Chapter 1239: Fight

Yan Chuan and Wu Tian, ​​two ferocious auras collided with each other.
"boom!"
Behind Wu Tian, ​​suddenly dark clouds were covered, and the entire sky was darkened. From the dark clouds, one could vaguely see that there were more than two thousand heavenly ways standing between heaven and earth.
This is the way of heaven and earth in the whole world, but unfortunately these ways of heaven are too bleak. It's just about influencing, not controlling.
Among them, only three hundred paths are extremely clear, and gusts of gusts wind around the three hundred heavenly paths, stimulating all the power of heaven and earth.
The power of heaven and earth that the saint can move!
The power of horror radiated, and a large number of void cracks appeared in the void behind Wu Tiansheng, and the cracks flashed, like countless giant snakes dancing wildly.
This is the realm of saints.
Yan Chuan was also waiting for the battle, his pupils turned red, blood was flying, and the ground below was even more vast and vast. Yanchuan's blood sea field.
"boom!"
The sage domain and the blood sea domain collided, and Yan Chuan's blood sea was generally suppressed.
However, Yan Chuan's momentum has not diminished. In Wu Tian's eyes, Yan Chuan's momentum has become increasingly fierce.
"Yan Chuan? Did I underestimate you, the blood sea magical power? The ancestor immortal triple heaven can actually exert the power of the ancestor immortal seventh heaven, what a blood sea magical power. Unfortunately, you are too arrogant to destroy my teaching field? Here, no one wants to leave!" Saint Wu Tian said in a cold voice.
Yan Chuan smiled grimly and said, "Unfortunately, I don't have the conditions to build a heaven. Otherwise, it would be a good choice to kill you to build a heaven!"
"Humph!" The saint snorted angrily.
"Seriously injured, right? You can still play half of your strength now?" Yan Chuan grinned.
When he probed his hand, a giant coffin appeared in Yan Chuan's palm, and the bronze coffin was buried in the sky. Yan Chuan's eyes were hideous and he was not timid.
Just when the two are about to fight.
In the east, a huge breath suddenly rushed forward.
The vast aura washed away, and Yan Chuan and Wu Tian suddenly rushed to their bodies.
"boom!"
In the distance, it was as if a fire hit, and the overwhelming fire instantly occupied one side of the void.
Fire, blood, and saint domains each occupy one side and compete with each other.
In the sea of ​​fire, there were a total of eleven figures.
The first one, dressed in a red robe, with a fierce face, with a golden crown on top of his head, and a huge aura, that is, it exudes. The ten people behind him are extraordinary, and their auras all resemble. It has the air of an ancestor.
As soon as the eleven arrived, they stared at Yan Chuan together.
"No, it's Emperor Feng?" Mo Yuxi's expression changed.
The saint looked.
"Emperor Feng? Are you here too?" Saint Wu Tian said solemnly.
Emperor Feng looked at Yan Chuan and around, frowned deeply and said: "I'm here for my son, Wu Tian, ​​you can't even protect my son?"
The second prince of the Feng clan?
Thinking of the second prince of the Feng clan, the saint became angry from his heart. It was because of him that he was careless and embarrassed so far.
Saint Hui didn't answer, but Emperor Feng glanced around.
"Your teaching field is actually completely destroyed?" Emperor Feng narrowed his eyes.
While speaking, Emperor Feng suddenly looked behind Yan Chuan. Yan Chuan's army?
"Yan Chuan?" Fengdi's eyes were cold.
"Your son was killed by Yan Chuan in front of you!" Wu Tian said solemnly.
"Sure enough, it's you again!" Emperor Feng said with cold eyes.
The two sons died at the hands of Yan Chuan, how could Emperor Feng hate him.
"Emperor Feng? It seems that I looked at you high, Ancestral Eighth Heaven?" Yan Chuan sneered.
Emperor Feng's eyes were cold.
But Wu Tian was suddenly surprised.
"You are actually not nervous at all, you are the ancestor of the third heaven, want to fight with me?" Wu Tian said with a trace of astonishment.
"Come on, no one, wait, get away!" Yan Chuan waved his hand.
Bai Qi and the others were anxious, but still replied: "Yes!"
Emperor Feng's face was gloomy. Look at Bai Qi and others on the opposite side, as well as Mo Yuxi. From the crowd, Emperor Feng felt the ancestral aura.
What Yan Chuan meant was self-evident. The subordinates he followed had stepped aside. Yan Chuan used one enemy and two against himself and the saint?
There was a flash of astonishment in Fengdi's eyes, but he did not refuse. The news of the battle in the Shard Yang Palace space in the past, Fengdi already knew, had it not been for the intervention of the Saint Ximen at that time, Yan Chuan could kill five ancestors alone.
Yan Chuan's strength naturally did not dare to be underestimated.
However, Yan Chuan is too looking for death!
"Look at Mo Yuxi and them!" Fengdi said solemnly.
"Yes!" the ten Fengdi subordinates answered.
"boom!"
Behind Emperor Feng, in the world of the sea of ​​fire, suddenly a hundred heavenly paths soared up into the sky. The hundred heavenly paths slowly revolved around the central one, and the center was a fiery red heavenly path. However, this heavenly path was different, but it seemed that there was a phoenix vaguely. Flying in it.
"No wonder, it turns out that you have realized the avenue of yourself, but your avenue is just a rudimentary form!" Yan Chuan said coldly.
"Do you know Dadao?" Fengdi said coldly.
"When I realize the Dao, I can no longer rely on the world, because I am a self-made Dao, and I am a world. Although my cultivation is not as good as a saint, it has the potential to be comparable to a saint, no wonder!" Yan Chuan said coldly.
"Hmph, seek your own death, don't live!" The saint exclaimed.
Angrily rebuked, the saint took the lead, probing his palm, forming a vast white palm print.
The palm print is so large that it covers the sky and the earth. After the palm print, it even connects all the heavens, calling toward Yan Chuan as if carrying Tianwei.
As the palmprint passed, the void collapsed for a while, and the terrifying power made Mo Yuxi look horrified in the distance, for fear of Yan Chuan's accident.
But at this moment, Yan Chuan showed a trace of hideousness, and with a wave of the buried copper coffin in his hand, he was about to hit him.
"Meow!"
On Yan Chuan's shoulder, Meow suddenly yelled.
Meow's whole body hair suddenly exploded, her eyes showed an angry look, and she screamed at the huge palm print.
With a cat cry, in front of Meow, hundreds of Heavenly Dao suddenly stood up, and Heavenly Dao slammed into the huge saint's palm print.
"boom!"
There was a huge tremor in the void.
The palm print shattered, and the heavens shattered and opened.
A palm of the saint was actually blocked?
"Meow?" Mo Yuxi exclaimed in the distance.
How terrifying is the saint's palm, Mo Yuxi had just realized that it was a power to suppress the soul, and was actually pushed back by Meow?
The harmless meow is so terrifying?
Yan Chuan looked at his shoulder and was also slightly startled.
Emperor Feng and Wu Tian stared at Yan Chuan, meowing on his shoulders. Just now, he was thinking, Yan Chuan is too arrogant, and he is still bringing a pet in the battle? But, now, both of them open their mouths. This, is this unrealistic?
"Meow, Yan Chuan, have you seen me showing off? I'll help you suppress this saint!" Meow suddenly excited.
"Uh, don't need...!" Yan Chuan was slightly startled.
But, Miao Miao has jumped out before finishing talking.
"Shoo!" Meow suddenly disappeared and instantly appeared behind the saint.
"Space magic? Move?" Saint Wu Tian's expression changed.
"Meow!"
Behind Miao Miao, 499 heavenly paths suddenly soared into the sky.
In an instant, Miao Miao's momentum exploded, and Miao Miao's momentum was so great that it instantly equalized the saint.
"It's impossible, there are only four saints in heaven and earth, why do you have holy breath in your body?" The saint suddenly refused to believe.
Exploring the hand, hit Meow Meow with a palm.
Meow Meow flickered, disappeared again, and appeared to the south of the saint.
"Boom!" The saint's palm suddenly hit a blank.
"Humph!" The saint snorted coldly.
With a wave of the probe's hand, the Quartet Void was distorted again. For a while, the Void in the Saint Realm continued to deform, and the force of horrible squeezing moved toward Meow. More than two thousand heavenly realms are mobilized by the saints to release endless power to target the internal meows.
"Meow meow meow!"………………
After a series of meows, my body shape keeps changing, leaving behind meows in the square space. Gradually, it seems that there are hundreds of meows surrounding the saint.
"Do you want to mobilize the power of heaven? Meow, I will too!" Meow suddenly called.
"Boom!"
In addition to the more than 2,000 heavenly realms, more than 2,000 identical heavenly realms suddenly appeared again, but this was the great power of the heaven and the earth inspired by Meow.
In addition, there are only three hundred saints in the complete mastery of heaven, while Meow Miao has 499.
"Meow!"
"boom!"
The terrifying power of the world is suppressed by the saint.
"Impossible, why are you also a saint? How come there is a fifth saint?" Saint Wu Tian roared.
In the distance, Yan Chuan looked at the battlefield between the saint and Meow.
"Miaomiao? After all, there is too little combat experience. Wu Tian can't help but Wu Tian. Fortunately, Wu Tian was injured by Wu Yu, and his strength is only half. Miaomiao may not be able to hurt Wu Tian, ​​but it is not too dangerous!" Chuan said with a trace of weirdness.
Instead, Yan Chuan looked at Emperor Feng.
"Emperor Feng? Let me see, how is your avenue?"
Yan Chuan sneered, and the bronze coffin in his hand was enlarged ten thousand times. Under the control of Yan Chuan, from below, to suppress Emperor Feng's world of fire.
The Emperor Feng's eyes were cold, and a fiery red chain dashed towards the Tiantian copper coffin between his hands.
"boom!"
The chain and the coffin hit hard, and at the collision, a huge hole was blown into the void.
Yan Chuan did not retreat but moved forward, and his figure rushed towards the distant Emperor Feng. In his palms, countless stars surrounded him.
The universe in the palm!
"Inferno!" Emperor Feng blew up, and millions of red chains were flying around, scouring towards Yan Chuan.
"boom!"
Yan Chuan and Fengdi fought.
Wutian territory, a land of mountains and forests near the sea.
Immortal Gongyang took nearly a hundred strong men from the Gongyang family, and stood on a mountain, with a man in white standing in front of him. It is the saint, Simon!
"Sage Simon, please come this time. Yan Chuan has a big fate. I have to make a move. This person may kill my ram family. If there is him, my ram family can only retreat. This time, please. Great drive, the Patriarch has already agreed, as long as Yan Chuan dies, the Patriarch will answer your request!" Gong Yangxian solemnly said.
Saint Simon turned his head and looked at the Wu Tian territory in the distance.
Far away, the sky was dim and the ground was dark. Although I couldn't see the inside, I probably knew that a great war had already occurred.
"As long as Yan Chuan is dead?" Said Saint Ximen solemnly.
"Yes!" A gloomy cold flashed in the eyes of Fairy Ram.
"Okay! You wait!" Saint Simon nodded.
As he said, Saint Simon stepped forward and shot towards Wu Tianjiang Territory, and disappeared in an instant.
Saint Simon left, and the children of the Ram family hesitated secretly.
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