Thousands of mountains stand tall and the peaks are majestic. In this late night, the brilliance of the Valley of the Gods soars into the sky, blazing and dazzling, like the furnace of the ancient heaven burning.
At this time, the screams of killing in the valley shook the sky, and swords and swords were everywhere. This is a tragic song intertwined with blood and life. Many people killed to the point of madness.
Who would have thought that the ancient royal family would be attacked? They have always ruled the world, slaughtered all directions, and looked down on the earth.
Now, in this cold night and moon, such a group of gods of death descended from the sky and killed them in their territory, which exceeded expectations.
"puff!"
Blood dripping, this is a blood-stained picture scroll, Ye Fan waved his sword in his hand, immediately blood sprayed, a piece of ancient life was cut off at the waist, and flew more than ten meters away, a large piece of dead bodies fell.
There are no words, no entangled reasons at all, there is only a life and death fight, using blood and bones to perform a bloody battle song.
"Ah..." The fifth generation Yuan Tianshi seemed to have become a demon, and roared to the sky. At this time, he was mad, with bloody and long hair all over his body, like an immortal red ape, confronting the ancestor king.
Under its feet, countless Yuantian patterns appeared, flickering with frightening brilliance, wrapping them around and spreading in all directions, causing many ancient creatures to shatter.
At this moment, the Gods Valley, the immortal sacred land, became his source of power, and all kinds of dragon energy and source power gathered towards him like hundreds of rivers entering the sea.
"boom!"
One punch moves the sky!
Zhang Lin's red hair was like a tide, he danced wildly, opened and closed, and attacked and killed this ancient ancestor king. He didn't look like a source of heaven at all, but a fighting saint.
The torn arm of the ancient ancestor king had already been regenerated, and dozens of pairs of wings spread out behind him, endless black demonic energy surged up to the sky, roaring and rushing forward.
This is a duel at the level of saints. Between their fists, traces of the Dao burst out one after another, becoming a blazing Daoguang, and there are various wonderful sounds.
Each of their blows is at the beginning of the Dao of Evolution, the origin of the law, and the secret of opening the sky, which has become a terrifying battle of Dao.
"boo"
Like a heavenly sword chopping rotten wood, Zhang Lin folded his hands together, bursting out a brilliant rainbow, cutting through the web of dao marks, and culling him to the front.
In the close-range confrontation, the scene of blood splattering, the Daoguang flying out of the joint seal of both hands almost cut off half of the ancestor king's body.
Although the ancient ancestor king was wounded, he was indeed very powerful. A pair of huge claws pierced through Daoguang fiercely, piercing Zhang Lin's shoulder, almost tearing off his arms.
The rotting blood rushed up, emitting a strange light, and the terrifying claws of the ancient ancestor king were almost corroded and receded quickly.
This is a duel between life and right, a battle song of life, interpreted with blood and bones, fighting with the body, and confronting with the way.
Being able to become the ancestor king of the Valley of the Gods, he would not be a docile person. If he really went crazy, it would be difficult to find someone in the world who could be suppressed.
He was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Zhang Lin, which was hard to accept. He didn't believe that this was Wu Shi, how could the emperor of the human race survive until now
"Zheng!"
A gust of cold wind came, and Ye Fan charged over again with the black Tian Ge in his hand, and he slashed down like a black lightning bolt, breaking through all barriers.
"boo"
The patriarch opened his mouth and spat out a dao flower with seven petals. The pieces were dazzling and beautiful, and they were transparent and bright, which withstood the black sword.
"boom!"
Ye Fan's left hand was fighting with Ge Li, and the fist of his right hand was like a dragon's head in the vast golden deep sea.
"Boom!"
A dull sound came out, and the Valley of the Gods shook violently. If it hadn't been for the innate pattern, it would have collapsed already.
This was a physical duel, the ancestor king's paws glistening with streaks of blood flowed profusely, and then began to crumble, first the flesh and blood peeled off, and then the bones cracked.
"puff!"
In the end, the ancestor king's claws could not block the sea-like golden blood energy, and it exploded. White broken bones and bright red blood flew up, which was shocking.
His body was full of light, and he made a rumbling sky sound, one after another Dao mark rushed up, like an ancient god singing, it was deafening.
Ye Fan backed away, he didn't have the spirit of a saint, and he didn't have the magic power of that series. This kind of ancient light and god is unparalleled, and it is fatal to him.
"puff!"
He rushed to the other side again, sweeping the iron spear in his hand, who can stop the saint-level meat shell? One sweep is all, no magic weapon, flying sword, or secret technique will work, let's kill it with all our strength!
Blood dripping, broken bones flying, flesh and blood spattering, this is a terrifying scene.
At the same time, the fifth generation of Yuan Tianshi once again fought with this ancient ancestor king, gaining the upper hand, killing a stream of demonic blood from time to time, staining the earth red.
"ah… "
Zhang Lin went mad, and his life was short. At dawn, he would become a cloud of fly ash, never to exist.
"boom!"
Shengu and the mountains in all directions were dyed with dragon aura, and all the patterns of the ancient path of Yuantian appeared, bright as day, and the patterns were intertwined, covering the sky.
As if he was blessed by the heavens, even though he was covered in red hair and had a ferocious face, he exuded the aura of a god, and his whole body was radiant.
"boom!"
Forbidden Immortal Six Seals!
There is no source of God, and no stone skin. Evolving with both hands, this kind of profound meaning is united, blooming a misty light, and sweeping it out.
All kinds of Taoism and endless divine power of this ancient ancestor king were sealed, and they flowed back, causing him to suffer backlash, and he flew back with a loud cry.
"boom!"
The fifth generation Yuan Tianshi stepped forward, kicked in the air, and kicked out, almost kicking the ancestor king to pieces, flying high, bleeding profusely, and more than a dozen bones were shattered.
In the bleak night moon, on a lonely cliff in the distance, a beautiful woman in white plays a flute, the notes are faint like weeping, sad but beautiful, with tears in her eyes, she blows out a heavenly sound, her heart feels like a knife is being twisted, and her heart is broken.
Yang Yi knew that this was the last night she saw Zhang Lin, the last time she admired his demeanor. After this night, everything would be smoke at dawn, and she would never see each other again.
She watched obsessively, and the faint sound of the flute pierced the cold night sky, lingering in the entire battlefield, like weeping.
In a daze, she seemed to see the heroic Zhang Lin 10,000 years ago again. On the day he became Yuan Tianshi, all the holy places came to congratulate him.
Gambling heavily in the city of God, fighting against ancient mines, setting the sky in the restricted area, fighting enemies from all directions alone, heroic and proud, as if entering the land of no one.
In a blink of an eye, everything was empty, and a generation of strange people had an ominous event in their later years, and they were no longer heroic.
Now, he is old and ominous, half demon, half human, with red hair all over his body, but the blood of pride is still there, and he wants to do his last bit to suppress the Valley of the Gods and return the peace of the human race.
In the last battle, he will die with the wind, this is the life of Yuan Tianshi!
Yang Yi's eyes were blurred with tears, the jade flute lay beside her mouth, and her mournful chorus formed a song, which echoed in the night sky and drifted far away.
Zhang Lincheng screamed wildly, with blood-colored hair flying, although he was not as heroic and majestic as before, now he was only ugly, but he was still heroic.
In his hands, the Yuantian divine technique is not only the source-finding and stone-dissolving technique, but also the attack on the holy ritual, fighting against the ancestor king, overwhelming with absolute superiority.
"puff!"
There are veins everywhere in the valley, and they complement each other. He became an immortal god in the center, and his strike was like lightning, hitting half of the body of the ancient ancestor king, almost shattered to death.
"boom!"
The ancient patriarch roared, and all the wings on his back were shaking, causing ripples one after another.
He played real fire and was suppressed all the time. This was the first time in his long life that he started to fight back violently.
"boom!"
Zhang Lin flipped his hands, and streaks of light flowed down between his fingers. He descended like a god, his right hand pressed down, and the Dao pattern of Yuantian emerged.
The ancient ancestor king seemed to be struck by lightning, and the hand covered with dao patterns, like the right hand of a god, had a strange magical power, knocking him over, and his body was cracking.
"Ah..." he couldn't help shouting, the wings of the gods were shattering behind him, and the feathers were stained with blood, flying all over the sky.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the earth collapsed, and another ancient king finally made a move and rushed out from the veins of the earth. With the power to defy the world, a world evolved in his palm, where chaos and thunder roared, opening up the world and destroying everything.
He wanted to kill Yuan Tianshi. This is a more powerful ancestor king with immeasurable mana, which changed Zhang Lin and Ye Fan's color.
This is an old patriarch king with a stooped figure and loose purple hair. He has forty-nine pairs of divine wings on his back and is surrounded by dozens of divine rings.
He was thin and bony, but he was full of energy, his words resounded like a bronze bell, and he said: "You come from Zishan, Zhang Lin under Wushizuo?"
"That's right, Zhang Lin, under the seat of no beginning, will obey the emperor's decree and kill the Valley of the Gods today to restore peace to the human race!" Zhang Lin's words resounded.
Then, he turned to Ye Fan and said, "Time is precious, kill them."
Ye Fan nodded, waved his sword in his hand, and there were death gods everywhere in all directions. They were the subordinates of the Immortal Emperor, and their fleshy shells were terrifying and frightening, destroying all opponents.
"Since ancient times, this is the first time that a human race has conquered the Valley of the Gods, but you have come and gone, and I will see how you will kill the Quartet!"
The ancestor king who appeared later roared loudly, and the sound of heaven and earth sounded, and the forty-nine team of god wings shook out ancient characters one after another, suppressing the ten directions.
"What can't you kill?" Zhang Lin responded, moving his hands slowly, and said, "Today I will kill another ancient king in front of you!"
"ah… "
Suddenly, the injured ancestor yelled loudly. He was manipulated like a puppet, and he was uncontrollably horizontal in the sky.
His whole body is covered with Yuantian divine patterns, which are densely packed and cracking rapidly. In the battle just now, Master Yuan Tian had already injected one after another of Yuanqi, and laid down the source of divine patterns.
"ah… "
He was yelling and struggling hard, but he couldn't move, as if he was locked in the void. Another even more terrifying ancestor king shot, but he couldn't save him.
Zhang Lin unfolded the Supreme Origin Technique, as if he was using a knife to dissolve the Origin Stone, and gently swiped across the air, bloody flowers burst out of the ancestor king's body, and he was being disintegrated.
This is the unparalleled secret art of source dao. It has already planted the trace of source dao on the opponent's body during the battle.
"ah… "
With a final yell, the patriarch's body collapsed and fell apart.
Ye Fan followed up one step at a time, his whole body boiling with golden fighting spirit, submerged the entire Valley of the Gods, and smashed the head that flew over with one punch.
On the distant cliff, Yang Yi couldn't help herself, tears kept falling, seeing Zhang Linxiong's heroism as before, she was heartbroken, why only one night of life
"I'll never see you again..." she choked.
The sound of the flute was like weeping at first, and then suddenly became high-pitched. She died on the battlefield and buried her bones in the light of the sword. This is the home of a hero.