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

“Yan Changkong, today is the day you die, no one can save you!”

The cold and chilling sound echoed endlessly between the heaven and the earth. The energy of the heaven and the earth within the scope of the six-pointed star rioted, squeezing and shrinking like a tide towards Yan Changkong, making waves of sounds like mountains roaring and tsunami.

In the blink of an eye, the six-pointed star was compressed to a hundred miles around Yan Changkong, and it was still compressing.

Yan Changkong re-created the Endless Night, and the dark and rich viscosity was not melting. It resisted the rioting energy of the world around him and made bursts of thunder-like roars.

With the help of the endless night, Yan Changkong sensed that there were six completely different powers dormant in the hexagram. With the help of the hexagram array, each force could exert several times its power.

“Those who hide their heads and show their tails, get out!”

Yan Changkong shouted coldly, and gently opened his palm, and a golden pearl flew out of his palm, like a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, exuding vast divine power.

“Buzz!”

Accompanied by a vague buzzing sound, the pearl emits hundreds of millions of tiny rays of light that are visible to the naked eye, penetrating the endless night and the rioting energy of heaven and earth within the six-pointed star, reflecting every breath in a thousand-mile radius. Inside the Pearl.

Yan Changkong could clearly see that on the six corners of the six-pointed star stood six young prodigies with different auras. Their cultivation had reached the realm of god kings. He even recognized a few of them.

It has been more than a year since the Tianjiao Battlefield opened. As long as the gods who have not died in the Tianjiao Battlefield have their own opportunities, it is still very easy to break through from the realm of gods to the realm of god kings.

“Huh? The Heaven-Observing Eyes! Looking at such power, it is at least made from the eyes of a Cyclops in the realm of gods. It is a pretty good treasure!”

A tall, blond boy among the six-pointed stars spoke, his voice as sonorous as the sound of a sword, and his eyes as sharp as knives stared closely at the bright pearl above Yan Changkong’s head.

“Sir Tianpeng, Peng Wanli! You used to think that I was not qualified to be your opponent, but now you join forces with others to deal with me?”

Yan Changkong revealed the identity of the blond boy, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Holy Son Tianpeng put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and said with an arrogant expression: “Even now, I still think you are not qualified to be my opponent! It’s just that the Qingxu Peak Master of your Zixiao Holy Land is too mysterious. Maybe I left some treasure for you to protect yourself, so to be on the safe side, it’s better to join forces to kill you!”

“There’s no need to talk nonsense with him, just join forces and kill him!”

A woman in a purple dress spoke from the six-pointed star, her voice was ethereal and dreamy.

This woman has long flowing hair, a flowing purple skirt, and a hazy glow surrounding her body. She looks like a fairy who is about to transform into an immortal at any time, but her clear eyes are filled with cold evil aura.

This woman was making secrets with her bare hands, and the divine power in her body was surging. The six-pointed star flashing with mysterious runes was compressed faster, and the whole world was suppressed with bursts of roaring sounds.

Yan Changkong withdrew his sky-gazing eyes, and an ancient bell with misty purple air flew out from the center of his eyebrows. It turned into a size of about ten feet in the wind, vibrated gently, and emitted a clear and melodious ringing sound. Purple bells were formed by the power of Shinto rules. Zhongbo swept across the wilderness.

“Boom!”

The bell wave collided with the turbulent energy of heaven and earth in the six-pointed star, and they clashed with each other endlessly, making deafening roars and tearing open large black cracks in the void.

“Great Zhou Saint, Zhou Xueqing! If I remember correctly, are you a little widow now? Your fiancé was killed by Junior Sister Han Yuyao, and you don’t dare to seek revenge from her. This is transferring your hatred to me. ?”

Yan Changkong sneered, with a look of arrogance in his eyes that looked down on the world, without the slightest hint of being trapped in a tight siege.

“You Zixiao Holy Land have acted so arrogantly that you have become the enemy of the whole world! Yan Changkong, you are the Holy Son of Zixiao Holy Land. You should repay the blood debt owed by anyone in Zixiao Holy Land! As for Han Yuyao, hum , someone will deal with her!” The Great Zhou Saint’s voice was as cold as ice.

Yan Changkong laughed heartily and said: “I, Yan Changkong, will bear all the consequences caused by Zixiao Holy Land! When you were outside, none of you dared to do anything, but here you have no scruples. Who gave you the courage?”

“It’s not because you are too stubborn! You have never left Zixiao Holy Land for so many years. How could there be a chance to kill you in the outside world?”

In the six-pointed star, a young man in rich clothes spoke bitterly, his voice was bone-chilling, as if it could freeze his soul to pieces.

This young man’s face is like a crown jade, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his eyes are like paint. There is a flash of thunder between the opening and closing of the eyes. Nine vivid dragons are embroidered on the bright yellow robe, and a gold and silver coiled dragon belt is wrapped around his waist. Exuding a nobility unique to those in power.

After the six of them sealed off this world,

This person was the first to speak.

His aura is also the one with the highest cultivation level among the six. He has reached the peak of the God King and is not far from the realm of the God King.

Several other people also showed indignant expressions. They all looked at Yan Changkong with unkind expressions and frantically activated the six-pointed star formation under their feet to compress the world.

However, the divine power of the ancient bell above Yan Changkong’s head was too great, so they could only press the six-pointed star formation to a hundred feet area near Yan Changkong, and temporarily reached a stalemate with the billowing bell wave.

Yan Changkong had a look of astonishment on his face and thought to himself, as expected, I can’t go down the mountain at will. These guys are squatting on me, and maybe there are some old guys staring at me. If I want to live longer, I must be more stable.

“What kind of bastard are you?”

Yan Changkong looked directly at the young man in brocade clothes, his tone still unruly.

“The Taoist son of the Longshan Emperor, Longshan Qi!” The young man in brocade reported his origin.

Daozi, the previous generation of the Longshan Emperor, once formed the Nantian Taoist Alliance with dozens of saints and saints, and fought a life-and-death battle with the Qingxu Peak lineage. They were all killed. Even after provoking the gods and saints, they were still beaten to death by the master of Qingxu Peak. Longshan The Imperial Dynasty and the Qingxu Peak lineage can be said to have a blood feud.

“After today, the Longshan Emperor will change its ways again!”

Yan Changkong shook his head regretfully, and then asked: “Since you want to kill me, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to go directly to Zixiao Saint to declare a battle, and have a life-or-death showdown without anyone interfering?”

Holy Son Tianpeng snorted coldly and said with sonorous words: “I originally wanted to challenge you and fight to the death with you, but in the outside world, there will always be various factors that will affect the battle situation! The Qingxu Peak Master acts unscrupulously, he Although I have said that I will not interfere in the duel between the younger generation, but if I take action secretly, who will know? After thinking about it, it is more appropriate to kill you on this genius battlefield!”

“Where did the other three people come from?” Yan Changkong looked at the other three people.

“Heirs of the ancient war clan, fight against Yunxiao!”

“The devil from the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, Yan Junlin!”

“The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, Ye Xuan!”

Responses from the three people came from a distance, each reporting their origins and all having a deep grudge against the Zixiao Holy Land.

Longshan Qi raised his head slightly, with a confident expression on his face, and said coldly: “Yan Changkong, this divine clock of yours can’t last long! When you go to the underworld to report, don’t forget our names! Six The great gods and kings have joined forces to send you on your way, so it’s not an insult to you, don’t blame us for having more people and bullying less people!”

“The majority bullies the minority? Why do you have this illusion?” Yan Changkong responded with a strange expression.