Chapter 1700

Boom!

In an instant, it was like the red sun rising to the East, giving off thousands of rays.

A share of supremacy, almost superior to heaven's powerful fighting spirit, instantly tear open the vast sword rain.

The light blade is very powerful and shining, among which all kinds of ferocious animal forms are constantly evolved.

The lion roared, the tiger roared, the wolf howled and the crane roared. An ancient fierce beast trampled on the earth and attacked the immortal.

The vast sword was suppressed in an instant.

This is the first time that the ghost of Zhuxian Dasheng has been suppressed since it appeared.

Crackle!

The sword was torn open. In front of Chu Yan's attack, Zhuxian Dasheng kept retreating. The movable space around his body shrank sharply and jumped violently, as if forming a vortex.

A little carelessness will drag his ghost into it and tear it to pieces.

In Chu Yan's eyes, Jing mang burns like a torch at this moment.

There are many inscriptions on the body, which are full of mysterious wills.

But at this moment, although Zhuxian Dasheng was forced to retreat, Chu Yan did not relax at all.

Zhu Xian Da Sheng's sword didn't move.

This ancient giant, even if it is only a ghost now, is definitely not so easy to be defeated.

Otherwise, a wisp of ghost, how to suppress thousands of evil spirits, but thousands of years!

At this moment, Zhuxian Dasheng's body shape retreated suddenly.

The void behind him became as thick as mercury and piled up.

A great idea came out of him.

A light awn, such as stars, in his wisp of soul eyebrow position, shining.

Although it's just a little light, it seems that at this moment, it contains the Galactic universe, rotating and changing, showing a taste of disturbing time and space, reversing the road, and controlling the gods.

"Xiao... Xin..."

In the sea of knowledge, there is a reminder.

"I understand!" Chu Yan nodded, the whole body aura, hand cut inflammation, violent sweep.

"Extremely angry sword intention!"

Hum!

At this time, the ghost of Zhu Xian Da Sheng also moved.

This wisp of ghost, holding Zhuxian sword, suddenly raised.

At this moment, Zhuxian sword turned into a group of light. Suddenly, it was divided into two, two into four, four into eight.

In a flash, it was divided into eight groups of incandescent fire.

The light of the fire reveals a holy and sacred mystery, like the call of the gods and the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

At this moment, Chu Yan only felt that there were countless sun and moon spinning and stars falling in front of Zhu Xian Da Sheng.

The sword of Zhuxian in the hands of Zhuxian Dasheng is now only the hilt.

At this moment, the ghost took the handle of the sword and suddenly crossed in front of him.

The eight fire lights immediately gathered and formed a heavy shield in front of him.

Bang!

The sword light of cutting inflammation, with the immortal breath of cutting everything, fell on the heavy shield.

This cut is enough to cut off mountains and seas, blow up an island and destroy a city.

But hit on this heavy shield, it is like snowflakes falling on the iron plate, silent, not only no response, but also no sound.

If this sword was not cut by Chu Yan himself, he would even doubt whether he had read it wrong or heard it wrong.

Immediately, Chu Yan felt the power of the great sage.

He had been prepared for a long time, and a blow had no effect. He immediately folded the void and retreated rapidly.

But just half a step away, Chu Yan saw the heavy shield, appeared all the cracks, and suddenly scattered.

A mighty force, towards the surrounding, hard oppression.

Heavy shield turns into eight incandescent lights again.

At the same time, Chu Yan felt that all the four spaces were frozen like a big iron plate.

A force field diffuses from the eight incandescent rays of the bar. The majestic force forms the force field and oppresses people on all sides. Before the great immortal is killed, it has brought great oppression to people.

"See" to Chu Yan, Zhu Xian Da Sheng don't give each other the chance to move, holding the hilt, a sword cut out.

In a flash, the eight incandescent lights tore up and burned almost the whole space. The attack rolled, swam across the sky, devoured the nothingness, and formed a surging waterfall. It poured towards the words of Chu, and forced him not to flow and breathe.

Unable to avoid, Chu Yan chose not to.

The whole body momentum, ascends to the extreme, the strength which the blood gas absorption brings erupts, this moment all urges.

Chu Yan's body, at this time, is like a melting pot of flames, almost to explode.

"The evil spirit will settle the Pearl of the sea!"

Facing the dazzling white flame, Chu Yan made a move.

Twenty eight precious pearls burst out at this moment.

With a slight shock, a sea of blood came out.

Blood light spread out in a flash, waves rolling, rolling, countless blood crazy.

A head of ferocious spirit, roaring, howling, roaring, extremely fierce, ferocious, rolling to kill.

In an instant, the thunder clouds were dense, the immortal thunder was shocked, the divine light was killed, and the solidified void all around was rushed away in an instant, and then hit the white flame fiercely.

Boom boom!

All of a sudden, the whole world is shaking, time and space are folding, the avenue collapses, and the five elements are broken. It's like a cave covered by this big array. At this moment, it becomes the origin of the end of the world.

Everything, at this moment, was destroyed and melted in the explosion.

The power of countless kings boils, vibrates and resonates among them.

The light of the big array flickered more and more quickly, and the surface swayed like water waves, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

Only the ancient evil spirits can compete with the great immortal Zhuxian!

Two hundred thousand years later, these two forces collided fiercely once again. They collided in pairs, and burst out with the majesty and critical attack that can break the ancient times and destroy everything.

A head of evil spirit, was beaten dim light, full of cracks, the source of continuous pouring, howling back to the Pearl.

And the incandescent God awn, like the God of heaven, was put out one by one.

When every light goes out, Zhu Xian takes a step back, and there is a hole in the body of the ghost.

The ghost itself has become thin and weak.

Bang bang bang!

The incandescent light goes out one after another. Every explosion seems to blow up the void directly, destroy it forever and turn it into nothing.

Roar!

With the last evil spirit unwilling, his whole body is full of porcelain like cracks, retracting into the Pearl, and the last incandescent light is also like a candle in the wind, tottering.

At this time, Chu Yan's body suddenly stepped out of the folded void.

Long lost opportunity, finally come!

"The angry dragon is hanged with a winch!"

A claw to grasp the flame, Chu Yan toward the tottering spirit of the great sage, open mouth a vomit.

"Break the wind god thunder!"

Torrential rain general thunder light, immediately the ghost of Zhuxian Dasheng into a sieve.

But it's not enough to kill each other.

Chu Yan fingertip raised, a wisp of blood red light, with a sea of blood general surging breath, hard burst.

In the sea of blood, there are more long lines of purple black, with the smell of destruction, interwoven into a net.

"Coagulation finger!"

Chu Yan waved his arm.

Make a long-standing kill!