Chapter 777

"Bang!"

Ye Chen's fist is like an antelope's horn, which can't be found. From an incredible angle, he smashes the huaxue magic knife with infinite strength, and hits the black robed God's chest.

"Poof!"

Although the black robed God was strong in cultivation, his body was far away. He was hit by the leaf dust on the spot and flew out. A mouthful of blood gushed out, click, click, crack, and how many ribs were broken. If it wasn't for the body armor, I'm afraid it would have been smashed on the spot.

"Come again!"

Ye Chen is not as good as forgiving others when he is in power.

He was full of golden blood, boiling to the peak. The eight gods are surrounded by each other, and one body of cultivation has been turned into twelve percent by the leaf dust. Ye Chen exclaimed happily that the battle had never been so smooth until the Milky way.

"Shua --!"

At that moment, ye Chen leaped into the void, his wings spread out, and the rosefinch God appeared behind him. He had a pair of big hands, surrounded by nine colors of fire, and hit the black robed God with one blow. He directly flew him hundreds of miles out of the sky and into an island, which hit the Ten Mile Island deep into the ground.

"Kill!"

The black robed God opened his mouth and swallowed a long-lasting medicine, and the medicine juice was sprinkled all over his mouth and nose. He did not care at all, and once again he stood up to fight. But he is far from ye Chen. After the nine orifices return to one, ye Chen is equivalent to the unity of the nine yuan babies, with a whole body of mana, which can be compared with the later period of the baby. Although the God of black robe is the later stage of Yuanying, he belongs to the false primordial infant of the galaxy. He has dropped at least one level, which is Ye Chen's opponent.

"Yila --!"

Ye Chen waved his hand and directly tore his arm. Then he punched him again and flew the blood melting sword.

At the end of the day, he stepped on the black robed God with a roar.

"How dare you insult me

The black robed God was furious. He even swallowed several ten thousand year old herbs, and his blood color was red. His whole body Qi and blood moved to the peak. His eyes were torn and he roared wildly. The terrible magic power burst out from him, as if the mountain could be overturned.

But ye Chen's huge foot, like steel pouring, did not move, firmly stepping on the bottom of the black robed God.

He looked down at the God in black robe, and his voice was like thunder in the sky: "who are the lower clans, you say?"

At that moment, countless monks in the galaxy, witnessing this scene, felt as if something had been broken in their hearts.

The Lord of Lingxiao holy land, which has been standing high for more than 100000 years, has been trampled under his feet. Moreover, he is Ye Chen, the only true king of Chinese origin. No matter how stubborn the old emperor was, he had to shake his mind.

"Is this galaxy really going to change its master?"

"Click!"

The black robed God roared angrily and wanted to resist, but ye Chen crushed him with one foot, like the top of Mount Tai, and pressed him more and more tightly, just like a 10000 ton hydraulic press crushing stones, he was suddenly prepared to trample the black robed God into meat cakes.

"I ascend to the holy land of the sky. I'll talk to you, but you won't listen. In this case, I will help you and crush all of you in the holy land. "

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and behind him, countless Chinese sages loomed. Ye Chen's foot not only represents himself, but also represents the emperor Xuanyuan of that year, and represents countless ancestors who died unjustly under the divine law of the galaxy for thousands of years.

"Bang!"

The God of black robe was pressed down, and a divine fire erupted from his chest. The black armor creaked and could not hold on. The whole person was like a tomato that was about to explode.

At this moment, he can't help but cry out: "grandfather help me!"

When he uttered his voice, the whole holy land of Lingxiao suddenly trembled and roared with unimaginable Qi and blood. Let all friars tremble at the same time within thousands of miles, and countless true kings and heavenly kings kneel down on the ground together.

"Is that?"

They opened their eyes at the same time and looked in horror.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the whole holy land of Lingxiao is shaking. The sacred mountains of tens of thousands of Zhang high are roaring with the roar of countless roads. The laws of the heavenly king appear. Countless patterns and arrays of Dharma seem to have been activated, and at the same time, they are shining brightly. The fairyland pavilions, which contain endless essence, are booming at the same time, as if they are welcoming the host.

"This is Is the sky really immortal

Countless people stare at each other and look at it in disbelief.

Being able to be called the ancestor by the God in black robe is obviously not qualified. The black robed God has been regarded as the most powerful Holy Land in the past dynasties, but he is also trampled on by the leaf dust. How can other generations of God carry the leaf dust even if they are revived? At least it's a real immortal in the sky, or the most powerful person of that generation.

"Even if it's not a real immortal, I'm afraid it's not far away. It should be one of the pioneers of LingXiao Holy Land in those years."

The emperor of red lotus looked dignified to the extreme and said slowly.

In fact, the power of that ancestor was too terrible when he was in this world. In the holy land of Lingxiao, it seems that there is a real dragon dormant. At the moment, it slowly recovers, and its breath is soaring. Now it has broken through the initial stage of Yuanying, and will soon break through the middle and later stages. How can people not doubt and marvel at the existence of such terror.

"Are old monsters really dormant?"Ye Chen is a little surprised. A hundred thousand years ago, even if he could live again, he had already turned into a pile of loess.

However, even if Lingxiao immortal resurrects, what is Ye Chen's fear? In the few months after he closed his door to the immortal land, he developed several great magic powers to kill and conquer the world, as well as the final cards, which were prepared for the combination of Taoism and real immortals.

"It's true that there is harmony. I should also cut it off!"

Ye Chen's voice is like iron, and his eyes are sharp like a sword.

"Boom!"

The stinging dragon like breath directly broke through the later period of Yuanying and climbed all the way to the peak of Yuanying. All of a sudden, the breath disappeared.

With a click, the main hall at the top of LingXiao Holy Land opened, and out of it came a black armored man, covered in the iron of the underworld, with the breath of death in the nether world, like a ghost general coming from the river Styx.

He was covered in dark armor, his head was covered, and his eyes were scarlet.

"My name is glacier."

"Who is it, wake up this seat?"

Every word of the black armor man seemed to come from the underworld hell. The monks around thousands of miles could not help shivering, as if falling into the endless ghosts.

"It's the ice river, the invincible general under the real celestial constellation in the sky!"

At this moment, an old monk finally recognized him and couldn't help shouting.

Other friars were even more pale at the same time. It's a name that's really inspiring. According to legend, when he was a teenager, he was also the young Tianjiao of the galaxy generation. He once ranked first in the galaxy list. He fought with the real Lingxiao immortal for countless times. At the end of the day, the real immortal of Lingxiao was convinced by the combination of Taoism and Taoism.

From then on, glacier God will follow the real fairy in the sky and sweep through the abandoned star regions. No matter it is not just the galaxy, but many nearby galaxies and any star, it will be shocked by its name.

This man is extremely ferocious. His hands are covered with the blood of countless foreigners, and he has the title of executioner. One's accomplishments, even to the peak of Yuanying, is only one step away from the road. If it had not been for Lingxiao Zhenxian who had forestalled his path and blocked his way, I am afraid the glacier might not have been able to combine with the evidence.

"How can such old monsters as those tens of thousands of years ago come into the world?"