The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

There was a sudden silence between the sky and the earth, and the dust flying all over the sky froze in the air, which was extremely terrifying.

"Ahhhh, stop me!"

The eyes of Ziwei's previous emperor showed despair, and his face was ferocious, knowing that if he couldn't stop this blow, his own death would really come.

The vast blood energy rushed out, surging between the heaven and the earth, the gray-haired emperor seemed to be reversing the long river of time, every step he took, his appearance became younger, and his breath became more attractive.

In the end, he turned into a middle-aged man with disheveled black hair and a cold face, bathed in divine fire all over his body, and thousands of rays of divine light fell from the divine clock, covering him, like a god descending from the heavens.

This is the aura of a Dacheng king!

It is also the strongest state he can show. Facing the blow of extinction, he cannot avoid it and can only fight desperately.

The black-haired man shouted loudly, with the divine clock on his head, and the stars around him were shining brightly. A purple emperor star shone with infinite brilliance, making him extremely tall against the backdrop.

He raised his hand and laid out a world-shattering formation pattern to complete a corner of the incomplete holy formation here. This is the magic formation carved by the ancient ancestors of the gods. He has mastered part of the formation patterns, and all of them have been revived at this moment.

In an instant, a wave like a vast ocean spread, making the sun and the moon eclipse, the sky and the earth were darkened, the universe was disturbed, the chaos was fissioned, and the terrifying killing intent penetrated everything. A single wisp can kill the Holy Master, and a thousand wisps together can severely injure the Dao Slayer.

Numerous ripples appeared in the void magic circle, revealing the rune runes, and a coercion of the saint realm filled it, full of murderous intent.

"Crackling!"

It's a pity that he didn't know who he was facing. Facing this kind of attack, he didn't have any strength to resist at all. With a clear sound, the giant fingers of Qingtian pierced through time, space, forbidden formation, copper bell, etc. Something unstoppably hit him.

"what!"

The gray-clothed old man let out a shrill and desperate scream.

But he could only watch his body helplessly, as if a painting between heaven and earth was erased by a ruthless hand.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared completely, and disappeared completely.

The undiminished power is like a meteorite falling from the sky, leaving a deep pit with a radius of hundreds of miles and an unknown depth in the place of the original palace.

Wisps of blue smoke rose, and countless building soil, sand and stones all gasified and disappeared.

"Ancestor!"

Everyone was terrified, Emperor Ziwei knocked Ziyan back with one blow, and then looked at the deep pit with green smoke with an extremely ugly expression, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"It's over, all of us are going to die, even the emperor has ascended to immortality! He is a strong man of the holy way!"

On the other side, several of Ziwei's great powers also stopped in panic, and the two sides lined up on one side, facing a saint, they really couldn't arouse any resistance.

A Dacheng king in the three realms of immortality died in one blow. In this case, the morale of Ziwei's side was low, and they couldn't even fight if they wanted to. Now they are thinking about how to save their lives, rather than being shot by others. Flies are generally wiped out with one palm.

Because of a little misunderstanding, the battle situation has expanded from the Holy Lord to the Dao, and now even the background of the God Dynasty is gone, and it cannot be stopped at all. The hatred has been planted and cannot be eliminated!

But this is the reality, there is no way, the strength is not as good as others, Emperor Ziwei and several royal family members can only suppress the hatred in their hearts, and bow down to salute under the glance of the opponent.

Losing the Emperor Zidu, the most powerful protector of the gods, they really didn't dare to offend the saint in front of them, so they could only smile and put their lives on the mercy of the other party
The purple-haired brother and sister retreated behind Chu Linyang, looking at this man with an inexplicable expression on his face.

After fighting for a long time, this man was still required to take action, and the matter was caused by Zi Yan, which made the two brothers and sisters feel a little complicated.

Outside the Xingyao Hall, a beautiful woman trembled slightly, her heart was terrified, she looked extremely weak, and there was an elegant and unique charm between her frowns and clusters.

She is Princess Yueshi, Princess Ziwei, who is hailed as the second most beautiful woman in the Ziwei Ancient Star Region by the world.

Among the younger generation, she has a very high status, and the fourth prince of the Fusang Divine Kingdom fell in love with her, and even went to the Divine Dynasty to propose marriage in person.

However, in the face of this kind of disaster, a noble blood and a flawless face are useless. Like hundreds of millions of descendants of the God Dynasty, she is no different from an ant in the eyes of a saint.

The black-haired girl stared at the tall and straight figure beside the Yinhui woman, her gaze was complex, not only filled with deep-rooted hatred, but also with a hint of admiration.

This group of people with unknown origins is really powerful, beyond her imagination, there are Dao Slayer King who stepped into the Third Heaven of Sendai at a young age, and the legendary ancient saints.

If the opponent has malicious intentions, he can kill everyone present with one breath. For the existence of a saint who has stepped into the holy way, the king of cutting the way is nothing more than an ant, and the rest of the weaker monks are not even an ant.

The female king followed the saint at the beginning, and later let the saint personally take action, obviously her status is very high, if
Zi Yan stood behind Chu Linyang calmly, not knowing that someone was envious of her.

If she knew, she would sneer and complain about being a slave girl whoever she likes. Now she is determined to take a few steps forward and become the mistress.

A few steps, maybe seven or eight steps.
"It's unbelievable, it's actually a living ancient saint!"

The shock in Taoist San Que's heart has not subsided until now.

"I'm afraid these people are not from Ziwei Ancient Starfield!"

In the Ziwei ancient star field, the holy way will not be revealed for a long time.

"The Holy Formation is broken, but within ten thousand years, the Divine Dynasty is on the verge of collapse?!"

Suddenly, a rotten sound came out from an ancient cave in the sacred mountain, and then the dense purple air boiled and rolled out, and a huge divine source flew out, and there was a purple ancient coffin emitting a bright brilliance.

"boom!"

Shenyuan cracked, and then exploded. In an instant, a thick dead air leaked out, flooding the sky, covering the auspicious air in the sacred mountain, covering the sun and the moon, and the terror was boundless.

At the same time, an astonishing divine aura spread, attracting everyone's attention.

Chu Linyang nodded slightly. This person should not be underestimated. The ninth-level saint is complete, and he is only one step away from the supreme existence of the saint king. He can be called the strongest in the Ziwei Starfield.

However, Chu Linyang naturally didn't care about the background of the Ziwei God Dynasty. He was a Dacheng King before, but now he is a saint. With another saint king, he will pass the level. Playing the Ziwei God Dynasty is as simple as breaking through the game.

The purple coffin floated up and down in the purple glow, then the coffin was erected, the coffin lid peeled off, and an old man with a body like a skeleton walked out tremblingly.

His hair is white, his face is full of wrinkles, and there is a lifeless look between his brows, making him look terrifying.

The moment he walked out, the faded purple gold crown turned into powder, and the purple dragon robe also turned into powder, disappearing between heaven and earth. Only a piece of holy robe made of the essence of the stars is eternal and immortal, still radiating brilliant divine brilliance.

The moment the old man appeared, Emperor Ziwei's eyes trembled, he recognized the other party's identity, and then knelt down instantly, and hundreds of blood descendants of the royal family behind him also knelt down.

"Greetings to Emperor Shenwu!"

Not only them, tens of thousands of monks in the sky also knelt down, with deep reverence in their eyes, and the voices of shouts echoed in the void for a long time.

The old man's eyes are vicissitudes, his hair is disheveled, and the flesh and blood on his body are sunk into the bones. He looks like a skeleton, which makes people shudder.

But he is an eternal myth in the hearts of countless people in the Ziwei Dynasty, and he is a person they admire from the bottom of their hearts.

He is the No.30 seventh-generation emperor of the Ziwei Dynasty. During his reign, he fought all over the four states, and destroyed a hostile holy land, bringing the Ziwei Dynasty to a new height. He has made great achievements and is a god. Towards a generation of heroes in history!
"I didn't expect the Emperor Shenwu to still be here."

Emperor Ziwei was immediately refreshed, and the feeling of anxiety before was swept away.

He looked at Chu Linyang and his party in the distance, and his eyes burst out with awe. This time, the birth of Emperor Shenwu was enough to suppress everything.

With the presence of this invincible emperor, even if a sage attacks him, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Because of this emperor, he has killed saints more than once!
The fate of the other party is doomed to be tragic, either to become a war slave of the gods, or to be buried here, and the saint also has the same fate!
"It is indeed a disaster of destruction, a saint, no wonder Zidu asked for help."

The old man raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes shot out divine light, passing through the void, and shooting towards the place where Chu Linyang was.

Seeing that the other party was full of blood and looked like a saint in the world, the old man sighed, as if lamenting the ruthlessness of time.

Thinking back when the Ziwei God Dynasty was coercing the four states, he personally fought and killed many saints like this, but today's descendants are powerless to resist and can only awaken the foundation.

Emperor Ziwei's eyes turned red, and he shouted: "Imperial Ancestor, this junior is incompetent, and I am ashamed of my Imperial Ancestor."

"Hey, I don't blame you. I don't want to lose my old bones. Isn't it because I can support you juniors for a while." Emperor Shenwu said lightly.

He didn't care about Chu Linyang who was on the opposite side. Since he came out of the source, he should suppress everything. The fate of this ignorant saint is already doomed, and he will become a magic pill to replenish his blood.

When he professed himself, he still had a little life energy. Now that he is recovering, if he can replenish his essence in time, he still has a great hope of continuing to live.

Seeing the other party's undisguised gaze, Chu Linyang narrowed his eyes and smiled. This old man is interesting and crazy.

"Zi is dead, no matter who you are, this is your burial place today." The old man looked at Chu Linyang and said hoarsely.

Then his cloudy eyes flashed, and he continued to say quietly: "You will accompany him later, not only you, but your disciples, wives, and followers will all die, and I will find all your blood relatives and kill them. "

"Ziwei Divine Dynasty is decaying, it's time for a new master, let's fight outside the territory." Chu Linyang's eyes were calm, but the playful look in his eyes became more intense.

"Jie Jie"

The old man smiled hoarsely, the map of heaven, earth and stars that was originally above Emperor Ziwei's head flew out and landed on his head, spread out and dropped countless starlight.

Then he took a step, stepping into the outer starry sky in an instant.

Chu Linyang's figure flashed, and he came first, appearing in the outer starry sky at the same time as Emperor Shenwu.

Outside the domain, there is silence, broken weapons, huge bones, floating in outer space, exuding the ancient vicissitudes of life.

This place has never changed, cold and desolate, except for the traces of battle, there is nothing.

Chu Linyang and Emperor Shenwu came to this battlefield, facing each other indifferently, this will be a "peerless" battle.

Emperor Shenwu and Chu Linyang both glanced at the purple star, their expressions were different.

"Your descendants are howling, resenting you for abandoning them."

Chu Linyang said, the chaotic energy gradually pervaded his body, and when his eyes opened and closed, bunches of fairy light shot out, which was the embodiment of the rules.

When he came to outer space, he no longer had to worry about knocking out Ziwei ancient star with a single punch. His blood was recovering. Although his opponent was only a peak saint, he could still move a little bit.

Hearing Chu Linyang's words, Emperor Shenwu said lightly: "I am the gods alone, and I will take off your head to pay homage to them."

Protecting others in a jihad would distract him, and because of this, he agreed to Chu Linyang's proposal and came alone.

In his eyes, only the Emperor Zidu in the Third Heaven Realm of Xiantai is his descendant. The other cultivators under Dao Dao are too weak, no different from ants. Those descendants are not considered by him at all.

"The power of the law is good. If you are stronger, maybe the ending will be different. It's a pity."

The ancient ancestor of Ziwei Shenchao had deep eyes, he stretched out a palm like a bone, his five fingers were slightly bent, and a purple gold gourd appeared.

"The last bit of spiritual blood."

He unscrewed the stopper and poured it into his mouth. It was the moon-white blood of the gods, and the radiance soared into the sky, attracting stars all over the sky, like the most beautiful broken diamonds.

However, there was very little divine blood in the gourd, and he drank it all in one gulp.

"The Guanghan spirit body in the saint realm." Chu Linyang's eyes moved slightly, recognizing this special fluctuation.

Guanghan spiritual body can draw the power of the stars and the moon, and the yin energy is pure. In the original book, Yi Qingwu has this kind of physique.

"I didn't expect you to be able to kill a Guanghan spirit body."

Chu Linyang glanced at the purple-gold gourd. This old man must have stirred up the situation in the world back then, and he was definitely not an easy person to kill a Guanghan spirit body at the saint level.

"I didn't expect people from other places to have heard of this physique."

The old man had disheveled hair, and there was a trace of memory in his eyes. He said: "I had a relationship with her back then, but unfortunately we ended up being strangers. I can only send her to die with my own hands. Thanks to the spiritual blood she left behind, I can live until now."

"With such a strong blood, you should also be a kind of king body, is it the sky hegemony body?"

He smiled, showing his white teeth, and looked Chu Linyang up and down with a special gaze, as if looking at prey.

Chu Linyang chuckled: "You will find out later."

Suddenly, the old man focused his eyes and found something unusual.

Chu Linyang's aura climbed endlessly, and his whole body seemed like a planet. It was calm on the surface, but deep in the center of the earth, there was billowing magma, boiling hotly. It was as if an unrivaled god had awakened, and it attracted people's attention like a real dragon was born. (end of this chapter)