Mysterious Taixu God Emperor

Attack and kill!

Crocodile ancestor wailed frantically, his voice was hoarse and harsh, like a ghost in the abyss, the huge palm print exuded an extremely terrifying coercion, destroying the dead, and seemed to collapse everything.

The huge metal scales all over his body vibrated wildly, collapsed, and the blood dripped down like a waterfall, dyeing a large area of ​​land red, making a sizzling sound, and the holy power in it was constantly boiling.

How could Crocodile Ancestor think that this old man was so terrifying.

Even a saint king cannot possess such terrifying power!

"how could it be possible!!"

But he didn't know that Lin Wudao had already participated in the good fortune, and his strength had exceeded the peak of the saint king by a lot, but because Sheng Xiao's cultivation path was blocked, the realm had not reached the level of the great saint.

He has now obtained ten years of life, and ten years of life may seem insignificant in his realm, but in his view it is the capital he has obtained. With his current strength and the ten years of life as the foundation, He has the confidence to continue on the next path.

He can now completely break through to the Great Sacred Realm on this ancient star.

But he didn't.

On Shengxiao, he was trapped in the realm of Saint King for more than [-] years, and in the end, he was so helpless that he wanted to cut the Taoist method and continue his life.

He was unwilling, and he was holding a breath in his heart.

He must break the shackles of Sheng Xiao, otherwise the long-cherished wish in his heart will be difficult to quell.

After two thousand years of accumulation, he is now confident that he can cut everything.

And now, even if he has not reached the realm of the Great Sage, he is enough to shake the Great Sage with his solid background!

The huge palm print forcibly pushed the crocodile ancestor back into the seal. The crocodile ancestor collapsed and the huge bones were exposed. The seal on the first layer of the eighteenth hell has been lifted. Reissue the seal.

On the ancient star of Yingzhuo, it has returned to calm again, only the cracked earth and the demon blood that is like a river that is constantly gathering proves that there was an earth-shattering holy-level battle here.

The people behind looked at the back of Lin Wudao's stalwart, and their hearts were already shocked. Such a terrifying existence is really daunting. It is hard to imagine that an old man who is about to die will be such a heaven and earth... God ?

With a snap of the fingers, the sky and the earth are torn apart, and the footsteps are walking in the void, and the mountains and rivers are crumbling in anger, and they do not move like a mountain.

This existence is the god of the legend.

Is there really a god in this world?

Ye Fan was already shocked at this moment.

But Lin Wudao turned his head slowly, revealing only a pair of divine eyes, which were like deep pools of cold water, but there were countless stars disillusioned above the waves, and it seemed that a wonderful world was bred during this period.

Let countless people go crazy.

"You can inherit my Taoism, follow the Nine Dragons to pull the coffin, and go to that side of the world."

Chapter [-] Taixu Holy Land!

The old man's voice was like a judgment from the gods, and there was a magical power that drove Ye Fan's heart.

"From now on, you can call me Master, this is a splendid purple energy, on that ancient star, people of the same generation bully you, it is useless for you, but if the older generation gathers to attack it, it can be urged Move this primordial purple qi, and I will come down and wipe out everything."

Lin Wudao's voice carried unparalleled dominance and self-confidence, touching Ye Fan's heartstrings, making him fascinated, if he could have such terrifying power...

"What should we do?" Although Crocodile Ancestor was defeated, they were still in this ruined ancient star. If they couldn't escape, they couldn't escape death.

"Go back to Kowloon to pull the coffin." Ye Fan's voice was firm.

Everyone was slightly stunned.

But they also all went to Kowloon to pull the coffin.

Yingying light flickered above the Kowloon La Coffin.

Lin Wudao raised his hand, and a beam of light poured into the colorless altar.

Immediately back away.

Looking at the back of Lin Wudao's stalwart, Ye Fan, who was about to enter the Nine Dragons Coffin, clenched his fists slightly and nodded heavily.

"Send me back to Shengxiao." Lin Wudao had no waves in the ancient well, the stars in his eyes were disillusioned, and the bright eyes seemed to wipe out everything.

A ray of light flashed past, and Lin Wudao's body suddenly disappeared in place.

Shengxiaoxing is extremely strange, it seems to be bound by some force, not only was he slashed along the way of cultivation, but all the outside space is extremely solid, as if the space is blocked by someone, even the saint king or even the great saint can't across the void.

However, the system that Lin Wudao obtained through the evolution of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, known as the foundation of the Great Dao, could break this shackle in an instant.

This makes Lin Wudao also amazed.

Saint Xiaoxing is a big star with a vast territory and vast expanse.

But at this moment, war is raging in Zhongzhou.

There is no other reason.

The Holy Land of Taixu has already decayed, its pillars have collapsed, the Taixu God King has not been born for so long, and many great experts have speculated that a generation of God Kings may have been incarnated.

Therefore, whether it is the Eastern Region, Ximo, or the Holy Land of the Great Religion in the Northern Wilderness, nearly half of the troops are sent to attack it.

They continue to obliterate the background of the Taixu Holy Land. The current Taixu Holy Land is no longer the glory of the past. He has dominated the Holy Sky for two thousand years, only because of that generation of God Kings, the merits and creations are invincible in the world.

Nowadays, the powerhouses of the Taixu Holy Land do not appear, and geniuses die prematurely. They can only rely on the ancient soldiers who survived in the Taixu Holy Land. They were later refined by the Taixu God King and added to the Taixu Dao, and turned into Taixu. print.

It is difficult to be captured with this imperial army to resist and support it.