Chapter 4622: Calculate each other

The vast Tianpeng overwhelmed the sky, and the sky was dim.
Compared with the ancestor Mingpeng, Tianyin's small body can be completely ignored.
However, her expression on the ancient well was unwavering, but with a trace of contempt, allowing the Holy Ancestor Ming Peng to swallow her in one bite.
Xiao Fan stood in the clouds in the distance, watching the battle between the two quietly, and shook his head secretly.
"The gap is too big." Xiao Fan sighed.
Holy Ancestor Mingpeng, perhaps once was indeed one of the top four in Eternal Time and Space.
But now, it has fallen behind.
In the battle before him, he seemed to have seen the scene where Vast Sky Saint Ancestor killed him in seconds.
Perhaps Tianyin is weaker than Haotian Saint Ancestor, but it is not much weaker, at least not that Ming Peng Saint Ancestor can be the enemy.
Sure enough, after Holy Ancestor Mingpeng swallowed the sound of the sky for a few breaths, a series of white flashes suddenly penetrated the chest of Holy Ancestor Mingpeng, and Holy Ancestor Mingpeng let out a scream.
Countless rain of blood splashed across the sky, and he recovered his body again, covered in blood, and his body was a little unstable.
With just one move, Holy Ancestor Mingpeng lost again.
There was an unbelievable color in his eyes, and he admitted that he had lost to Holy Ancestor Haotian.
But he couldn't figure out why he would lose to the woman in front of him.
Even if she was a Celestial Race, she shouldn't have been defeated so thoroughly.
Is he really too weak?
Holy Ancestor Ming Peng doubted his own strength for the first time. Everyone is the Supreme Ancestor cultivation base. Why is there such a big difference between the strength of himself and the opponent?
"This commander still lacks a mount. Finally, I will give you a chance." Tianyin has regained his former confidence.
Last time she was shocked by Xiao Fan, she still held a breath in her heart.
These days, she has been trying to vent.
But because the impeller had to wait for three months, Tianyin had never had a chance to do it. Now that she has finally found the opportunity, she will naturally not miss it.
What's more, the ancestor Mingpeng is also the supreme ancestor cultivation base, if he can conquer it, his subordinates will have a lot of power.
Holy Ancestor Mingpeng has a pale face, as the supreme ancestor, standing on top of eternal time and space, how many people dare to talk to him like this for so many years?
Between the opening and closing of his eyes, a ray of cold light burst out, realizing that there is no good fortune today, and he is ready to fight it out.
However, thinking of Xiao Fan's words back then made me feel sad.
This era does not belong to them anymore.
The new generation will replace the old, and the waves behind the Yangtze River will push the waves forward.
He felt a little regretful in his heart, regretted not agreeing to the alliance of the endless divine palace, thinking about accomplishing what he promised Xiao Fan independently, otherwise he would not fall into the current position.
"war!"
Saint Ancestor Mingpeng roared, and a pair of black wings appeared behind him, covered with black feathers, as if he was wearing a divine armor.
When Haotian Saint Ancestor wanted to surrender him, he didn't agree.
How can you kneel down to Tianyin now?
"Then die."
Tianyin Zhenjian, a white light flew up, flaming and intense, like a moon across the sky, pulling out long tail lights, dazzling.
Holy Ancestor Mingpeng roared, without retreating, he stuck out a paw, waved a few sharp lights, and collided with Tianyin.
Puff!
A blood sword shot into the void, Ming Peng Sheng An's claws were cut off, and his body trembled.
However, the sword light did not stop, penetrated his body, and the terrifying sword aura wrung his flesh into blood sauce and fleshy flesh, only one head escaped.
The eyes of the ancestor Mingpeng were red, and he was extremely desperate. The dignified ancestor was humiliated like a lawn mower. How sad.
He couldn't help yelling, but he couldn't change anything at all, to no avail.
"Too weak, do you have a last word?" Tianyin stood with a sword in one hand, his eyes cold.
Ming Peng was silent, he didn't know what to say.
Regret it?
maybe!
But as the supreme ancestor, his arrogance did not allow him to be subdued.
The Haotian Saint Ancestor can't do it, and the Celestial Race is even more so.
"It seems that you have nothing to say." Tianyin looked indifferent, and a sword fell, like a stream of light across the ancient river, severely slashing towards the head of Holy Ancestor Mingpeng.
Holy Ancestor Mingpeng wanted to resist, but found that he didn't have any strength at all.
He closed his eyes in despair, his life flashing in his mind.
For the first time in countless years, he felt that he was so close to death, even if he fought Haotian Saint Ancestor last time, he didn't feel that way.
however!
He waited for two breaths, but Tianyin's attack still did not fall on him, which made him extremely surprised.
Did Tianyin show mercy when it was critical?
However, when he opened his eyes, he discovered that a thin back figure appeared before him.
Saint Ancestor Mingpeng's lips trembled, and he never expected that the person in front of him would even rescue him at a critical moment.
"Ming Peng, you owe me another favor." The thin figure slowly turned his head, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"I haven't paid you the favor from last time. This time, I owe you another life." Sheng Ancestor Ming Peng nodded solemnly and took a deep breath.
"Xiao Fan, it's you again!"
Opposite, Tianyin's cold eyes were murderous, staring at the incoming person.
Yes, the person who rescued Mingpeng Saint Ancestor was not someone else, but Xiao Fan.
He has been waiting here for a long time, just waiting for Tianyin to come here in person.
Even the Holy Ancestor Mingpeng came to Zhongyu to create Minggu, which was his intention, because the Ancestor Mingpeng owed him a favor.
Originally, he wanted to make Ming Peng Saint Ancestor turn to each other at a critical time, and work with him against the impeller.
But he did not expect that the Celestial Race would enter eternal time and space.
"The Impeller rescued you last time, can he have time this time?" Xiao Fan grinned.
The next moment, his expression suddenly turned cold, his eyes radiating cold.
"Last time? It should be the impeller that saved your life." Tianyin refused to admit defeat, "However, this time you are not so lucky."
"Really?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.
He didn't know where Tianyin's confidence came from, but he was waiting for Tianyin here, so naturally he wouldn't let her escape.
This time, no matter what, she must be kept.
"Are you thinking, join hands with him here to deal with me, and then let your people also attack the Creation Palace at the same time, and destroy the Creation Palace in one fell swoop?" Tianyin's eyes revealed a pitiful look.
Xiao Fan's face was dark, and the tone seemed too confident this day.
Could it be that in addition to her in Creation Palace, there are three people who can stop God Killing, Xie Yu and Ye Qingcheng?
"Unfortunately, I'm going to disappoint you again. Today, not only you are going to die, but all of you are going to die." Xiao Fan said nothing in the heavenly voice, his face even more proud.
"In addition to you, does the Celestial Race have the Supreme Ancestor?" Xiao Fan took a deep breath, his face darkened.
"Don't worry, you will soon receive the news of your death." Tianyin didn't answer directly, Lianbu moved lightly and walked towards Xiao Fan.
Seeing her posture, she vowed not to stop if she didn't kill Xiao Fan today. "If that's the case, then kill you first." Xiao Fan's eyes were cold, his blood swelled, and he instantly became the body of Shura.