is a kind of unrivaled fluctuation!

At the same time, the nine-fold golden pagoda floated up and down, and a tsunami-like sound erupted, and the fairy light illuminated the entire sky, bursting out with blazing light
(End of this chapter)