Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 511 Invincible
With the might of the holy soldier, Ziying shakes with the ancestor of the heavens, and the energy turns into a huge circle of light, which spreads around. Even though the ancient battlefield is unimaginably strong, it seems that it cannot bear this terrible destructive power at this moment. After being broken, it sank hundreds of feet in an instant. The two undead creatures just broke free from the mysterious stone tablet and the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers.

Tianfan and the others have retreated for hundreds of miles, but they can still feel the supreme divine power that destroys the world. The ancestor of the Celestial Clan looked indifferent, with his hands on his back, he stared at the front. In that direction, Ziying looked very Smart, with fluttering clothes, like a fairy descending on the mortal world, with the Mietian Sword in his hand, the blazing golden glow pierced people's eyes.

"This……"

Bing Yan was in the eighth heaven at the end of the immortal, and he was very shocked at this moment. He knew how terrifying the old man standing in front of him was. He had already stepped into the ninth small step of the immortal millions of years ago. It is the ancestor-level powerhouse of the Celestial Clan, coercing nine heavens and ten earths, it is difficult to find opponents, invincible glory, but now it is suppressed by a purple poppy from the seventh heaven of immortality.

"As expected of the Supreme Soldier!"

The ancestor of the Celestial Clan looked indifferent and frightening. He was a super existence in ancient times, invincible to all heavens and myriad worlds. Landing down from the sky, the ancestor of the celestial world protruded a huge palm, and the devilish energy surged on it, as if protruding from the Nine Nether Hell. Although he was old, his blood energy frightened everyone here. The ground rushed up, shattering an ancient star above the sky.

"boom……"

The world was shaken, the world was shattered and reborn, and after rebirth, it was shattered again. The universe changed, and all the prehistoric visions were staged. In the distance, Tian Fan's eyes shone with strange brilliance. Looking at the central area, Mie Tianjian and him The source of life is connected together, so even if he is far away, he can clearly feel all the movements on the battlefield.

"It's time to do it..." Tian Fan whispered, a soft light flashed in his eyes.

"Hee hee, it really is a good baby..."

Ziying's voice full of joy came from the central battlefield. The Mietian Sword emitted an incomparably bright golden holy light for the first time, and an incomparably terrifying holy power came out. The face of the ancestor of the heavens changed wildly for the first time. It simply didn't match. He felt the threat of death, and moved his hands quickly, forming mysterious and mysterious immemorial god seals. All the order of the world moved, buzzing, and the origin of the world surged out.

"cut!"

Ziying whispered, the Mietian sword was pressed down, and the holy level fluctuations enveloped the entire ancient battlefield. The transcendent cultivation base of the seventh heaven of immortals, with Ziying's cultivation level, used the Mietian sword to control the peak of the holy soldier. The formidable power was manifested, as strong as the ancestor of the heavens also changed color, and the chain of order outside his body was cut to pieces in the first time, leaving a deep sword mark on his left shoulder.

"Cut the supreme being of the ninth heaven of heaven!" Everyone in the distance changed color, and the eyes of the demon flickered violently.

This is the power of the peak holy soldier, controlled in Ziying's hands, enough to sweep away all existence under the saint. She is invincible, with a single swing of the sword, the heavens and the earth are shattered, and the endless overlapping space is chopped into pieces. A sword energy penetrates the chest of the ancestor of the Celestial Clan at a speed exceeding the limit of the streamer, leaving a transparent blood hole in front and back.

The first ancestor of the Celestial Clan is high above the sky, his cultivation is astonishing as the past, and now he is pierced by a sword. Even if he is as strong as him, he has no choice but to be furious. However, he just raised his hand, and another sword that greeted him has already slashed over. The golden Saint-level sword energy breaks through all obstacles, no power of law, no chain of order, even the origin of the world is useless, a sword is sacrificed, and all directions are destroyed.

"How about old man, with your combat power, you are not my opponent at all, unless there is a saint coming from your heavenly clan!"

Zi Ying said, she doesn't like the people of the Celestial Clan, even if they are as kind as her, and purer than white paper, but if all the clansmen are wiped out, she can't stand it, this is a great enmity. The figures of those people appeared in front of her eyes again, and her figure became more ethereal, with the Mie Tian Sword floating above her head, she rushed directly towards the ancestor of the Celestial Clan.

"destroy!"

The ancestor of the Celestial Clan drank coldly, his whole body was bloody, and he swung a punch of destruction forward. The strength of his physical body was terrifying to a certain extent. This is the power that can destroy the world. With a wave of her palm, the sky was filled with golden sword energy for a moment. She used the Mietian Sword to cast No. 20 four swords, and she was enveloped by this supreme sword energy within a thousand miles. The holy sword was alive, and she felt it Her mood immediately emitted a bright holy light, and the sword light tore apart the sky.

"puff……"

The blood spurted wildly, dyeing the sky red, the big hand of the ancestor of the heavens was cut off directly, and the blood flowed into the pillar, as if it was pouring rain. Blood, and the space is constantly annihilated, enough to imagine what kind of power is contained in that body.

"Ancestor!" Bing Yan was about to go crazy, not daring to accept what was in front of him. The invincible ancestor was actually lost, and an arm was cut off.

"go!"

The ancestor of the Celestial Clan drank coldly, his eyes flickered with a cold light, and he already knew that Ziying, who controlled the holy soldiers, was indeed not something he could defeat, because Ziying and his cultivation base were only separated by two. It's just a small realm. With such a cultivation level to control Mietian Sword, the Celestial Immortal-level divine power can't break through that layer of holy soldier's defensive barrier.

He is the kind of old antique that has lived for millions of years, a living fossil-level existence, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with retreating, and his expression is always indifferent.

"That can't be done, Xiao Tiantian said, half of your life will be cut off!"

Zi Ying said, blocking the front in an instant, she had no intention of letting the ancestor of the heaven go, no matter how kind and simple she was, she knew that this was the enemy of the human race, and the Mietian Sword unceremoniously cut out hundreds of swords Gang, this is not an ordinary power, it is enough to instantly tear apart a strong man from the seventh heaven of heaven, because this is the essence sword energy emitted by a holy soldier, and it is definitely not something that ordinary strong men can contend with.

The ancestor of the Celestial Clan had just torn open a space, but was pierced by sword energy in an instant, and in the other direction, a mysterious ancient corpse appeared, with a green light, exuding the breath of death, and punched down with a powerful punch, how powerful the supreme-level corpse was. He smashed the Xuanyu platform to pieces.

"You guys! Very good!" Two icy lights shot out from the pupils of the ancestors of the Celestial Clan, and the Xuanyu Terrace was torn apart. It would not be that simple for them to return to the Celestial Realm.

"I've said it before, destroy all the strong men you send, and half your life will be cut off!"

The mysterious ancient corpse suddenly opened his mouth to speak, and his eyes became a little brighter. Tian Fan entered it with a trace of divine sense. At this moment, he felt the terrifying power contained in this body, which was deeper than Gao Tian, ​​and stronger than that of Gao Tian. The sea is even more vast, and for some reason, he felt that it was not difficult for his divine power to control this body, but he was completely familiar with it in an instant, as if he was controlling his own body.

"You are..." Zi Ying blinked her big eyes, then suddenly covered her small mouth slightly, and said, "Xiao Tian Tian, ​​why did you go in there!"

"I'll fight with you!" Tianfan said, and Ziying laughed at that moment.

"I'll fight you!" Bing Yan roared, and rushed directly to the mysterious ancient corpse.

"It's you who's waiting!"

Tian Fan sneered, not afraid at all, controlling this supreme body at this moment, he felt that he could really smash Gao Tian with one punch, and the terrifying power contained in it made him unable to help but scream up to the sky, and the ancient corpse actually emanated Nine Colors of Light, the divine power in the corpse flowed more smoothly, as if revived, he punched down half of Bing Yan's body on the spot, smashing half of Bing Yan's body, and the bright red blood stained a large area of ​​the ancient battlefield.

On the other side, Ziying is holding the Heaven Extinguishing Sword, with a mighty [-] miles of holy power. The holy aura and the light of destruction coexist. The gap between saints and immortals is fully reflected. The sky's unrivaled cultivation base spurred the Mietian sword, and the fiery holy sword energy forced the ancestor of the heaven to dodge again and again.

"This... Is this Shuailong dreaming? The supreme powerhouse was completely suppressed, and unexpectedly... he was powerless to fight back." Long Ma murmured.

"boom!"

"It hurts, I poked it, your second uncle, why did you hit your master Ma!" Long Ma said viciously at the Son of the Demon Palace.

"By the way, if it hurts, it means it's not a dream. Don't thank me, we are good people!"

"I..." Long Ma was so angry that he wanted to bite him.

(End of this chapter)