Fantasy: Me! Start To Create a Secret Building! Chapter 39: : Yangqiu became a holy! The death of the ancestor of the demon!
Hou Shan Forbidden Land, there was dead silence, and even the wind stopped the hustle and bustle.
The scarlet eyes of the ancestor of the sky demon looked at Yang Qiu, who stood proudly, laughing up to the sky, and the harsh sound, like nails passing through the glass, was creepy.
"Good! Very good!"
The smile on the face of the ancestor of the sky demon disappeared instantly, and water dripped from his gloomy face.
He slowly stood up, walked off the black lotus platform, tremblingly moving his steps, and said as he walked:
"You are the first to resist this seat in so many years."
"Yang Qiu, don't forget, with everything you have now, this seat is bestowed on you."
"Who gave you the courage to make you talk to me like this?"
After 's words fell, the ancestor of the demon had already arrived in front of Yang Qiu.
The body that was about to decay only reached Yang Qiu's waist, as if the wind could fall down.
However, a terrifying aura erupted from the ancestor of the heavenly demon, making him look like an ancient **** and demon. Don’t look directly at him or profanity!
Yang Qiu remained unmoved, his face calmly, bowed his head and looked down at the ancestor of the demon, and spoke softly:
"Ancestor, have you really put me on the spot as your disciple?"
The ancestor of the sky demon looked straight into Yang Qiu's eyes, and said nothing.
"Before the creation of the gods, I always thought that I was your most proud disciple, and regarded you as a master and even a father!"
"Until the end, I realized that I am just your nourishment, the blood food you cultivated!"
"Really ridiculous!"
Yang Qiu showed a trace of sadness.
"Yeah, it's ridiculous!" The old man of the demon gave a sneer, without a trace of affection, and his extremely indifferent voice also sounded:
"Cultivation is the birth of the strong and the death of the weak!"
"Emotions? That's just self-comfort for the weak!"
"Do you comfort yourself?"
Yang Qiu raised his mouth slightly, sneered, and said indifferently:
"In that case, I will return everything that the ancestor gave you today!"
After that, the spiritual power in Yangqiu's body suddenly rioted, the pores all over his body seemed to be discouraged, and his body's breath plummeted.
God hidden realm!
Cross the tribulation realm!
Dharma Realm!
……
In the blink of an eye, Yang Qiu fell from a strong man in the Divine Hidden Realm to the Five World Realms.
"You are looking for death!"
Feeling the declining breath on Yang Qiu's body, the ancestor of the sky demon was taken aback, and then shouted in anger, his face twisted together, extremely hideous.
His decayed body can't last a few days, only if he swallows Yang Qiu, can he continue to linger and wait for the chance to become holy.
But now, Yang Qiu abolishes his cultivation, so all his efforts for nearly ten thousand years have been wasted!
This is his hope of sanctification!
is his hope of continuing to survive!
How can he not be angry?
"How dare you... How dare you!"
The ancestor of the heavenly devil was in anger, with white hair dancing in the wind, like a lion that lost his mind.
In front of him, when Yang Qiu's last breath dissipated, he had become like the ancestor of the demon.
No, even the state is worse than that of the ancestor of the heavenly devil. After ten thousand years of cultivation, once it is completely dispersed, only one breath is left.
However, Yang Qiu not only did not feel distressed at all, but instead laughed up to the sky, with unspeakable joy.
"Hahahahaha!"
Ten thousand years of stagnation, I vomit all at once!
Yang Qiu bent over with difficulty, leaned in front of the ancestor of the sky demon, looked at that hideous face at close range, and looked at the look of anger and depravity.
"The ancestor... have you ever experienced this feeling?"
"You are looking for death!"
"You are looking for death!"
The ancestor of the sky demon roared angrily, and the whole body exuded a terrifying aura, as if the whole person was erupting from a volcano.
The Forbidden Land in the back mountain seems to be unable to withstand this force, the distance trembles, the earth cracks, and the boulders roll.
Wannian plan, ruined in one go!
is gone! Nothing!
This is the first time anyone dared to resist his will in nearly ten thousand years.
Anger swallowed his reason, making him look like a demon, with blood red eyes, heavy breathing in his mouth, and saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth.
The next moment, the ancestor of the sky demon suddenly shot and slapped Yang Qiu with a palm.
The terrifying power directly lifted Yang Qiu into the air and crashed into the collapsed mountain range behind him.
And this doesn't seem to be enough to make the ancestors of the demons vent their anger.
He raised his hand, and the evil spirits gathered in the sky, and the dark thunder, like a waterfall, continued to fall.
For a while, the world was overshadowed by it, and the aura of destruction gradually permeated the Celestial Demon Gate.
This is the anger of the strongest man in the gods.
The strongest existence under the saint.
Don't talk about Yang Qiu who has lost his cultivation. Even at his peak, he couldn't resist a move.
It can be seen how angry the ancestors of the heavenly demons are, and can’t wait to thwart Yang Qiu!
Boom boom boom!
Houshan forbidden land, the evil spirit and thunder raged for half an hour before finally extinguishing.
The ancestor of the sky demon was panting heavily, his chest was still full of anger, and his scarlet eyes stared at the ruins in the distance, looking like a beast that devoured people.
"This seat will not let you die so easily, your soul, this seat will be thrown into the nether cold spring, and will endure the suffering of the cold spring forever!"
The ancestor of the sky demon roared angrily, reaching out to grab the ruins.
But, at this moment, the ancestor of the demon seemed to sense something, and he suddenly stopped in his hand and looked forward in disbelief.
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.
I saw Yang Qiu standing proudly above the ruins. Although he still looked like an old man, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't see the slightest injury.
"This is impossible!"
The ancestor of the sky demon looked gloomy as water.
Just the first palm, Yang Qiu, who became a mortal, will definitely die~IndoMTL.com~ let alone the evil spirits behind.
How could he be alive?
"Are you surprised?" Yang Qiu raised his hand, looked at his body, and smiled lightly: "I feel better than ever before!"
On the martial arts field, the disciples of the Celestial Demon Sect suddenly felt a strange force overflowing from their bodies, all of them converging towards the back mountain.
And, the speed is getting faster and faster!
In the end, a huge vortex formed in the Forbidden Area of the Back Mountain.
Countless powers of faith poured down and swept into Yang Qiu's body.
Da!
Yangqiu stepped up and walked slowly under the ruins.
Every time he takes a step, his figure becomes younger and the breath in his body increases by one point.
Practice Qi Jing!
Wufujing!
……
Cross the tribulation realm!
God hidden realm!
Saint!
boom!
When Yang Qiu came to the ancestor of the sky demon, all the power of faith was poured into his body, and a breath of heavenly majesty was also instantly awakened.
The power of a saint!
is unmatched!
Suppress the world!
bang!
The terrifying coercion fell on the shoulders of the ancestor of the demon, causing him to tremble fiercely, and knelt directly in front of Yang Qiu.
A mouthful of smelly blood, even more spit out, dyeing the earth red.
"No...impossible!"
"The pressure of the saint, have you been sanctified?"
"You have obviously abolished yourself!"
"This is impossible!"
The ancestor of the heavenly devil has a hideous face and roars angrily.
Yang Qiu looked down at the ancestor of the demon, expressionless, as if looking at a poor... old dog!