Starting off with Old Deng about to die? Have you really become the Dao Ancestor?!

Before he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly shone behind Lihuo Pojun, and powerful auras spread out instantly like butterflies emerging from their cocoons.

Everyone present was shocked, as they felt the auras of the two Dao Nian Tianjuns.

Then, the figures of Cangqiong Tianjun and Tianya Shuijun appeared beside Lihuo Pojun as if they had traveled through space.

Cangqiong Tianjun glanced at Ye Changsheng and others, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was smiling, as if he had everything under control.

"It seems that several will fall today." Cangqiong Tianjun chuckled and spoke with a relaxed tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Seeing this, Ye Changsheng looked indifferent, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and couldn't help but sneer, "Arrogant!" His voice was as cold as ice breaking, extremely cold.

"You are only three, and we have four Dao Nian Tianjuns!" Ye Changsheng's words were full of confidence. He really couldn't imagine how the other party could be so confident. He had more people than the other party, and his strength was also top-notch.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Monsters Alliance spoke coldly at this moment, "Besides... this is our territory. How do you know if there will be stronger beings coming to our Ten Thousand Monsters Alliance and the Supreme Palace later?" His words revealed an unfathomable background that could not be ignored.

The other party was too confident. This was their territory. There were many old monsters hidden in the Supreme Palace and the Ten Thousand Monsters Alliance.

They could provide support in an instant, but could Daozu?

After hearing this, Cangqiong Tianjun just shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent, "Really?" His attitude seemed to not take the foundation of the Ten Thousand Monsters Alliance and the Supreme Palace into consideration at all.

Hearing this, Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, while Wumiao Shenjun snorted coldly, and the next moment he punched the three people without hesitation.

His fist was like thunder, with the power of destroying the world, as if to destroy everything.

"Since we want to fight, let's end it as soon as possible!" Wumiao Shenjun spoke, his voice was like thunder, and he was full of fighting spirit.

The battle was about to break out, and both sides showed their powerful strength.

Behind Lihuo Pojun, the flames soared into the sky like a summoned beast, turning into a furious fire dragon.

Its body coiled and swirled, the dragon roared, and it rushed straight into the sky, dyeing the sky a fiery orange-red. Wherever the fire dragon passed, the air seemed to be burned, and the temperature rose sharply, making it impossible to look closely.

At the same time, Tianya Shuijun waved his hands lightly, controlling the water flow, and the water flow was like an obedient soldier, quickly forming a series of water curtains, layer upon layer, surrounding the enemy and blocking their retreat.

Above the water curtain, the waves sparkled, as if containing endless depth and mystery.

When Cangqiong Tianjun took action, the sky suddenly appeared stars falling, vast and boundless.

Facing such a powerful offensive, Ye Changsheng and others did not show any weakness. They each displayed their unique skills and launched a fierce duel with each other.

In the battle, each strong man showed his magical powers, shocking people.

Every time they made a move, they carried the power of destroying the world, as if they were going to tear the whole world apart.

Ye Changsheng's figure flashed, and he instantly turned into a bright stream of light. Colorful lights rushed out of his body, like a river pouring back from the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

These lights contain mysterious power, which dissolves the attacks of several monarchs one by one and turns them into nothingness.

Ye Changsheng's methods are unique. Every time he makes a move, people can feel the domineering power that washes away everything.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance flipped his hands, and his demon power condensed. His figure on the battlefield was like a chaotic beast, covering the sky and the sun.

His whole body was golden, engraved with patterns, his eyes flashed with lightning, and there was a demon fog all over the sky behind him. In the demon fog, there was a ghost of a demon beast roaring, roaring and rushing towards the enemy.

The God of the Temple of Martial Arts used force to break the trick, and each punch contained unparalleled power.

Wherever his fist wind went, the space was agitated, and no one could stop it.

The intensity of this battle was enough to make the whole world pale in comparison.

The cultivators at the Human Peak, whether they were fighting or watching, could not help but stop their actions and look at the battle that would decide life and death with a solemn expression.

The disciples of the Supreme Hall and the cultivators of the Human Peak, who were originally fighting on their own, now ignored their identities and positions and fled frantically to avoid being affected by the terrifying battle fluctuations.

They knew very well that if these fluctuations touched them, even the strongest cultivators would be reduced to ashes and disappear in an instant.

Facing the Martial Temple God and Ye Changsheng, the Sky Lord also looked solemn at this moment, with a trace of caution in his eyes.

Ye Changsheng's skills are quite unique, and the foundation of the Supreme Hall is indeed profound. With this method, it is enough to be invincible.

Ye Changsheng laughed, his voice full of confidence and heroism, "It seems that the one who will fall here today will be you, the Heavenly Lord."

Upon hearing this, the Sky Lord did not reduce his offensive at all, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the God of Martial Temple saw this and punched without hesitation. The wind of the fist was like a dragon's roar, and the space collapsed under the fist.

A brilliant sword intent suddenly burst out from the hands of the Lord of the Sky. The sword intent was full of the breath of stars. In an instant, it was like a galaxy descending, turning into sword beams and rushing towards them.

The sword beams were brilliant, like a meteor that cut through the night sky, shocking people.

The God of Martial Temple was not panicked at all, and Ye Changsheng showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, colorful lights rushed out from his body, like a river pouring back, turning all the sword beams into nothingness, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Just when the punch of the Martial Temple God was about to touch the Sky Lord, a ray of starlight suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Sky Lord. The next moment, the starlight rushed out at an extremely fast speed, turned into a sword, and stabbed the Martial Temple God.

Because the distance was too close, everything happened in the blink of an eye.

When the Martial Temple God saw the starlight, his expression changed drastically, but he remained calm in his heart. He knew that he could resist this blow, but that would expose his strength.

In a flash, he made a decision.

The next moment, the starlight was like a sharp arrow, directly piercing the fist arm of the Martial Temple God, and blood splashed like a spring, and the scene instantly became bloody and fierce.

The intense pain surged into his heart like a tide, but the Martial Temple God's offensive was still unabated. He endured the severe pain and punched the Sky Lord directly.

Instantly, a wave visible to the naked eye emanated from the contact point, like ripples caused by a stone hitting the lake, spreading out instantly.

Cangqiong Tianjun felt the severe pain brought by the impact, as if thousands of steel needles pierced his body at the same time, but he did not show the slightest change, his face remained stern, as if the pain did not exist.

After all, it was just a clone.