Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1170: heaven shocking 1 sword, shaking the gods

"...What's the fear?"

Zhang Fan is arrogant and arrogant. The words of utter contempt ignited the world, as if hundreds of millions of people mocked in unison, and spread from afar.

On the verge of collapse, the Yunchi sky is like a big mirror of the world, reflecting the anger and anger on the faces of the heavenly people, including the three great ancestors.

Anyone, the greatest pride is so insulted by people, it is impossible to calm down.

Unlike ordinary people, the three great ancestors headed by Yu Zhong Zun Zu forcibly calmed down after a moment of anger, thinking deeply.

"What does he mean?"

After a moment of anger, a doubt came to my mind.

The two sides are hostile, and the battle between life and death is imminent. It is normal for Zhang Fan to talk like this. Can we expect the other side to say nothing good?

Strangely, why did he spend so much time to pass his voice so far as if he wished everyone could hear it.

The three great ancestors of heaven, apart from going back to the small valley for a while and paying a visit to the real palace of heaven, for so many years, although they have been trapped in Yunchi and dare not leave, it does not mean that they are Mi Tianjing lost control.

Yunhua Fairy and other little mice don't mention it, they're sure. In recent years, there has been absolutely no expert at the level of Spirit Transformation Daojun or above.

So, who did Zhang Fan deliver messages so blatantly, and to whom?

This thought hasn't been finished yet, as if Yu Zhongzun Zu noticed something, his face changed suddenly.

"Boom~"

A sword roared for nine days, and the endless mist within the cloud pond suddenly split into two points, and the sky edge roared through the sky like a shock.

——Sword Qi! Shatter everything!

"Brilliant!"

Yu Zhong Zun Zu headed, the three great Zun Zu simultaneously scolded, but did not move, and even brought a little disdain on his face.

"With a sword spirit, I want to contend with the projections of the "Temple of the Gods". Fireflies and Haoyue fight for their own humiliation!"

What they think is nothing more than that.

If Zhang Fan had never heard of the prestige of the “Pantheons”, it might still be possible to do this stupid thing, but how could he not be vigilant about the “Pantheons” under the condition that his dharma idol was originally the Taiko demon emperor? And negligent action?

It is the three great ancestors who really underestimate the other party, or have too much faith in the "Pantheons"!

However, in the moment skill, they knew what was wrong. Daojun, the three Spirit Transformations, suddenly changed their colors, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.

In the skill that blinked in one thousandth, the sudden sword gas that suddenly burst out did not split straight at the time of its most powerful, but forcibly reversed, just like the boat was driven by the oar into the water to control the boat. The ground stirred up.

At the beginning, the tremendous sword spirit is like a spitting cow. Light and comfortable, the more and more later, the sword gas moves the vitality of the world, and it seems to be more and more condensed, like the Yangtze River and the stagnation of thousands of tons of sand.

This Shen Ning brings terrifying terror to the world.

Every year's agitated sword qi is stirred every year, as if with the endless power of adsorption, the destruction power of the riot in Yunchi is converged and condensed on the sword.

But for a moment, skill, the sword is a hundred times thicker, and the slender sharpness that had been cold all over the body, turned into a majestic terror that destroyed everything.

Sometimes, under the horrifying gaze of the people, the power of primordial chaos inside Yunchi was absorbed by as much as 70% to 80%. By this time, the stirring of Jian Qi was finally over.

"Get up!"

A deep and thick voice, with no suppression of surging power, sounded.

According to the sound, the sword qi is held high. If lonely peak refers to the sky, with this action, the whole Yunchi heaven and earth will clarify it. Just like after the storm, there is a unique sense of freshness between heaven and earth.

At this point, what Zhang Fan wanted to do was to conceal the eyes of the three heavenly ancestors and even ordinary heavenly men.

"He is..."

"Wrap the cloud pool storm power, multiply power by thousands of times, and turn into one strike!"

Just one strike!

Everyone can see that the force that can hold the sword is so extreme that it can’t be done even if you persist for a while.

The arrow is on the string and I have to send it. If this sword cannot fall down in time, it will break in the air and turn into a sky of rain.

How can such a powerful world be easily controlled? At least, it is definitely not what Zhang Fan's sword repair avatar, still in Nascent Soul realm, can do.

To control such a huge power, it is Zhang Fan's primal consciousness. Although he is in a period of spiritual silence, his body is limited by cultivation base, but his primal consciousness is actually Spirit Transformation Daojun level.

This is what the three great ancestors of ancestors never thought of.

What they didn’t even think about was that Zhang Fan was so crazy. The first one strike attracted and wrapped up the primordial chaos power of the collapse of the entire Yunchi world.

When they react and find something wrong, everything is too late.

"Look!"

The sound of Zhang Fan sounded again.

A word of "falling", with endless pressure and a little powerlessness, obviously it has reached the limit of controlling this horrible sword, but it also carries a nine days above, overlooking the majesty and oppression sense. As if standing in the clouds.

"Not good!"

Yu Zhongzunzu stood up and waited for it to rise, and the horrible sword spirit filled the whole world, but the mottled hair he raised was also cut by the invisible strong wind.

The robe made a strong voice in the violent wind, and even the eyes could not be opened. Facing this infinite terror, Yu Zhong Zunzu finally showed the strength of a generation of veteran Spirit Transformation Daojun.

The look is not moving, and even the sound is not distorted at all, with a strong penetrating power, and the strong wind is whistling.

"Pantheons!"

The temples...the temples...the temples...

Huang Zhongda Lv, Yu Qiong sounded, a faint sky sound, vast expanse of heaven!

In an instant, if there are countless voices repeating and chanting the names of the temples over and over again, the magnificent and glorious hall suddenly becomes clear, and there are thousands of golden lights.

Among them, the proud backs in the temples turned slowly around...

"Boom~"

The sword of heaven shocking collided with the Supreme Artifact, the Temple of Gods, which represents the majesty of the ancient demon god.

One of them vows to break Yao Tian’s freedom; the other is to punish the unruly on behalf of Tian.

This sword. It is Qingtian giant wood incarnation leaning against the sky long sword, wielding the chopping of the sky; that horizontal, the earth is erected to form a barrier, and Shen Ning is like an incarnation of heaven and earth.

One is a spear and the other is a shield! The strongest contradiction hits one point.

"Rumble..."

A loud noise followed by silence.

This loud noise, the horror is at its extreme, like a roar of hundreds of millions of years, erupted at a time;

The silence is loud and hopeful. As if at that moment, all the sounds between heaven and earth would disappear.

In the great formation, all the celestial beings are under the shock of redness, like drunkenness, sitting on the ground one by one, the body's blood and blood shake like a volcanic eruption, in the ears Silence is like Wan Laiju in the deepest darkness before dawn......

One inside and one outside, the difference between the world, a wave of anti-blood surging in the chest of the people, the mouth is full of sweetness.

But even so, there is no one who adjusts the rate and one person takes the medicine, but looks up one by one, looking at the source of the horror roar in the sky.

In an instant of collision and consumption, the tremendous sword energy cloud pool power consumed 90% of the time, and the sword energy that is still across the sky edge seems to be thin.

Under this horrible one strike, even the temples that gather the power of heaven and man cannot be safe.

Besides the magnificent palace, countless sword energies wandered and annihilated. From time to time, the sound of "哧哧" was brought out in the temples of the gods, as if they had tried their last power, and they must also leave deep on it. Deep score.

These are still diseases of slender mustard. What is really terrifying is the unprecedented momentum that erupted when Jian Qi collided with the temples.

In the eyes of all the heaven and earth, you can clearly see that the glory of the temples that they regarded as the supreme faded away a little, and the huge figure that enveloped the world also shifted, as if to make a gap.

It’s such a small gap that suddenly changes the look of the three heavenly ancestors.

"Stop him!"

Don’t think about it, the three major Spirit Transformation shouted loudly.

This is just an instinctive reaction, asking in vain.

Although the temples are extremely powerful, they are also extremely difficult to control. If you want to move them back to repress the world, it’s not a short time.

Yu Zhong Zun Zu and others, after a long battle, naturally understood the priority, and immediately withdrew their hand from great formation, waiting for take action to block.

At this time, their screams just came out of their mouths.

But it was too late.

Sword energy is like a dragon. After striking a gap, the remaining sword qi shocked, as if all the power was burned, a gust of wind was rolled between heaven and earth, and whizzed over the sky great formation.

"Bang!"

Innumerable pieces of broken sword gas, like a tornado storm, swept across the heads of dozens of days and rushed towards the gap.

"Uh~~"

Many people couldn't avoid it, and they flew out directly by the sword gas storm, making a muffled noise.

At this time, no one can take care of this anymore, staring staring at the sky one by one, where the sword gas is like a rainbow away.

"Where does the thief escape!"

A shout of anger and an extreme roar burst out, and three streamers followed the sword qi, and pierced through the gaps made by the temples.

Sword Qi, streamer, and suddenly go away.

......

"How can this happen?"

In an instant, the roaring sounds continued one after another, as if outside the cloud-like cloud pool, suddenly suddenly quieted down, leaving a crowd of people at a loss.

"Even the temples can’t keep him... then aren’t we..."

The atmosphere of loss, sadness and fear ~ IndoMTL.com ~ is spreading among the people.

As many hearts and minds of people are shaking and faltering, the temples in the sky are also hazy, as if they may be turned into dream bubbles at any time.

At this moment, a heavenly man fluttered his wings and said aloud:

"Everyone is calm, and my family has been standing for countless years. I don’t know how many winds and rains, how could it be bad for a thief in the neighborhood?"

The person who speaks is exactly the leader of the young generation of Heaven and Man-Yun Wu!

"The ancestors chased after the enemy, so I shouldn't mess with my position and laugh."

"Stabilized!"

At this time, the three great ancestors were away, and he seemed to be the backbone of all the heavens. All his eyes suddenly gathered on him. With his words, the original people who were about to move were quiet again, and great formation also barely maintained. Scattered.

"Ah~"

Suddenly, a sigh rang out among the crowd.