Chapter 998

"Have you finished?" Zhao Yuande turned his body and found out that he directly grasped the innate Lingbao long sword in Xia Yan's hand, and then pulled it hard, which directly rushed Xia Yan's body forward.

Zhao Yuande grabbed Xia Yan's bright wrist and immediately felt that the skin was smooth and the feel was excellent, but there was a cold feeling.

"Ha ha! Come here!" Zhao Yuande took Xia Yan reeling in his dream and almost plunged into his arms.

All the people were stunned at the series of changes, especially the shocked man opened his mouth and was able to insert a few eggs.

He was deeply aware of the power of Xia Yan. Even in the Pantheon, she could rank in the top 15. Although she was only 30, she had reached the peak of the emperor, and her combat effectiveness could be comparable to that of the strong at the peak of the emperor. Even she was not her opponent.

But I didn't expect to be caught by someone in a short moment and pulled a goddess high in the Pantheon directly down the Shentan.

"Wow!"

The more than ten people belonging to the Pantheon immediately burst into a pot, and they reacted. Unexpectedly, a lower bound cultivator dared to challenge the dignity of the ninth deputy hall Lord of the Pantheon and desecrate Xia Yan goddess, which was unacceptable.

"You... You're bold! Do you know who I am? Do you know what you're doing? You... Go to hell!" Xia Yan was shocked beyond measure. Her proud cultivation was nothing in front of this person, but was captured by the other party in an instant!

A humiliation that had never been felt before surged into her heart. She was so murderous that she immediately forgot her father's entrustment and used her most powerful cards.

A terrible force suddenly broke out in her body, and suddenly opened Zhao Yuande's palm. A small tree three feet long suddenly came from her hand. The small tree seemed to be no essence at all, and the seven color light on it flickered constantly.

Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. The seven color small tree suddenly burst out a bright divine awn, which swept directly towards Zhao Yuande.

Zhao Yuande leaned back, and the seven color light brushed his face, leaving a deep bone scar on his face!

With Zhao Yuande's body, it was only lightly wiped and directly tore a huge scar.

He could not help but be afraid that if it were at 1:00 at night, his head would be swept away directly, even the sea would be blown up, and the spirit could not escape the sweep of the seven color light!

Although he is only a separate body now, this separate body consumes a lot of his blood essence and energy. If it is really destroyed, it will be wronged.

"What a vicious woman, die for me!" Zhao Yuande was really angry. He no longer dared to hold a playful attitude. When he explored the power of terror, he broke out directly and pressed his palm on the woman's head.

Xia Yan only felt a huge crisis coming. A huge palm print had been pressed on his own spirit. The palm print seemed to contain endless divine power, just like an indomitable giant breaking the chaos with one palm and a huge world spinning in the palm.

She was shocked. She felt that if this palm was really pressed, she would be beaten into a pool of meat mud in an instant. Even the spirit would be destroyed at the same time. All your traces in the world would be annihilated under this palm.

This palm is like the legendary great power, breaking the endless chaos in a circle and chopping out a new world with one fist.

"Good fortune! This is the power of good fortune!"

Xia Yan's eyes are wide. She can't believe it. It's a lucky fist!

"You know too late!"

When Zhao Yuande heard that the other party could see that he was lucky boxing, he was shocked. However, in an instant, this look disappeared. He was not afraid that these people would know, because these people in the Pantheon were going to die here.

"You... Do you want to kill people?" Xia Yan showed a trace of regret in his eyes. He shouldn't point out that this is the power of creation!

You should know that the power of creation is the most difficult to understand. It is said that the last great realm, the king of the Immortal Emperor in the fairy world, and the highest realm of the Pantheon are related to the power of creation.

Therefore, countless old monsters, immortal emperors and eternal strong ones, want to pursue the realm of the last step by understanding the power of creation.

If she tells the story of Zhao Yuande's control over the power of nature, I'm afraid this man will become a hot pastry in the eyes of all the strong and will line up to catch him.

Zhao Yuande's body has no mark of the reincarnation of the Zhou, so strong people don't have any scruples at all.

Therefore, Zhao Yuande's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

However, it is obvious that Zhao Yuande can't kill Xia Yan so easily. Behind the other party is a strong man in the eternal realm.

Her whole body was suddenly bright. A bright moon rose slowly from behind her head. The endless moon wrapped his body and was about to flee towards the distance. She wanted to escape the coverage of Zhao Yuande's palm.

But at this time, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be a flying insect stuck on a spider's web. He was imprisoned by a terrible force, so that she couldn't move at all. Even the spirit began to stop slowly.

"What! The power of time!" Xia Yan's heart once again set off a huge wave, but no matter how he moved his lips, he couldn't make a little sound. Only his eyes showed shock, and other places couldn't show it at all.

However, although they could not hear what she said, they understood the change of her lips.

Everyone was stunned at this time! A cultivator who has understood nature has also understood the power of time. This talent and talent makes everyone jealous and crazy.

By this means, even a strong man in the middle of the emperor could not escape his palm.

At this moment, time seemed to solidify. Zhao Yuande's palm had been pressed on Xia Yan's forehead. She could clearly feel that Zhao Yuande's palm had touched a strand of hair on her forehead. She even felt that she would be directly annihilated in this space at the next moment.

"No!"

"Stop!"

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"If you kill her, you can't live..."

“……”

Everyone in the Pantheon, including Shi Gaofei and the famine war, panicked at this time!

If Xia Yan really dies here, no one knows what kind of anger will erupt behind her. They even think they will pay for her life.