ancient god emperor

Chapter 660

The elder of the Zuhuang Dynasty felt a chill coming from his spine, which made his scalp numb. The cultivation of that person must have surpassed him, and even reached a terrifying level!

"Chu Yun must die!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the elder of Zuhuang Dynasty became more and more fierce, he rushed out suddenly, wanting to crush Chu Yun's head with one hand!

However, at this time, a powerful force came through and swept across the body of the elder of the Ancestral Desolate Dynasty, causing him to fall backwards with injuries. He did not know how many bones in his body were broken, and even he could feel the essence of life. is passing!
The power of a roar caused him to be injured, and the power of a blow nearly caused him to be seriously injured. The strength of the incoming person was simply too strong!
"Who is it!"

The expression of the elder of the Zuhuang Dynasty changed drastically. His powerful soul power swept across the world, but he still couldn't find that powerful warrior!
"It's the soul of Sword Saint Ling Tian!" The corner of Chu Yun's mouth was bleeding, the injuries on his body were horrific, murderous intentions spread across his body, and never died, constantly shattering his vitality.

What's more serious is that Chu Yun's foundation was destroyed and his cultivation base was abolished. This is the most terrifying thing. It can be said that the elders of the Zuhuang Dynasty wanted to completely abolish Chu Yun.

"Who am I? I don't know, I... who is it right now!" The mournful voice sounded, feeling somewhat lonely, with a touch of bitterness willing to sink into his own illusion.

"Buzz!"

In the sky, a force of space rises up. This is a crack in the void, which is pitch black, as if leading to a deep unknown realm!
"The power of space, the means of divine robbery? The cultivation base of divine robbery?!" A surprised voice sounded, and the elders of the Zuhuang Dynasty could no longer suppress their emotions. If you want to crush the void, you need a solid cultivation base, no tricks at all!
In the first realm of martial arts, after the cave ruins, there are Nirvana, Guixuan, Divine Tribulation, Almighty, Saint, as for the realm after the Saint, no one knows, it is an unknown realm, and no one has set foot in it for thousands of years. Pass!
Those who can use part of the power of space to open the gaps in the void can only be slightly touched if they have reached the realm of divine robbery!
The crack in the void suddenly covered Chu Yun, and at the same time, Chu Yun's figure became more and more blurred, as if he was about to be teleported somewhere.

"This person is about to run away, fellow Taoists, what are you waiting for, hurry up and kill this son, otherwise this son will ascend to the peak, and what awaits us will be a massacre!" said the elder of Zuhuang Dynasty with a pale face.

He was really scared at this time, no matter what price he paid, he would kill Chu Yun, even if he offended that supreme being in the Divine Tribulation Realm!
In his eyes, if that supreme being doesn't attack directly, it proves that Chu Yun's status is not that important, or that supreme being can't get out of his body to come forward, so he is not afraid!

"kill!"

The other three Nirvana-level elders gritted their teeth, and made a decisive move. Together, they blasted out a majestic force, intending to kill Chu Yun before he could completely teleport it out.

However, the power of the void is so powerful, the combined punch of the three elders in the nirvana realm was not enough to look at in front of the power of the void, and a large part of it collapsed in an instant.

"Buzz!"

The crack in the void suddenly closed. Chu Yun looked at the four Nirvana warriors, and said in a cold voice: "If I don't die, I will pay back twice as much in the future. This is a barren world, it's time to change!"

The cold voice lingered, but Chu Yun had already been teleported away, and no one knew where he was teleported, but there was no doubt that that boy hadn't fallen yet!

"Do you double the repayment? Your bloodline has been crippled, and your foundation has been destroyed. I see how you can double the repayment. It's nothing more than hiding behind the wilderness and living your life!" said the elder of the Zuhuang Dynasty in a cold voice.

After all, he clutched his seriously injured body and fled in the direction of the Ancestral Desolate Dynasty. What happened today is very unusual, and even involved a warrior who is suspected of being in the God Tribulation Realm. This is a big deal!

In Zhonghuang, not to mention the warriors in the realm of divine tribulation, there are not many warriors in the realm of nirvana. It can be said that warriors in the realm of divine calamity are rare existences, almost all of them are lingering on their last days, and they are almost not born!

After the ancestors of the Zuhuang Dynasty left, the three Nirvana-level warriors also left. They still had important matters to report to the sect. After all, it was not a good thing for a God-tribulation-level warrior to appear!
This battle has come to an end completely, and many fighters looked stunned. This battle really shocked them, and it also made them remember a warrior. That warrior is Chu Yun. Chu Yun in this battle is peerless. , Peerless in the world!

"Hey, the whole of Zhonghuang will know about this battle soon. The elders of the four superpowers can't deal with a young warrior. It seems that the face will be greatly damaged!" A warrior said with a smile.

"That's right, it will really hurt your face. The four Nirvana-level warriors made a move and returned in the end. I'm afraid it will make you laugh!" The voices of discussion continued.

After half a stick of incense, many warriors had all dispersed, and the huge land of all saints seemed a little quiet.

Xi Xiaoyue's watery eyes were full of sadness, she looked at the sky, her gaze fell into nothingness, and she murmured, "Old Ancestor, Chu Yun...has he escaped?"

"Perhaps!" The elder of Tianyan Sect sighed. Even if he had already escaped and Chu Yun's foundation was destroyed, it could be said that he could hardly make any progress in this life. Even if he survived, he would be just a lowly warrior after all!
"It doesn't matter if you run away, the Taoist foundation is destroyed, and you become a mortal. It's just that mortals don't have so many intrigues in their lives. The end of the years and the end of everything, this is also fate..." Xi Xiaoyue sighed, lingering in her heart. With a ray of sadness.

"This wind is a bit sad!" Xi Xiaoyue sighed, and left with her ancestors. The huge All Saints sect has a cool breeze, but the breeze still stays where it is, and has never passed away. .

In the Land of All Saints, a place called Jedi, a figure sat cross-legged on a mountain, he looked at nothingness, and sighed: "I still can't let go, but, what is illusion, and what is reality? "

It was the soul of Sword Saint Ling Tian who made the move. As the soul of Sword Saint Ling Tian, ​​he naturally didn't want to let the successor of the Eight Saints perish, so he came to help!
At this time, a beautiful figure floated over, the woman was so glamorous, as if she had stepped out of a painting, this woman was no stranger to Chu Yun, she was the woman in the ancient painting in the Sword Soul Pavilion, Sword Master Ling Tian Beauty!

"Ling Tian, ​​why are you worried?" The woman's voice was crisp.

"I don't know where the sorrow starts, and I don't know where it will end..." Ling Tian Sword Saint Yihun sighed, "What's the difference in this desert?"

"What's the difference? It's the same as before!" the woman replied.

"It's really the same as before..." Sword Master Ling Tian smiled, he raised his head and drank a pot of strong wine, and said, "It's just an old friend disturbing the dream, it's okay!"

(End of this chapter)