Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4606: Ancestor exists
The magnificent Tianmen Gate emerged, and one side of the heavenly giant finger sank down.
Walk all together, turn into the most common form, and cut into one.
"Favorite!" Yan Er, who had been silent for a while, sipped, and even surpassed Yan to meet the sword.
One red, one black, and two gleams of light are like horses, colliding directly.
I wasn’t even too proud of it. The plain sword-like moment instantly ripped off the light of the second bite and went straight!
The pupil shrank, and the great horror between life and death made Yan Er slack on the spot.
How could he never think that it would be the half-step invincible supreme sword Wushuang that would tear his defense apart with his own strength? !
On the broken sky dome, the giant fingers of the heavenly gate were pressed at the same time.
The area of the Pole Star Sea Star completely shattered, more distant stars burst, and the earth eventually shattered completely.
"Boom!"
Jianyi Zongyi, with Tianmen Juzhi, pressed against Yanji's body.
The polar day and white awn cover everything, and the hurricane sweeps the only broken earth...
I don’t know how long it took until the martyrdom finally dissipated, and Jian Wushuang did not see everything in sight.
Broken void, intact bite one, standing in place holding bite two almost torn from the middle.
The blood of the gods couldn’t stop flowing out of the wound. Obviously, there was more outgassing and less air intake.
"Sir!" Bahuang Xuzun swept over him. Although his arms grew out again, the whole person was extremely embarrassed.
He raised his hand and sent the dying bite II in his arms to the hands of the Eight Wastes, and Paid Yi walked slowly towards Jianwushuang in the void.
With every step he takes, the void is hollow and cracked.
A supreme imaginary force is like a giant sea rushing, which belongs to the half-ancestral atmosphere.
Jian Wushuang is also staring.
"Jian Wushuang, you shouldn't have existed. If you are not his disciple, I will definitely tell the Emperor of the Devourer to include you in the Devourer Organization, but unfortunately you are his disciple, then stay You are terrible."
Slightly regretful voice resounded from the mask of Yan Yi. The breath that originally belonged to the half-ancestor level suddenly climbed to a higher level, and finally condensed in that mysterious realm!
"You have a heavenly attitude, like a demon, you can kill half an ancestral realm in a half-step invincible realm, but you know that the most indispensable is the genius, someone more talented than you, already standing At the top."
The sound of Biting One resounded for nine days and ten places. He had taken that step completely and reached the ancestral level!
Half ancestor level promotion to ancestor level is a heaven that can never be remedied with effort.
That’s the real shackles, and only the luck of the universe can break through that layer of shackles.
The luck of the virtual universe is close to dryness. How can another ancestor be born?
True virtual power that truly condenses into substance seems to drive the entire virtual universe towards Jianwushuang.
The scent of ancestry is almost there, everything has become a foregone conclusion.
"Sword Wushuang, dying in my hands is your final destination."
Countless Chimangs turned into six big hands, gradually condensing behind the bitter one, and the rules of heaven and earth appeared on each palm.
While Jian Wushuang is still standing, his eyes gradually change from the initial complexity to calmness.
The zombie curled up in a prisoner of divine power is dizzying, "Let me go out, let me go out!"
If it were earlier, Jian Wushuang could only close his eyes and wait to die.
But now, everything has changed.
A huge, dark red arm, holding the power of the rules of the world, grinds down towards the sword.
Later, there were two arms, one light and one dark, just like the sun and the moon.
The stars and stars are all shattered, even the void that represents nothingness, under the breath of this ancestor, began to collapse in a large area!
Looking at the three arms that cover the sky, Jian Wushuang just swept back and forth without worrying about the danger he was in.
The zombie in the prisoner of divine power, like a maniac, crashed into the cage and tried to escape.
Feeling the warmth from his wrists, Jian Wushuang looked behind him.
The elder who came from the tide, carrying his right hand, left holding a water stick transformed from the extremely sea flowing water.
The tip of the cane touched the void, and countless small, dense, dark, black awns suddenly rushed, proliferating in all directions.
The tremendous sea of stars that do not know how many star fields surging up, the huge waves rising up from the sky, transforming a black virtual image that stands up to the sky.
The three arms behind Biting One lay horizontally against the ages, with an ancestral breath unstoppable.
But when countless frost-like black awns cover hundreds of millions of voids, the three arms that squashed forever seem to be cut off the rules, and are dying away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, the black virtual image transformed by Jihai came out of Jihai and punched one of the three arms with one punch.
"Boom!"
The martyrdom exploded into the world, and the crimson arm was smashed directly by the black virtual image, and two consecutive fists, both the light and dark arms stuck in the void, were also smashed.
The black virtual image was covered with ripples and ripples, and he slammed into Yan Yi standing in the void.
Instead of retreating, instead of retreating, he rushed up.
At the same instant, the three huge arms remaining behind condensed into a sharp giant spear, which burst into the chest of the black virtual image.
Time seemed to stagnate. Thousands of red scars emerged from the heart of the black virtual image, then collapsed completely and returned to the extreme sea currents.
The body shape reappears, and the ancestral atmosphere is still vast and long.
A scarlet one-eyed man turned from Jian Wushuang's body to the old Venerable, a rare expression of fear.
At the same time, a weird card with a metallic color appeared in his hand.
Jian Wushuang trembles in his heart. The dimensionality-reducing blow of the weird card impressed him. If it wasn’t for the last shot of Gaifu Supreme, he would have difficulty escaping the weird energy in that card.
Just when he was going to remind Lao Zun to be careful, he found that Lao Zun's body had disappeared somehow.
"This strange energy fluctuation, although weak and abnormal, should not be a product of this universe."
His deep voice quietly echoed from behind his ear. He almost didn’t want to, and threw the card directly behind him.
Like the tide, Lao Zun's pale palm grabbed the card directly.
With a click, the card that even the invincible supreme was helpless was easily crushed by the old supreme. Into powder.
The pupil shrank, and the regular arm behind pierced the mouth of Lao Zun directly.
The water wave flows and the figure dissipates. When his figure reappears, it is on the front of Yanyi.
"Tell me, who gave you this kind of thing, and who stored the energy inside?"
Lao Zun's voice is full of indisputable dignity, and at the same time, the palm of his hand is stretched out, and a beam of black light emerges, directly tearing the regular arm behind the bite.
"You **** it!" Biting Crazy, he has never been so humiliated since following the Biting Emperor.