Divine beasts are at the same level as the Martial God, and even some powerful mythical beasts are comparable to the Heavenly Lord and the titled Martial God. At least the divine beasts at the level of the divine dragon and phoenix are comparable to the Heavenly Lord.
And the mythical beasts at the level of Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu are equal to the titled Martial Gods.
Since its strength is comparable to that of the Martial God Tianzun, then the divine beast naturally possesses martial arts similar to those of the Invincible Divine Skill and the Ancient Heavenly Skill.
This kind of martial arts is called the Supreme Skill of the Divine Beast. This skill is inherited in the blood memory of the sacred beast. As long as it is a sacred beast, it will automatically learn it.
However, a long time ago, a genius appeared among human warriors. He imitated the divine beast and actually performed the supreme skill of the divine beast.
Later, more and more people also learned this skill through this method.
However, compared to human martial gods, there are very few divine beasts, so there are also very few people who know the supreme skill of divine beasts.
Ye Tian did not expect that Patriarch Beiming had this skill. It was indeed not easy for anyone who could become a Martial Saint, especially a powerful Martial Saint like Patriarch Beiming.
While his mind was spinning, Ye Tian also quickly used Jiuding Zhenshen. His whole body's energy and energy were adjusted to their peak state, preparing to deliver the strongest blow.
At this time, you can't hide even if you want to, so you can only fight head-on.
The evil son not far away, as he pinched the mysterious seal, the aura emerging from his body became more and more terrifying, and he was chasing the ancestor of Beiming.
"Such a strong demonic energy, boy, who are you?" Ancestor Beiming was also attracted by the strange behavior of the Son of Evil, and couldn't help but said in surprise.
He naturally saw that the evil son was in the same realm as Ye Tian and was a heaven-defying Martial Lord, and even more powerful than Ye Tian.
This shocked Patriarch Beiming. When did geniuses become so worthless? There were only two of them as soon as the Heaven-defying Martial Lord came out.
"You are not qualified to know my name!" The Son of Evil glanced at Patriarch Beiming coldly, and continued to press the seals. As his hand seals became faster and faster, three powerful auras suddenly erupted from his body. out.
At the same time, demonic energy was billowing in the entire sky, countless black clouds were shrouding the sky, and the color of the sky and the earth was changing.
"What a loud tone!" Ancestor Beiming laughed angrily. His Kunpeng divine beast had evolved to the extreme. Countless energy rolled in between its wings, and a monstrous aura spread across the entire world.
The Son of Evil was not to be outdone, and the three invincible auras actually merged together and rushed towards Ancestor Beiming.
"Beiming Divine Palm!" Beiming Ancestor suddenly roared, and he was like a Kunpeng rushing towards him. As his wings were waving, the whole world was trembling, and countless energies were overwhelming.
Few people know that the ancestor of the Beiming family was a titled Martial Saint. He watched a battle between a Kunpeng and a Martial God and understood the Beiming Divine Palm.
The Beiming Family relied on this divine beast supreme skill to gradually become a powerful holy land. Even though it is now in decline, it is still a top presence in the holy land.
The power of this Bei Ming Divine Palm was very powerful. The palm came with a blast, covering the sky and the sun, as if the whole world was enveloped in it, and nothing could escape.
However, there was no fear on the face of the Evil Son. He raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly: "The Three Realms will perish!"
Before he finished speaking, the hand seal of the Son of Evil had been completed, and the three invincible magical arts exploded at the same time and superimposed on each other, forming a terrifying torrent of energy.
"What kind of invincible magic is this?" Ancestor Beiming was startled. This was the first time he saw such a terrifying invincible magic. If the Son of Evil had been stronger, he might be in danger this time.
Of course, he didn't know that this was an ancient heavenly skill created by the Evil Ancestor, which was so powerful in the ancient times.
"It's amazing!" Not far away, Ye Tian had completed the Nine Cauldrons to Suppress the Gods, but those nine dazzling golden divine cauldrons were much inferior to the Sin Son's Three Realms Sinking.
"I didn't expect that there are ancient heaven arts in this world that are similar to the Six Paths of Reincarnation. However, this Three Realm Sinking can only control three invincible magical arts. If I can practice the real six paths of reincarnation, then I can restrain this ancient heaven arts." Ye Tian thought secretly.
At this time, the Three Realms of Sinister Son had collided with the Beiming Patriarch's Beiming Divine Palm.
Although the fall of the Three Realms was very terrifying, the Son of Evil was too far behind the Ancestor Beiming in terms of strength, so in the end he was defeated by Beiming Divine Palm, and was forced to carve out a passage by that huge gray palm.
"Jiuding Zhenshen!" At this time, Ye Tian greeted the Jiuding Zhenshen that had been prepared. The nine golden divine tripods, like the bright sun in the sky, burst out with billions of rays of light.
However, the Divine Palm of Beiming was too powerful, and the nine dazzling divine cauldrons were like moths flying into the flame, seeking their own destruction.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Ye Tian and Xie Zi both suffered heavy injuries and were violently blown away by this palm. Their bodies were as damaged as those of a Martial Saint.
Fortunately for the Son of Evil, his physical body was comparable to that of a titled Martial Saint, but he just spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
Ye Tian was much miserable. Half of his body was destroyed and his body was a bloody mess. However, he quickly swallowed a sacred ginseng and absorbed the power of the surrounding heaven and earth to quickly recover.
Moreover, Ye Tian also mobilized his soul with all his strength and unleashed a spiritual shock wave. The power of his soul, which was comparable to that of a martial saint, was like an invisible sharp sword, piercing towards the Beiming Ancestor.
"Huh?" Ancestor Beiming frowned. He had just launched a powerful attack and had no time to react. Moreover, he sensed that this was an invisible attack that could not be defended at all.
"snort!"
Ancestor Beiming was finally attacked by the shock wave of spiritual thoughts. His soul was trembling and he couldn't help but groan. But his soul was very powerful. This attack only shook his soul and did not cause any real damage.
But this kind of spiritual attack made the ancestor of Beiming very afraid. In fact, the warriors in the Shenzhou Continent were very afraid of spiritual attacks, because there was no way to defend against such attacks.
Don't underestimate the moment when Patriarch Beiming's soul was shaken. If this had happened during a battle, this moment would have been enough to put Patriarch Beiming under a fatal threat.
Unfortunately, Xie Zi and Ye Tian were too weak to take the opportunity to severely injure Ancestor Beiming.
"It seems that the power of the Yuan Shen is still too weak. If I had a Yuan Shen with the title of Martial Saint, the attack just now would have injured Patriarch Beiming." Ye Tian thought to himself.
This time, he just tested the power of the spiritual shock wave, but the result was a bit disappointing. But he believed that when his soul was comparable to the titled Martial Saint, he would definitely pose a threat to the Martial Saint.
"Boy, let's see who can save you this time!" Ancestor Beiming glared at Ye Tian with a murderous look on his face. The boy in front of him was becoming more and more of a threat in his heart, and he was actually proficient in mental attacks. Martial skills, if he waits until he becomes a Martial Saint, their Beiming Family will definitely be in bad luck.
"Split up and run!" The Evil Son frowned and then said through a message.
Before he finished speaking, he had already torn apart the space and teleported away.
"Fuck!" Ye Tian cursed secretly and had no choice but to tear apart the space and escape. He still underestimated the strength of a great sage.
Even if he suffered heavy damage from the Big Explosion Talisman, even if he teamed up with the Son of Evil, he still seemed vulnerable in front of the Beiming Ancestor.
"Want to leave?" Ancestor Beiming smiled coldly, briefly looked at the direction in which the Son of Evil was leaving, and then no longer hesitated and chased Ye Tian.
Although Ye Tian's teleportation was very far, it was still far behind Beiming Ancestor. He was soon forced out of the different space by Beiming Ancestor's sword, and even one of his arms was cut off.
"Little beast, my ancestor will not fall in love with you right away. My ancestor will make you feel the approach of death step by step and make you despair, hahaha!" The ancestor of Beiming came up step by step with a dazzling divine sword. , his eyes were filled with a chilling feeling.
"Hmph!" Ye Tian snorted coldly and continued to tear apart the space and teleport. He didn't dare to stay for a moment now.
As for his arm being chopped off by Patriarch Beiming, he didn't care at all. Anyway, he had a physical body at the level of a martial saint. As long as there was still a piece of flesh and blood left, he could recover quickly.
Just save your life.
"Run, run slowly. Ancestor wants to see how much original power you still have to repair your body." Ancestor Beiming followed Ye Tian closely, hitting Ye Tian hard with his sword from time to time.
You must know that every time he repairs his body, Ye Tian's original power will be consumed. After all, even a martial saint cannot repair his body countless times.
If the original power is exhausted, Ye Tian will not be able to repair the body. Like the golden bones that Ye Tian saw in the Land of the Gods, it is because the strong martial saint has exhausted the original power and cannot repair the body. The sacred bones left behind .
"what to do?"
"Am I going to merge with the small world again and cause disaster?"
Ye Tian thought anxiously while running away.
But this time is different from the time in the Demonic Forbidden Land. Even if he caused a catastrophe, Beiming Ancestor could still retreat a certain distance and follow him from a distance.
By then, Ye Tian, who had been severely hit by the calamity, would no longer be the match for the Beiming Ancestor.
"Huh? That's..." At this moment, Ye Tian's pupils suddenly shrank. He saw a pavilion not far ahead. A familiar middle-aged man in blood robe was sitting in the pavilion, talking to himself. Pour and drink by yourself.
The middle-aged man in the blood robe seemed to see through the space with his deep eyes, and smiled at Ye Tian in the different space.
"Master!" Ye Tian was so surprised that he seemed to have grabbed a tree trunk when he fell off the cliff. He quickly tore out of the different space and flew towards the pavilion.
"Little beast, why didn't you run away?" The cold laughter of Beiming Ancestor followed closely, and a sharp sword light, with powerful power, slashed towards Ye Tian, and with it the The pavilion is also shrouded in it.
Feeling the power of this sword light, Ye Tian did not run away this time, but looked at the middle-aged man in blood robe in front of him, the Blood Demon Sword Saint.
The Blood Demon Sword Saint put down his wine glass and slowly stood up. A bloody field, centered on him, swept out in all directions.
"Hmph!" The Blood Demon Sword Saint looked at Ancestor Beiming and snorted coldly. A giant palm appeared and directly clamped the sharp sword light, crushing it to pieces.
"Blood Demon!" Ancestor Beiming had just seen the face of the Blood Demon Sword Saint clearly at this time, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock.
"Dare to chase my disciple, you are simply seeking death!" After the Blood Demon Sword Saint crushed the sword light, he directly kicked Beiming Ancestor. Beiming Ancestor wanted to dodge, but found that he was hit by that wave. The bloody realm was tightly locked.
"This... this is the holy realm. Have you been promoted to the realm of the holy king?" Ancestor Beiming stared at the Blood Demon Sword Saint with disbelief.
(End of chapter)