God-level copy system

The shattering of the protective cover of the Protecting Sect's large formation became the last straw that overwhelmed the senior leaders of the Yuanling Sect.

Moreover, this is the result of the giant palm covering the sky, which has not yet completely fallen.

Before touching it, just relying on its dissipated power, the guardian array couldn't resist it.

What if it falls down?

The entire Yuan Lingzong will have to be turned into a basin, and it will cease to exist, right?

As for them, they turned into muddy flesh and hid in it, never to be seen again.

In everyone's heart, there is only fear and despair.

They couldn't imagine that in this era, there would be such a powerful existence.

With one palm, they can be destroyed as the Yuan Lingzong, one of the six major forces in the Eastern Yuan Continent.

From today onwards, Yuan Lingzong may cease to exist and become history.

This tragic thought flashed through the minds of the senior members of the Yuan Lingzong.

Even Yuan Lingzi was completely desperate and no longer resisted.

To be precise, I couldn't resist it.

That endless, vast power, like a natural disaster, is too terrifying.

All his thoughts were destroyed.

Unexpectedly, the sect would be extinct in his hands.

Yuan Lingzi thought in great pain.

I hope that after going down, I won't be blamed by my ancestors.

He has tried his best.

It's just that the other party is too scary.

It's not at his level that he can handle it.

More, warriors with lower cultivation bases were directly stunned and lost consciousness.

Under the watchful eyes of countless Yuan Lingzong warriors.

The palm print covering the sky finally fell.

It enveloped everyone and covered them all at once.

They also lost sight.

Time passed little by little.

Ok?

Why is there no pain?

Could it be that they were all killed in an instant, without even having time to feel the pain?

Some doubts appeared in the hearts of countless warriors.

Followed by.

It was originally dark, as if it had come to a dark world.

Actually began to recover slowly.

Sight gradually recovered.

The sun poured down.

...

and many more...

Haven't they been exterminated?

How can I still see the sun?

Is there sunshine in hell?

Also, in this legend, how come the scene of hell is so similar to their sect?

This environment, this breath...

Until, a familiar voice came.

"Thank you senior for your mercy, my Yuan Lingzong is willing to join the senior's command and let the senior command!"

This is the voice of the ancestor Yuan Lingzi.

It turns out that we are still alive.

That's great.

It's good to be alive!

Countless warriors breathed heavily, feeling the breath of being alive.

Although the surrounding smoke filled the air, it was not suitable for breathing.

But none of that matters anymore.

There is nothing like knowing that you are alive.

After the scene that was extremely close to death just now.

In any case, he survived.

And in the sky.

Headed by Yuan Lingzi, all the high-ranking members of the Yuan Lingzong were also saluting respectfully, and they were no longer in the normal state before.

He took the initiative to call Lin Xuan a senior, and chose to surrender.

The rest of the higher-ups have no objections.

After experiencing the previous scene, they knew what a terrifying existence this one was.

It is already far beyond their level.

Even the ancestors are far behind.

It is very likely that in the legend, only the Zhongyuan Continent exists, and the terrifying powerhouse surpasses the emperor level.

The gap between the two sides was beyond their imagination.

Because, in the entire Eastern Yuan Continent, since the Middle Ages, there has never been such a strong person.

They have deeply experienced and seen the power of that palm print covering the sky.

Although judging from the results, they were all still alive, fine, and hardly even injured.

But if you think that the palm that covers the sky has no power and is just for show, you are completely wrong.

Although Yuan Lingzong is relatively well preserved.

But around Yuan Lingzong, the peaks within dozens of kilometers have either collapsed or been flattened.

It turned out that this area was not small, with rolling mountains.

Now, it has also turned into a large flat land.

The ability to forcibly change the landscape of a large area with such extraordinary fortune is no longer the category of emperor-level warriors.

In addition, they were nearby, and their long-standing reliance, the Yuan Lingzong's guardian formation, was also shattered by it.

Before the sky-covering palm fell, it was crushed hard.

It is enough to prove the terrifying power of that palm.

As for their ability to survive, there was basically not much damage inside the Yuan Lingzong.

What's more, it should be that the other party did it deliberately and showed mercy.

Otherwise, how could it be possible that the Zhetian palm print, which even the protective array could not resist, would disappear without a trace?

And this can further explain the unfathomable depth of the other party.

Even such an offensive that was so powerful that they could not bear it and could not imagine its power could be precisely controlled.

It shows that the opponent's strength may be far more than that.

How could they provoke such an existence?

As for the original sect inheritance.

If he offended the other party, the other party would shatter the entire sect in a flash.

If no one survives, the inheritance will still be broken.

They are not that one-sided.

It will still be compared and calculated.

Rather than exterminating the entire clan, for example, the entire clan was preserved.

To live is to have a future.

Moreover, the inheritance may not necessarily be broken.

Most are still alive.

As long as there are still people who practice core martial arts and it is not cut off, it cannot be said to be cut off.

One by one, the high-level leaders came up with reasons to convince themselves.

After all, it is only after walking through the gate of hell that one realizes the value of survival.

As for the middle and lower-level warriors below, there is no opinion.

These people can only be represented, and it is useless to have opinions.

No matter which world you are in, it is the same.

A few make the decisions that determine fate.

In the front, Yuan Lingzi was extremely lucky, and the look of panic on his face had not completely dissipated.

This one is really too strong.

It was so strong that he almost couldn't think of resisting.

He finally understood the attitude of that peer.

Although it has been thousands of years, there is no such precedent.

But after seeing it, he quickly accepted it.

In this world, the strong will always prevail.

He was not born all his life, but he was at the peak of the imperial level, standing at the apex of the entire continent.

Instead, he walked step by step and set foot on this ladder.

When I was weak, I also bowed down to be small, and bowed my head to worship, not once or twice.

If it was too tough, it would have died a long time ago.

It is impossible to go this far.

At this point, just do what has been done before.

No problem.

It's just that it hasn't happened in hundreds of years.

It's a little rusty.

He also put himself in the right place.