Peerless God of War

The heaven and earth roared, and the huge waves were constantly used by the ancient wind. The huge waves with terrorist power made the whole Fengyun platform tremble constantly, and there were a trace of cracks in the earth below. It can be seen how terrible the power is.

"Solid."

Dugu Qingtian also noticed this scene, whispered and made a decision in his hand. Suddenly, thousands of runes appeared and fell into the earth under the Fengyun platform, and the shaking ground was also stable.

"Bang."

Another huge wave turned up and smashed the sword awn stabbed by the ancient wind. His face was also a little pale. Obviously, the previous consumption was also very large.

"Ha ha, boy, die." seeing this scene, Mu Xiong's eyes were full of smiles, roared, his hands were sealed, and a wave of hundred feet waves rolled up and photographed it towards the ancient wind. This wave is very terrible, with a trace of the power of rules, making the void tremble.

"Hoo"

The ancient wind took a deep breath and his face was very dignified. His eyes also turned into black and white in an instant. A terrible smell of God and devil also slowly rose from the ancient wind.

"After this move, the victory and defeat will be divided." yuechen looked at the ancient wind, felt the spirit and devil breath on him, and said softly. He has seen the powerful martial arts of the ancient style, which is very terrible. I'm afraid it has gone beyond the category of Tianpin for a long time. The ancient style was used at this time, obviously to decide the outcome.

"Boom"

With the sound of the moon falling, the smell of gods and demons on Gu Feng's body surged, and six patterns of gods and Demons wound around his arm. Around him, there were virtual shadows of gods and demons, some of which were solemn and some looked ferocious. Some are full of fairy Qi, while others are full of magic Qi.

Looking at this scene, everyone was surprised, with a touch of terror in their eyes, and wanted to worship. The ghost shadows of gods and demons were all ghost shadows of gods and demons, and a terrible breath spread from him.

"The gods and Demons split the sky, pointing to the anger of the gods and demons."

The low voice of the ancient wind came, the thousands of gods and Demons around him roared together, countless spiritual powers gathered, and thousands of rainbow lights gathered around the ancient wind.

His fingers gently, the void trembled, the world was in turmoil, the endless void cracked, and a dark finger wrapped around the grain of gods and demons came down from the midpoint of the void.

This finger, which seems to be the finger of the Jedi, spreads with the threat of terror. With the roaring sound of the gods and demons, the gods and Demons split the sky finger. With the blessing of the patterns of the gods and demons, its power has reached a very terrible level.

"What a powerful martial art." Dugu Qingtian looked at the finger of God and devil from ancient times, and his face was shocked. It fluctuated, even if it was a heavy martial art in the soul state, he didn't dare to take it easily.

At the bottom, tens of thousands of disciples turned pale. This finger is too terrible. The cultivation of soul forging realm can't be stopped at all. Even the disciples of each peak have extremely dignified faces. It's hard for them to imagine that even if they are attacked by a seven fold martial arts cultivation in the soul forging realm, they have a feeling of heart trembling.

"Broken."

The low roar came, the dark giant finger surrounded by the gods and Demons fell, and the energy of the gods and Demons churned and swept out.

The blood color billow suddenly trembled, and then turned into countless blood beads, which completely turned into nothingness. And the finger of the God and devil, with extremely terrible power, pressed towards the Mu bear.

Looking at the magic finger that broke everything, Mu Xiong's crazy face also showed a look of panic.

"Damn it, how could such a thing happen and how could this thing still appear." the frightened scream came from Mu Xiong's body. This time, it was not mu Xiong, but the voice of the blood devil. It was obvious that he was deeply afraid of the finger of God and devil.

Dugu Qingtian's face could not help freezing. He looked at Mu Xiong. To be exact, it should be the ghost of the blood devil in his body. Obviously, he knew the origin of this martial arts.

In his heart, he wondered who the martial arts that could make the blood demons who once shocked the whole Tianxuan domain produce this fear emotion came from.

"I admit defeat."

Unable to bear the terrible pressure, Mu Xiong fell to the ground and opened his mouth in horror.

At this time, Dugu Qingtian also waved his hand, and the space split and swallowed up the black giant finger.

"Win?!" Lei Hu and others were stunned, and then shouted in surprise. Although Mu Xiong's cultivation, which was defeated by the ancient wind this time, was suppressed in the seven levels of soul forging realm, everyone knows that even if the cultivation is suppressed, the strength of those who are strong in soul condensing realm is not comparable to that of ordinary soul forging realm. However, the ancient style can still be defeated, which shows how strong his strength is.

The tens of thousands of disciples were also amazed at the pale ancient style. Although he was very weak because of his powerful martial arts, no one dared to underestimate the ancient style. Because they all knew that if Dugu Qingtian hadn't shot at last, Mu Xiong would have been blown to pieces.

Tongchuan and others were pale, because they all knew that they would have been defeated long ago. The reason why ancient customs did not accept their challenge before is to humiliate them. And now, this slap in the face is really loud. At least that way is not the eyes that come over, but with a look of schadenfreude.

The current ancient style has the strength that makes the strong people in the condensed soul realm fear. If they break through the condensed soul realm, I'm afraid even the three or four martial arts cultivation in the condensed soul realm may not be his opponent.

A few people looked at each other and left here in dismay. If they continued to stay, they would only be more humiliated

The ancient wind fell on the wind and cloud platform and turned pale. Just now, the opportunity consumed all his spiritual power. Even if he had such an anti heaven skill as life and death, it was difficult to supplement it for a while.

"Go to hell."

At this time, Mu Xiong, who had already fallen to the ground and begged for mercy, flashed a color of resentment in his eyes, suddenly burst, and the blood devil soul eating knife in his hand was thrown out in an instant, turned into a blood light and stabbed at the ancient wind.

"Wow"

There was an uproar at the scene. Obviously, they didn't expect that Mu Xiong would do such a thing at this time.

It's just ancient wind. Judging from the current situation, he can't escape this knife at all.

"Ancient wind, be careful." yuechen and others roared with great changes in their faces. The blue water was also pretty. A cold color flashed on their faces. Their body turned into a green light and rushed towards the ancient wind. At the same time, a violent breath broke out from her, and an attack roared towards the Mu bear.