The meaning of covering the sky is supreme

Chapter 252 The Imminent Genocide
"Are you excited?" Chi Yang looked at the gold-plated phoenix wings in his hand, and suddenly smiled, "I know that a holy weapon can't show your supreme demeanor, don't worry, it will soon follow that green In the footsteps of the moon."

However, as his words fell, the gilt phoenix wings trembled even more violently, and even the gods in it were about to fully recover. If Chiyang hadn't held it tightly enough, it might have already left. .

"Because of you, countless souls have died. Now that you have appeared, what can you do, kill me? Ridiculous!" Chi Yang sneered, and the gilded phoenix wings pointed directly at Luo Tianchen.

However, as soon as his movement appeared, a figure suddenly appeared holding a magic pot exuding unimaginable aura, and smashed it directly at the gilt phoenix wing.

"Crack!"

A unique voice sounded, there was no due resistance, and there was no destructive power of the great saint. This great holy weapon that had chopped off dozens of holy soldiers was broken.

Under the tank, it seemed that any substance would be disintegrated and annihilated, even the gold-plated phoenix wings were no exception.

Under the emperor's soldiers, they are all ants, and there is no special difference between the so-called great sacred weapon and the king's weapon under the extreme way.

"Is it you..." Yi Qingwu was startled, the back was still so familiar, and still so straight.

"Go back and rest, leave it to me here, and I will give you an explanation, and give the dead person an explanation."

Luo Tianchen looked down at the crushed Chiyang, motionless, just looking at him like that, but endless cold air gushed out from his eyes, freezing the figure in the air directly.

This is not only physical, but also spiritual.

That is to say, Chiyang died, and his body, primordial spirit, and gilded phoenix wings that were broken into several pieces, all turned into ice sculptures and fell from the sky.

Chiyang's death seemed to be sensed, and the four ten thousand-foot-high Golden Crows that were raging in the distance suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the Taiqing Holy Land.

At this moment, the four great dharma phenomena collapsed directly, and the [-] golden crows turned into golden clouds again, and passed quickly from a distance.

With a sea-like killing aura, they broke apart the clouds in ten directions, annihilating thousands of miles of living beings, like a group of ruthless killing machines, where no grass grew.

"That is……"

Many people who survived stood up. They looked up at the sky. At the end, a man stood in the sky. He was wearing a pitch-black fairy clothes and held a fairy halberd. With long black hair flying around, standing alone in the clouds, it seems to have suppressed three thousand worlds!
This is a kind of majestic spirit that is naturally revealed. It seems that as long as he stands on the ground, the world will be calm and calm, and there will be no waves.

"Luo Tianchen...he's back..."

At this moment, many people trembled involuntarily. They couldn't describe their current mood. What kind of a man was that?

The [-] were also released. They came from another direction and joined the [-] Golden Crows, forming an unprecedented golden torrent.

This is too frightening, hundreds of thousands of golden crows are piled together, covering the sky and the sun, each person has a kind of blood and the sun's energy is soaring to the sky, just the fluctuating divine energy makes people breathless.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

At this moment, the sky collapsed, the clouds dissipated, and the clattering and clanging metal swords, and the killing spirit of a hundred thousand golden crows shocked everyone who saw it.

I hate it, but no one denies that the Golden Crow clan has been able to dominate the world for many years, and they really have this strength.

"kill!"

Luo Tianchen uttered a word softly, one person with one halberd, rushed towards the army of one hundred thousand, he wanted to give an explanation to the dead, and he also wanted to give an explanation to the living.

No one can tell what kind of man it is. Although he is tall, no one can see his figure. In the golden light that fills the sky, there is an ocean of divine power.

How many thousands of years has it been since such a big battle happened? One person fights one hundred thousand. This is a terrible number, even if the gods come, they will be powerless.

However, on the completely collapsed sky, figures kept falling, one after another, their corpses were intact, falling from the sky, and their ferocious faces with fear could still be vaguely seen.

However, when they fell to the ground, they instantly turned into kneeling ice sculptures.

A figure was shrouded in immortal light and chaos. He rushed into the army, his back straightened, and the halberd burning with immortal flames flew flying in his hand, freezing the figures that came one after another.

His steps were very steady, without any trembling, even in the midst of an army of one hundred thousand, he continued to move forward, as if nothing could stop him from moving forward.

"A real man, he should shake the world!" Taiyao stood beside Yi Qingwu, "You should let me block Chiyang."

"It doesn't matter whoever goes... You can kill those [-] Golden Crows, why did you let them go?"

"Brother Luo needs a battle, and the world also needs a belief." Taiyao looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, as if he saw his former brother and uncle. They were heroes of the world, but they died without hesitation.

It was a tragic era, and it was also an era with no hope in sight. No one remembered, and no one knew about it. Everything was buried in the long river of time. Perhaps, he should have disappeared along with that era full of sorrow. .

The battle is still going on, more and more people are watching, and more and more golden crows are frozen. They fall in a row, and land on the scorched ground, before the bloody corpses. The people watching are complicated.

They don't know what they think, the corpses everywhere, the bloody scorched earth, the broken mountains and rivers, it's like a reappearance of a picture scroll from the ancient times, which makes people extremely depressing.

No one spoke, and no one opened their mouths. They looked at the back that kept advancing. He looked like a god about to rise, and his momentum became more and more majestic. Invisibly, it seemed that the shackles were broken, and he became more detached.

"Form the grand ancestor formation again, burn the will of our clan, and Brahma will boil the sea!" You shouted with great power.

At this time, there were not many Golden Crows left, only less than [-]. After such a long time of killing, they themselves were numb.

That man is like an invincible god, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, so strong that it makes people fear and tremble.

Tens of thousands of Golden Crows roared, and a striped road lit up on the armor on their body surface. Suddenly, an ancient breath reappeared in the sky and the earth. The flame that could melt everything enveloped the remaining Golden Crow.

However, that man was fearless, he held the immortal halberd, ignored the formed pattern, and stepped directly into the golden crow phantom.

Killing, starting again, everyone who watched was numb, that man seemed to be born for war, and even the leader could not break through the pattern, but he entered it alone, not only ignoring the pattern, but also ignoring it. Sun fine fire.

No one could describe their state of mind, they looked dazed, watching tens of thousands of Golden Crows collapse.

They want to escape and open the domain gate, but since they entered that world, it has become an independent world, and everything has been blocked by a magic jar suspended high outside the domain.

"Luo Tianchen, you must die!" A powerful Golden Crow yelled, he understood that they were defeated, and the defeat was complete. Even though they had special armor, they could summon a ray of projection from the Great Saint Formation, but, They are still invincible.

This man will step on their bones and their dignity to achieve a myth.

Perhaps, from now on, their family will become the laughing stock of the world.

"My king will wash the human race with blood, kill everyone here, and avenge us!"

"We have the oldest noble blood flowing. You are destined to bear the flames of anger from our Golden Crow clan. It will come in ten days. It will burn the earth, burn the earth, and reappear the myth of our clan!"

"No, from now on, there will be no Golden Crow Clan on Ziwei Star!"

As a voice fell, a chaotic villain appeared between Luo Tianchen's eyebrows, holding a black sun with faint hair, blooming with endless holy power of the sun.

The world was darkened, and the coldness and dead silence became the eternal theme. There was no struggle or roar, everything was silent.

But after that silence, pieces of ice sculptures fell. They seemed to be caressed by invisible hands, and they were continuously displayed on the ground, kneeling there.

This is an indescribable scene. Hundreds of thousands of golden crows neatly spread over the scorched mountains and rivers. They knelt on the bloody ground and lowered their proud heads, as if they were repenting or making atonement.

(End of this chapter)