Chapter 4805

Most of their immortal bones were broken, and the dense treasure light was also broken.

The sky is faintly falling.

There were nearly a hundred Yan immortals fighting with the immortal bone guard, but now they have lost more than half.

Although he has fallen, the last obsession of Dayan immortal is still terrible.

The explosion of martyrdom caused by their war has silenced this side, and the heaven of China is about to be broken.

This is a great war. With the continuous fall of Yan Xian, the three immortal bone guards are finally unable to support.

The immortal bone guard who suffered the most attacks finally dispersed his obsession, and his immortal bone was torn to pieces by Yan Li.

And the Yan immortals, who lost more than half, finally stopped the casualties and began to use huge Yan force to cover and press the immortal bone guard.

A total of forty-two Yan immortals were divided into forty-two array eyes. The unparalleled Yan force spread around them, condensed into a large array to cover the sky, and completely sealed down.

The two immortal bone guards in the array were constantly weakened, and their glittering and lustrous lights were disappearing. Finally, they turned into a fluffy powder and fell into the abyss again.

The last three obsessions of the whole old heaven dissipated.

When the obstacles dispersed, the array disappeared, and forty-two mysterious immortals fell on the broken square in turn.

In front of the settled forty-two Yan immortals, there is a maverick Yan immortals with an old face and a dignified atmosphere of the superior.

"Unexpectedly, I searched for several years and finally found a place to look at the ancient heaven."

Looking at the vast and silent boundless heaven in front of him, the mature Yan Xian's eyes showed a kind of excitement and obsession.

A thin, slightly obscene Yan Xian stepped forward and said respectfully, "congratulations to your Excellency on this fate. You will be able to ascend the throne of Da Yan Xian in the near future."

"Da Yan Xian's position..." the mature Yan Xian repeated it in a low voice, as if he was very satisfied with the flattery. "Now if I come here and can get the lost inheritance, the position of Da Yan Xian is nothing. Maybe even the luck of the emperor can be in my hands."

"At that time, who can stop me from their group of waste? Who else can I be subject to? "

"Your Excellency is right. I will follow you to the death." The short and wretched Yan Xian bent down and flattered with a smile.

After returning to God, Lao Cheng Yanxian waved his hand, looked at the silent heaven in front of him, waved his big arm, "enter!"

Forty three strong and unique figures, surging with supreme Yanli, marched into the heaven with the momentum of stars and the moon.

"Be alert to me, and there must be no mistakes." The mature Yan Xian said in a deep voice, then facing the Tianting hall door which is more than ten thousand feet high, he retreated slowly, letting the other Yan Xian walk in the front.

Facing such an ancient heaven, he was also nervous. After all, when he just dealt with the immortal bone guard, nearly 100 Yan immortals he brought directly lost more than half.

If there is any crisis in this heaven, it will be very bad.

The remaining 42 Yan immortals are all elite. He is confident that even if something terrible happens next, he can escape before these Yan immortals die.

With the joint efforts of more than a dozen leading Yanxian, the door of wanzhang Tianting hall opened slowly.

There was no crisis, as if everything had been silent for countless years.

Seeing this, the surrounded Laocheng Yanxian hurried away from the team and rushed in first.

Looking into the eyes, the hall is based on dark cyan, like a painting of ink sky with full artistic conception, full of magnificent momentum.

All the immortals were shocked and looked at the so-called heaven in disbelief.

Even though it has been silent for countless years, Tianting is Tianting, which is not the existence they can touch at all.

Although they are all Yanxian, one heavenly court is the supreme hub of countless heavenly regions, which can only be controlled by the emperor.

Don't talk about them. Even Dayan fairy wants to go to heaven and see the emperor, which is an extravagant hope.

Unless there is a Tianting feast once a year, Tianting will not be with them.

"Is this heaven?" All the Yan immortals were dazed, as if the fate of directly promoting Da Yan immortals appeared in front of them at the next moment.

Led by Lao Cheng Yanxian, he performed much better than them, but he was not calm, and his eyes were all hot.

"Go!" He gave orders in a deep voice, and then strode forward in the heaven.

Compared with the outer heaven, the inner heaven is even darker. Even Yan Xian can't see the scene more than ten feet away.

He waved a beam of diffractive force to illuminate. Lao Cheng Yan Xian, the leader, frowned slightly. He always felt something examining him in the dark. He felt speechless uncomfortable. For a moment, he shrank into the team.

In the whole boundless heaven, on the mountain and river columns listed on both sides, strange birds that want to swallow people are depicted, which also exerts a layer of pressure on all Yan immortals.

But they only have to go ahead, and the immeasurable fate is waiting for them.

When Lao Cheng Yanxian nervously explored whether there was a crisis in the dark, the wretched Yanxian beside him subconsciously took a cold breath.

"My Lord, there is someone ahead!"

Everyone was horrified and immediately put on a fighting posture.

Lao Cheng Yanxian looked through his eyes. Through the dim light beam, he saw several figures standing in the deepest part of the heaven, and in the center of the figure, there was a huge throne.

An unspeakable heavy pressure surged.

"Play tricks!" He clenched his teeth secretly and then said, "follow me!"

The light of the forty-two diffractive beams immediately lit up all around, and there was a panoramic view of the position of the emperor's seat.

When everything was at a glance, the air stagnated.

On both sides of the throne stood four great men.

The lowest one is nine feet, and the highest one is more than ten feet. Just going to that station is like a God peak.

In the middle of the four sacred peaks, on the throne, there sits an emperor dressed in ink plume Liuyun emperor's clothes!

Although there was no sound, the scene was very impressive.

All the immortals held their breath and dared not breathe.

"They are dead or alive..."

At this moment, even Lao Cheng Yanxian was confused, and his restless heart was uncertain.

"They should have been dead. They can't survive that war. No one can survive." He began to convince himself in his heart.

"Even if you don't die, after so many years, you must be extremely weak..."

The next moment, on the magnificent throne, the godless body quietly opened its golden eyes.

Lao Cheng Yanxian took a cold breath and burst out a rude remark.

"Shit, live!"