In the battlefield, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the scorched earth was connected one after another. The damaged ancient lines had a dim luster and were completely destroyed.
The Taiyin Avenue is flowing in the void, adding a bit of coldness and chill, making people feel even more desolate.
The dragon-patterned black gold floated at the end of the sky, affecting everyone's mind. Even the monks who had not joined the battlefield and were not qualified had burning eyes, eager to rush over and grab it.
Ye Nan stood quietly in the void, breathing calmly. Through the white gauze covering her face, her beautiful eyes could clearly capture every move of all the monks.
At this time, the entire battlefield was shrouded in a strange silence. A group of monks spread out, but no one made any move.
Everyone was highly nervous and paying close attention to the movements of the monks around them. Many people even had dense beads of sweat on their foreheads.
Seeing this, Ye Nan's eyes flashed slightly. This was not a group of powerful monks who had experienced the test of blood and fire, just like the feathered heavenly soldiers. They had advanced cultivation, but lacked corresponding practical experience.
However, not all monks are like this. For example, Yang Zhen and Nan Yiyi from Tianxuan Holy Land, as well as some disciples from Zifu Holy Land and slightly smaller sects. They have bright eyes and strong auras, waiting for the first person to take action. .
As for the demon cultivators, it was completely the opposite. In other words, when Ye Nan looked at them, there was already a demon cultivator who had taken action decisively.
At this time, it was only a few breaths before the saints, the Holy Lord, and the Sect Leader retreated to the edge of the battlefield.
"Uh-huh!"
A strong demon cultivator glanced at the human cultivator and sneered, then suddenly spread his arms, opened a pair of blue wings, and rushed forward like a blue lightning.
"boom!"
His action was like an order, instantly detonating the entire battlefield.
"Stop him!"
"Let's take action together!"
When two young disciples from a certain sect saw this, they each performed a magical technique. The divine light in their palms seemed to have a physical form, like golden snakes, biting towards the demon cultivator.
"snort!"
At this time, the demon cultivator who had half-stepped into the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm suddenly sneered. His whole body was black and green, his eyes had vertical pupils, and he looked like a big demon. He opened his mouth and roared, and the sound waves rolled, and he immediately shattered all the golden snakes. .
The expressions of the two young disciples changed drastically. It was clear that the other party had only half-stepped into the Dragon Transformation, and most of his body was still in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, but it still gave them an indescribable sense of shock.
"Wow!"
But then, a ray of starlight fell down, making everyone's faces look blue, and then a big star fell down, stopping the demon cultivator with arms and wings from before.
I saw that Nan Yiyi was like a goddess, with an oval face as white as jade, black hair as brocade, a smile on her face, and shining steps. She came from the sky to bathe in a galaxy. The big star was condensed by her Taoism.
"Tianxuan Holy Law. She has indeed obtained the true inheritance of Tianxuan Saint!"
"It seems that the current saint of Tianxuan Holy Land must be her."
Seeing this, some monks whispered, their eyes full of awe and yearning.
"Qiang!"
Blocked by the big star, the demon cultivator with arms and wings immediately slowed down when he saw this, only to feel a violent wind blowing behind him, and he suddenly showed a look of panic.
However, he immediately realized that the strong wind was not coming towards him, but was clinging to his clothes and blowing heavily on the big star in front of him.
"boom!"
The big star immediately split into pieces, and bursts of divine light bloomed from it. The fluctuations were extremely terrifying, as if it was about to explode in the next second.
The demon cultivator with arms and wings just wanted to fly away, but he saw a figure with shining golden divine feathers flashing forward at a very fast speed, leaving afterimages in the void, and then he clapped his hands one after another, and let The big star moved horizontally for dozens of miles and exploded with a bang.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. Both the demon cultivators and the human cultivators were stunned. No one saw how this golden figure moved. In just a blink of an eye, everything was over.
"He is the eldest grandson of the Saint Jinpeng! He has the speed of Tianpeng!"
"It's actually him. I once heard that he has awakened a trace of the true blood of his ancestors in his body, and he has mastered the first few moves of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique pioneered by the Jinpeng Saint. He is the proud son of Heaven who is at the absolute forefront of the demon clan!"
Surprisingly, this was not a discussion by human monks, but by a group of demon cultivators. They looked at the mysterious man shrouded in golden light and let out bursts of exclamations.
This is a young man who shines brighter than the sun. The golden divine feathers are like armor, covering his whole body.
"I'll meet you!"
A black shadow came across the sky, and a man in black was like a sharp blade unsheathed, his sharp eyes flashing with a sharp cold light, and as fast as lightning, he faced the Golden Roc Saint. eldest grandson.
"It's the Holy Son of Wanxiang, and he also took action!"
"He is the first man among all the forces in the world to be named the Holy Son, but no one has ever seen him take action. I don't know if he is worthy of his name."
"boom!"
But before the words of a few people could finish, a fierce and terrifying power suddenly erupted in that battlefield, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
In the void, one great realm emerged after another, with magnificent waves, showing vastness and vastness, just like the reincarnation of the heavens, encompassing everything. Everyone counted them, and they only counted nine or nine.
"The universe and all the phenomena are unified into one. This is the Holy Method of Wanxiang!" Someone recognized the method performed by the Holy Son of Wanxiang and took a deep breath.
The man from the Jinpeng clan had very bright eyes, giving people a sense of unruliness. He grabbed the demon cultivator with wings on his arms and threw him several miles away. He was suddenly far ahead of the other cultivators. Then he let out a long roar and said, "Okay! Then let's fight!"
The golden light was endless, and the divine brilliance was surging. The two fought together, and suddenly the sky trembled, the sky collapsed, and the earth cracked, stirring up boundless wind and clouds.
On the other side, Nan Yiyi of Tianxuan Holy Land wanted to continue to contain the demon cultivator who was far ahead, but a figure curled up, exhaling like orchid, so charming that even the mist lingering around her was... Pink, confusing.
"Your master died in the battle in the Underworld. I didn't expect that you are still alive, and your cultivation has improved to a higher level. I think you have gained a lot of blessings in the Underworld." Nan Yiyi's white clothes fluttered, her eyes were like water, and she looked at the monster in front of her. The clan girl spoke calmly.
"Oh, sister, please don't mention the sad things again. It will only increase the sadness." Fox Xin said with a delicate tone.
Behind her, several snow-white tails flashed past, and she was dressed in a pink gauze, with her exquisite and graceful body looming in it. She wanted to resist and welcome her, and few monks could hold it back.
Nan Yiyi's body surface was filled with starlight, and she snorted coldly: "The Heavenly Fox's Fa is useless to me. If you want to take action, you don't have to do this!"
"Sister, if you don't try, how will you know? Between you and me, there is no way." Hu Xin's voice was soft and waxy, full of seductive magnetism, and the pink mist was evaporating, all transformed by the principles of Tao.
"boom!"
Nan Yiyi couldn't bear it anymore, she frowned slightly, raised her hand and fired out endless starlight, trying to sweep the opponent away, not wanting to hear these dirty words.
"Oh, be gentle, it will hurt." Hu Xin didn't take it seriously, with a sweet smile, but the figure was looming in the pink mist, elusive and elusive.
Several monks who happened to be nearby had nosebleeds all over the floor. Although the woman from the Sky Fox clan never paid attention to them, they felt that their souls were about to be sucked away.
"boom!"
But at this moment, big stars rose up one after another in another direction, and everyone was shocked to find that a vast ocean with rippling blue waves appeared out of thin air.
"Crash!"
Two god-like figures faced each other in the sky, and the power they erupted caused fierce conflict and annihilation in the void, stirring up layers of turbulent waves.
"You are indeed the descendant of Saint Qingjiao!" Yang Zhen looked heroic, his eyes shining like the stars, bathing in the starlight like Nan Yiyi, standing proudly under the sky, and spoke to the demon cultivator who had half-stepped into a dragon.
The latter did not deny that his strong body was all black and green, full of explosive strength, he showed his white teeth, smiled coldly, and said: "Tianxuan Holy Law, I, Qing Ming, have been admired for a long time, and I am eager to fight! "
"boom!"
After saying that, he stepped on it with all his strength, and the boundless sea suddenly surged into the sky, as if it was about to overturn the sky, which was extremely terrifying.
"As you wish!" Yang Zhen's momentum was calm, and endless bright stars burst out from his eyes, as if he had summoned the stars in the sky to suppress them all.
Let me briefly explain some of the geniuses of Beidou in this world. Which ones are you going to eat? (rubbing hands)
