The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 35: Fighting
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Yan Chuan and Wu Tian, two ferocious auras collided with each other.
"Boom!"
Behind Wu Tian, suddenly dark clouds were covered, and the entire sky became gloomy. From the dark clouds, one could vaguely see heaven and earth, and there were more than 2,000 heavenly paths.
This is the way of heaven in the whole world, but it's a pity that these ways of heaven are too bleak. It's just about influencing, not controlling.
Only three hundred of them are extremely clear, and there are gusts of wind around the three hundred heavenly paths, motivating all the power of heaven and earth.
The sage can be moved, the power of heaven and earth!
The power of horror radiated, and a large number of void cracks appeared in the void behind Wu Tiansheng, and the cracks flickered, like countless giant snakes dancing wildly.
This is the realm of saints.
Yan Chuan was also waiting, his pupils turned red, blood was flying, and the ground below was even more vast and vast. Yanchuan's blood sea field.
"Boom!"
The sage domain and the blood sea domain collided, and Yan Chuan's blood sea was generally suppressed.
But Yan Chuan's aura has not diminished. In Wu Tian's eyes, Yan Chuan's aura is becoming more fierce.
"Yan Chuan? Did I underestimate you, the blood and sea magical powers? Ancestor Xian's triple heavens can actually exert the power of the Ancestor Xian's seventh heavens, which is a blood sea magical power. Unfortunately, you are too arrogant and destroy me. Field? You here, no one wants to leave!" Saint Wu Tian said in a cold voice.
Yan Chuan smiled grimly and said: "Unfortunately, I don't have the conditions to build a heaven. Otherwise, it would be a good choice to slaughter you to build a heaven!"
"Hmph!" The saint snorted angrily.
"Seriously injured, right? You can still play half of your strength now?" Yan Chuan grinned.
Exploring his hands, a huge coffin appeared in Yan Chuan's palm, and the bronze coffin was buried in the sky. Yan Chuan's eyes were hideous and he was not timid.
Just when the two are about to fight.
In the east, a huge breath suddenly rushed forward.
The vast aura washed away, and Yan Chuan and Wu Tian suddenly rushed into shape.
"Boom!"
In the distance, it seems like a fire hits, the overwhelming fire, instantly occupying the void of one party.
The sea of fire, the sea of blood, and the realm of the saints, each occupying one side and competing against each other.
In the sea of flames, there are a total of eleven figures.
The first one, dressed in a red robe, with a fierce face, with a golden crown on top of his head, and a huge aura that exudes. The ten people behind him are extraordinary, each exuding aura. , They all seem to have an ancestral spirit.
As soon as the eleven arrived, they glared at Yan Chuan together.
"No, is it Emperor Feng?" Mo Yuxi's expression changed.
The saint looks away.
"Emperor Feng? Are you here too?" Saint Wu Tian said solemnly.
Emperor Feng looked at Yan Chuan, looked around, frowned deeply and said: "I'm here for my son, Wu Tian, you can't even protect my son?"
The second prince of the Feng family?
Thinking of the second prince of the Feng clan, the saint became angry from his heart. It is because of him that he has been careless again and again, and he is now embarrassed.
The Saint Society didn't answer, but Emperor Feng glanced around.
"Your teaching field was actually destroyed?" Fengdi narrowed his eyes.
While speaking, Emperor Feng suddenly looked behind Yan Chuan. Yan Chuan's army?
"Yan Chuan?" Fengdi's eyes were cold.
"Your son was killed by Yan Chuan in front of you!" Wu Tian said solemnly.
"Sure enough, it's you again!" Emperor Feng said with cold eyes.
The two sons died at the hands of Yan Chuan, how could Emperor Feng hate him.
"Emperor Feng? It seems that I looked up at you, Ancestor Eighth Heaven?" Yan Chuan sneered.
Emperor Feng's eyes were cold.
Wu Tian was suddenly surprised.
"You are actually not nervous at all, you are the ancestor of the third heaven, want to fight with me?" Wu Tian said with a trace of astonishment.
"Come on, unrelated people, wait, get away!" Yan Chuan waved his hand.
Bai Qi and the others were anxious for a while, but still answered: "Yes!"
Fengdi's face is gloomy. Looking at Bai Qi and the others, and Mo Yuxi, from the crowd, Emperor Feng felt the aura of an ancestor.
The meaning of Yan Chuan is self-evident. The subordinates that he followed have stepped aside. Yan Chuan will fight against himself and the saint with one enemy and two?
There was a flash of astonishment in the eyes of Emperor Feng, but he did not refuse. The news of the battle in the Shard Yang Palace space in the past, Emperor Feng already knew that if it were not for the intervention of the Saint Ximen at that time, Yan Chuan would be able to kill five ancestors alone. .
Yan Chuan's strength naturally does not dare to be underestimated.
However, Yan Chuan is looking for death too much!
"You look at Mo Yuxi and them!" Fengdi said solemnly.
"Yes!" said ten Fengdi subordinates.
"Boom!"
Behind Emperor Feng, in the world of the sea of fire, suddenly hundreds of heavenly paths soared up into the sky. The hundreds of heavenly paths slowly revolved around a heavenly path in the center, with a fiery red heavenly path in the center. However, this heavenly path is different, but it seems that there are faintly A phoenix is flying in it.
"No wonder, it turns out that you have realized the avenue of self, but your avenue is only a rudiment!" Yan Chuan said coldly.
"Do you know Dadao?" Fengdi said coldly.
"When I realize the avenue, I can no longer rely on the world, because I am a avenue of my own, and I am a world. Although my cultivation is not as good as a saint, it has the potential to be comparable to a saint, no wonder!" Yan Chuan said coldly.
"Hmph, you must die, not live!" The saint ranted angrily.
Under the anger, the saint took the lead, probing his palm, forming a huge white palm print.
The palm print is so large that it covers the sky and the earth. After the palm print, it even connects all the heavens, calling towards Yan Chuan as if carrying Tianwei.
As the palm print passed, the void collapsed for a while, and the terrifying power made the Mo Yuxi look horrified in the distance, for fear that Yan Chuan might be unpredictable.
At this moment, Yan Chuan showed a hideous look, and with a wave of the buried copper coffin in his hand, he was about to beat him away.
"Meow!"
Yan Chuan's shoulders, Meow suddenly yelled.
Meow Meow's whole body hair suddenly exploded, her eyes showed an angry look, and she screamed at the huge palm print.
With a cat cry, in front of Meow, hundreds of heavenly paths were suddenly erected, and the heavenly paths slammed into the huge sage's palm print.
"Boom!"
There was a huge tremor in the void.
The palm prints shattered, and the heavens shattered and opened.
A palm of the saint was actually blocked?
"Meow?" Mo Yuxi exclaimed in the distance.
How horrible is the palm of the saint, Mo Yuxi has just realized that it is a force to suppress the soul, and he was actually pushed back by Meow?
The harmless meows of humans and animals are so scary?
Yan Chuan looked at his shoulder and was also a little surprised.
Emperor Feng and Wu Tian stared at Yan Chuan, meowing on their shoulders together. Just now, I was thinking, Yan Chuan was too arrogant, and he brought his pets in the battle? But, now, both of them have their mouths open. This, is this unrealistic?
"Meow, Yan Chuan, have you seen me showing off? I will help you suppress this saint!" Meow suddenly excited.
"Uh, don't need...!" Yan Chuan was slightly startled.
But, Miao Miao has jumped out before finishing talking.
"Shoo!" Meow suddenly disappeared and instantly appeared behind the saint.
"Space magic? Move?" Saint Wu Tian's expression changed.
"Meow!"
Behind Miao Miao, she suddenly skyrocketed to 499 heavenly paths.
In an instant, Miao Miao's momentum exploded, and Miao Miao's momentum was so great that it instantly equalized the saint's appearance.
"It's impossible, there are only four saints in heaven and earth, why do you have holy breath in your body?" The saint suddenly refused to believe.
Explore your hand, hit Meow Meow with a palm.
Miao Miao's figure flickered, disappeared again, and appeared to the south of the saint.
"Boom!" The saint's palm suddenly hit a blank.
"Humph!" The saint snorted coldly.
With a wave of the probe's hand, the Quartet Void was distorted again. For a time, the Void in the Saint Realm continued to deform, and the force of horrible squeezing moved towards Meow. More than two thousand heavenly paths are mobilized by the saints to release endless power to target the internal meows.
"Meow!" "Meow!" "Meow!"………………
After a series of meows, my body shape keeps changing, leaving behind the afterimages of meows in the square space. Gradually, it seems that there are hundreds of meows surrounding the saint.
"Do you want to mobilize the power of heaven? Meow, I will too!" Meow shouted suddenly.
"Boom!"
In addition to the more than 2,000 heavenly realms, more than 2,000 identical heavenly realms suddenly appeared again, but this is the great power of heaven and earth inspired by Meow.
In addition, there are only three hundred saints in the complete mastery of heaven, but Miao Miao has four hundred and ninety-nine.
"Meow!"
"Boom!"
The terrifying power of the heaven and earth is suppressed by the saint.
"Impossible, why are you also a saint? How come there is a fifth saint?" Saint Wu Tian roared.
In the distance, Yan Chuan looked at the battlefield between the saint and Meow.
"Meow Meow? After all, there is too little combat experience. It is hard to help Wu Tian. Fortunately, Wu Tian was injured by Wu Di, only half of his strength. Meow Meow may not be able to hurt Wu Tian, but it is not too dangerous. !" Yan Chuan said with a trace of weirdness.
In turn, Yan Chuan looked at Fengdi.
"Emperor Feng? Let me see, how is your avenue?"
Yan Chuan sneered, and the bronze coffin in his hand was magnified ten thousand times. Under the control of Yan Chuan, from below, to suppress Emperor Feng's world of fire.
The Emperor Feng's eyes became cold, and between his hands, a fiery red chain rushed towards the burial copper coffin.
"Boom!"
The chain and the coffin hit hard, and at the collision, a huge hole was blown up in the void.
Yan Chuan didn't retreat but moved forward, his figure rushed toward the distant Emperor Feng, and in his palms, countless stars surrounded him.
The universe in the palm!
"Hell!" Emperor Feng burst into a shout, and there were millions of fiery red chains flying around, scouring towards Yan Chuan.
"Boom!"
Yan Chuan and Fengdi fought to rise——
Wutian Territory, a land of mountains and forests near the sea.
The Gongyangxian took nearly a hundred strong men from the Gongyang family, and stood on a mountain, with a man in white standing in front of him. It is the saint, Simon!
"Sage Ximen, please this time, Yan Chuan has a big fate, so I have to make a move. This person may be killed by my Ram’s family. Where there is him, my Ram’s family can only retreat. This time , Excuse me, the Patriarch has already agreed, as long as Yan Chuan dies, the Patriarch will answer your request!" Gong Yangxian solemnly said.
Sage Simon turned his head and looked at the Wutian Territory in the distance.
In the distance, the sky is dim and the ground is dim. Although I can't see the inside, I probably know that there has been a big battle.
"As long as Yan Chuan is dead?" The sage Ximen said solemnly.
"Yes!" A gloomy cold flashed in Immortal Ram's eyes.
"Okay! You are waiting!" Saint Simon nodded.
Speaking, the sage of Simon stepped forward and shot towards Wu Tian's territory, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Sage Simon left, and the children of the Ram family hesitated secretly.