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

Jiang Chen looked up at the sky, clenched his palms into fists, and struck out without dodging.

His fists bloomed with overwhelming murderous intent. Every ray of killing intent tore open a large black crack in the void that stretched for thousands of miles. The entire void collapsed in large swaths, and the billowing murderous intent surged for eternity, as if It’s like destroying the world.

Kingly killing punch!

Jiang Chen’s royal killing fist touched the palm of Saint Tianyuan, and a ray of light that was brighter than the scorching sun lit up at the collision point. The light contained the power of the shattered rules of the holy way. The major forces in southern Xinjiang were spying on them. Many of the ancestors of the gods here closed their eyes unconsciously.

“Boom!”

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening roar between the sky and the earth, as if a big world was exploding, the void collapsed for nearly a hundred miles, and there were countless large cracks in the void. The destructive air current swept across the wilderness, leaving the dragon sky covered with Taoist sacred marks. The Holy Mountain collapsed by thousands of feet.

The figure of Saint Tianyuan reappeared between heaven and earth, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

His left hand exploded with bloody holes, and the crystal clear holy blood spilled into the sky, creating a bottomless pit on Longkong Holy Mountain.

“Buzz!”

A vast holy power spread out from Saint Tianyuan’s body, and the destructive air currents that were raging between heaven and earth were instantly crushed into nothingness, and the bright universe reappeared, also revealing the figures of Jiang Chen and his group.

Jiang Chen led three disciples and Ji Wushang stood in the sky, his robe as white as snow, his spirit as rich as jade, and his face with a calm expression. The fight just now had no impact on him at all.

“The saint is resurrected, is that it?” Jiang Chen curled his lips, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

If he didn’t want to test how powerful a real saint’s blow is, this Tianyuan Saint wouldn’t even have the chance to blast out that palm!

“How can it be?”

The ancestors of the gods from all the major forces in southern Xinjiang all exclaimed in unison.

Jiang Chen was just a God Emperor. His punch did not contain any holy power, but only pure killing intent. However, he injured the Tianyuan Saint in a head-on confrontation, which simply subverted everyone’s understanding.

Underneath the saints are all ants, who said that?

Hey, no, isn’t Jiang Chen a god king? Why is he the God Emperor?

Did he just break through, or is he hiding his clumsiness?

Seeing that Jiang Chen was not injured at all, Saint Tianyuan’s pupils shrank slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: “It seems that you have mastered some kind of forbidden magical power. You must have paid a huge price to block me. That palm, right? Your blood is worthy of being swallowed by my Tyrannosaurus Holy Halberd!”

After saying this, Saint Tianyuan waved the ferocious and domineering purple-gold dragon halberd with his right hand and slashed it down on Jiang Chen’s head.

The purple-gold Tyrannosaurus Holy Halberd turned into an ancient purple dragon that covered the sky and the sun. Every dragon scale on the body seemed to have a vast world evolving. The mighty power of the dragon crushed the sky, and the fierce holy power shook the universe, moving towards Jiang Chen and his group rushed down, as if they were going to blast through the entire world.

Facing this fierce shot, Jiang Chen’s expression did not change at all. He gently stretched out his palm. Under the skin of his palm, there were faint traces of millions of disasters and tribulations flickering, and he probed towards the Tyrant Dragon Holy Halberd.

Following Jiang Chen’s move, the ancient purple dragon rushing towards the void seemed to have been affected by the power of thousands of catastrophes, and uncontrollably shattered between the heaven and the earth, transformed into the body of the Tyrant Dragon Holy Halberd, and fell into the sky. In Jiang Chen’s hands.

The Tyrant Dragon Holy Halberd fell completely silent, and all the holy power in the sky was restrained, as if it had turned into an ordinary halberd, without any pressure.

The ancestors of the gods from all the major forces in southern Xinjiang were stunned. There were quasi-sages and saints deep in certain holy places and quasi-emperor sects who opened their eyes. Seeing this scene, all of them were shocked and speechless.

Veins popped up on Saint Tianyuan’s forehead, and the holy power in his body poured crazily into the Tyrant Dragon Holy Halberd, but it was of no avail at all.

No matter how much he urged it, the Tyrant Dragon Holy Halberd never responded at all.

Jiang Chen looked at the Tianyuan Saint in front of him calmly and whispered: “Shou Yuan, take it away!”

“Buzz!”

As Jiang Chen’s words fell, some unexplainable and obscure energy appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth and enveloped Saint Tianyuan.

In the next quarter of an hour, a strong white light flew out of Saint Tianyuan’s body and entered Jiang Chen’s body.

Saint Tianyuan suddenly became much older, his long black and smooth hair became gray and withered again, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, his bulging muscles quickly withered, and in the blink of an eye he became a dying man. The skinny old man seemed like he would run out of life and die at any moment.

“My Shouyuan!”

Sage Tianyuan exclaimed, his voice became hoarse and old again, his voice was full of fear, like a crazy roar: “Why has my longevity disappeared so much? What on earth have you done to me?”

Just now

Just now, Saint Tianyuan felt that 70% of his remaining thousands of years of life had been deprived of him in an instant, and his remaining lifespan was already close to being exhausted!

“Go to the underworld and ask King Yama!”

Jiang Chen whispered, clenched his palms into fists, and struck towards the Tianyuan Saint.

With a punch, six ancient worlds that seemed real and illusory appeared around him. Some worlds were full of fairy energy, some worlds were full of ghosts, some worlds were full of fighting spirit, some worlds were filled with red dust, and so on.

The six ancient worlds are constantly reincarnating and evolving each other, and the various breaths are intertwined and changing, giving a faint feeling that the fate of the heavens is contained within them.

Six Paths of Samsara Fist!

Facing this punch, Saint Tianyuan felt a sense of crisis on the verge of death. Without thinking too much, all the remaining energy and spirit in his body started to burn crazily. His body burst out with monstrous holy power, and he raised both fists together. After blasting out, there were thousands of faint dragon shadows flickering behind it.

“Boom!”

Earth-shattering roars resounded throughout the sky, and the place where the two met turned into a vacuum area filled with destructive airflow. Large areas of the void collapsed, and large cracks in the void stretching for thousands of miles spread into the distance, as if they were destroying the world.

The ancestors of many forces in southern Xinjiang all focused their eyes and used various secret methods to see through the destructive air flow and looked at the two people fighting each other. No one wanted to miss this wonderful moment.

In their sight, the body of Saint Tianyuan disintegrated inch by inch, and all the rules of the holy way in his body collapsed and dissipated between heaven and earth, and his whole person was blasted into nothingness.

PS: Second update! Keep staying up late for more updates!