I have an altar of luck

"Hehehe... It's just blocking some of my father's tricks. How dare you shout so loudly. Today, my father will let you know how big the gap between a half-immortal and a real human immortal is!"

The terrifying aura is rising steadily, Xiang Qianqiu's long hair is flying, the rules are condensed around the body, and quickly condensed into substance, the terrifying light is like a beam of light, straight into the sky.

The next moment, the beam of light condensed by the rules erupted impressively, and at the same time, the light of the double pupils in Xiang Qianqiu's eyes also erupted instantly, condensed into one in an instant, and shot straight at Chen Yuan.

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In the boundless and endless turbulence of space, there are murderous intentions everywhere, and every space turbulence is no less than a dangerous scene to a real person under the Yang God.

But Mo Luo and the patriarch of the Seven Killing Palace ignored all of this, and their fight was no weaker than the fight between Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu, and was even stronger.

Because the two of them are genuine human immortal peak powerhouses, condensing the existence of the three flowers on top, and with a wave of their hands, they can cause the void to collapse and the earth to turn over.

And here, he showed his strongest power without any scruples. The turbulent magic flame covered the turbulent flow, turning all the places he could see into the world of the magic flame.

The powerful murderous aura and evil aura condense into substance, like sharp blades, each tremor can shatter the turbulent void in a radius of thousands of feet.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The golden Buddha's light can penetrate the void, and Mo Luo displayed a golden body thousands of feet tall, and the bright Buddha's light is even enough to melt the turbulent flow of the void.

"town!"

Accompanied by a thunderclap, the muffled rumbling sound continued to erupt, and the rules were transformed into everything here, which could be a Buddha's palm or an alms bowl.

The rules have no form, but those who control the rules can turn the rules into anything they want at will.

"kill!"

The Patriarch of the Seven Kills Palace, who was as dry as a zombie, still had a hoarse voice, and also condensed into a terrifying blue giant palm, blasting towards Mo Luo's golden body.

This time, he can be considered to have fully demonstrated his strength, one is because Xiang Qianqiu paid him too much, and the other is because he really doesn't want Mo Luo to intervene in the entanglement between Xiang Qianqiu and his son.

From the moment he decided to help Xiang Qianqiu, Chen Yuan had to fall, otherwise, the Palace of Seven Kills would definitely be destroyed by Chen Yuan's hands, and the destruction of the Palace of Seven Kills would be trivial.

What he is afraid of is that in the future Chen Yuan will really control the Central Plains, claiming to be a lonely man, possessing supreme strength and influence. At that time, there will be no place for him to stand in the Central Plains.

Can only flee overseas to survive.

But a fairy who has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain, and has been stable for hundreds of years, if he is forced to that position, he will really lose his position. Even if he has such false things as fearless face, he still can't hang up.

The two giant palms bombarded together, and compared the rules, the cyan light and the golden Buddha light echoed each other, as if a terrifying existence was about to wake up.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a moment, the golden Buddha's light and the blue evil spirit exploded at the same time, the terrifying roar resounded in the void, and the terrifying aftermath swept across dozens of miles.

Empty the void and turbulence within the range of their fight directly, and turn them into dust.

It's a pity that in this void interlayer, the void turbulence is endless, recondensing all the time, and recovering again in just a short moment.

"Morro!"

The Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills suddenly spoke, and his voice kept echoing.

"What last words does the donor have to say?"

Mo Luo's eyes were indifferent, as if he was not facing a fairy ancestor, but just an ant, and even the movements of his hands did not stop.

The endless power of rules is still surging towards the opponent.

"Don't you want to know why I am so sure that Xiang Qianqiu will win?" The Patriarch of the Seven Killing Hall grinned, his expression seemed extremely comfortable.

"Now, the poor monk just wants to send the benefactor back to the west, and the thousand-year-old Shouyuan will live as neither a human nor a ghost. It is better to reincarnate in the Paradise of Paradise and reincarnate as a human being."

"Hahaha, you don't want to know, but I just want to tell you that the reason why Xiang Qianqiu asked me to take action is that the conditions he gave are too tempting.

It's also because he has already broken through the six realms and achieved the realm of immortals. In other words, Chen Yuan may even have fallen now. How can a Yang god be on par with immortals?

If you continue to fight, it will be of no use! "

The Patriarch of Seven Kills Palace stared closely at Mo Luo, waved his hands to wipe out the power of the opponent's rules, and at the moment when the opponent lost his mind, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a movement of the divine mind, a rusty iron sword suddenly appeared in the vast turbulence of the void, and the rust fell off in an instant. overhead.

As for the iron sword in his hand, it was cracked inch by inch and turned into rules.

"To fight with this seat, you are still far behind!"

The Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills laughed wildly. Before the fight, he had already made a lot of preparations, using the fake sword in his hand to confuse the opponent, while the real iron sword was hidden in the turbulence of the void.

When the iron sword successfully broke through the defense and was inserted on the top of the golden body, the surrounding space was silent for a moment, and then, the terrifying regular power erupted, filling the whole body of the golden body.

A series of cracks quickly covered the golden body, making crackling sounds continuously. When the golden body was already covered with cracks, like a broken porcelain doll, it exploded to pieces.

Mo Luo immediately spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his momentum began to decline.

The pale golden blood disappeared quickly, and Moro raised his head and looked directly at the other party, with a smile on his face at the same time:

"Then you know, Chen Yuan has already broken through the half-immortal realm and comprehended the power of rules, even if Xiang Qianqiu breaks through the sixth realm, the outcome between them is still unknown.

The benefactor... It's too early to be happy! "

"What did you say?!"

The pupils of the Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills shrank deeply, a little unbelievable, he thought that his side would win, but now...it seems...

"Ha ha……"

Moro smiled and said nothing.

"If I kill you, Chen Yuan won't be able to survive!"

The horrified expression on the face of the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Palace changed rapidly, as if he had changed his face, staring at Mo Luo's figure viciously, his eyes were full of coldness.

"The donor is too confident."

Mo Luo smiled lightly, and the next moment, behind the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Hall, a huge specter suddenly appeared, which was similar to the golden body, but the difference was that the golden body was compassionate, while the specter was full of killing intent.

Accompanied by Sombra's blow, it directly hit the Patriarch of the Seven Kills Palace. Even though he defended with the rules, he was still suppressed by the already prepared Specter's palm.

"puff!"

This palm directly blasted the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Palace back a distance of ten thousand zhang, spewed out a mouthful of black blood, his body almost collapsed, and his skin wrinkled even more.

"you……"

The Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills suddenly turned around, his eyes were full of disbelief and horror, he couldn't believe that he didn't expect Mo Luo to be able to hide so deeply right under his nose.

It was to injure him severely at the critical moment, and what was frightening was that once his physical body was destroyed, the speed of the passing of vitality would be accelerated several times, even the source of God could not seal it.

To put it simply, that palm directly hurt his foundation, and after a big battle, the loss of lifespan would be counted in decades.

"Amitabha!"

Mo Luo clasped his hands together and forcibly condensed a thousand-foot golden body again. Although he would suffer some injuries afterwards, he would definitely be able to take advantage of the situation at this time.

One Buddha and one demon, each occupying half of the sky, sealed off the retreat of the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Hall, and he was no longer as arrogant as before, with an extremely ugly face.

"This seat is leaving, not to intervene in the disputes between you and others."

You can do your best, but you can't die.

He didn't know what benefit Chen Yuan had given Mo Luo. A strong man at the peak of the human immortal would hurt him so hard at all costs.

Even if his physical body was annihilated in this battle, Mo Luo's fate would definitely not be much better.

"late."

Mo Luo looked down at the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Hall with indifferent eyes, and the golden body slammed down with a palm, and the ghost on the other side also punched, surrounded by endless magic flames.

……

Dangerous!

Dangerous!

Dangerous!

At this moment, a shadow suddenly shrouded Chen Yuan's mind, and he sensed an extremely dangerous aura. Almost without any hesitation, he acted forcefully in an instant and used the void to stagnate to buy himself time to retreat.

It is absolutely irrational to fight recklessly at this time!

Chen Yuan streaked across the afterimage in the void, and the ultimate beam of light ignored all means and directly hit his figure, but unexpectedly, the expected roar did not happen.

The beam of light directly tore through the figure, blasted into the void of the secret realm, and blasted out a huge hole again, causing the turbulent flow of the void to enter at a faster speed.

As for Chen Yuan, he still stood there without moving, but his expression was more solemn. He knew that Xiang Qianqiu was aware of his stagnation in the void.

Therefore, at the moment when he was about to dodge, he quickly changed his method, changing to a drop of blood essence and turning into a figure to dodge. Sure enough, the beam of light locked onto his breath.

"kill!"

After the phantom was destroyed, Chen Yuan didn't hesitate at all, and didn't let Xiang Qianqiu use such a method again, and took out the Emperor Butcher Knife without hesitation.

Blood energy, evil energy, murderous energy, primordial spirit, rules, all the forces suddenly condensed together, and the air mechanism locked on Xiang Qianqiu, bursting out with a more terrifying force than when he fought the fierce beast White Tiger before.

Come and don't go indecent.

Xiang Qianqiu must also try his tricks.

"boom!"

As soon as the sword glow of hundreds of feet came out, the surrounding void was suddenly emptied, and all the turbulent flow of the void was instantly shattered, heading straight for Xiang Qianqiu.

"roll!"

Facing the turbulent blade glow, Xiang Qianqiu's expression was also extremely dignified, and the rules around him instantly turned into a sharp spear, stabbing at the surging blade glow.

"Rumble..."

The violent roar exploded in the void, and the terrifying aftermath swept all directions, shaking the heaven and the earth. Wherever the aftermath passed, everything in the secret realm was turned into nothingness.

The movement was far more than that. This time, the roar once again blasted a huge hole in the secret realm. Coupled with the previous loophole, the speed of the collapse of the secret realm accelerated instantly.

"Rumble..."

Terrifying roars can be heard everywhere, and the diffuse turbulence of the void can be seen everywhere. In just a short moment, half of the secret realm was shattered and turned into nothingness.

Chen Yuan's and Xiang Qianqiu's gazes were fixed at the same time, and suddenly, both of them moved at the same time, bombarding together like two shooting stars again.

The intensity of the fight this time was even better than before.

The two sides fought and moved, the rules blended, and the physical bodies collided. Wherever they passed, it was the beginning of the collapse of the secret realm, and bright rays of light shone on the world.

A stream of sharp airs streaked across the sky and the earth, coupled with the cracking void that can be seen everywhere, the two of them were like gods of war, smashing the sky and the earth, and the void shattered.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Endless explosions sounded, Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu seemed to have forgotten everything at this moment, forgot everything, only remembered wanting to kill the person opposite.

Blade!

Gun mount!

rule!

Heavy pupil!

The void freezes!

The two sides tried their best to show their most powerful strength, and the fighting spirit became more and more intense in the confrontation, the flesh continued to roar, and the blood was like smoke...

Whether it is Chen Yuan or Xiang Qianqiu, their eyes are filled with murderous aura, and they have turned into real killing machines!

Past grievances!

The hatred of the restoration of the country!

The killing intent of father and son!

At this moment, it turned into a steady stream of motivation and fighting spirit.

It can be said that since Chen Yuan woke up in this world, Xiang Qianqiu has been accompanied by his growth almost all the time, but it was only because of the later promotion of his status that he gradually became aware of his existence.

Putting him to death all the time, treating him as a pawn all the time.

Such a person must die!

What father-son relationship is deep, there is only mutual grievances between them, the two faces stagnate at the same moment, at this time, they are [-]% similar.