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

All the monks in the Nantian Dao League felt the fall of the Holy Son of Heaven, and their faces became particularly ugly.

None of them expected that the Holy Son of Heavenly Bird would be beheaded so quickly. Most of them had not yet broken free from Ye Hao’s dusty prison!

Long Shanming is holding an ancient Fang Tian painted halberd and is charging in a chaotic sea of ​​swords. Every time the halberd is swung, a large area of ​​sword intent is annihilated, but more sword intent is transformed into mountains, rivers, sun, moon and other objects to oppress. Come.

Just when the Holy Son of Heavenly Bird fell, Longshan Ming sensed something, and there were two gleams of coldness in his eyes. His anger shot straight into the sky, and he shouted violently: “Nine Cauldrons determine the mountains and rivers!”

After the words fell, nine simple and grand square cauldrons appeared behind Longshan Ming, showing nine colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white and black, showing the force of nine palaces arranged in all directions, filled with thick and concentrated energy. Fluctuating, there is a faint golden dragon of luck circling and dancing around the Jiuding.

Nine ancient tripods smashed into the sky, and scenes that seemed real and illusory appeared below. The broken mountains grew into green vegetation, the dry rivers were filled with living water, and the waves swept through the sky, rolling incessantly. The big lakes gave birth to thousands of fish. Insects, all kinds of animals inhabit the mountains and forests.

Jiuding fell, the mountains and rivers restarted, and regained their vitality!

“Boom!”

The nine ancient cauldrons fell into the Chaos Sword Sea, and their thick and concentrated power spread out, enveloping the entire Chaos Sword Sea.

In the blink of an eye, the entire chaotic sea of ​​swords collapsed between heaven and earth.

Long Shanming looked up at the place where Holy Son Tianqin disappeared, but did not find Ji Wudao’s figure. He used his secret sensing method and vaguely sensed Ji Wudao’s aura permeating every inch of the void on the top of Longkong Mountain.

“Do you really dare to kill my people from the Southern Tiandao Alliance in Longkong Holy Mountain? Do you think you can escape by hiding in the void? Bury with the Holy Son of Heavenly Bird!”

Longshan Ming had an angry face, and his hands were rapidly changing complicated seals. Pictures that seemed both real and illusory appeared in the sky. Old farmers were plowing the fields, fishermen were casting nets on boats, vendors were selling and shouting, dancers were posing, and scholars were reading at night under the lamp. The soldiers drilled day and night, and the emperor stamped his seal…

Each picture disappeared like a bubble, and another picture was generated. The rapid changes and flashbacks filled the entire void in the blink of an eye.

“The prosperity of the prosperous times is lost in the world!”

“I didn’t expect Longshan Daozi to even master this legendary holy art of attack and death!”

“This holy art of attack can silently pull the enemy’s consciousness into the bustling world of mortals. It can also turn the bustling world into dreamy bubbles. With just a thought, the bustling world together with the enemy’s consciousness can be transformed. Consciousness will be shattered like a bubble!”

“The Longshan Imperial Dynasty is a quasi-emperor’s orthodoxy, with a profound foundation as deep as the abyss and the sea. It is not unusual for Longshan Minghui to master this holy offensive technique!”

“That kid hiding in the void is in danger!”

…

Many geniuses who were watching at the edge of the mountain exclaimed, and many of them recognized the holy attack and killing technique used by Long Shanming.

“Keng!”

The sword roared outside the sky, and the Heaven-Zealing Dao Sword crossed the sky. Wherever it passed, the scenes that seemed to be real and illusory were quickly annihilated, and no other scenes could be generated after the annihilation.

Once the sword is unsheathed, everything will collapse.

There is no way in the world!

In the blink of an eye, all the prosperity and prosperity in the sky disappeared and returned to the bright world.

Han Yuyao’s figure appeared between heaven and earth, looking at Longshan Ming from a distance, the cold sword intent firmly locked it, and said indifferently and domineeringly: “Your opponent is me!”

Many geniuses on the mountaintop were all moved. The offensive holy technique used by Longshan Ming was enough to kill ordinary lords instantly, but it was easily broken by the Jade Fairy. She really deserved the name of the Jade Fairy of the Eastern Wasteland.

Long Shanming looked at Han Yuyao with a sinister look on his face. After this confrontation, he already understood that the strength of this jade fairy was not inferior to his own. With this person blocking him, he would have no chance to deal with Ji Wudao.

“Everyone, please avenge the Holy Son of Heaven! Kill the ancient holy body first, and then kill the kid who is hiding! Stop hiding it. No matter how much the price is, I, Longshan Ming, will definitely pay double the amount afterwards. Make up for it!”

Longshan Ming Chenxiong’s voice came out in the distance, and a blue dragon mat flew out of his body towards Han Yuyao, actively entangled Han Yuyao, and also prevented her from intervening in other battles.

“Don’t worry, Alliance Leader! I’ll do my best!”

Many geniuses in the Nantian Dao Alliance agreed in unison, sharing the same hatred and fighting spirit, and many of them sacrificed the semi-sacred weapon at the bottom of the box.

“Boom!”

There was an endless roar between heaven and earth, and Ye Hao’s dusty prison could no longer bear it, and it shattered into pieces one after another.

“kill him!”

“This ancient holy body dares to attack us at the same time. It’s too disrespectful! When we broke free, he must have suffered a backlash. This is a great opportunity to kill him!”

“In ancient times

How happy it is to sacrifice the head of the Holy Body to the knife! ”

“These people from Qingxu Peak dare to provoke our Nantian Dao League, and they are destined to become our stepping stone!”

“A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength! Don’t hold back anymore, kill!”

“Behead him first! Then kill that boy with an ordinary face!”

…

Many geniuses in the Nantian Dao League rushed towards Ye Hao with shouts. At least nearly half of them used semi-artifacts. The vast prototype of the divine rules swept the world and covered Ye Hao overwhelmingly.

None of them could sense Ji Wudao’s specific location, so they had no choice but to attack Ye Hao first.

“Swipe, swipe, swipe…”

Large or small dark cracks opened silently between the heaven and the earth, appearing out of thin air in front of the semi-artifacts, like ferocious beasts that chose people to devour, all over the sky.

The young prodigies who sacrificed semi-artifacts were stunned for a moment. This is the Holy Mountain of Dragon Sky. Even the void here is much more stable than other places. They tried their best to sacrifice semi-artifacts, but they could only create ripples in the void. Why? Now you can cut cracks in the void?

Before they could think about it, they saw more than thirty semi-artifacts in the void sinking uncontrollably into the large cracks in the void.

The great rift in the void was closed again, and many geniuses lost their sense of their semi-artifacts at the same time!

Their semi-artifacts seemed to be instantly isolated into the endless and distant void, so far away that they could not sense the location of the spiritual mark in the semi-artifacts!

“My blue sky treasure tower!”

“More than thirty semi-artifacts were confiscated at the same time. What kind of method was this?”

“No! The spiritual mark I left in the sword has not been erased, it has just been isolated! It is probably the kid hidden in the void who took action!”

“Boy, get out and die! What’s the point of hiding in the depths of the void?”

“This man is a born assassin! Everyone, be careful!”

…

Many geniuses in the Nantian Dao Alliance changed their colors one after another. At this time, they did not care to recall their semi-artifacts and prepared their respective formations.