The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Qin Xuan didn't do it, it doesn't mean that the old lunatic won't do it.

The breath of the great sage burst out in an instant, and I saw the old madman who had returned to his prime clenched his fists, jumped up high, and strode in the void to Saintess Tianxuan and others. The man in armor went.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

The old madman stepped on every step as if he was stepping on a substantial step, as if he could pull the heartbeat of others to beat along with the sound of the footsteps.

From time to time, the magical light of the Dao pattern appeared under his feet, and his steps were like seven stars stepping on the moon, full of indescribable charm.

This was once the most powerful force in Beidou, Tianxuan footwork of the Tianxuan Holy Land.

A thousand miles away, the old madman just took a few steps and instantly came to the armored man and Tianxuan Sheng 970 woman, his fists bathed in dazzling light.

The fist force condensed into a huge phantom and directly slammed into the goggles on the chest of the armored man, leaving a deep fist mark.

The gray armor on Huangnu's body is not ordinary iron, but is made of a special metal with a very hard material between heaven and earth, but it is still shaped like scrap iron when facing the old madman's fist.

Crazy.

At this moment, there are only two words that can describe the old madman.

It seems that he wants to release the humiliation and pain he has endured for thousands of years, as well as the hatred of the slaughter of his fellow students and the destruction of the Holy Land.

Even the big sword in the armoured man's hand slashed his shoulders, and the old madman turned a blind eye when the blood splattered, and the countless afterimages of his fists smashed the armour on Huangnu's body into a pitted appearance.

With a roar, the old madman's long black hair stood up and his eyes burst out with anger and hatred.

The two hands were intertwined and their fingers intertwined, and they were held high above his head. The breath of the old lunatic rose to an unprecedented level.

A golden door that seemed real and illusory appeared behind the old madman, and then the golden light turned dark red in the interlacing. .

Chapter [-]: Desolate slaves disappear

Under the domination of hatred and anger, even the gate of reincarnation manifested by the Six Paths of Reincarnation has become no longer holy.

The two doors of the Door of Reincarnation slowly opened outward, revealing a gap, and dozens of thin and pale hands slammed out of the door.

Accompanied by the gloomy cry echoing between heaven and earth, more and more hands wanted to stretch out from the crack of the door, trying to open the whole door of reincarnation.

"Die, die, die, die, die!"

The old madman spit fire, but the state of the whole person became more and more crazy, and even he was about to collapse under the temptation of blood.

Seeing that the sword-wielding man whose armor was nearly scrapped and the Saintess Tianxuan were about to attack the old lunatic who was in a state of chaos, Qin Xuan sighed slightly, waved his hand and closed the gate of reincarnation behind the old lunatic.

The terrifying screams of the unknown beings who were blocked in the door of reincarnation, but there was still no way to prevent the door from closing again.

The Tao of Reincarnation turns into a thick chain wrapped around the entire gate of reincarnation, which makes the gate of reincarnation return to its original appearance.

The old madman who was almost intoxicated suddenly woke up, thankful that he was not blinded by hatred, but also reacted instantly, forcibly twisted his body and let the big sword in the armored man stab his waist against his waist.

The hands held high above his head were clasped like a hammer and slammed down hard, hitting the helmet of the armored man accurately.

Two loud noises came, and Yu Wei even made the entire barren and ancient forbidden land tremble. Three kinds of rays of light in the sky exploded to form a splendid light curtain, and at the same time, the two figures flew backwards.

The whole body armor of the man holding the sword was cracked, covered with large and small cracks and sunken fist marks. On his face, the helmet covering the entire head had been smashed by the fist of the old madman. , revealing half of the pale and determined face under the helmet.

Even if he was severely injured, Huangnu never changed his face, nor did he shed a drop of blood.

The other one who flew out was the old madman. The tattered clothes on his body were smashed into powder by Saintess Tianxuan, revealing a naked upper body with strong lines, those muscles were knotted and full of explosive power.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, the old madman flew to the top of the holy mountain to pick three holy fruits again, and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation.

As the old madman chewed and swallowed, the golden light flashed continuously on the old madman's body, and it became more and more dazzling.

At the same time, the old madman's face and whole body's skin also turned an unnatural fiery red, as if he was about to die from the power of the holy fruit in his body.

"It is infinitely close to the power of the Emperor...々"..."

Enduring the pain of swelling in his body, the old madman's expression was still so firm.

In Qin Xuan's great formation, today either he exploded and died, or the two desert slaves in front of him were eliminated!

"If you come out ahead of time, you won't just be willing to sit in the heavens and the earth in the future."

Qin Xuan has already seen the final outcome of this battle.

The gate of reincarnation once again manifested behind the old madman, and a coercion that was infinitely close to the realm of quasi-emperor was overwhelmingly oppressing the two barren slaves, making the sword-wielding man who only retained the realm of the great sage before his death and the saintess Tianxuan. The figure fell.

Tianxuan's footwork formed a stream of light in the void, which was exactly the trace of the old madman's step.

Bathed in the rays of the sun, the old lunatic had various magical Dao patterns on both arms, and he slammed the sword-wielding man directly into the sky and the earth, and was hit by the fist intent on the front.

The grey armor of the sword-wielding man finally shattered into pieces in this last punch, and at the same time his entire body collapsed under the suppression of the old madman's Six Paths of Samsara Fist.

Black energy poured out from the seven orifices of the sword-wielding man, and in the blink of an eye, the sword-wielding man turned into a pair of dead bones and fell into the abyss.

The old lunatic chased after the victory, turned his head and strode towards Saintess Tianxuan.

Saintess Tianxuan's face was full of evil spirits, her eyes were fixed on the old madman and she waved a few palms, but the old lunatic was in a firm mood at this moment, and she would no longer be as afraid of Saintess Tianxuan as before. The gap with the Great Sage finally appeared.

Facing the attack of Saintess Tianxuan, the old madman didn't even feel pain or itching, and Tianxuan's footwork was still the same, and he came to Saintess Tianxuan without stopping.

The silent punch did not have the momentum that shocked the world in the past, but it was full of another kind of decisiveness.

There was a hole in the belly of the snow-white long skirt of the Tianxuan saint that ran through her body - the fist of the old madman directly pierced her body, but there was no blood on the fist.

The black gas leaked crazily from the wound where Saintess Tianxuan was punched by the old madman's fist. Knowing that Saintess Tianxuan would dissipate like another desolate slave, the old madman lowered his head in pain and did not dare to go. Look.