In the Heavenly Realm, the Phoenix Soars to the sky, straddling the entire Heavenly Recession, flying towards the outer sky.
Within the days of reunion, in the 100,000-strong mountain that is famous in the heavens, the ancestor of the turtle spirit woke up from a deep sleep, and the terrifying spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions and poured into the body of the shriveled ancestor of the turtle spirit.
Facing the phoenix that has not appeared in 100,000 years, the ancestors of the turtle spirit gathered all their efforts and decided to make a final fight.
The Heavenly Realm master has a long life, but it is not immortal. The ancestor of the turtle food has lived for endless years, but he is even more afraid of death.
The temptation of immortality, like the original poison, corrodes the hearts of people and gods.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit was born. Above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds were chaotic. Countless thunders fell from the sky and slammed into the 100,000 mountains below.
The old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, half of its foot has entered the loess, and the heaven has descended the thunder tribulation, wanting to clean up this monster who is nostalgic for the world and refuses to leave.
In the thunder, the ancestor of the turtle spirit stepped out, dressed in an ancient Tsing Yi, with a withered face, but it gave people an indescribable coercion.
Heavenly Realm, the real Heavenly Realm Supreme Powerhouse, is in no way inferior to the peerless powerhouses of the Four Supreme Beings of the God Realm, and has lived even more of the God Realm.
In this world, living for a long time is the capital. In the days of separation and reunion, the Supremes who are also in the heavens feel the terrifying pressure from the hundred thousand mountains, and their faces are condensed.
The strength of the ancestor of the turtle spirit is stronger than that of ten thousand years ago. Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the turtle spirit, whose life essence is about to be exhausted, has made a breakthrough.
Every era has its arrogance, and the ancestor of the turtle spirit has been the strongest in the 100,000-year-old Heaven Realm, not even one of them.
The 100,000-strong mountain is also the state of the entire Lihe Heavenly Realm.
Nine days above, Ning Chen, who was moving at high speed, also felt the terrible pressure from afar, and continued to swept towards the sky without stopping.
The flame of the big azure lantern is getting weaker and weaker, and he must find Aman's soul as soon as possible.
"boom!"
In the 100,000-strong mountain, the thunderbolt made a crazy masterpiece, destroying almost half of the mountain range. However, the ancestor of the turtle spirit stepped forward step by step, and the breath became more and more astonishing.
Ten breaths, ten steps, between ten steps, the ancient turtle spirit's cultivation base gradually recovered to its peak, and the terrifying and unusual pressure quickly covered the entire Lihe Heavenly Realm.
In the void, Ning Chen felt it, and his expression sank.
Not good, this breath is directed at him!
At this moment, on the ground below, a huge tortoise-spirit colossus appeared, just like Xuanwu in ancient times, but it was a little different.
The tortoise has a long life. It is well known to the world. According to legend, the ancestor of the turtle spirit was a spirit tortoise. Later, he cultivated to the realm of heaven and became the supreme emperor.
However, the long years, even if the ancestors lived as long as the tortoise spirit, have exhausted their lifespan and are about to die.
Today, when the Phoenix was born, the ancestor of the turtle food has already spared no effort and decided to give it his all.
Heaven and earth, the tortoise, the phoenix, the two gods formally confronted, and the terrifying coercion surged and continued to attack.
In the sky, Ning Chen's figure was unusually heavy, like a 10,000-pound mountain, and it was difficult to move forward.
The ancient ancestor of the turtle spirit, who had cultivated a peerless cultivation base, used his divine might to prevent the Phoenix from leaving.
Ning Chen's expression sank, his right hand was empty, and Jue Xian manifested.
The ancient ferocious sword is amazingly powerful. Suddenly, endless evil spirits permeated the sky and the ground, blessing the power of the immortal sword.
"boom!"
The two forces attacked again, and the aftermath shook. In the void, Ning Chen's figure plummeted down, and Jue Immortal in his hand slashed towards the divine tortoise below.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit looked cold, raised his dry right hand, and took the fairy sword.
The physical body and the divine weapon impacted, and the violent airflow surged, and the figure of Ning Chen, who was preemptive, disappeared instantly and swept behind the ancestor of the turtle spirit.
The ruthless sword is fierce and fierce, both eyes are blind, but Ning Chen's heart is not blind, the immortal sword in his hand is like the most accurate murder weapon, and it can't leave the opponent's key.
The rumbling vibrated and continued to sound. In the 100,000 mountains, the two fought. The mountains were destroyed by the aftermath, and the boulders flew, smashing one huge deep hole after another.
Over the past 100 years, Ning Chen's sword cultivation has gone further than before, and it has completely turned into a killing sword.
Pure killing swordsmanship, without any impurities, Ning Chen's actions were ruthless and ruthless, and he was about to kill the Supreme Realm in front of him.
On the other hand, the ancestor of the turtle spirit, whose cultivation base is peerless, has the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth.
The strongest sword, the strongest god, the two fought, and neither one showed any mercy.
"Your sword is too weak!"
After more than a dozen battles, the ancestor of the turtle spirit grabbed the Immortal Sword and slapped Zhiming's chest with a backhand.
The peerless powerhouse in the realm of heaven, with amazing palm power, Ning Chen stepped back half a step, avoiding the sharp edge of the former palm, and slashed through the Immortal Sword in his hand, regaining control of the Immortal Sword.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit frowned, let go of the Immortal Sword, raised his vitality, and slammed out a powerful palm again.
"Swordsmanship, Taiyi!"
The palm strength approached, Ning Chen stepped forward, calmed down, slashed out with a sword, and slammed it.
The sword palms confronted each other, and a violent collision sounded. I saw the immortal sword's edge directly cut off the palm of the ancient ancestor of the turtle spirit and continued to swept forward.
The expression of the ancestor of the turtle spirit sank, and the figure flashed past, avoiding the sword qi that came quickly.
boom!
The sword qi swept across, and behind the ancestor of the ancient turtle spirit, a peak was directly leveled by Ning Chen's sword. The terrifying power was shocking.
The mountains and rivers in the rear shook, and the mountains collapsed. The ancestor of the turtle spirit felt it, and his expression completely sank.
The strength of this young man is astounding.
He did not enter the realm of heaven, but he had the strength to not lose to the supreme being of the realm of heaven, which reminded him of his youth.
"Eight Profound Gates!"
In the face of the amazing swordsman in front of him, the ancestor of the turtle spirit did not dare to hide his tricks, he shouted, and opened the eight doors.
At this moment, in the battle situation, eight visions appeared, and under the feet of the two, a huge astrolabe appeared, and the astrolabe turned, evoking the source of heaven and earth.
Around the two of them, eight ancient gates appeared, and inside each gate, there was a terrifying and astonishing pressure.
At the center of the eight-door vision, Ning Chen's expression condensed. Although his eyes were invisible, he could feel the terrifying pressure around him.
Ning Chen didn't dare to be careless about the divine power he had never seen before, he inserted Jue Xian into the earth in his hand, and the divine power exploded, wanting to break the divine formation.
"This is not a formation!"
In the voice of the voice, the figure of the turtle spirit Lao Zhu disappeared, and instantly swept to the fate, and a powerful palm shot out.
Ning Chen stepped back instantly, but he was still half a step late, with a groan in his mouth, he stepped back three steps.
The blood dripping, dyed the red plain clothes, Ning Chen frowned slightly, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Being old and not dying is a thief, this old monster really has some skills.
"Come again!"
In his whole life of battle, who has ever feared anyone, Ning Chen snorted, his figure flashed, and at the same extremely fast speed, he instantly arrived in front of the ancestor of the turtle spirit.
Jue Xian slashed past, as fast as lightning, but at this moment, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit was news again, without a sound.
After a short while, in a gate behind Ning Chen, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit appeared, the whole body was covered with thunder, and a punch was thrown.
Ning Chen felt it, and turned his body to his side, but he was still half a step late. Thunder brushed his body and brought out a waterfall of blood.
The inextinguishable demon body showed its power, Ning Chen's wounded body quickly repaired, and his brows wrinkled again.
The law of space
Yes, but it doesn't look like it. What happened to the power of thunder just now
"Nirvana!"
In order to verify the doubts in his heart, the fairy sword in Ning Chen's hand crossed, and the endless sword qi burst out of the air, turned into a sword flow, and slashed towards the ancestor of the turtle spirit in front of him.
An astonishing move, the power swallowed the sky and destroyed the earth, blocking all the space for the ancestors of the turtle spirit to evade.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit sneered, the figure retreated, and disappeared into the door behind.
"Nirvana!"
After a sword, the sword rose again, and the sword energy coiled around Ning Chen's body, slashing towards the seven gates.
The rumbling vibrated and sounded again, and the sword energy did not enter the seven gates and disappeared.
In an astonishing scene, the seven gates were blocked by sword energy, and in the only gate that was not affected, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit swept out, surrounded by flames, and slapped it out with an earth-shattering palm.
"Waiting for you for a long time!"
Ning Chen looked back, his empty eyes looked at the ancestor of the turtle spirit who had swept over, his sword condensed his true essence, and slashed it with one sword.
The sword that slashed the sky and the earth was incomparably powerful. The two forces collided, and the violent airflow was surging, backlashing against the two of them.
A splash of blood splattered and scattered all over the sky, Ning Chen's figure retreated half a step and stabilized his figure.
In front of the eighth gate, a distinct bloodstain appeared on the chest of the ancient ancestor of the turtle spirit, which was extremely dazzling.
Seeing this, Ning Chen's empty eyes moved slightly.
The door was just behind him, why didn't the old monster go in to hide.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen's figure swiftly passed by, and then came to the ancestor of the turtle spirit.
A sword slashed, the ruthless, destroying sword directly slashed the void, and the power was amazing.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit took a sword and slapped it with a palm at the same time, making a strong reply.
With the palm strength close to him, Ning Chen's body folded over, and in the void, his figure was like a phantom, avoiding a palm, and the attack came again.
The continuous sword light, like a violent storm, madly attacked the ancestor of the turtle spirit.
Quickly confronted, in a blink of an eye, there were hundreds of moves. The ancestor of the turtle spirit stood in front of a gate, but he never entered.
"Lingxi is twelve styles, Qingtian Waterfall!"
After a hundred strokes, Ning Chen's left palm leaned towards Yuan Yuan, and the phoenix fire rose up in the sky, turning into a waterfall, rising into the sky.
With a shocking palm, the ancestor of the tortoise spirit sank, and the whole body's real essence rose, and the same palm greeted him head-on.
boom!
A terrifying big shock sounded, and two shocking forces impacted, and the ancestor of the turtle spirit took three steps back and hit the door.
Ahead, Ning Chen also retreated a few steps, his empty eyes looked straight ahead, his expression turned cold.
Sure enough, the ancestor of the turtle spirit just came out of this gate, and can no longer enter.
"Call to death!"
In the battle, he was injured and the ancestor of the turtle spirit had a murderous expression on his face. He stepped out and counterattacked strongly.
The oldest deity in Lihetian is now showing his peerless cultivation. On the earth, a huge ghost tortoise appears, blessing the old man.
With a palm close, the sky trembled, and Ning Chen blocked the move with his sword. With a thud, his figure flew out.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit stepped on the foot and swept in front of him again.
Behind Ning Chen, the ancestor of the turtle spirit swept over, punched out, and landed on him.
There was another violent shock, and Ning Chen's figure was blasted out again, and the battlefield was red with blood.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit counterattacked, the battle situation immediately tilted, and Ning Chen's situation fell into a disadvantage.
The gap in cultivation was so clear that in the battle, Ning Chen, who had joined forces to hit hard, suddenly fell, changing the direction of his body.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit slammed into the air, and the figure also folded and swept down.
"Break out!"
Below, Ning Chen swung his sword and greeted him with a sword.
The palms and swords exchanged, and the air flow shook. Under Ning Chen, the ground cracked, spreading vertically and horizontally, reaching beyond the 100,000-strong mountain.
In a terrifying battle, the two masters in the world decided to do their best, and the 100,000 mountains were robbed, and the mountains were swept away by the aftermath of the battle between the two, and they were all in ruins.
"The twelve styles of Lingxi, split the sea and divide the flood!"
As it was close at hand, Ning Chen poured out his palm and shot it again.
In an instant, above the void, the magic current surged, and a palm broke through the sky, shaking the ancestor of the turtle spirit back.
The battle situation was separated, Ning Chen turned his left hand over, and the Heavenly Book of Fortune manifested.
"The scroll of the earth, the earth destroys the mountain!"
The martial arts of the Heavenly Book reappeared. In the hands of Ning Chen, Jue Xian entered the ground, and the mighty sword submerged into the earth.
The next moment, under the earth, countless swords burst out of the sky, blocking the retreat of the ancestors of the turtle spirit.
"Protection of Xuanwu!"
Destruction Sword Intent was added, the ancestor of the turtle spirit sank, the whole body was glorious, and the huge Xuanwu phantom appeared, protecting the whole body.
Wan Jian slammed into the Guard of Xuanwu, and a violent vibration sounded. The Guard of Xuanwu forcibly blocked Wan Jian, and the ancestor of the turtle spirit shouted again, punched the ground with a punch, and counterattacked again.
Boom!
The earth cracked open, the mountains shook and the ground shook, Ning Chen's whole body, fist strength penetrated the earth and attacked him.
Ning Chen stepped on his feet and swept into the air, the Heavenly Book of Fortune flipped over quickly, and the sky rolled into the sky.
"The scroll of the sky is unparalleled in the world!"
Ning Chen's figure moved, his sword was like thunder, and thousands of sword lights burst out again.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit sneered at the corner of his mouth, his figure flashed past, and he did not enter the door behind him.
Ning Chen's expression sank, and he became alert again.
After a short while, in the door not far away, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit swept out, and the wind swept all over the body, and the speed was as fast as the limit.
The banging punch, the value of the gust of wind, the power is even more terrifying, Ning Chen reluctantly reacts, a sword to meet, and then block the attack.
"Uh!"
With a muffled hum, the corners of Ning Chen's mouth overflowed with blood, dyed vermilion again.
"Your strength is indeed beyond the expectations of this seat, but that's all!"
The ancestor of the turtle spirit said in a cold voice, his palms joined together, and the power of wind and thunder flew out at the same time in the two gates on the left and right.
Blessed by the power of wind and thunder, the coercion of the ancestors of the turtle spirit rose sharply, and a shocking move burst out of the air.
In front of him, Ning Chen felt it, the Heavenly Book of Fortune in his hand lifted into the sky, the Heavenly Book was flipped over, and the scroll showed its majesty.
With the blessing of the Scroll of Life, Ning Chen's body was full of snow and wind, and his palms used the power of the wind and snow in the sky, and the extremely trick reappeared.
"Twelve styles of the rhinoceros, hundreds of tides set the sky!"
The unique skills of the unicorn can be transformed into nothingness.
In the battle, the power of wind and thunder and the energy of hundreds of tides collided with each other. The two forces violently impacted each other. After a stalemate for a moment, the wind and thunder broke through the hundreds of tides and continued to swept forward.
"Swordsmanship, Heavenly Sword!"
In the void, Ning Chen held the sword in both hands, his sword intent rose up, and he slashed down.
The majestic sword stance, destroying the sky and destroying the earth, with a bang, directly cut through the wind and thunder, and counterattacked the ancestor of the turtle spirit in front.
The attack and defense changed one after another, and the battle situation changed at any time. The figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit flashed past and disappeared into the door next to it.
Tianxuan Bamen, the innate undefeated fighting method, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit disappeared, and Ning Chen's offensive was once again in vain.
In the void, Ning Chen looked at the eight surrounding gates with an unusually cold expression. This old turtle is really hard to deal with.