Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

With that kind of power, it seems that even the heaven and the earth are a little humble in front of him, and it is difficult to suppress this person.

"This is... the martial arts of the ancient martial ancestors?"

The world was silent, and there was a voice that suddenly sounded.

The voice was horrified and difficult to calm down, resounding through the dead world, it was so ear-piercing.

Only those who have cultivated to the sky and have great fortune can summon a ray of energy in the dark from the long river of time and space when the martial arts and martial arts taught by them are displayed.

The power of such martial arts and martial arts can really shake the world and go against the sky!

For those who created this kind of martial arts and martial arts, even the Dao of Heaven can hardly erase their traces.

Therefore, even if it is just a ray of energy, it is definitely not something that Mozu Cannian can handle.

The founder of the Demon Spirit Sect, although he is known as the ancestor of the devil, he is not the real ancestor of the devil after all.

Even if he was alive, he couldn't compare with this ray of energy.

The devil's face was pale, and he was panicked and helpless in his heart. Looking at the blurred figure, his lips trembled, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but worship that figure.

Yue Qiluo was also horrified, obviously she didn't expect Ye Fan to have such a powerful foundation.

"Looks like I'll be more careful in the future." Yue Qiluo swallowed, her voice bitter.

Uncle Jiu, who was inexplicably shocked, heard the words, glanced at Yue Qiluo, did not speak, and continued to look at the sky.

"How is it possible? What kind of shit luck did you have, kid? Where did you get such martial arts?"

Not only were everyone shocked and terrified, even the Demon Ancestor was dazed and a little dazed.

Looking at the blurred figure in the void, my heart was filled with horror, and I couldn't help screaming, my voice was broken, and my originally dry voice seemed even harsher.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan ignored it, and didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party.

Exercising this kind of martial skill is already exhausting, and with the addition of a ten-fold increase, it will consume even more energy. After a long time, he can't bear it.

Under the horrified or shocking gazes of the crowd, the vague figure moved slightly.

He slowly gave birth to the ancient and vicissitudes of the palm, as if he could control the world, and he patted it lightly, and the world collapsed.

The ancient palm flew out lightly, covering the sky with one hand.

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Afterwards, in the pupils of the Demon Ancestor, it rapidly enlarged like a wheat awn, and slowly patted on the flying blood awn.

"Crack!"

When the two collided, the heavens and the earth should have collapsed, and the explosion made a loud noise that shook the sky.

However, this is not the case, the world is still dead silent.

The terrifying boundless blood light was torn apart like a mirror, and it collapsed in the blink of an eye under the horrified eyes of the Demon Ancestor.

The crisp sound slowly lingered and rippled above the sky.

Whether friend or foe, all of them forgot to breathe, their expressions were terrified, and they were stunned.

I saw that under the ancient and vicissitudes of the giant palm, the blood light that condensed the full strength of the demon ancestor was enough to kill the golden core, and even slightly weaker the powerful attack of the Nascent Soul.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, without the power to fight back, it quickly collapsed.

Like fireworks exploding in the sky, fire trees and silver flowers floated all over the world.

The destructive, swift and fierce posture is enough to see the horror of Xingyao's martial arts.

"Pfft!"

Seeing himself hit with all his strength, he was violently crushed by the opponent.

Mo Zu's remnant thoughts were unstable, and immediately fluctuated violently, and his whole body began to crack, with dense spider-like cracks appearing.

His aura instantly languished, obviously suffering from backlash.

"So strong..."

Mozu Cannian watched this scene in disbelief, but he was unable to do so.

He didn't even care about the cracks on his body, and he couldn't figure out why such a tyrannical martial skill was created by that martial immortal in ancient times.

Could it be created by a certain martial arts sage or even that martial ancestor in ancient times?

With a lot of thoughts, the Demon Ancestor was terrified and set off a huge wave, making it difficult to calm down.

"This kid, why is his luck so rich, and he can still get the inheritance of the ancient Xeon in this era!"

Demon Ancestor was full of unwillingness and roared in his heart.

This kind of martial skill must be passed down from the ancient martial arts sect before it can be practiced proudly.

Even if the Demon Ancestor was born at the end of the ancient times, he never obtained such powerful magic skills!

How could he feel so embarrassed by this situation, how could he be balanced in his heart!

"He doesn't deserve to have such a martial skill!"