Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 2002: Infinite Darkness VS Infinite Light!
Although Zhantianyin is the ultimate imperial soldier of the Temple of War, it is easily incapable of being used. At this moment, the white-robed God of War has evolved the Zhantianyin with supreme supernatural powers, turning it into a peerless strike, with boundless power and terrifying power.
The collision of boundless darkness and boundless light, the confrontation between Heaven and Earth Great Compassion Fist and Zhantian Seal, the confrontation between demons and gods, the sublimation of two extreme powers!
Boom!
Everyone saw that above the sky, endless darkness and boundless light collided, and then an extremely terrifying torrent broke out, piercing the sky, and the turbulent flow of the void raged, as if I want to devour the sun above the nine heavens.
Everyone felt that their ears lost their voices, and there was a vast expanse of white in front of them, as if they couldn't hear anything, and couldn't see anything clearly!
"Who the **** won?"
Everyone's eyes widened, waiting extremely nervously for the outcome of this battle.
Click!
In the void, two figures suddenly flew out, Lei Xuanzheng and the white-robed God of War flew back at the same time.
It's just that the white-robed God of War looks like his clothes are fluttering and spotless, and his expression hasn't changed in the slightest, but his eyes have become more and more fierce.
And Lei Xuanxuan looked extremely miserable. Large pieces of the demon scales on his body were broken, blood was filled with blood, and even the single horn on his head was broken in half.
"Liu Baiyi, are you sure you want to die with me forever?"
Lei Xuanzhen roared, his eyes full of monstrous killing intent.
"Together? Unfortunately, you don't have a chance!"
The white-robed God of War said lightly, and the voice fell into Lei Xuanzheng's ears.
Click!
At this moment, the ancient Illusory Demon tree rooted on the Thunder Mountain suddenly heard an incomparably clear voice, and the trunk of the ancient Illusory Demon tree, which was as tall as the sky, broke off from the middle.
Endless magic light gushed out, huge tentacles shattered into pieces, and the ancient magic tree collapsed, as if an ancient sacred mountain had collapsed directly.
In the most central position, nine colors of divine light erupted, turning into an incomparably terrifying swallowing vortex, just like a sun bursting with boundless rays of light, consuming the last power of the ancient magic tree.
"What?!"
"What is that?"
"Who destroyed the ancient tree of magic?"
Everyone was stunned, even thinking stopped.
The scene in front of them was so dreamy that they couldn't believe that the original monstrous ancient tree was destroyed by someone like this?
The nine-colored divine light was so splendid that I could vaguely see a figure in it, but no one could recognize who it was.
Om!
At the moment when the ancient magic tree was destroyed, the void trembled slightly, and the nine-color divine light enveloped the figure and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.
Ling Xiao quietly put away the wordless celestial book, and then performed the secret technique of covering the sky and the secret technique of moving, and disappeared above Leishan, cutting off all the spiritual thoughts of exploring him.
"Ah...Long Aotian, you and I are at odds with each other, we will never die!"
Lei Xuanzheng let out an extremely tragic roar, and the magic light from his body was dissipating rapidly, his breath was also rapidly weakening, and he soon fell from his previous state of invincibility After coming down, he returned to the cultivation base of the peak of the saint realm.
"What? Could it be that the destruction of the ancient magic tree has something to do with Uncle Long?"
"Isn't it possible? Although Uncle Long's combat power is against the sky, he is only a semi-holy cultivation. How can he participate in such a world-shattering battle?"
"It's really unlikely! But what does Lei Xuanzheng mean?"
When everyone heard Lei Xuanzheng's roar, they all showed extremely surprised expressions.
However, when they looked in the direction of Ling Xiao, they found that Ling Xiao was standing in the center of Liu Wenzheng, Chong Xu and Chong and the three saints, and was tightly protected.
When he found that everyone was looking at him, Ling Xiao's face showed an innocent look, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, which made everyone even more confused.
"Little Junior Brother, you just took too much risk! Even if you are protected by the God of War, if someone discovers the wordless book in your body, I am afraid that the Temple of War will not be able to protect you!"
Liu Wenzheng said with some unhappy voice transmission.
Ling Xiao left quietly before, how could he not know? It's just that he did some tricks with Chong Xu, Chong He and the others to cover Ling Xiao, and everyone didn't notice when Ling Xiao left.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother, as the so-called wealth and wealth are at risk, how can my generation of cultivators care about this risk? Haven't you seen that my cultivation has broken through?"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, exuding a little breath.
"Seven-turn semi-holy? Good good... Hahaha, I didn't expect the talent of the younger brother to be so defiant, even if it goes on like this, it's not far from becoming a saint!"
Chongxu and Chonghe's eyes lit up involuntarily and said with great excitement.
Ling Xiao has indeed gained a lot this time. It is not the most important thing to improve his cultivation base by a small realm. Secret art out.
Furthermore, Ling Xiao's Fantian Seal, Heaven Swallowing Sword, and even the Thunder Spirit King and the Heavenly Maiden of the Ming Clan have all received great benefits. They all seem to be overwhelmed. It is conceivable to wait for them to refine them. After all that energy, Ling Xiao will definitely be given a big surprise.
Boom!
Above the void, an overwhelming palm print came from the sky, wanting to completely suppress Lei Xuanzheng, which contained a power fluctuation that destroyed all vitality.
The white-robed God of War looked indifferent, and his shot was extremely sharp.
"Ancestor, save me!!!"
Lei Xuanzheng's eyes were full of incomparable horror, and he suddenly shouted up to the sky ~IndoMTL.com~ spit out extremely obscure syllables, which turned out to be the oldest language of the demon race.
After Ling Xiao devoured the ancient magic tree completely, Lei Xuanzhen lost all his support, and his cultivation completely fell to the realm of a saint, and he was no match for the white-robed God of War at all.
At this moment, he completely felt the threat of death and couldn't help shouting loudly.
But what makes Lei Xuanzheng unbelievable is that after he asked for help, there was no movement at all, the figure he imagined did not arrive as promised, and a bad feeling emerged in Lei Xuanzheng's heart. hunch.
Boom!
The white-robed God of War slapped Lei Xuanzheng with his palm. Instead of killing him completely, he imprisoned his entire body and lifted him up.
"Are you talking about Lei Bo's ancestor? It's a pity, his good ancestor is not good enough, and he has to turn to the demons. He has already left before you, and I will send you to see him!"
The white-robed God of War said indifferently, but the voice entered Lei Xuanzheng's ears, but his face suddenly changed, and his whole body trembled violently.