Sword ancestor

Chapter 399 Killing the Enemy Continuously!

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The eldest prince of the Tianpeng Clan is a late bloomer, but his state of mind cultivation is the highest among the younger generation, and even many of the older generation's powerhouses, there are not many people who can compare with him in terms of state of mind. At this moment, he spoke calmly, and the young soul clan suddenly felt a slight change in his mind. , The laws belonging to the soul path were actually shaken by this person, and there was a feeling of unstable mood.

Soul Dao, the most important state of mind, is even more powerful than Illusion Dao. It directly reaches the depths of the soul. Without the strength of the state of mind, it is impossible to control such power. Now, it is shaken by the eldest prince of the Tianpeng clan. A bad start, if it continues to grow, it will be a great threat.

The soul boy's face was not very good-looking, and he said, "Say, should I make a move now?"

"You don't have that chance."

The eldest prince of the Tianpeng clan opened his mouth, and the power of heaven belonging to Qi Tian had already descended. The power of heaven belonging to two different races was incompatible with each other, and the power of heaven belonging to the youth of the soul clan was immediately repelled. The eldest prince of the Peng clan is no longer restrained.

"Qi Tian, ​​what have you done to me, why can't my body recover!"

The youth of the Lei clan who had been cut into a human stick roared loudly, and the thunder was like a waterfall, rushing to the distance, one after another, the mountains collapsed and turned into dust, his flesh and blood were stirred into endless time and space, and he did not exist in this world. It can't be recovered either. At this moment, the blood is flowing like a river, washing down from the [-]-zhang sacred mountain. From a distance, it looks like a purple-gold divine waterfall, with a kind of desolate beauty.

Thirty-thousand-foot sacred mountain, with purple air like smoke, ten thousand strands of auspicious clouds, and thousands of paths falling down, but under such a fighting spirit, they were stirred up one after another and gathered into a huge torrent, which became a pillar of essence, and rushed straight into this ancient world. The chaotic sky of Demon Realm.

Taoist Qinghua is dressed in a gray robe. His black hair is like ink, and his eyes are deep, like a deep pool without seeing the bottom. This is a figure that surpasses the half-emperor. , into the realm of Daoist.

The Lei Clan youth roared loudly, but Qi Tian didn't let him have a chance to make noise anymore. The Hualong Sword was strangled down like a real dragon, and the edge belonging to time and space mixed into a rudimentary torrent of time and space, drowning it all .

Disappears!

The ancient hundreds of clans, the sons of the Lei clan fell again, vanished into thin air, and got involved in the edge of time and space, and their souls flew away, and they no longer existed in this world of time and space, and there was no next life, and they lost the chance to reincarnate and awaken the true spirit. Completely dead.

Qi Tian Treading, his body was stained with blood and fire, his green shirt was hunting, and his black hair was shining like a sword, clanging and clanging, piercing emptiness, immortality, transcending all sword intent rising, Locked on the scarlet Fengzu from afar.

The palm-sized scarlet Phoenix Ancestor shuttled back and forth like a bolt of lightning, the Phoenix Heavenly Ancestor and the eldest prince of the Shenlin Clan were completely suppressed, and the Shenhuang Heavenly Furnace was shaking, like a huge heaven and earth oven, trying to refine everything, but Unable to stop Feng Zu's attack, every time he made a move, it seemed as if he had penetrated from the ancient times, and Qi Tian vaguely felt a breath of counting breaths.

Belonging to the aura of the ancient prehistoric, this is an aura that surpasses the barbaric, which is rare in modern times, possesses various divine powers, and is endless.However, at the moment when Qi Tian's sword intent was locked on, that Fengzu was startled suddenly, retreated hundreds of feet, his pale golden eyes stared at Qi Tian with some doubts, and said: "What kind of sword intent is this, why have I never seen it before? It's definitely not Nine Suns Sword Intent, what kind of avenue is hidden, who are you!"

Qi Tian was silent, he walked like a dragon and a tiger, every step seemed to be on the track of the Tao, all kinds of heavenly charms and endless Tao sounds sounded, this is a kind of majestic state, the [-]% perfect law of yin and yang, The power that belongs to the root of the Dao is enough to control everything, control everything, and destroy everything.

In the distance, the 36 princes of the Golden Crow Clan, Emperor Jun, continued to attack, and the Emperor Crow Sword was as bright as a rainbow, imprinting a vision of ten days spanning the sky, as if returning to the ancient times, the ten emperors of the Golden Crow Clan roamed wildly, an extremely domineering sword The momentum, which contains the majestic power from the emperor's blood, is slowly and completely stimulated.

Clang!
The Huangwu sword collided with a crystal white finger, and huge sparks burst out, as if an ancient star field collapsed, the stars fell and fell to the earth, mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers, lakes and seas dried up, and Dijun coughed loudly. The blood retreated eight hundred feet, and his eyes showed disbelief. It was hard to imagine what kind of force it was that easily shattered his sword light, even the power belonging to the Half Emperor was useless.

Taoist Qinghua's pupils contracted, revealing an unbelievable look. The young Taoist's supernatural powers had already exceeded his imagination, and he didn't try his best at all.

"how is this possible!"

The eight true disciples all showed horror, even if they were all half-emperor figures, they would definitely not be able to achieve such a level at this moment. They dare not take Di Jun's sword lightly, and must go all out .

"What realm have you reached!"

Di Jun spoke in a deep voice, his eyes were focused, and he wanted to imprint the young Taoist's form and spirit into the depths of his eyes, but he couldn't take shape, as if he didn't belong to this time and space. Unable to be branded, both form and spirit collapsed, unable to be detected, such a near-immortal state was fully displayed from the young Taoist priest at this moment, and it shocked everyone all at once.

"I haven't felt your emperor's breath, you haven't stepped into the emperor's realm yet!"

Qi Tian opened his mouth, and he looked at the young Taoist priest. This so-called innate Taoist body is not simple. He met once at Qingzu's ancestral grave, and after life and death, he beheaded countless times. If it wasn't for Qingzu Yuwei who hurt him even the slightest bit, Qi Tian couldn't imagine whether he could have escaped the catastrophe back then.

The young Taoist looked at Qi Tian, ​​for some reason, he always had an inexplicable hostility in his heart, as if this person was his eternal enemy, with an insoluble hatred.

"You want to be my enemy!"

The young Taoist priest opened his mouth with serious eyes. The red phoenix ancestor landed on his shoulders, and his small eyes showed suspicion. He knew the heart of the young Taoist priest well. It's hard to see, but once serious, it shows that this person has received his utmost attention.

"What do you say?"

Qi Tian opened his mouth, but did not reveal everything. The Void Demon Wheel still existed in his dantian Qihai. At first, it swallowed a strand of True Dragon blood, a strand of Tianpeng blood, and a strand of Heaven Phoenix blood. The Clan Fierce Emperor absorbed another ray of white tiger blood, which was only short of the power of four bloodlines, and seemed to be consummated, but Qi Tian couldn't see through it, what was hidden in the void demon wheel, maybe when the eight bloodlines were completely gathered, can be uncovered.

At this moment, the young Taoist priest looked at Qi Tian fixedly. He was extremely cautious. This was an unprecedented change. Blood, watching coldly, only the eldest prince of the Taotie tribe and Long Zhan are still fighting.

The young man in the purple shirt of the Shenyin tribe is like a blood man, every inch of his body is stained with blood. Under the iron fist of Long Zhan, he has no power to fight back. The source of fire is burning, and the red haze wraps around his body. The next moment, Long Zhan With a roar, the dragon chant soared into the sky, as if an ancient real dragon had reappeared in the world, the vast real dragon aura surged, he punched out, the source of fire condensed, turned into a river of original fire, majestic washed away, and the Zishan Youth overwhelmed.

"You dare to kill me! You still dare to kill me!"

The purple shirt youth vomited blood, his body finally collapsed, and the source of fire burned, even the power of heaven could not stop it. An extreme power, if it was the source of heaven, it would naturally be ignored at all, but the mere power of heaven is still unstoppable Invasion of the source.

After three breaths, all the screams disappeared, and the purple-shirted youth of the Shenyin clan fell!

Long Zhan's eyes also fell on the young Taoist priests. This is a kind of oppression. Qi Tian, ​​Huang Tianzu, the eldest prince of the Shenlin tribe, Long Zhan, and even the eldest prince of the Chaos tribe who came here at this time, each of them has combat power. Shocking, after transformation, reached a peak level.

Only the eldest prince of the Taotie clan is left, fighting against the young people of the Shattering clan, the Dao of Shattering destroys, the Dao of Devouring devours everything, the two mighty laws collide, Shattering is swallowed, Devouring is destroyed, a war of equal power, bloody and fighting spirit .

"I destroy everything, destroy everything, destroy the spear!"

The young man of the Destroyer Clan began to kill. He sensed the fall of several auras in his mind, and he no longer held back his hand. A pitch-black spear of Destruction was full of aura of destruction. The body of the spear was like black gold. A single divine pattern is incomplete, but it exudes a perfect breath.

Destruction is not complete, incompleteness is perfection.

A high-ranking imperial soldier, as soon as he appeared, showed an astonishing coldness, the spear blade was sharp, branded with blood, and the young man of the Destroyer Clan hit the spear with his hands, and the law of Destruction spread, roared, and condensed on the spear.

The void was shattered, and a torrent of space was opened up. The power of space, driven by the law of destruction, swept towards the eldest prince of the Taotie clan.

"Spear of Destruction, I have been waiting for it!"

The eldest prince of the Taotie tribe laughed loudly, and he immediately manifested his original shape. The body of the hundred-foot-foot gluttony was crawling like a hill. The spear and the torrent of space rushed into it at once, and there were bursts of muffled thunder, and the eldest prince of the Taotie clan groaned, and a black jade-like divine light floated on his body. He could no longer sense the breath of the God of Destruction Spear.

"Swallow the Dao, swallow it for me, refine it, and promote it!"

The eldest prince of the Taotie tribe roared, the aura on his body surged like a tsunami, rising steadily.

(End of this chapter)