Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

In front of all sentient beings, Di Jun trampled his dignity to the ground, leaving him without dignity or any scruples.

If you can't resist, you accept it silently and keep your hatred in your heart.

As a wise man who created Yaowen, he also knows that the so-called dignity, face, and glory are not as important as his own life.

"When I seize the opportunity, Di Jun, I will make you regret it!"

However, deep in his heart, it has been distorted.

"The three fellow Taoists who have been with you for hundreds of millions of years were killed one by one by you. Chu Yang, in the endless years to come, I will also wipe out your human race. You can't atone for your sins if you die. Only when your race is destroyed can you kill them." Reduce the anger in my heart! This is the oath that belongs to the Mother of Stars!"

Among the few people, the killing intent of Star Mother is the most intense.

A seemingly easy siege killed three fellow Taoists.

The four quasi-sages, each with one word, are also determined and strong to kill.

Regardless of face, let go of everything, just to kill the holy master of the clan.

"Give you the last chance to leave your last words, otherwise, you will die with regret!"

Chu Yang chuckled lightly, not nervous at all.

However, he sensed that the surrounding space had been completely locked, and the law penetrated through it, and the chains of order were intertwined into a cage.

This is the real lore game.

Even Zhen Yuanzi, who is invincible in defense, will despair in the face of such a siege.

"Mother Star, I want to say something to you. In the future, the elves of the stars will either become extinct or be enslaved!"

His face darkened, and two divine lights shot out from his eyes, directly into the eyes of the star mother, the strong murderous intent shook his mind.

"The extinction of the human race begins with you!" The star mother yelled, "The sigh of the stars, the curse of the stars, the lament of the stars, the hatred of the stars, the demise of the stars, the return of the starry sky, the end of the era, this is a technique, the burial of the world !"

Rumble!

The ten-thousand-star map above her head erupted with the most brilliant light, attracting the light of 8000 million stars, falling on it, forming a tiny star, which suddenly jumped out, giving birth to spirituality and wisdom , and then distorted, and turned into dragons, phoenixes, kylins, kunpeng, kunwu, swans, hydras, sky-swallowing roars, etc. , reflecting all the spirits, finally gathered together, condensed into one point, and became chaotic, just like before the primordial world was opened, a jump fell on top of Chu Yang's head, and it exploded with a bang, as if the chaos was broken, opening up the world, and ending everything. The power of ruins, bury everything.

Ultimate power, a terrifying blow.

This is the most powerful supernatural power of the star mother to comprehend the starry sky.

"It is well known in the world that Kunpeng has a supernatural power of fate. I swallow for Kunpeng, and with one breath, I can take in the world of heaven and earth, but I don't know that I still have a method!" , and also recovered its original body, it was so huge that it spread its wings for hundreds of thousands of miles, "That's the spit of the Kunpeng!"

With one breath, he set off a storm in a layer of space. Space tides, fragments of order, chains of legal principles, power of destruction, etc. entered his mouth, condensing into a little light of chaos.

His Xuanbing Sword jumped out and incorporated this light into it.

The power of this high-grade Lingbao exploded to the extreme in an instant, and with a single jump, it was in front of Chu Yang's eyebrows.

"My dragon clan used to be proud of the world and dominate the world. Back then, I fought against the two clans of dragon and phoenix alone. Looking at the prehistoric world, I can be called the supreme. Even if it is declining now, the glory of belonging to the dragon clan is beyond the reach of mortals." Yin Jue gave a long shout, "Chu Yang, take my blow, Longyuan will descend, and the ancestor dragon will manifest itself!"

An abyss suddenly appeared, not gloomy or evil, but giving people a sacred feeling.

According to legend, Longyuan is the place where the ancestor dragon was conceived, the place where ten thousand dragons were born, and contains the ultimate secret of the dragon clan.It can be seen that in Longyuan, three thousand golden dragons manifested, representing the three thousand avenues, and they roamed and roared around a giant tree supporting the sky.

At this time, the ancestral dragon ball on the top of Zhulong's head flew up, spewed out a ray of light, turned into a ten thousand zhang long green dragon, wrapped around Longyuan, and fell towards Chu Yang.

The Zulong was originally a nine-clawed golden dragon, but here it manifested a green dragon.

At the same time, Fuxi also launched his attack.

"I always believe that the power of music is the best gift that Dao bestows on Hong Huang. A single string can tell joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and everyone can comprehend it regardless of race." Fuxi lowered his head, said softly, shaking his hands quickly, After plucking 49 strings, the most beautiful words in the world sounded, "I have a song called Zhi Ge."

Notes jump out one by one, turning into little elves, jumping, cheering, singing, making a worry-free sound, calming the restlessness in the space, sweeping away the restlessness in the soul, and letting the world see the most gentle Sunshine, the most innocent smile, the best memory, the most gorgeous scenery, intoxicated by it, unable to extricate oneself, and finally forget the sadness, forget the hatred, forget all the unpleasant memories, only indulge in the deep happiness.

A song that stops fighting, subjugates the enemy without fighting, penetrates directly into the soul, shakes the nature, and is even more terrifying.

The four quasi-sages, two mid-sages, and two late-sages are all peerless powers standing at the peak of the prehistoric world, but at this moment, they not only joined together, but also erupted with the strongest magical powers, mobilizing the accompanying spirits precious.

With one blow from them, even the saint's face will change

"I can't stop it!"

In the Ancestral Witch Hall, Di Jiang said with a solemn expression after seeing this scene.

"Human Saint Master, perish in this battle!"

Xuan Ming said affirmatively.

Zhu Jiuyin frowned and didn't say much.

"It's a pity, I still want to join forces with him in the future to completely suppress Kunpeng. Now it seems that I still need to work hard on my own to avenge Hongyun!"

In Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi shook his head.

"The saint master of the human race is finally dying!"

Inside Lingxiao Palace, Di Jun let out a mouthful of turbid air, as if he was a little relaxed.

"To tell you the truth, he is really amazing. During the siege, he even killed the three Ziwei!"

Donghuangtai's tone was inexplicable.

"Three powerful combat forces, I don't know if this action is worth it!" Di Jun sighed, "Fortunately, it can destroy the human race and refine weapons to deal with ancestral witches. In addition, after this incident, Nuwa will She is completely tied to our chariot. If she loses to Zhunti in this battle, hey...!"

He raised his head and looked towards Chaos.

There, too, a terrible battle was going on.

Yin Yin Yin!

In Biyou Palace, the long sword sings.

"I have to dodge the four of them with one blow. Human saints are amazingly talented and have innate yin and yang Taoism. It's a pity. Otherwise, in the future, they will definitely grow to the late quasi-sage and even reach perfection. At that time...!"

Master Tongtian shook his head.

He just watched this battle for fun, and most of his attention was on chaos.

The battle there is what he really cares about.

Tusita Palace.

Pfft!

Xuandu knelt down in front of Lao Tzu, and begged anxiously: "Master, please save the holy master. Without the holy master, we are still in ignorance, struggling at the bottom of the prehistoric desolation. He has a foothold; he is also a holy master who enlightened our wisdom, bestowed the method of planting, and created characters, so that our human race has a foundation of inheritance; it is also he who, for the sake of the human race, resists the world alone. Master, please help Saint Master, without him, our human race's self-confidence will be severely damaged, our human race's backbone will be crushed, and our future will be dark."

He begged bitterly.

Even if he followed the sage to study the law, in his heart, the status of the sage teacher has never been shaken.

"Holy Master!"

With a dignified expression, Lao Tzu stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Taiji diagram flew up from Xuandu's body. He was about to make a move, but his expression moved, and An resisted.

"Master...!"

Xuan was in a hurry.

"Don't worry!" Lao Tzu waved his hand, "Didn't you notice? Chu Yang's expression was very calm from the beginning to the end. If faced with a certain death situation, not to mention him, even I and other saints will not be indifferent. "

"so?"

Xuandu's eyes suddenly lit up.

The land of great battles.

The four supernatural powers erupted, destroying everything and annihilating the void.

"Today, let you see my methods!"

Chu Yang suddenly roared.

He urged the Heaven Swallowing Gourd he had just obtained, and injected the Great Devouring Technique into it, making this middle-grade innate spirit treasure violent to an unprecedented degree.

The mouth of the gourd released a truly heaven-swallowing power.

After turning the nest, the way of Tai Chi was integrated again, absorbing all four kinds of supernatural powers.

In an instant, the void was silent.

As soon as Kunpeng was in a daze, his face changed wildly, and he pointed at Chu Yang and said tremblingly, "You madman, do you want to drag us to be buried together? The four ultimate supernatural powers, as well as my Xuanbing Sword, are bound to explode when their power is fused together. , then...!"

As he spoke, he trembled.

"We are doomed to die, and your human race will be destroyed as well!"

"This kind of power is definitely not inferior to the full blow of any saint!"

"Crazy, crazy, you're a fucking lunatic!"

Kunpeng cursed, turned around and fled.

Fuxi, Zhulong and Xingmu also changed their expressions wildly and fled away quickly.

The great powers of the heavens who watched the battle all changed color.

"It's too cruel. This is to drag Kunpeng to be buried with you. Human saint, I still underestimated you!"

In the Ancestral Witch Hall, Di Jiang suddenly stood up.

The rest of the ancestral witches also looked serious.

"Fuxi is dead, Kunpeng is dead, the candle dragon is dead, the star mother is dead, and after 500 years, there will be a war, and the monster race will be destroyed!"

Xuan Ming showed joy.

"Damn!"

In the heavenly court, Di Jun showed a look of rage.

"Human Saint Master, how dare you, how dare you...!"

Di Jun trembled, regret filled his heart.

When the four kinds of power gather together, the explosive power can destroy hundreds of millions of miles of space into nothingness. Even the Xuanbing sword inside, even a top-grade innate spirit treasure, can be crushed and annihilated.

Chu Yang's expression was also unprecedentedly serious.

In front of him, the sky-swallowing gourd has been cracked, and the light emitted from it pierced through his powerful body.

"I'm playing with fire!"

Thinking in his heart, he couldn't help but licked his lips, and urged a move.

"Holy Sacrifice Great Immortal Art!"

After Chu Yang's voice fell, the Sky Swallowing Gourd suddenly disappeared.

"Sure enough!"

"With the Heaven Swallowing Gourd, the Black Ice Sword, and the power fed back from several ultimate supernatural sacrifices, my cultivation will definitely be pushed to the peak!"

"At that time, Zhulong, Kunpeng, Star Mother, Fuxi, Dijun, Donghuang, hehe...!"

Chu Yang was certain in his heart, so he showed a ferocious look.

Chapter 978 The Oath of Heaven: People, Witches, and Demons

When surrounded by four strong men, Chu Yang came up with various countermeasures.

Especially when he saw all of them displaying their ultimate unique skills and bursting out with destructive power, Chu Yang finally decided on a method in his mind.

With the Sky Swallowing Gourd, it instantly absorbs all the magical powers.

He knew that even if this spirit treasure was innately middle-grade, it would explode in an instant, but as long as it lasted for a short moment, it was enough.

As he expected, with the snap of a finger, Chu Yang gave the Heaven Swallowing Gourd to the Holy Sacrifice.

Even if he couldn't hold on or couldn't perform the holy sacrifice, he still had the last resort.

Throw the sky-swallowing gourd, urge the Kongtong seal to defend, and then break the space with the god-killing gun in the body, and let the Guangming Buddha receive it.

It seemed dangerous, but it was actually completely within Chu Yang's grasp.

The sky-swallowing gourd exploded as soon as it fell on the altar, and the torrent of destruction that spewed out made Chu Yang tremble. However, this force suddenly froze, as if time stood still.

The next moment, the power of destruction, the fragments of the sky-swallowing gourd, and the almost unstoppable Xuanbing sword all condensed and melted quickly, transforming into a force of good fortune beyond imagination.

This change is just a flick of a finger.

With the power feedback, Chu Yang's aura surged like crazy, until it reached the peak of the late quasi-sage before it could barely stop.