Chapter 1799： Magic Knife Revival

"interesting."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the palm print that covered the sky and the earth, his eyes were always calm.

Compared to Yi Qingteng, the Wuyi Great Ancestor's combat power is indeed stronger.

Moreover, this palm print is obviously in line with the mountains and rivers here, and it contains a ray of the general trend of heaven and earth, which is magnificent and mighty.

But, a rank six land supreme with no luck, naturally could not threaten Ling Xiao.

At the moment when the palm print fell, his figure... disappeared directly in place.

"boom!!!"

The palm print fell, directly crushing the mountain where Ling Xiao was located.

Those Wuyi tribesmen who were buried in the ground and still had a trace of life left, even fell completely under this palm print.

Thousands of meters of smoke rose up, charming eyes.

On the other hand, Yi Shan Gao sighed lightly and looked up at the sky.

I saw there, Ning Wuchuan stood in the void, transformed into the realm of the gods, and covered up the movement of this place.

"Now it is your turn."

Yishan Gao's eyes were full of vicissitudes, and there was a touch of extreme resentment in his eyes.

After this battle, the Wuyi tribe was completely over.

Although, with his strength, it is not difficult to gain a foothold in this ancient world.

However, the bloodline inheritance of the Wuyi clan was completely cut off.

Even if Yishan Noble has the ability to reproduce offspring, it is not an overnight thing to want to create a clan.

It can only be said that the heart is more than enough.

Can! !

Just when Yishan raised his feet and was about to walk towards Ning Wuchuan, he saw the latter grin suddenly and pointed at the mountains below.

"Um?"

Yi Shangao's face was stunned for a moment, but when he looked down again, he saw that the young man in black was still standing there, spotless and detached.

For a moment, Yi Shangao thought it was because of his blindness, and rubbed his eyes forcefully, his pupils shrank suddenly!

How can it be! !

The palm print he just waved, covering thousands of miles, was unavoidable.

With that kind of power, even Heavenly Sovereign couldn't easily resist it.

But, how can it be... unscathed?

even! !

It's incredible that even a piece of the young man's clothes has never been broken!

"The power of space?"

Suddenly, Yi Shangao seemed to have thought of something, and he waved his hands, not daring to retain a trace of strength, and moved towards Ling Xiao to suppress him.

Even the power of space has a limit after all.

He didn't believe that a contemporary teenager could keep his composure under his repeated attacks.

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, above Wushan, the roar suddenly started.

I saw that the spiritual seal of the sky was rolling down, without any gaps, giving Ling Xiao no space to dodge at all.

The originally towering mountain range was gradually smashed into an abyss crack that stretched for thousands of miles.

But, no matter how hard Yi Shangao tried, he couldn't hurt Ling Xiao at all.

It was as if the two of them were separated by a world that could not be seen by one side, which was insurmountable and despairing.

"Is the ancestor tired? Or, let me do it instead?"

In the end, when Yi Shangao's face was pale and his spiritual power was weak, he saw a figure walking slowly in the radiance of the sky.

"I do not believe!!"

Yi Shan shouted angrily, and actually burned his blood essence directly, urging Shentu to shroud Ling Xiao.

The divine might was mighty, and the entire divine image turned into a blood-red color, like a sea of ​​blood, overturning everything.

This scene was so shocking that even Ning Wuchuan had a frightened look in his eyes.

But, seeing the calmness on Ling Xiao's face, his inner unease quickly dissipated.

Ling Xiao's strength can no longer be measured by realm.

In front of him, neither the holy realm nor the supreme earth seemed to pose much threat.

Just as Ning Wuchuan pondered in his heart, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the void in the distance.

I saw Ling Xiao clenched his palm and leaned forward.

The situation changes, and the thunder is punished.

An ancient spear that was completely pitch-black and surrounded by endless divine patterns immediately manifested the void.

The vast power swept away in an instant, as if the rules were falling and the order was reopened.

And on Ling Xiao's arm, there are also countless magic patterns lingering around, the devil's bones are revived, and a fairy shadow descends behind him, walking all over the galaxy.

Then! !

I saw that he threw the war spear forcefully and collided with the **** ancient map! !

The void is solidified, and the nine days are turbulent! !

And above the **** map, endless ripples immediately set off, and thousands of **** patterns were derived, trying to block the war spear.

For a time, the two gods were at a stalemate, dividing the world into two colors.

The sea of ​​blood and the magic glow alternately rise, covering the ages.

But in the end, at the end of the sea of ​​blood, a spiritual vortex suddenly appeared, dissipating the blood and tearing it apart completely.

"How can it be…"

Yi Shan's tall body trembled lightly, and there was a touch of fear in his eyes.

But, before he could react, he saw a black light cut through the sky, pierced through the divine light, and ruthlessly inserted into his... chest.

"Push!"

Such a huge force directly tore his body, dragged him a hundred feet away, and nailed it to the top of the mountain.

Until this moment, Yi Shangao still felt extremely absurd, looking down at the ancient spear stained with blood, his lips trembled, but he didn't know what to say.

He could feel that this war spear seemed to contain a ray of supreme power, which was destroying his vitality in an irreversible trend.

Supreme! ! !

Being able to easily shatter the Witch Wing God map, the rank of this war spear must be above the holy artifact.

But, let alone the ancient world, even in the Qingcang world, there are only a handful of supreme artifacts.

What is the origin of this young man? !

"Ancestor, please go on your way."

Before Yi Shangao could think clearly, he saw the void in front of him quietly waving, and the tall and detached figure had already appeared in front of him.

"No...impossible! How could I fall into the hands of a teenager!"

Yishan's high eyes were terrifying, containing endless despair.

However, no matter how he struggled, it was difficult to stop the divine might of the war spear.

And Ling Xiao raised the ancient blade in his hand and easily pierced his forehead.

"boom!!"

An even more terrifying devouring force swept in, and the scene in front of Yi Shangao's eyes was finally fixed on the gentle and bright smile on the corner of the boy's mouth.

"Boom!!!"

The buzzing resounded, but Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with joy.

"Wuchuan, go and search for the treasures in the Wuyi clan."

After the words fell, I saw his figure suddenly disappear in place and appear in front of the Heavenly Temple.

At this time, in his hands, the ancient blade of reincarnation was swirling with magic, and the runes circulated, revealing the ancient evil.

A ray of divine consciousness rippled out, shrouding Ling Xiao's figure, turning it into a demon world, isolating heaven and earth, blocking yin and yang.

Taikoo Zhutian, the sixth form!

"boom!!!"

The void is thousands of miles, and the magic power is at its peak.

I saw a ghostly figure stepping from the sky. !

At its feet, there seem to be nine dragons winding, like falling into purgatory!