Chapter 6848

"A mere illusion, dare you compete with me?"

As the strong emperor of heaven, the holy ancestor of the Yin devil has long seen through that this is the remnant image in the Yuantian magic sword, which is only split with one claw!

"Broken soul claw!"

Three sharp claw marks shattered the fierce awn of wanjian and engraved it on the void.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the sun and the moon turned into bubbles, and all the swords mourned together. The yellow sand scattered the scorching sun, and only the bloody robe stood in the void.

"I see what else you can do..." before his voice fell, a broad sword with red magic awn had passed through his chest!

"Yi!"

This speed is too fast, even if the emperor of heaven is strong, the evil Saint ancestor has no time to dodge. The Yuantian magic sword is stained with magic blood, and the light is even better!

The shadow of the shadow demon holy ancestor floated away and the demon body reorganized. He looked at the magic sword in front of him with vigilance!

The dark golden color of the hilt and the dark lines spread over the whole sword body. It looks like a heavy feeling. The scarlet sword body emits a blazing hot awn. The blood of the holy ancestor of the evil spirit is stained on it and evaporates in an instant.

"Demon clan, damn it!"

In an instant, the sword turned into a middle-aged man, with long hair scattered and dressed in a dark blue satin robe. It was red all over because of the war. There was a black dragon silver belt tied around the waist. A dark and dense hair drifted in the wind, and a pair of unfathomable deep eyes stared at the evil saint.

"Jie! Jie!" the holy ancestor of the evil spirit laughed fiercely, "it's so unbearable to complain about the evil sword attached to the body, the grand yuantianzong!"

The holy ancestor of the evil spirit is happy and fearless. Maybe he would lower his eyebrows ten thousand years ago, but now it's just a remnant soul imperial sword. Why should he be afraid?

"All the demons in the lost space-time area are damned!"

It was another fierce drink. The figure of the middle-aged man was killed. The sword intention of tearing the sky turned into a fist, bombarded and fought with the holy ancestor of the evil spirit for several times, but he didn't even touch the bloody robe.

"Roar!"

With an angry voice, the unwilling eyes gradually lost their look, replaced by a sense of redness!

"Defend the sword with your body!"

A magic sword was born in the sky and came to kill the evil saint. With each blow, a crack flashed across the void.

"Sword gang can break space!"

The holy ancestor of the evil spirit is fierce and weak. His body moves and dodges. The spirit of the sword has long been erased by the resentment of the Yuantian sect. Although the Yuantian magic sword is terrible, it only has the instinct of destruction!

"Bloody rain!"

It was the terrible blow that broke the old heaven and earth of the Lingtian family. At the moment, the holy ancestor of the Yin devil showed up again. The hot sun between heaven and earth was soaked with bright red, and the bloody stars and moons dotted with thousands of killing intentions!

"Boom!"

At the end of the sky, the auspicious clouds were gone, and the bloody thunder roared down. One by one, it hit the body of the Yuantian magic sword, and the red blood mist steamed up on the body, showing an inexplicable pattern.

"It was carved with runes and prohibitions!" the holy ancestor of the evil spirit narrowed his eyes and immediately split his claw on the sword, and a buzzing came out!

"For my use, surrender to me, Yuantian magic sword!"

With a fierce drink from the holy ancestor of the evil spirit, the blood thunder dissipated under the sky. For a moment, the whole world was shrouded in endless blood, and raindrops were sprinkled in the void.

Every drop of blood rain is accompanied by a roar that resounds through the sky. One drop smashes hard stones and two drops pierce the hillside. The power of the heavenly king is unstoppable!

Countless blood rain drops on the Yuantian magic sword, and the clearly visible lines are gradually disappearing!

"Ye Chen, the old guy is going to erase the resentment on the Yuantian magic sword!" ling'er is also aware of the seriousness of the matter. Once the holy ancestor of the Yin devil controls the Yuantian magic sword, unless he is born like Ren extraordinary, it will be difficult to find an opponent in this world!

Maybe it will be the next Wutian!

At that time, ye Chen will be more dangerous!

"Damn it!"

Ye Chen firmly established his faith. He wanted to destroy the old guy with the help of the Yuantian magic sword sealed in the Wudao reincarnation map, and could also solve the erosion of resentment on the Wudao reincarnation map. Unexpectedly, the old things in the Yin devil temple were so terrible. Although they were hurt, they could erase the resentment of Yuantian magic sword!

"The strength of this guy is not far from the next small breakthrough!"

Ling'er murmured.

The bloody rain is gone, the whole earth is devastated, and the gravel and flying sand are all turned into powder. The whole space is full of a strong smell of blood. The previous landscape fairyland is like purgatory on earth, with no vitality!

A heavy magic sword lies quietly in the void. The strange lines on it have already dissipated, and the power of resentment that permeates the space of the reincarnation map of martial arts has also dissipated invisibly.

Yuantianzong has been destroyed in the world since then!

The white bone man's figure was no longer tall and straight, turned into a touch of fly ash and dispersed with the wind. The tens of thousands of white bone armies were scattered into mud and ground into dust, returning to peace.

"Cough..."

A mouthful of blood coughed up. The white man led by the twelve saints was red all over his skirt. Rao was at the end of his power at the moment.

Spit a mouthful of broken meat in the viscera with the smell of yellow sand, looked back at the people in the demon temple, more than 20 people from this trip, several of the twelve saints fell, and others died!

These dead bones consumed many of his brothers. Fortunately, the holy ancestor successfully extricated himself at the critical moment. Looking at the magic sword standing in the void, a touch of excitement flashed in everyone's eyes!

The shadow of the holy ancestor of the evil spirit floated forward, and the slender sword, which was thin and unlike human, was defeated by others at the moment of touching the Yuantian magic sword.

"Yuantian magic sword, I'll take it!"

The void fluctuated, a young voice sounded, and the indifferent figure crossed the sky, taking away the treasure that the demon holy ancestor was about to get.

"Jie, Lord of reincarnation, I thought you didn't dare to show up!" the hoarse voice responded to Ye Chen, which was full of sarcasm.

"In that case, I'll take the Yin demon Tianshi and Yuantian magic sword together!" the residual shadow of the bloody robe flashed, and a claw hit Ye Chen.

One strike with Yuantian magic sword in his hand was enough to tear open the terrible claw of the sky and be blocked by the magic sword.

"Damn it!" Ye Chen scolded secretly. Although the Yuantian magic sword at the moment is an ownerless thing, it is only a random blow, which drained Ye Chen's remaining spiritual power.

"The heavenly king and the strong deserve to hold the sacred thing, which can be coveted by mole ants like you?"

It seems that ye Chen's state is seen. The figure above the void is not in a hurry. He looks at Ye Chen all over, just like a butcher looking at the fish on the chopping board!

Although he is injured and there is a lot of gap between his strength and the peak, it is enough to wipe out the boy in the real world!

Lost time and space, he is king!

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