Cover the sky

The clear sound pierced the heavens and the earth, and the chakra behind his head became more dazzling, setting him off like a god, his whole body was crystal clear.

"boom!"

Finally, the treasure wheel glowed and roared, like a plate of reincarnation, shining on the black turtle, and the power of reincarnation shot out.

"The reincarnation of heaven!"

The Dragon Head Patriarch shouted loudly, quite domineering, with one step forward, the sky in all directions trembled, the treasure wheel pressed down, and the sky outside the Yaochi almost returned to chaos.

"Just because you dare to compare your domineering power with the great Xuanwu, let me break you!" The black tortoise retracted into its shell again, letting you do all kinds of gods and spells, all of which are useless.

All kinds of laws turned into blazing light, and all fell on the black tortoise shell. There were mysterious and ancient lines flickering on it, dispelling endless divine light, and it was difficult to break through.

In the distance, people were amazed, probably there are few people in the whole world whose defense power is abnormal than him, and he can fight against the ancestor king's strongest god race without losing it.

"What's the origin of this basalt?" Ye Fan leaned in front of the barbarian king and asked in a low voice. He only knew that he was the patron saint of the barbarians, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"Who raised it? When I think about it, it should belong to my grandpa's grandpa..." The barbarian king mentioned a lot of grandpa's grandpas behind him. Even he can't tell how many thousand years this turtle has lived. It's a conservative estimate. Also over six thousand years old.

On weekdays, this tortoise doesn't pay much attention to anyone, and only talks to the barbarian king occasionally, but he didn't expect to see an ancestor king talking so much today.

"Go to hell with me!" The ancient king Longshou yelled, the disk behind his head became even more dazzling, blazing like the sun, and sank down, suppressing Xuanwu.With his roar, the mountains collapsed, and even the clouds hundreds of miles away were shaken away, and the mountains and rivers were swallowed up.

"You are not as good as me as domineering, let's see who is better!" Hei Gui was not afraid, and also shouted.

It poked its head out of the turtle shell, swung a pair of old black fists, and directly smashed the world, roaring: "Bawangshen Fist!"

It can be said that its movements are very funny, and its name is not very well named. It sounds like Wang Bashen Fist, but it is indeed powerful and thick.

With the black fist, the first punch directly blasted the round disk and cracked it, the second punch directly broke the two arms of the ancient dragon head king, and the third punch pierced his chest.

The dragon head, the ancient king, was blown to pieces, and then turned into a beam of light that appeared in the distance, reorganized his body, his face was livid, and it was extremely difficult to see.

"Wang Baquan... I fucking lost to Wang Baquan!"

"I don't have a long memory. This is the Bawangshenquan created by the great Xuanwu. Today I want you to remember it forever!"

The black tortoise stood upright and charged forward, swinging its two old black fists like two big millstones, whistling with wind, the surrounding mountains were like paper, all rose from the ground and flew towards distance.

People are horrified, there are various gods densely covered on those two black fists, no wonder they can smash all the mysteries of the ancient king, and there is the power of heaven circulating.

"boom!"

The two saints fought together again, and I have to say that the black turtle was in a terrible mess, smashing the vacuum with two old fists and destroying all obstacles.

It punched a hundred and eight punches in one breath, although most of them were resolved by the desperate Dragon Head Ancient King, but still a lot of punch shadows landed on his body.

"Remember, this is Wang Bashen Fist!"

The body of the ancient dragon head king was disintegrating, leaving indelible black marks on the flesh and bones.

Especially on his face, there are more than a dozen lines, all of which are black, resembling little turtles, which are left by fist marks.

When they separated again, the ancient king Longshou was about to go crazy. Not only was he defeated, but he was also engraved with a mark of shame. The black light flickered and could not be erased at all.

Everyone almost laughed, even the various races of the ancient times were no exception. Frightened by the might of the ancient king, they were holding back their laughter.

The ancient dragon head king was covered in bruises, especially his face, which was marked with more than a dozen small turtles, which could not be melted away.

"Remember, Lao Tzu is Xuan Wu, if you dare to remember wrongly, I will also engrave your Yuanshen!" Hei Gui said solemnly, with a serious face, but it made people want to laugh.

The ancient king Longshou is really crazy, is there anything more shameful than this?Previously, the display of force and the humiliation of the human race had suppressed no one in the Quartet daring to speak out.

But at this time, he was beaten up by a bastard, and the tortoise marks were carved on his body and face, and they were carved with great magic power, which could not be erased.

"You tortoise... you have eight punches!" the ancient dragon head king gritted his teeth.

"I tell you very seriously, the great Xuanwu is angry, and wants to blow you to pieces with Wang Bashen Fist!" The black turtle looked serious, then swung his old fist and charged forward.

The God of the Great Dao shone in all directions, his mana was like the sea, and the earth, fire, and feng shui rotated. The two fought until the sky collapsed and the earth was torn apart. The Dragon Head Ancient King was almost exploded by a pair of black turtle fists.

In the end, he uttered a loud roar that he didn't dare to, and was exasperated, and then...turned around...and ran away with his head in his arms, and started to run away.

At this moment, he didn't care about anything else, any face, any majesty is empty, the most important thing is to survive.

At this time, he was really afraid of the turtle, and he panicked and turned into clouds, wind, and lightning, and fled all the way.

"Remember, Laozi is the great Xuanwu!" The tortoise chased after him, serious, and didn't want to let him go.

This is obviously a huge event with serious consequences. After all, they are chasing and killing an ancient ancestor king, but people laugh, and it is difficult to have that sense of urgency.

The same is true for all the ancient races, but they can't laugh when they want to laugh, and they feel very uncomfortable.It's crazy, a tortoise raised in the human race is a saint, beat a powerful ancient king to the ground, and let all the races live?

In the end, all the monks of the human race laughed, feeling very happy. This ancient king who despised the human race and wanted to suppress the saints should be chased and killed by a "great Xuanwu".

Chapter 817 The Arrival of the Seven Saints

This black tortoise was meticulous, chasing after it closely, running quite fast, various dao patterns flickered under its feet, like a stream of light across the sky.

The ancestor king Longshou was driven crazy, and he couldn't beat him again and again. Being chased and killed by a turtle like this, he was so angry that he was so aggrieved that he was about to die.

"The reincarnation of heaven!"

In the end, he gathered his whole body's mana, and once again cast the strongest divine law, the light behind his head reunited to form a huge roulette, illuminating the void.

"Overlord God Fist!"

The black turtle also yelled, and a pair of black old fists swelled infinitely, smashing down like two black mountains, causing the world to resonate, and the sound rumbled.

Finally, in a radiant light, a pair of black old fists smashed through the treasure wheel, shattered the light, and defeated the divine principle.

"puff!"

The Dragon Head Ancient King exploded, Yuanshen Guang still wanted to escape, but was suddenly blocked by the black turtle, it retracted its body into the body, and the turtle shell turned into a black grinding disc, rolling over.

"what……"

The Dragon Head Ancient King screamed, all the energy contained in his life erupted, but he couldn't penetrate the tortoise shell. He was crushed into fine powder by the black millstone, and all kinds of streamers flew.

Blood rained in the void, and then turned into red light and burned. The sky collapsed and continued to be destroyed, becoming a dilapidated place.

A generation of ancestors fell!

The immeasurable light is burning, soaring to the sky, and various Dao laws are impacting, one after another, chaotic, and become a turbulent flow. No one dares to intervene, but wait for it to disappear by itself.

By the side of the Pure Land of Yaochi, the people were shocked. An ancient king was suppressed and killed like this. His blood splashed in the sky, turned into torches, and was removed from the world.

All the tribes in the ancient times were silent, and a strong ancestor king was killed like this, and was blown away by a black turtle who looked harmless to humans and animals, and was even funny.