Great Antiquity: Anger at the Beginning

Three slaps, even if it hits all beings in the world, in front of any one, it is estimated that there is no face to live.

This is a direct violation of a person's dignity.

Besides, Zhunti received these three slaps when he was a saint.

But, fortunately, this person is a worthy mention.

Otherwise, if it is someone else, if they can't beat it, it is estimated that they would have gone looking for a shortcoming.

However, even if the skin is thick, Zhunti is shameless.

These three palms also directly trampled on him.

He, a saint, was almost blurred in his mind at this time.

Slowly, Quan initiated the holy movement and allowed his body to recover.

But at this time, he was already a little crazy.

After a short while, Zhunti scowled at his face, and looked at Lin Tian with endless killing intent in his eyes.

Om! In front of him, a mysterious and mysterious seal appeared.

Pfft! Zhunti spit out the blood of the saint directly towards the condensed seal, and at the same time, on top of his golden lotus of merit, bursts of luck came out and condensed towards the peculiar seal.

"what!!"

Zhunti let out a shrill roar, which had reached the extreme point of eruption.

"Little Lin Tian! You will die for me!!"

Zunti roared again.

Those...the blood of the saint and the fate of the saint that he sacrificed are combined with the seal that is full of mysterious aura.

It seems that a strange thing has formed, emitting a ray of light.

After a moment.

In the sky, the rays of light formed by... the seals, in the sky, sprinkle bit by bit.

Formed a mysterious and mysterious river.

Just listen to the anger at this time: "The fate of the river!"

"This world!"

Wow!!! After he roared these words, the long river began to flow slowly.

But it is not a real river that flows on it.

but fate.

Immediately, countless figures began to appear above the long river, and those figures reflected trillions of beings.

The creatures on it are constantly evolving.

"Edict!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhunti's eyes turned into a state that seemed to be infiltrated with blood, extremely strange.

after his voice.

The long river of fate suddenly began to run again, and one after another silhouette began to disappear.

at last.

There is only a peerless shadow in white clothes, holding the celestial ruler of Hongmeng, and in a strange posture, it is independent of it.

"Lin Tian, ​​you forced me!"

Zhun Ti's face was stern.

This method is already his strongest method.

However, in the same way, using this method requires him to pay a great price.

Even, he needs to sacrifice the saint's luck he has accumulated.

He established the Western religion in the barren land of the West, and his luck was not very good. Under such sacrifices, it would cause him a heavy loss.

However, he had no choice at this time.

If he didn't pay the price, if he used this trick, he might die directly in Lin Tian's hands, and the losses he would face would be even greater.

And Lin Tian is a half-step avenue saint, as long as he can kill him, he can get something from him to make up for his loss.

After saying this, Zhunti gave Lin Tian a fierce look again, and then his body was hidden in the river of fate.

"The river of fate"

Lin Tian pondered in a low voice.

This is what Zhun Ti sacrificed and can use to control the fate of others.

"Desire to control my destiny"

A sneer appeared on Lin Tian's face.

His fate is in his own hands.

No one can control it! "I don't know what the power of the nine-foot-opening sky will be after I achieve this half-step avenue!"

Lin Tian suddenly looked at his figure on the river of fate.

At this time, Zhunti had already started to move in it, delusionally pulling the lines of fate so that he could be affected.

Boom! Lin Tian ignored Zhun Ti in the long river of fate.

Instead, he slowly raised the Primordial Sky Ruler in his hand.

Today's Hongmeng measuring ruler is already the ruler of opening the sky.

It contains endless power to open the sky.

After a moment.

Lin Tian looked at the center of the long river of fate with a divine light in his eyes.

Boom! Immediately.

Open the sky ruler, head there, and chop straight down.

now.

All sentient beings looked at Lin Tian with shocking eyes.

"He... what is he going to do!"

"Lin Tian, ​​is he going to cut off the long river of fate!!"

Chapter two hundred and thirtieth: open the sky a foot!Cross the fate! 【Kneeling for subscription】

No one has ever seen such a move to cut off the long river of fate.

And in their horrified eyes.

Lin Tian's open sky ruler, with a thousand zhang rays of light, slashed forward.

"Nine feet open to the sky!!"

"Crossing Fate!"

His voice shook thousands of miles.

This is a variant of the nine feet of opening the sky, from embers to destroy all things, to traverse fate! Rumbling! The ten thousand feet of opening the sky is directly cut from the sky.

The open sky ruler seems to have a spirit, and its body is in a state of incomparable excitement, and the spirit of the ruler body seems to be: jumping non-stop.

It seems to be saying: Even if you have opened Tengo, how can you be afraid of your mere fate and feel the emotion of measuring the sky in your hand.

Lin Tian's eyes narrowed, and the next moment, the measuring ruler quickly pushed forward.

Between the lightning strikes, the void is shattered.

呲呲! All sentient beings in the heavens and the earth only saw the figure on the river of destiny, and began to slowly disappear.

Lin Tian is one foot 0, between.

He directly cut off his figure on the long river of fate.

That... After Lin Tian's figure disappeared, only a strange sound could be heard in the long river of fate.

"The avenue of power can actually traverse fate!"

On Mount Sumeru, Lin Tian's mount, Zhulong looked at the master's peerless figure in a sluggish manner.

Previously, when Lin Tianzheng was on the road to power, he was already extremely excited.

He didn't know how lucky he was for his decision to become Lin Tian's mount.

Now, Lin Tian has really proving the Dao for half a step and has become the ninth saint of heaven and earth recognized by the Dao Patriarch.

Even if he is the patriarch of the dragon clan, following Lin Tian at this time is definitely not a loss, even a bloody profit.

When he saw that Lin Tian could cut off his fate, he was even more horrified.

You know, when he followed Zulong back then.

I have also been fortunate enough to have a glimpse of the way of destiny, and even Zu Long is amazed by the way of destiny.

"Brother Zhulong, what is that?"

Seeing Zhulong's expression with emotion, Duobao and the others couldn't help asking him.

After all, they are juniors, and they have never seen this thing....

"This is the long river of fate, but this is a good way to summon such a thing!"

Originally, Zhulong was slightly worried about the master, but at this time, seeing that the master could directly control the fate, he became relieved.

"Is Destiny's Vice President of the Church in Danger?"

Duobao asked worriedly.

The other disciples and the human race also looked over slightly.