Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“boom!”

A deafening roar sounded deep in the mind of every disciple of Tianpeng Holy Land. The luck of Jinpeng and the sound of Jianming Dao were competing with each other. After consuming a large amount of the luck of the Holy Land, the sound of Jianming Dao was finally wiped out in the world.

The Eternal Sword Cry is a great magical power with a rhythmic attack. It communicates with the origin of the sword to emit the sound of the sword’s cry, cutting the heart of the Dao and shattering the true spirit.

After this sword was passed, the sky-covering golden roc above Tianpeng Holy Land, which was transformed by the power of immeasurable luck, was obviously much more illusory. It had at least cut off the luck of Tianpeng Holy Land for thousands of years!

Even so, it could not completely block the remaining power of this sword. An invisible crack was cut out in the Taoist hearts of all the disciples under the divine realm of Tianpeng Holy Land.

Although this crack in the Dao Heart will not endanger their lives, it will make it several times more difficult for them to break through the realm.

How easy is it to repair this crack in the heart of Dao?

“How dare you, Shuzi?”

An angry spiritual wave came from the depths of the ancestral tomb in the Tianpeng Holy Land. In a small world in the ancestral tomb, hundreds of thousands of kilograms of divine marrow exploded into pieces, turning into a massive amount of Dao Yun aura that contained the aura of the Dao rules, and merged into In a dark sarcophagus at the center of this small world.

Immediately afterwards, the golden roc of luck that covered the sky and sun in the sky above Tianpeng Holy Land swooped down and also sank into the sarcophagus.

There is a terrifying aura of the holy path resurrecting in the sarcophagus, which makes the heaven and earth roar.

Jiang Chen first killed a demigod and then a quasi-sage in Tianpeng Holy Land. Even the saint turned a deaf ear to his words and scolded him. He powerfully slashed all the disciples of Tianpeng Holy Land with a sword sound at the same time, which was tantamount to destroying the face of Tianpeng Holy Land. Rubbing on the ground!

Even though the cost of the saint’s resurrection is extremely terrifying, the ancestor of the saint from Tianpeng Holy Land cannot continue to pretend to be dead. He wants to revive and kill Jiang Chen at all costs!

“Keng!”

Suddenly, a golden holy sword covered with feather textures flew out of the sarcophagus, exuding overwhelming holy power. Each ray of holy power tore open a large crack in the void that stretched for thousands of miles, and thousands of gods emerged between heaven and earth. The terrifying scene of demons bleeding suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Chen.

Tianpeng Holy Land is worthy of being a great sage. In addition to Tianpeng Sky Splitting Spear and Miluo Sky Net, there are also other holy weapons hidden!

The saint personally launched a holy weapon to attack, and every ray of holy power that escaped could easily kill a god king, and this earth-shattering attack was just to kill Jiang Chen, who had just broken through to the realm of gods!

“Waste! After all, I still don’t dare to truly revive! This time, I will teach you Tianpeng Holy Land a lesson. If there is a next time, Tianpeng Holy Land will no longer need to exist!”

Jiang Chen shook his head gently, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place, leaving only the mocking sounds that echoed throughout Tianpeng Holy Land.

He could clearly sense that the saint in the depths of Tianpeng Holy Land had not really revived, and only his holy weapon had been revived.

This time has left a profound lesson to Tianpeng Holy Land. There are other perpetrators who have not yet been killed. Jiang Chen did not stay in Tianpeng Holy Land for a long time and directly used the power of the ancient character “empty” to escape.

At this moment, the golden holy sword completely lost its sense of Jiang Chen, and the lock on the golden holy sword was broken out of thin air, and it was unknown where it escaped.

“Shu Zi is arrogant! I will kill him at all costs!”

The angry roar of the saint in the ancestral mausoleum echoed throughout the whole world, and the billowing holy power was churning endlessly, and the coffin boards of the sarcophagus could not hold it down.

Jiang Chen easily escaped under his lock, and he didn’t forget to taunt him before leaving. The anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, as if he might explode at any time.

Holy Lord Tianpeng was hiding deep in the forbidden area. Sensing the emotional changes of the saint ancestor, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly and sighed in his heart, the ancestor still dared not revive!

However, at this time, he still had to come forward to dissuade her.

“Holy Ancestor Pengxuan, please calm down! That kid comes and goes without a trace, just to trick the Holy Ancestor into reviving. The price is too high. The Holy Ancestor must not be fooled by that kid!” Holy Master Tianpeng said in a serious tone. of opening.

“snort!”

A heavy roar came from the depths of the ancestral mausoleum, and the golden holy sword that lost its target in the void slashed angrily towards the sky.

“Boom!”

The sky and the earth roared, large tracts of the void collapsed, and the layer of wind, thunder and fire as thick as mountains and seas in the endless distance was penetrated to create a dark hole, swallowing thousands of things, and could not be closed for a long time.

However, this is nothing more than impotent rage.

After all, the Pengxuan Saint Ancestor in the ancestral tomb of Tianpeng Holy Land still did not dare to truly revive.

The atmosphere in the entire Tianpeng Holy Land was extremely depressing. Jiang Chen calmly left after making a big fuss in the Tianpeng Holy Land, which was tantamount to a hard slap on their faces!

Tianpeng Holy Land has lost its face.

It will definitely become a big joke to the entire Eastern Wasteland!

The figure of Holy Lord Tianpeng appeared between heaven and earth, his eyes swept over the many dejected disciples of Holy Land Tianpeng, and he said in a deep voice: “This Master Qingxu Peak is too arrogant and has made too many enemies. He will definitely die without a burial in the future. Earth! Please go back and practice in peace, I will find a way to get rid of this kid!”

Many peak masters and elders surrendered towards Holy Lord Tianpeng and retreated. However, everyone’s spirit and will were severely hit, and every one of them was lifeless. Everyone seemed to have an invisible mountain pressing on their heart.

After everyone left, Holy Lord Tianpeng entered the ancestral mausoleum alone, knelt in front of the tombstones filled with deep breaths, and said with shame: “During my time as Holy Lord, I provoked such a powerful enemy for the Holy Land. The Holy Land’s face has been damaged, and I have no face to see my ancestors. I am willing to die to apologize!”

In this ancestral mausoleum, every tombstone leads to a small world, and in each small world lies an ancestor who is above the divine realm.

The old voice of Saint Ancestor Pengxuan came from the sarcophagus of the saint in the ancestral mausoleum: “Our Tianpeng Holy Land has been standing in the Eastern Wasteland for more than 100,000 years. What kind of storms and waves have we not seen?”

“I can’t blame you entirely for this matter. I, Tianpeng Holy Land, can’t hide from the world and be a coward, right?”

“That boy can avoid the mountain guarding formation and escape under the lock of my ancestor. He does have some skills!”

“That kid’s method of instantly killing a Quasi-Saint is too weird, but he should only be able to send out that sword, and there is no way he has the real combat power to instantly kill a Quasi-Saint!”

“The price to kill that kid is too high. We in Tianpeng Holy Land should not take action anymore. We can ask the Killing Saint of the Killer Holy Dynasty to take action and kill him!”

After hearing the instructions of Saint Ancestor Pengxuan, Holy Master Tianpeng solemnly nodded: “I will obey the orders of the Holy Master!”