Fantasy: Let You Be The Patriarch, And You Mass-Produce The Great Emperor?

"you!!"

"How dare you!"

Chang Qiudao and the other two Zifu Realm powerhouses were enraged immediately, and the murderous intent almost condensed into reality, causing the surrounding temperature to drop to freezing cold.

"kill him!"

Chang Qiudao snarled, and joined forces with the other two cultivators from the Sixth Stage of the Purple Mansion to encircle and kill them.

All of a sudden, Magic Treasures appeared frequently, and Spiritual Qi divine lights criss-crossed, overwhelmingly attacking and killing Mu Shenchuan.

Mu Shenchuan's complexion did not change, the golden Yuanhai inside his body roared with fury, and thunder and lightning blared together, manifesting an astonishing vision.

This is the appearance of pushing one's mighty power to the extreme.

His whole body was like a pillar of energy and blood, and his whole body exuded golden light, like a golden God of War descending.

The divine fist that contained terrifying power was continuously swung, colliding with the overwhelming offensive.

Boom!

Boom!

The earth trembled, and the ancient trees wailed.

Terrifying energy splashed ripples in the void.

The fierce attack from those Magic Treasures was blasted by Mu Shenchuan's punch, and it was shattered into countless auras and dissipated.

In just half a stick of incense time, the four of them have fought for hundreds of rounds.

But the real people in Lingxu Cave became more and more frightened.

The physical strength of this person is rare in the world.

Not to mention being able to shake Magic Treasures Divine Armament with bare hands.

With one against three, you can still not lose the wind!

Could it be that some kind of supreme constitution fails?

Shocked, Chang Qiu Dao heart stopped fighting fiercely, and raised his hand to summon a sky blue spirit sword. The blade exhaled extremely cold icy air, which seemed to be able to freeze everything in the world.

"Nine chopping waves!"

With a loud shout from him, the sharp Sword Qi burst out from his body.

One after another, one is stronger than the other!

It seems to be an extremely advanced Martial Skill, at least at the Earth level!

What's more, when Sword Qi attacked in a vertical and horizontal direction, it turned into nine ice dragons, with their bloody mouths open, and devoured towards Mu Shenchuan!

"Magic Treasures!"

Mu Shenchuan recognized that it was a pseudo-beast form transformed by Magic Treasures, and it was astonishingly powerful.

In the next second, his pitch-black eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and the air of chaos flowed through his whole body in an instant, entangled in his fist, and fell towards the nine ice dragons with a bang.

Boom!

Boom!

As soon as the air of chaos invaded, the Magic Treasures spirituality contained in the ice dragon was wiped out, and it was reduced to an ordinary Sword Qi slash.

Under the wind of fists, they were smashed to pieces.

"How can it be!"

"What kind of spell is this?"

"It can destroy spiritual matter!"

Chang Qiudao was terrified, and looked down, the blade of the Extremely Cold Ice Flood Sword was trembling, and the spirit of the weapon let out bursts of wailing.

And at the moment when he left the battlefield, Mu Shenchuan saw the opportunity and stepped forward, punching one of the Zifu cultivators.

Click!

The Magic Treasures on the latter's chest were shattered on the spot, and the terrifying force directly knocked his figure down from the sky, and fell to the ground at high speed like a meteor, smashing out a huge sunken pit.

Under this strike, the Zifu cultivator's internal organs were all shattered, and he was spitting out pieces of internal organs, obviously seriously injured and dying.

Chang Qiudao's complexion changed, he gritted his teeth suddenly and unleashed a mysterious force, the temperature in Fang Yuan's tens of miles suddenly dropped.

He raised his hand and shot a blue beam of light, freezing the body of the purple mansion cultivator, thus delaying his passing vitality.

But in the next second, something shocking happened.

I saw that the latter had just been frozen, and a series of dark and mysterious forces sprang out of his body.

It seems to be able to devour everything and destroy Wanfa, extremely domineering.

Completely ignoring the freezing effect, he directly annihilated his vitality and turned into an ice corpse.

"Overreaching."

The corner of Mu Shenchuan's mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

After fighting for so long, he still can't see that Chang Qiudao has the power of Artistic Conception of Ice, he is an idiot.

The previous punch had already invaded his body with chaotic energy, shattering all his vitality!

Bing, after all, is Little Doyle!

It is difficult to resist the power of chaos!

"Who are you!"

Another fellow disciple died in front of him, Dao Chang Qiu's eyes were about to burst, and he said angrily.

"Just as you know."

"It's just a small family patriarch who can be easily destroyed."

Mu Shenchuan's expression was cold, but the fierce offensive between his words did not stop at all. He waved his golden fist and kept attacking.

The two who beat them retreated steadily, and with the remaining strength from the trembling alone, the other real Zifu's mouth was bleeding, and it was difficult to hold on.

Boom!

Boom!

After dozens of rounds passed, the sixth-stage cultivator in the purple mansion was blasted by Mu Shenchuan's punch, turning into a bloody mist.

Only Chang Qiudao was left struggling to support.

But he knew that he couldn't last too long.

The fighting power of this man in front of him is simply outrageous.

The body is unparalleled.

The law breaks everything.

The Realm of Zifu is invincible!

Finally, in a tragic scream.

A generation of Lingxu Dongtian Head Teacher, both body and spirit are destroyed!

Mu Shenchuan stepped out of the blood rain like a god of destruction, which made people shudder.

At this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly resounded in his sea of ​​consciousness...