The Lord of Time and Space who covers the sky

Chapter 173 The Valley of Spirits is destroyed and the Blood Moon King dies

The holy pattern exploded, and the light was like a waterfall. Blood spurted out from the mouth of the silver-haired ancestor king, and the blood was splashed three feet high on his body. The black and copper sword was dim and was knocked thousands of miles away...

The five springs of life in Xu Chuan's body are moving together, and the magic power is like the sea. The Bodhi tree flows with thousands of brilliant brilliance, and traces of different avenues can be vaguely seen flowing.

The next moment, a rumbling sound came from the small green gold tree, and fairy patterns rushed up one after another, condensing into an arrow. The arrow's body was wrapped around the true phoenix feathers, and it was almost at its peak, killing the seriously injured person.

"what……"

A shrill scream sounded, the void shattered, blood flowed from the forehead of the silver-haired ancestor king, his forehead bones cracked, and the light of the Immortal Platform inside was completely dimmed, and he fell into the spiritual soil.

The black copper war gun soared into the sky, trying to escape, but Xu Chuan picked it off, and the weapon was secretly operated, and he took control of the weapon by force.

"The ancestor king is nothing more than that!"

The indifferent words echoed in the sky. Xu Chuan held the Taoist tree in his right hand and the Holy Ge in his left hand. His eyes were like cold lightning. There was silence outside the house under the moonlit night. Even the remaining ancient ancestor king was silent, and there was a feeling in his heart. I felt a chill and couldn't help but feel my heart tremble.

A half-saint, he actually crossed the natural chasm, attacked the saint, and killed a royal ancestor in a short time. Even with the blessing of a large formation, he shouldn't have done this...

The tribesmen in the Valley of the Spirits wailed, never expecting this scene. The supreme ancestor king would actually die in battle, at the hands of a latecomer who was under the holy realm.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the earth collapsed, and another ancient king finally made a move, rushed out from the veins of the earth, with the power to defy the world, a world of violence evolved in his palm, and chaos and thunder roared inside, opening up the world and destroying everything.

He wanted to kill Xu Chuan. This was a more powerful ancestral king. He stood on the eighth level of the saint realm and had immeasurable magical power. The moment he appeared, he instantly changed the situation on the battlefield.

It must be said that the angle of his attack was very tricky, allowing the intruder to cross the rank and kill the saint. He was so complacent that he shot when he was at his lowest defensive level and wanted to kill with one hit.

However, all this is in vain, his existence is not a secret, Xu Chuan has already known it.

The silver hair of the man in purple was flying, and the red veins on his palms were intertwined, condensing into the shape of a true phoenix. There was a real phoenix chanting in it, and he stepped forward to greet him.

"Boom!"

With both palms facing each other, holy light surged, runes soared into the sky, thousands of miles of space crashed like waves, bright brilliance continued to fly, blooming like fairy flowers, each flower was extremely gorgeous.

In the mist, a figure flew out. Xu Chuan's palms were stained with blood, and dripping purple blood flowed out. He was injured for the first time, and he retreated dozens of steps in the sky before losing his remaining strength. His whole body was full of energy and blood. surge.

"Even with the blessing of the active array, it won't work?" Xu Chuan said to himself, the phoenix pattern flowing around the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he returned to his peak.

The other party was even more frightened. He didn't expect that a semi-saint would actually receive a palm from him. Such a talent was truly astonishing.

This is an old patriarch king with a stooped figure and loose purple hair. There are 49 pairs of divine wings on his back, surrounded by dozens of divine rings.

He is skinny, but full of energy. Two gray beams of light shoot out from his eyes, cutting through space. He is much stronger than the two ancestor kings before him.

"Strange bloodline, where do you come from?" the ancestor king said with deep eyes.

As he spoke, he was silently controlling the space, trying to lay down an air-locking chain to seal this semi-saint.

Once successful, everything will come to an end, and even the blood of the ancient emperor will bleed.

"The ancient tribe is about to appear, and the Valley of the Spirits has jumped too high."

Xu Chuan's tone was calm, he took back the Bodhi Tree, his hands kept flying, forming the seals of the Great Dao. In an instant, the Divine Valley and the mountains in all directions were dyed with dragon energy, and all the ancient Dao patterns of Yuantian appeared, bright as day, and the patterns were intertwined. Covered the sky.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the ancestor king showed a speed that was enough to dominate the holy realm, and the billowing demonic energy rushed up, covering all the stars and moon in the sky.

He crushed Shenxu in one step, took out a holy weapon in his hand, and rushed towards him quickly. His whole body was covered with light, and the demonic energy surged into the sky. In his eyes, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the sun and moon fell, which looked extremely terrifying.

At the same time, dark divine chains appeared around Xu Chuan, blocking the void, layer upon layer, trapping everything inside.

"You are indeed a genius, but you are too young."

The ancestor king whispered sadly, and the sword in his hand was getting closer and closer to Xu Chuan, as if he was about to cut off his head.

Xu Chuan's lips curled up slightly, and he said in ancient divine language: "You haven't thought about how that saint king died?"

The old man's eyes shrank, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more fierce. The Tao around his body surged, and endless divine power poured out, and he slashed down with the knife.

"All your thoughts can't escape my eyes!"

Xu Chuan's red eyes closed, and a mysterious talisman flew out from between his eyebrows.

The next moment, in the bright world behind him, a wisp of cosmic fairy light cut through the endless night, criss-crossing, the whole body was brilliant, exuding a faint supreme pressure, suppressing this world, all the air-locking divine chains shattered, and even He couldn't hold on for a breath.

"Quasi-emperor's breath..."

The ancestor king changed his color and did not expect that the other party would take out a quasi-imperial weapon.

The other Ziyi Ancestor King was even more heart-trembling and fled towards the outside world.

"puff!"

Immortal light cut through the sky, the ancestor king's wings hit the sky, the sound of heaven and earth sounded, 49 pairs of divine wings jumped out one after another, and kept moving under the moonlit night, but in the end he was hit, and he screamed Then he fell into the sky, his body cracked, and his soul was completely strangled.

Another ancient ancestor king was also caught up by Xu Chuan, and was immobilized by the divine light swept out by the Bodhi Tree, and died.

After the death of the ancestor king, Xu Chuan looked cold and waved his sleeves, and the purple divine light was like a tidal wave, submerging the entire Valley of the Spirits.

With a slight shake of the purple sleeves, all living creatures here died, and tranquility returned, with only a faint smell of blood filling the air.

A royal family that was famous in ancient times was destroyed today.

After solving all the hidden dangers, the silver-haired man fell down, walked into this dead place, and began his journey of devouring...

Three days later, the Valley of the Spirits exuded a terrifying pressure, with purple energy reaching into the clouds for six thousand miles, majestic and deep.

Inside the spiritual soil, a thin figure stood up, the aura of the ancient saint flowing around his body, the surroundings were filled with purple energy, and everything was hazy.

Under the steps, a thick layer of white ash accumulated, and there were broken sacred bones lying around, losing all the essence.

Xu Chuan's eyes closed, and with a wave of his sleeve, he took in all the formations.

With the altar, all he lacks now is the coordinates...

After doing this, Xu Chuan stepped forward, shrunk to an inch, escaped into the boundless void, and killed the Blood Moon Clan, one of the ten most vicious clans.

This clan is the most radical and cruel among the ancient clans. It has a notorious reputation and no one wants to provoke them. If they offend them, they will be in danger of annihilation.

In the ancient times, they fed on the human race and once ruled a large territory. During that period, half of the ancient saints who were born in the human race were torn apart by them.

Now that Xu Chuan is on the path of killing, the Blood Moon Clan’s path to death in his eyes has become overwhelming.

Bloody Moon Ridge is a barren mountain range. Every night, when the fog rises, the bright moon hanging in the sky will be reflected in blood. No one dares to approach it. There is a depressing and heart-stopping fluctuation all day long.

The Blood Moon Clan has never produced an Ancient Emperor, but they are equally famous.

This clan was too ferocious, and they wiped out countless smaller clans. It is said that the reason why the entire mountain range is blood red is the result of being watered with blood since ancient times.

As time went by, some branches of this clan recovered, and their cultivation levels fluctuated in the second heaven of Sendai.Under the cover of a quasi-supreme magic weapon, Xu Chuan successfully sneaked into the ancestral land of the Blood Moon Clan.

This mountain range is steaming with gloomy air, shrouded in a gloomy and biting chill. There is a building in the depths, ancient and magnificent. It is built next to a blood pool. In the most magnificent palace, the carved beams and painted buildings are resplendent.

In the deepest part of the hall, there is a two-meter-high divine source. There is a red-haired being sealed inside. The body is dry and the hair is like withered yellow weeds, sparse and not many.

This is the Blood Moon King. His strength has already reached the Saint King level and he is famous among the ancient saints.

Like the Valley of the Gods, this huge palace also has multiple holy killing formations, and there is also a holy ancestor king in the front hall, which makes the defense even tighter. This is also related to the fact that this clan has many enemies.

Xu Chuan stopped here.

His eyes flickered, staring at an object in the ancient palace.

It was a crystal white skull, mixed with jade and blood stains, forming a coquettish blood color.

This is the skull of the female saint king of the human race, which was refined into a wine glass.

According to the description of the original book, in the ancient times, the human race was weak, and various cruel races emerged one after another, which were extremely bloody. The human race was forced to rely on the major royal families just to survive.

In the face of disaster, the female saint king of one of the branches affiliated with the Blood Moon Clan in order to continue the clan.

As a price, she died in the hands of the Blood Moon Ancestor Saint simply because the slave clan could not have such a strong person, otherwise it would affect the authority of the master clan...

"A moment in ancient history is heavy enough to crush Tianyuan..." Xu Chuan said to himself, with a feeling of nostalgia, and his expression became inexplicably sad.

After a moment, he shook his head and threw away his thoughts, showing an indifferent expression.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, there was lightning and thunder, and the immortal light of the early Yuan Dynasty washed away the eternity, and filled the heavens with the light of the great avenue, directly strangling various formations of the holy path.

The divine source in the center of the front hall trembled momentarily. The saint-level ancestor king inside opened his eyes. There seemed to be two golden lamps in the eye holes. The eyes were shining, and the ancient saint's aura was amazing.

This is the blood moon king's direct grandson, Xuantuo, a powerful man of the seventh heaven of the saint king.

"Who?"

A cold voice sounded, echoing in the entire empty hall, like a god and demon breaking free from the river of time. The majesty of the holy way was overwhelming, and even the surrounding formations were awakening.

"Buzz!"

Vast waves of light surged, and the fairy light of the universe suddenly fell, shattering the formations. The saint-level ancestor king in the divine source did not even have time to break the seal, and a bright red blood trail fell from his eyebrows, and he died.

Xu Chuan then restrained the Immortal Light from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty and could use it again later.

This trick has been tried and tested to deal with these self-proclaimed ancient tribes. Those ancient saints suddenly revived in the divine source and knew that great changes had taken place in the outside world, but due to the extremely short time, they could not tell the degree of strength.

"Boom!"

This blow awakened the entire Blood Moon Clan. There was a strong aura resurgence deep in the hall and outside. Blood-colored light pillars cut across the sky and the ground, and smoke was like waves, sweeping the sky. They all belonged to the ancient ancestor king. This clan is more powerful than the Valley of the Spirits. horrible,
Xu Chuan didn't care about this. He dared to come here alone and made all preparations.

He rolled up his purple sleeves and took away the piece of divine source. Then he walked to the desk and took away the Yingbai skull.

Originally, according to his character, this object should have become a holy weapon for his subordinates to use.

But what happened to the human female saint touched him.

"If there is reincarnation, be born under my rule in the next life..."

Xu Chuan muttered to himself and buried the crystal skull in the earth of all things. At the same time, he set up a monument for the other party on the elixir of immortality to record the other party's deeds.

"Boom!"

At this time, the magnificent palace was shaking, and the entire mountain range was shaking, as if it was about to be overturned. The distant peaks exploded, and rocks collapsed.

"What happened? Who dares to disturb the ancestral land of my Blood Moon Clan?" A cold and merciless divine sound echoed in the sky. It was a hundred-foot-long Dharma statue belonging to an ancient saint.

Deep in the giant palace, a bloody light flew out and transformed into an old man.

His expression was indifferent, and the divine light in his eyes was as powerful as two golden lamps. He was in the Saint King realm and was stronger than the ancestors of the Valley of the Spirits.

The leader of the Blood Moon clan glanced at the fragment of the divine source remaining in the center of the front hall, stared at Xu Chuan with a pair of bloody eyes, and said quietly: "Where is Xuantuo?"

"You will be able to accompany him soon." Xu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly.

Hearing these words, the old Blood Moon King frowned slightly. The opponent was only a semi-saint, so he shouldn't be able to do anything to Xuantuo. This was contrary to common sense.

"Is there another strong person or a holy soldier to help?" Turning his eyes, the Blood Moon Ancestor King immediately thought of the reason.

Being able to suppress a high-level saint in such a short period of time cannot be justified even with the help of a great holy weapon. There is a high probability that he is accompanied by a strong person. However, he did not detect the aura of that strong person. He cannot rule out the reason that it is a powerful weapon. .

At the same time, the old man also noticed the missing wine glass on the desk. After thinking about it a few times, his expression became darker and he said coldly: "Are you here for the human race? It's just some blood food. It's worth taking such a big risk." risk?"

Everything happened in just a moment, and blood surged from the outside world. The ancestor king of the Blood Moon Clan arrived and wanted to break out of the palace to see what happened.

"Oh!"

The fairy light appeared so suddenly, as if it came from ancient times, suddenly appeared from nothingness, a rune shot out an infinite halo, filled with chaotic energy, deep and terrifying, and shot straight towards the eyebrows of the Blood Moon Clan leader .

"Quasi-imperial weapon..."

The old Blood Moon King changed color and quickly backed up, trying to distance himself.

"Oh!"

A cluster of blood flowers splashed ten feet high, and the immortal light was unparalleled. It hit the Blood Moon Clan leader's shoulder blade and directly obliterated half of his body.

"Hey!"

On the other side, Xu Chuan burst out, stepped on the calligraphy secret across the space, and directly carried a pottery cover to take a picture. His entire body turned into a black hole, and the most brilliant black lights flew out one after another around him, making this area at this moment Turned into eternal night and fell into eternal silence.

"Jidao Ancient Imperial Soldier..."

The seriously injured old Blood Moon King's pupils tightened, and there was a look of shock and anger on his face.

He finally understood why this weak half-saint dared to be so confident and harbored evil intentions.

The black light pottery cover now burst out with extreme coercion, swallowing everything. Thousands of chaotic tides surged down, shrouding the seriously injured Saint King below.

"Chief, what happened?"

Outside the palace, an angry Saint-level ancestor king broke through the palace door, broke in, and saw the Blood Moon Clan leader for the last time.

"Do not……"

Vicious roars broke out, and in the black light, a bloody figure with only half of his body was struggling continuously, and was swallowed by the black hole. The endless pressure of the extreme power enveloped the area, freezing for a moment, realizing a moment of eternity.

(End of this chapter)