Chapter 940: The Battle of the Ancients

"Token!"
A fatal blow launched by the soul of Tianzun, Ye Chenfeng did not hide in the Qiankun environment, but took the mysterious old road to his avatar token and took it out.
"Hey!"
The avatar token was violently hit by the soul of the gods, and a terrible force permeated the token, turning into an old-fashioned old robe, obscuring the soul of the gods. attack.
"You, it is you, how are you here!"
Looking in front of Ye Chenfeng, the body is thin, but it gives people a feeling of being old, and the soul of Tianzun has issued a scream of ecstasy.
"I didn't expect that we still have a good day." The mysterious old voice said: "Just see each other again, you only have one soul left, and I am just a avatar."
"Luo Shen, do you insist on being an enemy of my celestial being?" The soul of Tianzun looked fierce and said angrily.
"The old road does not want to be an enemy of you, but why do you want to destroy my human system, let me have to shoot for you." Mysterious old road does not like to say sadly.
"Well, if this is the case, then I will ruin your avatar first, to report the hatred of the year." The soul of Tianzun looked at the old road with hatred.
A few and a half moons of the soul arc split his body, cut through the air, and the amazing speed of the attack to the old road.
"I was able to ruin your avatars in the past, and now you can destroy your soul!"
The old hands are slowly swaying like flowing water, turning into an extremely mysterious avenue of the road, resisting the attack of the soul of heaven.
Next, the vague old eyes of the old road slammed open, and a sound wave like a dragon like a tiger whistle was released in his mouth, such as the rushing tide, bombarded the soul of the gods.
"Qingtianyin!"
The soul of Tianzun quickly seals, and a blue seal that has been condensed by the force of the rolling sky hits the sound waves released by the old road, shaking the whole sky and shaking it violently.
"Primary, lend me the jade wall for a good use!"
The soul of Tianzun is terrible, and the old man is not daring to convey his mind to Ye Chenfeng.
"Good!"
Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate to lend himself to the old road with his first attack to the treasure of Jiulong.
Getting Jiulong in Kowloon, the old road gently stepped forward. After one step, the old road appeared strangely in front of the soul of Tianzun, and punched a punch at his chest.
This fist seems to be plain, but it is full of the power to destroy the earth, enough to level a mountain.
The soul of Heavenly Respect continues to seal and hits the fist of the old road.
Two powerful forces collided together, and the emptiness of the void appeared a fissure and set off a huge wave.
When the old road and the spirit of Tianzun fought fiercely, drink a whole bottle back to Tianshui, and quickly restore the soul-consuming Ye Chenfeng to adjust the state, holding the hand-painted scorpion attack and attacking the age-old autumn that is accepting the inheritance of the Tianzu .
"Black Rock, I will kill you today."
Accepted the complete Tianzu inheritance, basically consolidating the five-level battle of the beasts of the realm of the ages, and screaming, holding the streamer and flying snow swords to Ye Chenfeng.
"God's blood, burning!"
Just controlled the Jiulong jade attack, almost exhausted the soul of Ye Chenfeng's body. Now facing the ages, he can only change into the body of the demon, and increase the power to nearly 140 million, with absolute Power against him.
Mixed with the Five Elements, the meaning of life and death, the heavenly and earthly Fang Tian paintings fell down like a big mountain to the streamer flying snow sword from the ages.
"Hey!"
The two avenues collided together and a deafening blast sounded.
After a blow, Ye Chenfeng is like an unbeatable man, holding a square painting to force the mountains and rivers, fiercely inciting the ancient autumn, relying on absolute power to suppress him.
Face in the face of Ye Chenfeng’s dancing like a mountain, there is no dodging in the ages. He will use his soul power to the extreme, holding the streamer and flying snow swords to confront each other.
"Consolidation of the realm, this ancient autumn has become terrible, relying solely on strength, I am afraid not his opponent."
Ye Chenfeng and the age of the ancients fiercely killed a fragrant time, not only failed to suppress the ages of the autumn, but he was endlessly attacked and restrained, dangerous.
"Dizziness!"
When the two men became more and more fierce, the soul of Ye Chenfeng broke out in the brain, forming a terrible vertigo technique, which was bombarded in the soul of the ages, giving him a feeling of dizziness.
"Tian Mo Dance!"
When the ancient autumn response was sluggish, Ye Chenfeng hand-held Fangtian paintings quickly and smashed, and the eight shadows with the power to destroy everything, splitting the void, and smashing into the ages.
"Not good!"
Resist the sense of dizziness in my mind, the ancient high-speed operation of the blue sky, the powerful force of the heavens, gathered in front of the body, hard to regret the destruction of the eight shadows.
"Hey!"
The power of the heavens that was mobilized in the ages of the ages was broken. For example, the Fangtian paintings of the mountains were smashed on his body, and he flew out, and a lot of blood was sprayed out of his mouth. .
A glimpse of the ancient autumn, Ye Chenfeng pursued the victory and wanted to kill him with a bang.
"Qingtianyu, Tianzhidaopan!"
Angrily roaring in the ages, the high-speed operation of the blue sky, condensed a terrible day of the Tao, twisting the void, slammed into the Fangtian paintings that Ye Chenfeng came.
"Boom!"
Ye Chenfeng cracked the road of the heavens, but the power of the sky that broke out in the road slammed into the body of Ye Chenfeng, and he flew out, and the whole body’s blood violently rolled. .
"The Beast Soul Form."
A thousand years of violent screams, the change became the strongest form of the beast, and the foot stepped on the cloud boots to launch a fierce attack on Ye Chenfeng.
When he attacks, he will summon a magical attack that is comparable to the six-level beastmaster master.
Swordsman smashes energy in the cloud of robbing, and Ye Chenfeng can only rely on his own strength to resist the attack of the ancient and the evil.
As their attacks became more and more fierce, Ye Chenfeng’s offensive was gradually suppressed. If he was not strong enough, he would have been hit hard by the ages.
Ye Chenfeng and the ancient autumn fiercely fight, the fierce battle between the old road and the soul of the gods is not as intense as they are, but each time the two seem to be plain and unconventional, can make the void collapse, space The power of destruction in the cracks is enough to strangle the Emperor.
"Red Blood Cliff, Kill!"
The painful attack has no fruit, and the soul of Tianzun has melted into the Baizhang high. The red blood cliff with the prestige of the holy treasure controls the red blood of the red blood cliff, which is like a scene to the old road.
The red blood screen hit, and the strength of the old body was soaring and injected into the Kowloon Jade.
"Hey!"
With the three deafening sounds of dragons screaming, the three devastating mad dragons with all the power of extinction smashed the red blood curtain and slammed it on the red blood cliff.
"Hey!"
With the impact of the Kowloon Jade, the red blood cliff was covered with cracks. The horrible power of the jade wall passed through the blood cliff, and it was bombarded on the body of the soul of the gods, and the body was shattered.
A slamming cracks on the red blood cliff, and the soul of the gods are recreated. The old road continues to consume the power of the avatar and control the attack of the Kowloon Jade.
"Soul burning!"
The soul of Tianzun is also desperate, burning the soul, enhancing the power of the red blood cliff, resisting the attack of the Kowloon Jade.
The attack between the two holy treasures constantly destroys the space of Tianling. Even Ye Chenfeng, the ancient and the autumn, the devil's scorpion are all affected, and the attack is interrupted by hard and hard. Kilometers away.
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