Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“Boom!”

With one punch, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, the void collapsed, and all the sword curtains in the sky were annihilated.

Bai Ye opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, with a look of horror on his face. Before he could react, he felt the two extreme powers of kingship and domineering filling every corner of the world, heading towards him. Squeeze like crazy.

“Open it for me!”

Bai Ye shouted violently, and a rusty broken sword flashed between his eyebrows, slashing out a sword that reached the sky, overwhelming the power of the rules of the holy way, like a saint resurrected, and slashed forward.

“boom!”

Deafening roars resounded throughout the world, and the entire sky was cut in half by the brilliant sword light. The two extreme powers of kingship and domineering condensed by the king’s hegemony suddenly dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

The dormant energy in the rusty broken sword was exhausted, and it disappeared uncontrollably into Bai Ye’s eyebrows.

Bai Ye spat out a large mouthful of blood with a roar. His face was as white as paper, and his breath was scattered and uncertain. He looked at Ye Hao with horror in his eyes and shouted in a low voice: “Let’s go!”

Hong Ling’s face changed drastically. He held Bai Ye’s shoulder with his left hand and gently spread his right hand. A crystal clear blood-colored feather appeared in the palm of his hand. It quickly burned as soon as Fang appeared.

As the bloody feather burned, the surrounding time and space rippled like water waves. The figures of Hong Ling and Bai Ye quickly became illusory, and seemed to disappear in this space and time at any time.

“Where to go? Town!”

Ye Hao shouted loudly, and a golden figure appeared behind him, wearing a high crown and an imperial robe. He gently raised his golden arm and slapped a palm in the direction of Bai Ye and Hong Ling’s escape.

“brush!”

A golden handprint came out of the hand. Each palmprint contained the principles of heaven and earth, and seemed to be connected to the eternal hells, exuding an irresistible power of heaven.

“Rumble…”

A roar like the earth was shattering sounded, and the illusory time and space collapsed into nothingness. The figures of Bai Ye and Hong Ling reappeared in the world, as small as ants under the golden palm prints.

Hong Ling’s pupils suddenly shrank, and a white jade divine bell rushed out from the center of his eyebrows. It was strong in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the size of a mountain. The prototypes of the rules of the Holy Path stretched across the sky like real dragons, shrouding himself and Bai Ye.

This is a quasi-sacred weapon!

“clang……”

The earth-shattering clang resounded throughout the sky, and the energy of the prototypes of the Holy Path rules was quickly exhausted. The brilliance of the entire white jade divine bell dimmed, and with a wail, it disappeared into Hong Ling’s eyebrows again.

“Hong Ling, let me stop him. Let’s go! Sword Rain Storm!”

Bai Ye shouted, stretched out his hand to push Hong Ling back, his energy quickly burned, and his whole body instantly turned into tens of thousands of extremely small sword lights, which converged into a torrent of sword lights, covering Ye Hao.

“white night!”

Hong Ling let out a low cry and retreated violently, leaving behind a series of charming figures in the void. In the blink of an eye, they retreated thousands of miles away and fled towards the distance without looking back.

The phantom of the Heavenly Emperor behind Ye Hao gently raised his palm, smoothing out the torrent of sword light in an understatement, and held it in the distance in the direction of Hong Ling’s escape.

Hong Ling in the distance suddenly felt that the space and time around her were squeezing towards her crazily. Before she could react, she could no longer withstand the squeezing of the entire space and time, and her whole body exploded into pieces. The sky was filled with blood rain.

Jun Wuming’s eyes were full of shock. Bai Ye and Hong Ling were not ordinary god kings, but the Immortal Feather Guards of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty. They had many trump cards, and they were both existences that could retrograde the war god kings, but they were killed by Ye Hao so easily. Well, Ye Hao’s true strength is simply unbelievable!

Jun Wuming couldn’t help but wonder, was Ye Hao really just a god?

“Swipe, swipe, swipe…”

At the place where Bai Ye and Hong Ling fell, thousands of divine radiances appeared out of thin air, sinking into Ye Hao’s body like thousands of streams returning to the sea.

Ye Hao clearly felt that the power of destiny in him had strengthened a little, and even the God-killing Spear dormant in his body had become much more solid.

“Buzz!”

At a certain moment, a vague buzzing sound came from Ye Hao’s body, and the aura of his whole body suddenly surged. Every pore in his body burst into bright golden light, and his billowing breath rushed straight into the sky.

This momentum quickly subsided. Ye Hao regained his composure and put away all the treasures left by Bai Ye and Hong Ling.

Ye Hao had already cultivated to the peak of the realm of gods. With the blessing of these fragments of the avenue, he could easily break through to the realm of the god king.

Jun Wuming took a deep breath, cupped his fists and saluted, “Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ye, for helping me!”

“You are so polite, fellow Daoist Jun! The Yuhuaxian Dynasty has gone too far. Now that we have encountered it, I will not stand idly by! No one will bother us to reminisce about the past.

I have a jar of Huoyun Baihua Brewing brewed by Master Jiujian here. It’s a great pleasure to meet friends with wine. You, fellow Taoist, can try it! “Ye Hao laughed loudly, and two jars of fine wine appeared out of thin air in his palms. He raised his hand and threw one jar to Jun Wuming.

Jun Wuming took the wine jar, raised his head and took a sip, feeling the mellow aroma of the wine flow into his stomach, and praised in his mouth: “Good wine! This wine not only has the taste of Qingxin Spring, but also the blazing fire marrow liquid, and The aftertaste of the essence of flowers, and most importantly, the refreshing feeling of the spring of life, it is a rare and good wine! After drinking this wine, I feel that the bottleneck of the God King realm has been loosened a little!”

“Fellow Daoist Jun is indeed well-informed!”

Ye Hao raised his thumb towards Jun Wuming, opened the wine jar and took a swig, and said with emotion: “After so many years, I can still meet my old friends at the battlefield of Tianjiao. It is really a great pleasure in life!”

Jun Wuming lamented: “In those days, a large number of geniuses were buried in the Secret Realm of the Heavenly Monument. If I were not strong enough, I might also be buried in the Secret Realm of the Heavenly Monument! In the past few years since the beginning of the Golden Age, many old friends have died. There are fewer and fewer friends! In this Tianjiao battlefield, many ancient forces that have been dormant for eternity have descendants born, and their heritage is far beyond the descendants of many holy places. I don’t know how many old friends will hate this…”

Ye Hao and Jun Wuming chatted for a long time, talking about their respective experiences after being apart, talking about the current situation of their old friends, lamenting how time flies, and being enchanted by the splendor of the golden age.

Ye Hao learned about many ancient forces in the Three Thousand Worlds from Jun Wuming. When he heard the names of the eternal geniuses one after another, he felt that the fighting spirit deep in his heart was boiling. He wished he could let go with the geniuses now. A big battle.

I don’t know how long it took, Ye Hao poured the last sip of wine from the wine jar into his mouth, threw the wine jar back and smashed it, and laughed loudly: “Being born in this world, you can see the splendor of all the geniuses, so why not even die?” ?”

“That’s right! If you are born in this golden world, you should live a wonderful life! Today I have a gathering with fellow Taoist Ye. I am very relieved and say goodbye! If we can meet again in the future, I invite you to try it. Try the drunken battlefield that my Jun family has treasured for three thousand years, Lord Don’t laugh!” Jun Wuming drank all the wine in the wine jar, threw the jar away, hugged his fists towards Ye Hao, and left.

He knew that although there was only a small realm difference between him and Ye Hao, the gap in strength was like a huge chasm, and he did not want to become Ye Hao’s burden.

Ye Hao wants to fight all the heroes in the world, but he also has his own way to go. If they meet occasionally, they will eventually be separated.