Chapter 5402: Duel Aman

"Mahayana-class Fudao Samsara Altar?"
Brothers and sisters Cheng Wen, Mu Ao, Ying Shao, and others were all trembling in their hearts.
In that period of taboo history, there are indeed too many innate gods who have fallen.
After taboo history.
Many innate gods died in the chaos after a major exchange of blood was completed.
However, the corpses of these deceased people have never been discovered. They are headless cases in chaos.
It has now been revealed.
Qiu Yuan picked the fruit of the heavenly path and swallowed the ruler of the world with the body of the dark torrent.
His disciple.
Treat the decimated innate gods as sacrificial offerings, integrate them into these altars, and become one with Aman and become the source of strength for the opponent.
Aman is not an ancestral god, but he has all kinds of abilities to control the avenue.
This is a practice that contradicts the conventional practice.
Such means.
Such thoughts.
It's chilling enough.
And Aman's cold words also showed his own attitude, to prevent the gods in the rules of eliminating famine and saving the world!
"Then see the real chapter under your hand!"
Xiao Ye responded.
Different positions.
The battle between him and Aman was a matter of time and there was no need to talk nonsense.
boom!
When the words fell, the body of Xiao Ye's ancestor was harmonious, and all the main grades and ancestral avenues in the world recovered together, and they smashed toward Aman, no less than the sovereign granting privileges and motivating all the ways.
"Speaking of which, this is the first time we have had a duel. I hope you don't let me down!"
Aman also screamed, the ninety-eight altars rumbling rumblingly, resonating with his divine body, evolving the world and the world, exhausting all kinds of good fortune, and directly blocking the many major fluctuations.
Xiao Ye's real body arrived instantly.
And these altars quickly opened up the barriers and intercepted Xiang Xiao Ye.
With a pair of fists, Xiao Ye could hit the avenue withered, but facing these altars, he could not make meritorious deeds.
"These altars are too hard!"
Xiao Ye frowned.
These altars are not only the source of Aman's strength, but each one is almost comparable to a master's weapon. It can be offensive and defensive, which is indeed troublesome.
"Is this surprised?"
Aman chuckled, the space next to him trembled again, and another altar appeared.
This altar is also made of rare innate mixed treasures, but it is soaked in the blood of strange beasts, and the mysterious lines on the surface make the totem even more strange.
There are golden dragons holding their heads up to break the universe, and the undead Luan spreading his wings to cover the sky...
These are not sacred beasts, or primitive-level innate creatures. The totem is revived, reflected in the void, and lifelike.
"How many corpses of divine beasts did he collect as sacrifices!"
Mutsu, Ying Shao and others all showed shock on their faces.
As for Xiao Ye, his eyes were fixed, a Shenpeng in the recovery totem.
This Shenpeng was huge, surrounded by billowing black air, which made Xiao Ye feel familiar.
Death King Peng!
The Death King Peng who was once his slave!
The opponent became the most powerful Death King in the history of Chaos, and the source of death he controlled was above Rank Nine.
After getting rid of the status of a slave, he still remained loyal to the tribe.
At last.
Fallen under Qiu Yuan's attack.
The opponent's bones had actually become the sacrifices of the Mahayana-class samurai altar.
Hum!
Under Aman's urging, this altar had moved horizontally above Xiao Ye's head.
In an instant, hundreds of millions of brilliance, those lifelike totems, filled the sky, full of combat power, all roared towards Xiao Ye.
Such a scene is as if the most terrifying army of beasts in the world is dispatched.
Not to mention other things, the death source power alone is enough to infiltrate the entire Wanhua, so that this great forbidden natural life will be cut off, no grass will be born, and the innate will die.
"This... I'm afraid that even some low-dimensional masters can't hold it!"
Cheng Wen and others on the side were all pale.
Although they are the top of the ancestral gods, they have a combat power comparable to the master.
But there is no chance of winning against Aman.
At this time, the heavens and the earth shook, the tens of thousands of domains trembled, and most of those lifelike totems were penetrated instantly.
I saw Xiao Ye's figure, and there was no way to touch him.
With a long roar, he ascended to the sky and rushed directly to the altar soaked in beast blood to punch it through.
Death King Peng died for the tribe.
The tragedy has already happened and he is powerless to change. What he can do now is to let the other party belong to this vast world instead of being used by others.
But at this time, there was chaotic light bursting, Dao light flickering, there was nothing in the world, brighter than this.
The ninety-eight altars also moved horizontally over Xiao Ye, like peaks after another, suppressed one after another.
Xiao Ye howled wildly.
The main product and Zongpin Avenue branded the riots, which blocked the suppression of these altars.
But at the same time.
He is also stagnant, as if he is really suppressed and unable to move.
"No wonder you will fail when you hit the shackles of dimensions." A sneer appeared at the corner of Aman's mouth.
Before.
Xiao Ye's will rushed above the ten thousand realms, and the movement that hit the shackles of the dimension was too great, and he naturally felt it.
However, he did not know that the so-called failure was caused by Xiao Ye deliberately.
I saw Aman lifted his palm and pressed Yaoyao downward.
Suddenly--
boom!
The ninety-eight altars screamed for a long time, and the totems reflected in the void also resembled living creatures, and suddenly drowned Xiao Ye's figure.
This is far more terrifying than the clean world rule.
It is like the chaos gods at a certain stage of the chaos, all of them are dispatched, and these altars are used to suppress them.
"Town shortage!"
Ying Shao, Bibury and others all exclaimed in silence.
It's not that they have no confidence in the famine, but that their opponents are too terrifying and unpredictable, and they cannot be treated with common sense.
but.
Their worries are obviously redundant.
Wow!
At this time, a burst of blood flow suddenly resounded, and it was getting faster and faster, as if the sky was thundering, causing the sky to burst.
Under the perception of everyone.
The original fluctuations that belonged to the famine are rapidly rising, forming terrible storms, chaotic visions, and nothing is more violent than this.
Those totems, like duckweed in the ocean, were lifted up and down, unable to stop at all, and then lifted up high.
With a burst of crackling sound, these totems were all shattered and turned into stars to return to those altars.
Xiao Ye was not injured, his figure reappeared, but it was completely different.
His whole body glowed, and the divine blood flowed, and the sound of heaven spread out, as if the seal on his body had been lifted.
Xiao Ye's divine body was born out of the ancestral god, but it was different from the ancestor god.
Under normal conditions.
Xiao Ye was suppressing, not wanting to expose.
Now, he finally broke out, his body's power skyrocketed, and once broke all the totems, he was shaking those altars with his true body, making these altars rumbling and shaking.
"His body of the ancestor is so strong that it is?"
Even if it was Aman, his expression became serious.
(First one!)