The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 529 Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes

The Maha Yin-Yang Bottle is a top-notch holy object.

Every generation of the ancient Maha clan's sacred powers will take the initiative to integrate their own power into it before they are transformed, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. The power of this sacred object of protection of the clan is extremely terrifying. A saint-grade heavenly supreme power.

It is the supreme sacred object that protects the continuation of the race. Of course, the accumulated terrifying power in it can be used less than once, and it cannot be used unless the race is alive or dead.

"Emperor Yan, it is your honor that you can die under the holy relic of our clan, so die!"

Mahatian grinned grimly, and the knots on his fingertips changed one after another.

"Buzz!"

High above the sky, the quaint yin-yang jade bottle tilted slowly, black and white light flickered at the mouth of the bottle, and suddenly a monstrous violent torrent swept out.

The colors are black and white, mysterious and unusual.

The overwhelming black and white torrent is formed by extremely pure spiritual power, one yin and one yang, two completely different energies miraculously merge and merge, deriving all kinds of mysteries.

When it falls, even the spiritual power that contains the will of heaven and earth is instantly assimilated into black and white by it, changing the color of heaven and earth.

"Wow~"

The galloping black and white ocean set off monstrous waves, which slapped down extremely angrily.

Under the torrent of black and white, everything turned into nothingness.

Even if the Holy Grade Da Neng is not careful, he will be severely injured in an instant.

"The top and peerless holy object of the holy rank, the Maha Yin-Yang bottle, can hit an attack comparable to the power of the holy rank, but it is troublesome now. Then, let's use that trick..."

For the first time, Xiao Yan showed a dignified expression, raised a finger and pointed in the air: "Buddha Fury Emperor Yanlian!"

"raging......"

The raging Diyan broke through the void like a torrent, and turned into a gorgeous fire lotus with a diameter of ten thousand feet behind Xiao Yan.

The gorgeous fire lotus is beautiful and exquisite, as delicate as a perfect work of art. Each petal of the fire lotus presents a different color, and each petal represents a powerful divine fire that upholds the will of heaven and earth.

As the ten thousand zhang fire lotus rotates slowly, there are faintly extremely astonishing fluctuations continuously emitting out, and if you just take a look at it lightly, you will be in danger of falling down in a creepy way.

"go with!"

Facing thousands of torrents, Emperor Yan flicked his fingers without changing his face.

"call out!"

As soon as the ten thousand zhang fire lotus took shape, it pierced through the void with its gorgeous tail flame, crashed head-on into the monstrous black and white torrent, and then exploded loudly.

"boom!!"

In an instant, indescribably gorgeous flames swept out, like hundreds of millions of ancient volcanoes erupting in unison. The unimaginably hot height and flame waves instantly evaporated the black and white torrent.

The remnants of the emperor's flames rushed towards Maha Tian aggressively. If the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle hadn't taken the initiative to protect the lord and released a black and white streak to wash it away, the patriarch of the ancient Maha clan would have been directly vaporized into a Nothingness, falling on the spot.

"Mahatian, the holy relics of your clan don't seem to be very strong."

Xiao Yan raised his head slowly, his complexion faintly pale.

Even if he is as tyrannical as him, a full-strength blow to forcefully shake a saint-level mighty might consume a lot.

Maha Tian looked at the raging Emperor Yan who was extinguished in his sight with lingering fear, as if he hadn't recovered from the dangerous scene just now, his expression was so gloomy and terrifying.

"Emperor Yan, don't be complacent. How many times can you use the attack just now? But I can continuously activate the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle. If you can't do it once, you can do it twice, and if you can't do it twice, you can do it three times. Today I swear to kill you!"

Mohatian gritted his teeth, and the hands that were clasped suddenly changed again.

"Really? It's a pity that you will never have this chance!"

As soon as the words fell, "Xiao Yan" turned into a ray of gorgeous imperial flames and dissipated in the air, and another Xiao Yan appeared behind Mahatian, mixed with an extremely fierce wind, he punched his empty door wide open. Back, pointing directly to where the heart is.

The previous Xiao Yan was actually a clone of Emperor Yan!

"No! Maha Spirit Shell!!"

Mahatian, whose complexion changed wildly, wanted to loosen the imprints on his fingertips and use his defensive supernatural powers, but it was too late. He had never felt such a strong sense of death.

"Junior, you should die!"

As the hoarse voice fell, the space suddenly shattered, and a black and white glow swept out like lightning, heading straight for Xiao Yan's eyebrows.

In the depths of the void, an old figure dressed in a white robe and holding a white staff can be faintly seen. There are ravines on his withered face, but his eyes are extremely deep. A trace of breath leaked out of his body inadvertently, and even the space wailed at his feet.

Another saint-grade power of the ancient Maha clan finally couldn't help but make a move!

"You old things, you finally couldn't help jumping out."

Xiao Yan smiled softly without any surprise, with a strong sarcasm hanging from the corner of his mouth, the next moment, a faint light pierced through the center of his brow, and his figure turned into a brilliant ray of imperial flame and dissipated in mid-air again.

It turned out to be a clone of Diyan!

"This kid is so scheming..."

The complexion of the holy patriarch who was hiding in the void changed, and he subconsciously wanted to raise the white stick in his hand and strike again to kill them all.

"Roar!!!"

At this moment, a terrifying roar resounding like a dragon and a tiger suddenly resounded through the world, full of wild and ancient meanings, and a feeling of dreaming back to the ancient prehistoric times.

"Hmm! Pfft!"

Whether it was the old body of the white-clothed saint who was fighting Yandi, or the black-clothed saint who was fighting Martial Ancestor, they were all shocked suddenly, and they all spat out a big mouthful of blood.

"What? That's..."

The two sages of the Maha Ancient Clan looked horrified, and suddenly raised their heads as if feeling something, and looked at the Nine Heavens above.

In fact, almost all the strong men on both sides of the war made this move.

"Buzz!"

In the clouds all over the sky, endless brilliant rays of light rushed madly, and a jaw-droppingly huge ancient species appeared in the sight of the heavens so shockingly.

It was a colorful colorful giant python, with gorgeous scales shining faintly and coldly all over the body, and the slender and winding snake body was entangled in the tumbling, revealing a sense of vigor that could easily crush even mountains, shocking!

Faintly, bursts of heart-warming rich fragrance continuously overflow from the body of the colorful giant python, making everyone who hears it feel as if they are falling into the clouds.

The body is at least one million feet long, almost equal to the entire Yandi City.

But everyone believed that if this ancient existence wanted to destroy Yandi City, it would be enough with just one blow.

"Mo Ke Ming, Mo He Guang, do you two old bastards want to die?"

The seven-colored python with a length of one million feet bowed its head slightly, protruding the ferocious snake head covered with gorgeous scales from the thick clouds, its eyes were cold and dead.

"Mother of... all snakes..."

The breath of the two saints was firmly locked, their old bodies were trembling, their faces were pale, and they murmured in despair.

"Its body is colorful, its body is fragrant, its roar is like a dragon or a tiger, and its power reaches the sky..."

"The Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python, the power of the Holy Grade, this is the Great Elder of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan, the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes, has come, and it is the mother clan behind the Mistress of Medusa who is making the move."

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

In just an instant, the powerhouses on the side of the Endless Fire Realm boiled.

"Big elder..."

In the distance, an extremely charming and enchanting stunner opened her mouth slightly, and the heart that had been hanging on her chest could finally land safely.

(End of this chapter)