The reminiscing is over, and all that's left is endless killing.
The two powerful men from ancient times, who had crossed the throne and reincarnated into four lives, made up their minds not to dodge anymore and made a decision.
Rumble Chaos trembled, and the swamp-like viscosity of chaos that had been dormant for countless years was stirred up.
Even the two reincarnated half-saints had not returned to their peak state, but they still caused a storm in this chaotic world.
At this moment, the figure of the ancestor of the stars disappeared.
In the turbid chaotic world, the starlight circulated and dotted in the void.
Dark shadows like the sacred mountains appeared vaguely.
The vicissitudes of life and simplicity were so rich that they were almost difficult to melt away.
In this chaotic starlight, the swirling air currents are mixed with dots of starlight, intertwining and circling, evolving the galaxy scene, which seems to have experienced tens of millions of years of precipitation in a short period of time.
At this moment, the entire chaos seemed to be lit up by starlight.
The terrifying divine light scorched the airflow in the chaos, and the disappeared figure reappeared.
The aura on his body was no longer desolate and dead, but was covered by the bright starlight. boom Suddenly the entire world was shrouded by a huge divine bell behind this figure.
Chaos evolved in the divine bell, gathering no less than hundreds of millions of stars, intertwining endless galaxies and galaxies, vast and vast, countless and clear.
Rumble At this moment, in the vast starry sky of the God Burial Star Territory, the heaven and earth shook, the stars swayed, and countless divine stars trembled.
Not only the God Burial Star Territory, but even the continents and small worlds hundreds of millions of miles outside the Star Territory were enveloped by this aura.
The hearts of countless warriors were trembling.
This was the majesty originating from the soul.
The sudden terrifying pressure caused everyone to hibernate, their hearts swaying, and they were constantly wondering in fear which existence had awakened.
Deep in the vast starry sky, old guys who had been silent for countless years were awakened.
Their eyes were filled with time, and they looked through the chaos of time and space, with eyes that were incomprehensible. puff Compared to the tremors in the God Burial Star Territory and the souls hundreds of millions of miles away, Old Antique was awakened.
Qing Yanghuan's body seemed to have been hit by an invisible divine wall, and fishy blood poured out from his throat.
Almost instantly, he fell into a scene where he didn't know why.
In the moment before the clear light passed in his eyes, he saw the world of chaos transforming into a magnificent divine bell of heaven and earth.
It is impossible to describe how huge this divine bell was.
It at least encompassed nine heavens and ten earths, and pushed across the mountains and rivers of nothingness.
And he became an ant under this magnificent divine clock, the kind that can't be any smaller. boom At this moment, the bronze shovel in his hand suddenly burst out with a dark-yellow divine light like a torch.
The dark-yellow divine light spread across the sky and the earth, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, turning into a divine pillar that towered over the sky and the earth.
The copper shovel turned into a divine pillar protected the last trace of clarity in Qingyang Huan's soul.
Facing such a strong man, even if he had a bronze reincarnation gate in his spiritual world, his mental reaction and thinking could not capture the light coming from the stars.
There was no way to defend against the ancestor's murderous intention.
Even if the real target of this murderous intention is not him, but the Fourth Tuo in front of him, and what is coming towards him is just a aftermath, but even this aftermath, he has no time to control the bronze reincarnation gate to block it.
With a wave of his hand, the heaven and earth shattered, and the endless world of chaos was struck by thousands of large cracks, each of which was jagged, like a bloody mouth opened by a great evil.
Facing the blow from the ancestor of Xingchen, Fourth Tuo took a deep breath.
The blood coffin suspended above his head rose in the wind, and in his breath it rose to the size of the world.
It was a blood coffin, and inside the blood coffin was a blood cave.
The cave where life is buried.
This was specially prepared by him to deal with his old rival, and it had been cultivated for several reincarnations.
As reincarnated people, neither he nor Xingchen Patriarch has returned to their peak state.
Even if they are ranked as half saints and begin to enter the nine-turn and half-step saintly realm, they will be exposed when they are in reincarnation. own flaws.
Being able to maintain one's original intention through reincarnations depends on the immortal destiny.
The great destiny is also fragile.
It seems that the greatness has no boundaries.
Once the weak point of the destiny is found, it will be the time of decline.
He dragged Qingyang Huan here and gave him his former divine weapon for protection, just because he wanted to use Qingyang Huan to fight against his old rival.
This bronze shovel was the magic weapon of his first life.
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With this big shovel, he cut off the lifeblood of several ethnic groups in the world and opened the ancestral graves of countless people, including the ancestors of his old opponents.
He had visited all of them.
Rumble A ray of divine light flew out from the exploding chaotic world.
Qing Yanghuan's eyes widened in the divine light, and his body involuntarily hit the depths of chaos.
Deep in his pupils was a shattered world, annihilation.
After nine days, the stars and rivers were shattered, and the sky and the earth were darkened.
This kind of annihilation cannot be described at all, and the end of the world is nothing more than this.
He was about to cry.
Is this a fight he could get involved in?
He was tricked, but now he was imprisoned in the pillar of divine light bursting out from the bronze shovel.
Not to mention escaping, even if he was asked to leave, he would not dare to leave.
It would be difficult to get off the tiger.
The two reincarnated half-saints destroyed time and space with one blow.
This was a real destruction of the world.
When he came out, he could only be annihilated into dregs like the chaotic air flow.
It was sad to be weak and not even have the chance to follow the trend.
It's better to stay here, protected by a big copper shovel.
The source of destruction, two reincarnated half-saints collided together.
When they reached this state, they were almost like Tao.
Every move had returned to its original state, and it looked like hunters fighting in the wilderness.
However, every blow coincides with the rhythm of heaven and earth, causing turmoil in the world.
The top of chaos.
Buzz Billions of starlight collide with billions of blood light.
On the top of the pinnacle, the golden clock and the blood coffin, which are shining with starlight, are constantly colliding.
The two spiritual treasures already have true destiny, just like independent lives. .
Billions of starlights tore through the blood in the sky, but the blood coffin was surrounded by dense blood flames, erupting from the mouth of the blood coffin and sweeping across the stars.
No matter how starlight splashed, the blood flames were still raging like gods.
"Use your body for use" At the moment when Qingyang Huan's soul was in a state of brilliance, the fourth old voice came from the center of annihilated chaos.
At this moment, without even asking whether he agreed or not, Qingyang Huan felt like he was imprisoned, following him as if he was separated from his body.
I suddenly became an outsider. bystander.
Rumble In an instant, the blood-colored thunder was tens of thousands of miles in size, splitting apart the chaos and falling down.
The thunder shattered and exposed the blood coffin.
The fourth Tuo's body was lying in the blood coffin, as if sleeping.
The blood coffin fell, suspended above Qingyang Huan's head, and then merged into his body like blood.
Qingyang Huan felt that his soul was squeezed into a corner of his body.
Now the person in control of his body was the Fourth Tuo.
It was too weird that his grandma's blood coffin was used in this way.
"The Purple Gold Battle Body really coincides with the rhyme of Ten Thousand Dao Dao.
I didn't expect that he would really reach this point.
Boy, you have an amazing master.
He started from a humble beginning and made great efforts in the heavens.
This road has not been taken since ancient times.
He walks in pain." ” After shaking his body, Qingyang Huan opened his mouth, but what he heard was a desolate and hoarse voice.
I saw a faint blood mist on the body flowing with purple gold divine light.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into crystal blood.
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It was infinitely blazing.
Ancient and simple Dao patterns floated, and each Dao pattern was filled with a statue.
An ancient shadow.
"Heavens" In the violent chaotic world, the starlight reappeared.
The ancestor of Xingchen looked at Qingyang Huan with the blood coffin suspended in it, with a solemn expression on his lips.
Long before ancient times, whether it was the age of gods or the age of hundreds of tribes, there were existences that deduced the heavens, but in the end only one person succeeded. boom After a moment of silence, the Xingchen Patriarch waved his palm like a monument in the sky and struck it into the air.
Billions of starlights gathered in his palm and fell against Qingyang Huan.
Rumble Qingyang Huan suddenly raised his head from the silence and looked at the welcoming palm.
An indescribable ancient vicissitudes rushed out of the sky and broke through the heavenly spirit.
Vicissitudes of life flowed from his eyes.
Wherever his eyes went, all the stars in the sky were annihilated.
All the visions that burst out seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the withered palms of the ancestors of the stars, which were like tree roots. gazing at the sky Look at the heaven and earth, and look at the general destiny of the ethnic group.
It was with these eyes that in his first life he could see across mountains and rivers, see through the sun and moon, deduce the general trend of luck, and then dig up the graves of his ancestors.
In an instant, Guan Tianmu saw through the attack of the Xingchen Ancestor and returned to the source.
Rumble The violent blood energy was drawn out from the body, and facing the withered palm of the ancestor of Xingchen, the fourth Tuo who controlled Qingyang Huan's body took action.
Without the slightest dodge, they collided with each other in the blink of an eye.
The great vision of the destruction of mountains and rivers continued to manifest and disintegrate around the two of them, reorganized and annihilated into nothingness again and again.
If it weren't for the thousands of phantoms protecting him, Qingyang Huan's battle body would have been destroyed at this moment.
A complete breakdown.
Even so, Qingyang Huan, who was hiding in a corner of his body, was frightened.
His uncle's body was either his body or not.
It's my body that's bleeding, my "Xingchen, your Xingxing Holy Body is too low in temperature in this life."
It was a pity that Fourth Tuo turned a blind eye to Qingyang Huan's curse.
After the blow, he stood still on the spot.
His palm cracked and purple gold blood flowed from the tiger's mouth.
However, the Star Ancestor opposite him retreated thousands of feet, and his withered palm drooped downwards. , like chicken feet.
"The modified Zijin Battle Body's cultivation method is no longer the original royal method, but the real supreme holy method.
No wonder you brought this little guy here, but you want to use half of the purple gold War body, breaking my holy body is just a dream.
Could it be that your brain has become more and more dull over the years in this reincarnation."
Ancestor Xingchen shook his head.
There was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.
Although he said this, the solemnity in his pupils became a little heavier.
He was naturally afraid of Dacheng's purple gold battle body in his current state, but it was not enough to cause him any harm at the moment.
How much damage.
But knowing his old rival, he couldn't use such a childish method, and there must be some back-up plan.
His eyes were fixed on the battle body glowing with a faint purple light, and the purest Taoist patterns appeared one after another.
They were formed on the surface of the body and turned into divine armor.
Countless divine beasts were rising and roaring, and the divine shadows were longing.
Every shadow that exists in the Tao is a myth in the legend.
Every figure can write a legend and be engraved in the years.
Naturally, Qingyang Huan cannot do it when the Zijin Battle Body is stimulated to such a state.
He has only imprinted the Dao Mang Patterns into his body, and is still unable to awaken these pure Mang Patterns.
"Then just wait and see."
In response to the Xingchen Patriarch's doubts, Fourth Tuo shook his head slightly.
The purple-gold battle body was just one of them.
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After all, even if the purple-gold battle body was mysterious and unparalleled, Qingyang Huan had indeed not mastered it.
At this moment, he was facing a reincarnation. of semi-saint.
He comes to control this battle body, stimulate the potential of the battle body, and activate the phantom protection of the innate true spirit hidden in the depths of the world.
Naturally, it is different.
As for Qingyang Huantong's disagreement, he naturally acquiesced by not saying anything.
Not to mention that what he really wants to control is those reincarnation gates.
This is his trump card.
"start" "start" "start" Then, the fourth Tuo spoke.
He held the bronze shovel in his hand and gently stretched it forward.
The shouts in his mouth became louder and louder.
After the third call, his whole body was like burning blood jade. .
At the same time, an illusory figure appeared, squeezing the chaotic world.
The shadow stood tall and towering, wearing a black robe and holding a shovel in its hand.
It was so dark that it seemed to be able to move the entire Nine Heavens of Chaos. click Under the swing of the bronze shovel, a gap between heaven and earth opened in the chaotic world.
"Old friend, have you forgotten that my shovel can not only dig graves, but also kill lives?"
Wow!
The phantom behind the Fourth Tuo waved the illusory shovel, and the sound of rushing water resounded in the chaotic world.
The illusory long river originated from the end of time and space, and poured down for hundreds of millions of miles along the veins of chaos.
Zu washed away behind him.
"My clock is given to you."
The ancestor of Xingchen chanted softly, and the shadow of the divine clock that enveloped the chaotic world slowly shrank, and manifested in his palm in his breath.
It was as small as a divine treasure, and then gradually enlarged to a size of ten feet.
It collided with the bronze shovel in the air, Block the shovel that wants to penetrate into the long river of destiny. boom The long river of destiny was filled with turbulent waves.
The bronze shovel and the star clock collided together in the long river, and the waves were like tides.
Each piece manifested a world scene, and countless lives were dancing.
"My life is here, come and get it."
The ancestor of the stars chanted softly, and dazzling starlight rose in the long river behind him, and a magnificent star field emerged.
Billions of stars gathered into Xingxuan, and his life star was in this star field.
This was the first time for Qingyang Huan to encounter such a grand battle.
However, at this moment, in his own body, watching the fourth Tuo control his body and fight against the ancestor of Xingchen, he not only felt more and more awkward, but also Feeling resentful.
I was so angry that my own body was so ruined.
Uncle Qingyang, who had never been so aggrieved, decided that he had to make the decision on his own body.
This battle could not be just a spectator
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