Immortals that cover the sky

"It's him...it's him!" Among the ancient clan, the two patriarchs beside the Heavenly Prince showed shock, and then their expressions became embarrassing.

"Back then, when I woke up occasionally, I was surprised by him, but I was blocked by a strange stone wall. I couldn't get all my spiritual thoughts in, but I almost wiped it out." An ancestor said, they are the descendants of the immortal emperor's subordinates. People, guarding Zishan according to the order of their ancestors, were sealed in the source of the gods.

"At that time, when it was the person under Wu Shidao stage who made the move, I think he was deliberately sharpening the person's Dao heart and tempering his iron-like will, otherwise we would have a chance to kill him." Another name is Patriarch Wang Dao, but when it comes to that person, he is extremely afraid.

"Is it the man surnamed Gu who guarded the mausoleum for the old man without a beginning? Calculating the time, he should have been dead for some years!" The emperor sneered again and again.

"I really didn't expect it to be him. He has lived to this day. Since he escaped from the predicament of the ancient Huangshan, he has become so powerful that even the original aura is completely different. It seems to be a different person."

"We also stepped forward to help them." The two ancestors finally couldn't bear it, and strode into the arena, entering the confrontational situation.

At this moment, the Divine King took the initiative to attack. His right hand was evolving and became a sky-breaking sword. It was unparalleled in sharpness, and it seemed to be able to cut through the heavens of all ages. — Taihuang Sword!Step out and disappear in place, and show up behind the ancestors.The peerless heavenly sword slashed across, cutting off the heads of three of the ancestor kings, annihilating the primordial spirit, and spilling a large amount of blood.

The white-clothed god king screamed, and his left hand turned into an ancient pagoda of fairy tears and green gold. Its defense power is amazing, and it shocks the nine heavens and ten earths. It seems to be able to suppress the ancient, modern and future. It is the West Emperor Pagoda!Another soldier's light appeared, and the tower formed by his left hand suppressed and killed an ancestor king, turning it into a pool of blood and broken bones, and turning his soul into ashes.

"What kind of esoteric art is this?" It was too fast, all of this happened in the electric flint flower, no one reflected it, Taiming and Haoyang, the two great sage kings, evolved all kinds of avenues, and they were trapped in the sky.

Ye Fan was very excited, because this is the eight-phase world that Changqing passed on to him, but today he has witnessed its mystery and power, which can be called fairy art.The one who knows this fairy art in Yaochi is the Queen of Blood and Electricity, because she has already learned it in Changqing's hands.

In the past three years, Changqing and Jiang Taixu have discussed with each other, except for their own Wuji Sutra and the other's Hengyu Sutra, all kinds of esoteric techniques have already been exchanged, just like Changqing can now also fight with the word secret and the song of the gods.

"when……"

A bell rang, the avenue rang harmoniously, everything moved, the universe seemed to be turned upside down, and the long bell sound spread across tens of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.The God King in white clasped his hands together to his left and turned into a big bell with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers branded on it.There are hundreds of millions of miles of rivers and mountains, and there are also flowers, birds, fish species, birds and beasts, stars in the sky, and gods kneeling on the ground, simple and atmospheric, and the secret of the beginning of the evolution of heaven and earth.It is the clock without beginning!

"what…"

The two ancient kings shouted and tried their best to fight against it, but it was useless.

In the middle of the Independence Field of the God King in white, his clothes were rattling, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. This was the price he paid for killing the four ancestor kings in an instant.

"Enough!" Two pillars of blood shot up from the heavenly caps of the two saint kings, Taiming and Haoyang, piercing through the sky. In the void, he wanted to refine the white-clothed god king alive.

The god king in white suppressed his fighting spirit, calmed down, and transformed into a fuxiqin in front of him again, without any trace of murderous aura. It looked like a murderous god when it moved, and it was like an orchid when it was still. Now it was shrouded in a rain of flowers.

At this moment, all the ancestor kings fought together, turned into a boundless god and fought forward, trapping him in a small world, they wanted to refine the peerless god king.

The king of gods plucked the strings with both hands, and played the real song of God with his own heart, coupled with the analysis of the Tao contained in Fuxiqin, and the sublimation of Tao after he practiced to the extreme.

"Zheng!"

A shocking sound of killing ghosts and gods!Slashed through the sky and rushed out of this small world cage.In front, the ancient king of Haoyang had cracks between his brows, blood dripped down, his face was full of disbelief, the blood stained the platform red, and then he fell down on his back.

Such a powerful saint king, who had few rivals in the world during the ancient times, passed away like this, which is undoubtedly shocking to all the tribes of the ancient times.Taiming Sage King stepped back a few steps, his expression froze, this was a person on his equal, he just died like this.And the other ancestor kings were all cold, such lethality was so sharp, they would never have any difficulty beheading them, which made them feel helpless.

Fuxiqin stands in front of it, flowing and clear, and the five strings undulate, like five transparent real dragons leaping, singing the rhythm of heaven and earth.The mouth of the king in white was bleeding, and he started to play the piano again. He was as ethereal as a god, peaceful and indifferent, sitting cross-legged in the void, shrouded in a rain of flowers, facing all the kings alone.

"He's consuming life and hurting people, but he will pay the same price. You don't need to be afraid." The Great Ming Ancient King said in a deep voice, he looked like a god who had rushed out of the underworld.The figures were clear, and more than a dozen ancestor kings stepped forward and surrounded the white-clothed god king again, but everyone was extremely cautious, and they were all afraid of being killed by a single blow.

"Kill him together, he consumes his own life, and he won't last long." A rather radical ancestor king roared, and took the lead in launching the attack. He opened his mouth to hang Tianhe, which was caused by an ancient mirror he spat out. Hair, the sage's law is sacrificed, and it is submerged in the small world in front of it.

"Ding"

A sound note jumped, and a killing sound burst out, cutting off the silver law, going against its trajectory, and rushing towards the ancestor king.A flower of blood bloomed, and the patriarch fell to the sky, with blood spattering between his brows, and was pierced in an instant, and a black hole appeared there, swallowing the blood.

"The Holy Dao refines the net, wipe it out together, and shatter its body!" An ancestor king whispered, and took the lead in spitting out a mouthful of innate essence.They didn't want to take any risks anymore, they wanted to kill the God King in the safest way, and each sacrificed a saint source to refine him.

In the pure land, the king of gods was very quiet. He plucked the strings with both hands, and the music of gods flowed out. It started with a tinkling sound, and then gradually became louder, clanging and vibrating, piercing the sky.A ray of divine splendor rushed up, piercing through the dao net, like a divine sword piercing the sky, and cut out directly, another ancestor king turned into calamity ashes, and the rest of the dozen or so ancestor kings all changed their colors in shock.

In the center of the pure land, a bloodstain dripped down on the snow clothes of the king of the gods, blooming like blood-colored plum blossoms, which made people startled.Many monks in the human race are worried, this is definitely not an option, and the white-clothed god king will die with hatred.They looked at the Tsing Yi Immortal King one after another, but seeing that he was still indifferent, they felt relieved.

"kill!"

More than a dozen ancestor kings roared loudly, and the innate energy they exhaled became more concentrated, turning into a sea of ​​gods, drowning the front, without giving the god kings a chance.

"what…"

An ancestor king yelled, bearing the brunt of the impact, half of his body was strangled under a visible ripple, and he flew out horizontally. His primordial spirit collapsed and died on the spot.

"puff"

In front, an ancestor king yelled, blood was splashed everywhere, and he was instantly killed by the music of the gods, and his body and spirit were destroyed.

"what…"

Another patriarch yelled, and was cut by a zither string rushing out of the pure land. Under the soft singing of the divine sound, it became a rain of light, and turned into the Dao between heaven and earth, and disappeared.

"The Land of Nine Nethers, the Underworld floats and sinks, reincarnated!" Taiming Ancient King shouted in a deep voice, and instantly cast a forbidden technique, a desolate Netherland emerged, suppressed it, and wanted the God King to take it in.In the dark land, there is darkness and darkness, black mist surrounds, not a blade of grass grows, and a yellow spring gallops, leading to an unknown distance.

More than a dozen people shot together, and finally took the white-clothed god king in with Netherland, and everyone suppressed it together, trying to close this weird black prison.

In front of the God King, the five-stringed guqin was shining brightly. He swiped his hands, and his mind seemed to be immersed in it, imprinting his energy and spirit, and at this moment, there was a shocking roar!This is not like the sound of a piano, but rather like the sound of the sky's first movement, the world's first opening, the chaotic light shining, deafening.

"what……"

With a scream, the two ancestor kings were killed, their bodies were smashed to pieces, and they collapsed on the Tongtian Terrace, turning the void into scarlet.

The world of the underworld could not be closed, and the god king in white sat cross-legged in the void, within a radius of ten feet, it was crystal clear, thousands of flowers were falling, his expression was calm, and the sound of the piano returned to the original rhythm.A small pure land is stuck in the underworld, unable to enter or exit, and is deadlocked there.

"The god of the underworld reincarnates violently!" Taiming Patriarch King roared, using all his strength, and at the critical moment, he will decide his life and death, and other people also help, all exerting their strength, and all kinds of brilliance flood the Yaochi.The breath of fear is mighty, and the nine heavens and ten places will be beaten to pieces.

In the ten-zhang pure land, the god king breaks, wipes, picks, hooks, and picks with his right hand, and strokes, punctures, and bumps with his left hand. It is agile and natural, sacred and detached, and the whole person is filled with light.The divine sound is like water, peaceful and clear. The sound waves are not very high, but they can shake thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and cleanse people's souls. This is a real divine song!

"what…"

Finally, with a loud cry, the head of Taiming Ancestor King rolled down and was cut off by a voiceless shot, and then exploded, blood filled the air.

All the scenery in this piece of heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared, only the white-clothed god king himself remained, becoming an eternal ray of light, untainted by dust.

He is like a real god, sitting there motionless, the avenue sings harmoniously, the sky is full of auspicious colors, all moving for him, endless dao marks flickering, all singing for him.

No one could get close to him, only the falling flowers were dancing around him, even if he was seriously injured and coughed up blood, all the patriarchs would be terrified.The Queen of Blood and Electricity on the cliff felt lucky, fortunately every time she made a move.