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

“This guy is weird! Let’s retreat first. Once we find out the details of this guy, it won’t be too late to deal with him!”

Yan Junlin, the demon son of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, had the intention to retreat. A piece of blood-colored jade talisman flew out of the Tianling Cap and turned into a bloody door three feet away in front of him. Inside the door, the howling sounds of demons could be heard one after another. Outside, there are still hideous and terrifying demonic shadows flickering, which seem to be connected to an ancient hell.

After Yan Junlin finished speaking, his whole body turned into a dark magic light and disappeared into the bloody portal.

Suddenly, the bloody portal’s light shone brightly, causing an obscure and vast space fluctuation, and the bloody portal quickly became illusory.

Yan Junlin wants to escape!

This thought came to Longshan Qi and others’ minds, and at this time, they all had the intention of retreating.

Hundreds of ‘Yan Changkong’ appeared at the same time. They originally thought it was an illusion, but when the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword burst out with the peak of God King’s combat power, they were instantly killed with one blow, causing them to wake up instantly.

Although they have not yet seen what kind of methods Yan Changkong used, they all felt a sense of danger on the verge of death.

“boom!”

Just when the bloody portal was about to disappear, it seemed to have encountered some kind of unbearable squeeze, and it suddenly exploded, and streams of destructive air surged out.

Yan Junlin’s figure fell out of the bloody portal. His face was pale, his breath was scattered, and he said in confusion: “The void seal here is too strong, and it is impossible to cross the void!”

Long Shanqi and others were a little disappointed. Since Yan Junlin couldn’t escape, their hope of escaping was also very slim.

“Since you can’t retreat, let’s fight with your last resort! If you have any secret methods, don’t hide them anymore, and take action together!”

Longshan Qishen shouted, and the ancient tripod hanging high above his head made buzzing sounds. Layers of color peeled off, but the divine power revealed became heavier and heavier.

In the blink of an eye, the ancient tripod in all directions took on a new look. The patterns of dragons, phoenixes, and spirits all came to life in an instant, circling and flying around the ancient tripod. The power of the rippling rules of the divine way had transformed into the prototype of the rules of the holy way.

After being unsealed, the ancient tripod is a quasi-sacred weapon!

“Nine tripods determine mountains and rivers!”

Long Shanqi shouted loudly, and the simple and natural four-sided ancient tripod was divided into nine, showing nine extremely pure colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white and black. It was divided into nine palaces to control the nine directions, rippling out a thick and heavy condensation. The Qi movement fluctuated, and nine golden dragons of luck were faintly circling and flying around the nine ancient tripods, exuding a terrifying quasi-sage pressure.

Jiuding Dingshanhe was originally the supporting magical power of this mountain and river tripod. It was one of the inherited magical powers of the Longshan Emperor Dynasty. At this time, it was released with the help of this mountain and river tripod, and its power was even greater.

“boom!”

The nine tripods fell from the sky, and vast scenes appeared below. Green vegetation grew in the desolate mountains, birds and beasts were born, clear springs emerged from the dry river beds, and life such as fish, turtles, shrimps, and crabs emerged from the dead lakes. Everything was full of life. Full of vitality.

The immeasurable vitality turned into ripples, causing the Tiangang Earth Evil formation to become unstable and temporarily stagnant.

“Do it! Tianpeng burns blood! One hundred and eight thousand swords!”

The Holy Son of Tianpeng shouted loudly, and the demon blood in his body burned fiercely. Two sharp golden lights bloomed in his eyes, and the demonic aura rushed straight into the sky. He raised his hand and waved, and a hundred and eight thousand feather-shaped golden swords appeared out of thin air. Manifested, forming a vast sword formation, blooming with the sky-reaching sword light, attacking all parts of the Tiangang Disha formation indiscriminately.

“Fighting souls merge!”

Zhan Yunxiao roared, and a vast ancient battlefield emerged behind him. There were faint earth-shattering shouts of killing coming from the air. The infinite fighting spirit gathered into a dark fighting spirit, which instantly entered Zhan Yunxiao’s body, making his breath Instantly climbed to the peak of the God King.

Zhan Yunxiao waved the golden war spear in his hand, slashing vertically and horizontally, the light of the spear split the sky, and directly attacked the ‘Yan Changkong’ closest to him.

“All flows return to the sea!”

The Holy Maiden of the Great Zhou Dynasty drank, made a secret with her hands, and thousands of rivers flew out of her hands. Each river was filled with the power of the vast divine rules, and was filled with infinite power, just like thousands of gods taking action together to shake the evil spirits of heaven and earth. Big array.

Yan Junlin gritted his teeth when he saw everyone taking action together. An ancient corpse covered with ancient yellow talismans flew out from the center of his eyebrows. It exuded overwhelming corpse aura, and the aura it exuded suddenly reached the realm of the God Emperor!

Yan Junlin raised his hand and threw the ancient corpse towards the many ‘Yan Changkong’, and all the yellow talismans on the ancient corpse burned.

The ancient corpse suddenly opened its eyes, filled with bloodthirsty madness. An extremely evil aura stirred up the sky. It let out a hoarse and unpleasant roar and pounced towards the nearest ‘Yan Changkong’.

After the five geniuses knew that they could not escape, they all resorted to the means of pressing the bottom of the box and prepared to forcibly set aside a path.

A way out.

“Is this your trump card? Ha, how shabby!”

More than a hundred ‘Yan Changkong’ spoke at the same time, and a dark ancient bell appeared above the Tiangang Earth Evil Formation, with gods, demons and spirits printed on it, exuding vast holy power, like a saint overlooking all the ways in the sky.

“Holy Soldier?!”

Longshan Qi and others all exclaimed.

They didn’t expect that ‘Yan Changkong’ actually carried a holy weapon with him!

“clang!”

The dark ancient bell emitted a deafening chime, and black bell waves swept across the wilderness. There were faint images of gods and demons bleeding in the bell waves, filled with the pressure of death.

The nine ancient cauldrons were the first to bear the brunt. The nine golden dragons of luck circling around the ancient cauldron collapsed on the spot between heaven and earth. The nine ancient cauldrons merged into one again, emitting a low whine and disappearing again in the center of Longshan Qi’s eyebrows.

Long Shanqi’s eyes showed a look of horror, and a bright golden talisman flew out from the center of his eyebrows, burning out of thin air and turning into a magnificent golden shield that enveloped his body.

However, this golden shield only lasted for a moment before it collapsed. Longshan Qi’s body flew back, his whole body covered in blood, and he didn’t know whether he was alive or dead.

Immediately afterwards, all the hundred and eight thousand swords of the Holy Son Tianpeng were crushed to pieces.

The face of the Holy Son Tianpeng changed drastically, and he transformed into the true form of Tianpeng. He spread his wings and wanted to use Tianpeng to retreat as fast as possible.

However, under the suppression of the billowing holy power, his figure seemed to be fixed in the sky, unable to escape at all.

When Zhong Bo approached, Holy Son Tianpeng instantly exploded into a blood mist that filled the sky. As the billowing waves rolled away, he died and disappeared.

Tianpeng Holy Son never regarded Yan Changkong as his opponent, but he eventually died in Yan Changkong’s hands.

As soon as Zhan Yunxiao rushed out from the siege of many ‘Yan Changkong’, he saw Zhong Bo, filled with overwhelming holy power, approaching in front of him. Zhan Yunxiao was so frightened that his soul came out, and he rushed into the many ‘Yan Changkong’ without retreating. In the encirclement, he wanted to use the bodies of many ‘Yan Changkong’ to avoid Zhong Bo.

However, Yan Changkong’s aura has long been integrated with this holy bell. When this bell wave swept over many ‘Yan Changkong’, it was like a light breeze blowing, without any impact on Yan Changkong.

Zhan Yunxiao’s pupils suddenly shrank, and his body was instantly covered with a pair of bronze battle armor exuding overwhelming divine power. The divine power in his body burned crazily. He raised his hand and threw out the golden battle gun in his hand, shouting: “Explode!”