The mountains stand tall and the peaks are majestic. In this late night, the light of the Gods Valley soars into the sky, burning brightly, like the divine furnace of the ancient heavenly court burning.
At this time, the valley was shouting and killing, and there were swords and shadows everywhere. This was a tragic song of blood and life, and many people were killed to the madness.
Who would have thought that the ancient royal family would be attacked?They have always ruled the world, killed all directions, and looked down on the earth.
Now, in this cold night moon, such a group of death gods descended from the sky and killed their territory, exceeding expectations.
puff!
Blood was pouring, this was a blood-stained picture. Ye Fan waved the war spear in his hand, and blood splashed. A piece of ancient creatures was cut off in half, flying more than ten meters away, and a large area of dead bodies fell.
There is no words, no entanglement, there is only a fight between life and death, and the use of blood and bones to interpret a passionate battle song.
Ah... The fifth generation of the Origin Heavenly Master was like a demon, roaring to the sky, and at this time he was already crazy, with blood-colored hair all over his body, like an immortal red ape, confronting the Taoist movement with the ancestor king.
Under his feet, countless lines of origin and sky appeared, flashing terrifying light, lingering around it, spreading to all directions, and many ancient creatures collapsed.
At this moment, the immortal divine land in the God Spirit Valley became his source of power, and various dragon energy and source power gathered towards him like a hundred rivers entering the sea.
boom!
One punch hits the sky!
Zhang Lin's head was red and his hair was like a tide, dancing wildly, opening and closing, and attacking this ancient ancestor king did not look like a source of heaven, but rather like a fighting saint.
The torn arms of the ancient ancestor king had already regenerated. Dozens of pairs of wings were spread out behind him, and endless black demonic energy rushed up and roared forward.
This is a saint-level duel, with traces of the great way bursting out between their fists and palms, becoming a burst of burning Taoist light, with various wonderful sounds coming out.
Each of their attacks is at the beginning of the Great Dao of Evolution, the origin of the law, and the secret of opening the sky, becoming a terrifying battle of Tao.
Bo
Like a sword of heaven, Zhang Lin put his seals on his hands, and a brilliant rainbow burst out, cutting through the net of intertwined Taoist marks and snatching it to the front.
In the close duel, the scene of blood splattering, the Dao light flew out with his hands and sealed almost slashing half of the body of the ancestor king. Several pairs of divine wings were cut and fell down, and the divine feathers were flying, with blood stained.
Although this ancient ancestor king was injured, he was indeed very powerful. His huge claws broke through the Dao light and penetrated them violently, stabbed into Zhang Lin's shoulders, almost tearing off his arms.
The rotten blood rushed up and emitted a strange light. The terrifying claws of the ancient ancestor king were almost corroded and quickly retreated.
This is the duel between life and opposites, a battle song of life, interpreted with blood and bones, fight with body, and fight with Tao.
The ancestor king who can become the Gods Valley will not be a gentle person. If you are really crazy, it will be difficult for the world to find someone who can suppress it, like a demon roaring and crazy.
He was at a disadvantage in the duel with Zhang Lin and was unacceptable. He did not believe that this was under Wushi's seat. How could the human emperor survive until now?
Zheng!
A cold wind slashed, and Ye Fan rushed over again with a black sky spear in his hand, slashing down immediately, like a black lightning bolt, breaking open all obstacles.
Bo
The ancestor king opened his mouth and spit out a flower with seven petals, dazzling and beautiful pieces, clear and dazzling, resisting the black warrior.
boom!
Ye Fan's left hand fights and his fist slashed, and his right hand fist was like a dragon's head in a vast golden deep sea, breaking out of the sea, driving the surging golden blood and storming the head of the ancestor king.
Dong!
A dull sound came out, and the valley of Shenling was shaking violently. If it weren't for the innate formation pattern, it would have collapsed long ago.
This was a physical duel. The ancestor king's claws with flashing Taoist patterns flowed with blood, and then began to rag. First, the flesh and blood peeled off, and then the bones cracked.
puff!
In the end, the claws of the ancestor king did not block the golden blood that looked like the sea, and exploded, and the white broken bones and bright red blood flew up, which was shocking.
His body shines brightly, and the sound of the sky rumbles, and the traces of Tao rush up, like an ancient god singing, deafening.
Ye Fan retreated. He had no saint's gods, and he had no magic power of that level. This kind of ancient Taoist light and gods were unparalleled and fatal to him.
puff!
He rushed to the other side again, sweeping the iron sword in his hand. Who can stop the saint-level flesh shell?One sweep is a piece of it. No magic weapon, flying sword, or secret technique is useful, and one force can kill you!
Blood was dripping, broken bones were flying everywhere, and flesh was splattering. This was a terrible picture.
At the same time, the fifth generation of Origin Heavenly Master fought with this ancient ancestor king again, gaining the upper hand, and occasionally killing a string of demon blood, dyeing the earth red.
Ah……
Zhang Lin was crazy and had little life. At dawn, he would become a scattered ashes that would never exist.
boom!
The Divine Valley and the mountains in all directions were dyed with dragon energy, and all the ancient Taoist patterns in the source sky were presented, as bright as daytime, with patterns intertwined, covering the sky.
He was as if he was helped by God. Although he was covered in red hair and had a ferocious face, he flowed out of the breath of a god and was full of bright light.
Bang!
Six seals of forbidden immortals!
There is no divine source, nor no stone skin. With both hands, this mystery is evolved, and a hazy light is blooming and sweeping it out.
The ancient ancestor king had all the laws and endless divine powers, and he was sealed back, causing him to suffer backlash, and shouted and flew backwards.
Bang!
The fifth generation of Origin Heavenly Master stepped forward, kicked out in the air, almost kicked the ancestor king into pieces, flew high, blood flowing, and more than a dozen bones were broken.
In the cold night moon, on a lonely cliff in the distance, a beautiful man in white crossed the flute. The notes are as faint as crying, sad and beautiful as she is filled with tears. Her eyes are filled with tears, and she blew a song of heaven, her heart is like a knife twisted, and her heart is broken.
Yang Yi knew that this was her last night when she saw Zhang Lin, and she admired his glory that looked down on the world for the last time. After that night, everything would turn into smoke at dawn and would never meet again.
She looked at it foolishly, and the sound of the flute broke through the cold night sky and lingered around the entire battlefield, like crying and complaining.
In a trance, she seemed to have seen Zhang Lin, the heroic Zhang Lin ten thousand years ago. On the day he became the Origin Heavenly Master, all the holy lands came to congratulate him.
The gamble in the city of divine cities, the battle of ancient mines, the restricted area is determined to the sky, fighting against enemies in all directions alone, being heroic and proud, as if entering an unmanned land.
Everything became empty in a blink of an eye, and a generation of strangers in their later years became ominous and never became heroic again.
Now, he is old and ominous, half demon and half human, with red hair all over his body, but his proud blood is still there, and he has to do his last part to suppress the God Valley and give the human race a peace.
In the last battle, he will pass by the wind, this is the life of Master Juyuan!
Yang Yi's tears blurred her eyes, and the jade flute was standing beside her mouth, and she swallowed sorrowfully, echoing under the night sky, drifting to a faraway place.
Zhang Lincheng roared wildly, and his blood-colored hair flew. Although he was not as heroic and majestic as back then, but now he was only ugly, but he was still heroic.
The Origin Heaven Divine Art came to his hands, not only the Source Calcite Art, but also the Attack of the Saint Style, fighting against the Ancestral King, and absolutely being overwhelmed.
puff!
The valley was full of patterns and shining with each other. He became an immortal god in the center. He attacked half of the ancient ancestor king, almost shattered.
boom!
The ancient ancestor king roared, and all the wings behind him were shaking, ripples were shaking out, and the sound of the Tao was shaking, like thousands of troops galloping.
He fired a real fire and was suppressed. This was the first time in such a long time that he began to counterattack violently.
Bang!
Zhang Lin flipped his hands, and light flowed down between his fingers. He descended like a god, pressed down with his right hand, and the source of the Dao pattern appeared.
The ancient ancestor king was struck by lightning, and his hand covered with Taoist patterns had strange magic power like the right hand of a god, slapped him over and his body was cracking.
Ah… He couldn't help but scream, the divine wings behind him were shattering, the feathers were stained with blood, and the sky was floating.
boom!
Suddenly, the earth collapsed, and another ancient king finally took action and rushed out of the earth's veins. With the power of rebelling against the world, the world evolved into a world in his palm, and the thunder in it was chaotic, creating the world and destroying everything.
He wanted to kill Yuan Tianshi, a more powerful ancestor king, with infinite magic power, which changed Zhang Lin and Ye Fan.
This is an old ancestor king, with a hunchbacked figure and loose purple hair. There are forty-nine pairs of divine wings behind him, and dozens or hundreds of divine rings are shrouded.
He was skinny, but he was energetic, and his words were as sonorous as a bronze bell. He said: Are you from Zishan, is Zhang Lin under Wushi's seat?
Yes, Zhang Lin, under Wushi's seat, obeys the emperor's will, today, kill the Gods Valley and restore peace to the human race!Zhang Lin's words were rumbling.
Then, he turned around and said to Ye Fan: Time is precious, kill them.
Ye Fan nodded, waved his sword in his hand, and there were death gods everywhere. They were subordinates of the Immortal Emperor, and their flesh shells were terrifying and scary, destroying and killing all enemies.
Since ancient times, the first time human race has conquered the Gods Valley, but you have never returned. I see how you kill all directions!
The old ancestor king who appeared later roared, and the sound of the heavenly Daolun sounded, and the forty-nine teams of divine wings shook out one ancient character after another, suppressing the ten directions.
What can't be killed?Zhang Lin responded, his hands slowly strode and said: Today I will kill another ancient king in front of you!
Ah……
Suddenly, the injured Zu Wang screamed. He was controlled like a puppet and crossed the sky without being controlled.
He was covered with Source Heavenly Divine Patterns, densely packed, and cracked rapidly. He had already injected a series of source energy by the Source Heavenly Master in the battle just now and laid the Source Heavenly Patterns.
Ah……
He was screaming, struggling hard, but he couldn't move, as if he was being fixed in the void. Another even more terrifying ancestor king took action, but he was not saved.
Zhang Lin used the supreme source technique, as if he was using a knife to remove the source stone, gently slashing from the air. Blood flowers appeared on the body of the ancestor king and were disintegrated.
This is the world's unparalleled secret technique of the source Taoism. It has already planted the source Taoism mark on the enemy during the battle. At this time, it is like a rotten stone!
Ah……
With the last scream, the ancestor king's body collapsed and was broken into pieces.
Ye Fan followed up with one step, his golden fighting spirit was boiling, flooding the entire God Valley, and smashing the flying head with one punch.
On the distant cliff, Yang Yi couldn't help but feel her tears kept falling. Seeing Zhang Linxiong's heroic spirit as before, her heart was as shattered as a knife. Why did she have only one night of life?
I will never see you again... She swallowed sadly.
The sound of the flute was first like a complaint and crying, and then suddenly became louder and died in the battlefield, buried in the light of the sword. This is the hero's destination. There will always be a conclusion, she blew a battle song and was crying and saying goodbye.
At this time, the valley was shouting and killing, and there were swords and shadows everywhere. This was a tragic song of blood and life, and many people were killed to the madness.
Who would have thought that the ancient royal family would be attacked?They have always ruled the world, killed all directions, and looked down on the earth.
Now, in this cold night moon, such a group of death gods descended from the sky and killed their territory, exceeding expectations.
puff!
Blood was pouring, this was a blood-stained picture. Ye Fan waved the war spear in his hand, and blood splashed. A piece of ancient creatures was cut off in half, flying more than ten meters away, and a large area of dead bodies fell.
There is no words, no entanglement, there is only a fight between life and death, and the use of blood and bones to interpret a passionate battle song.
Ah... The fifth generation of the Origin Heavenly Master was like a demon, roaring to the sky, and at this time he was already crazy, with blood-colored hair all over his body, like an immortal red ape, confronting the Taoist movement with the ancestor king.
Under his feet, countless lines of origin and sky appeared, flashing terrifying light, lingering around it, spreading to all directions, and many ancient creatures collapsed.
At this moment, the immortal divine land in the God Spirit Valley became his source of power, and various dragon energy and source power gathered towards him like a hundred rivers entering the sea.
boom!
One punch hits the sky!
Zhang Lin's head was red and his hair was like a tide, dancing wildly, opening and closing, and attacking this ancient ancestor king did not look like a source of heaven, but rather like a fighting saint.
The torn arms of the ancient ancestor king had already regenerated. Dozens of pairs of wings were spread out behind him, and endless black demonic energy rushed up and roared forward.
This is a saint-level duel, with traces of the great way bursting out between their fists and palms, becoming a burst of burning Taoist light, with various wonderful sounds coming out.
Each of their attacks is at the beginning of the Great Dao of Evolution, the origin of the law, and the secret of opening the sky, becoming a terrifying battle of Tao.
Bo
Like a sword of heaven, Zhang Lin put his seals on his hands, and a brilliant rainbow burst out, cutting through the net of intertwined Taoist marks and snatching it to the front.
In the close duel, the scene of blood splattering, the Dao light flew out with his hands and sealed almost slashing half of the body of the ancestor king. Several pairs of divine wings were cut and fell down, and the divine feathers were flying, with blood stained.
Although this ancient ancestor king was injured, he was indeed very powerful. His huge claws broke through the Dao light and penetrated them violently, stabbed into Zhang Lin's shoulders, almost tearing off his arms.
The rotten blood rushed up and emitted a strange light. The terrifying claws of the ancient ancestor king were almost corroded and quickly retreated.
This is the duel between life and opposites, a battle song of life, interpreted with blood and bones, fight with body, and fight with Tao.
The ancestor king who can become the Gods Valley will not be a gentle person. If you are really crazy, it will be difficult for the world to find someone who can suppress it, like a demon roaring and crazy.
He was at a disadvantage in the duel with Zhang Lin and was unacceptable. He did not believe that this was under Wushi's seat. How could the human emperor survive until now?
Zheng!
A cold wind slashed, and Ye Fan rushed over again with a black sky spear in his hand, slashing down immediately, like a black lightning bolt, breaking open all obstacles.
Bo
The ancestor king opened his mouth and spit out a flower with seven petals, dazzling and beautiful pieces, clear and dazzling, resisting the black warrior.
boom!
Ye Fan's left hand fights and his fist slashed, and his right hand fist was like a dragon's head in a vast golden deep sea, breaking out of the sea, driving the surging golden blood and storming the head of the ancestor king.
Dong!
A dull sound came out, and the valley of Shenling was shaking violently. If it weren't for the innate formation pattern, it would have collapsed long ago.
This was a physical duel. The ancestor king's claws with flashing Taoist patterns flowed with blood, and then began to rag. First, the flesh and blood peeled off, and then the bones cracked.
puff!
In the end, the claws of the ancestor king did not block the golden blood that looked like the sea, and exploded, and the white broken bones and bright red blood flew up, which was shocking.
His body shines brightly, and the sound of the sky rumbles, and the traces of Tao rush up, like an ancient god singing, deafening.
Ye Fan retreated. He had no saint's gods, and he had no magic power of that level. This kind of ancient Taoist light and gods were unparalleled and fatal to him.
puff!
He rushed to the other side again, sweeping the iron sword in his hand. Who can stop the saint-level flesh shell?One sweep is a piece of it. No magic weapon, flying sword, or secret technique is useful, and one force can kill you!
Blood was dripping, broken bones were flying everywhere, and flesh was splattering. This was a terrible picture.
At the same time, the fifth generation of Origin Heavenly Master fought with this ancient ancestor king again, gaining the upper hand, and occasionally killing a string of demon blood, dyeing the earth red.
Ah……
Zhang Lin was crazy and had little life. At dawn, he would become a scattered ashes that would never exist.
boom!
The Divine Valley and the mountains in all directions were dyed with dragon energy, and all the ancient Taoist patterns in the source sky were presented, as bright as daytime, with patterns intertwined, covering the sky.
He was as if he was helped by God. Although he was covered in red hair and had a ferocious face, he flowed out of the breath of a god and was full of bright light.
Bang!
Six seals of forbidden immortals!
There is no divine source, nor no stone skin. With both hands, this mystery is evolved, and a hazy light is blooming and sweeping it out.
The ancient ancestor king had all the laws and endless divine powers, and he was sealed back, causing him to suffer backlash, and shouted and flew backwards.
Bang!
The fifth generation of Origin Heavenly Master stepped forward, kicked out in the air, almost kicked the ancestor king into pieces, flew high, blood flowing, and more than a dozen bones were broken.
In the cold night moon, on a lonely cliff in the distance, a beautiful man in white crossed the flute. The notes are as faint as crying, sad and beautiful as she is filled with tears. Her eyes are filled with tears, and she blew a song of heaven, her heart is like a knife twisted, and her heart is broken.
Yang Yi knew that this was her last night when she saw Zhang Lin, and she admired his glory that looked down on the world for the last time. After that night, everything would turn into smoke at dawn and would never meet again.
She looked at it foolishly, and the sound of the flute broke through the cold night sky and lingered around the entire battlefield, like crying and complaining.
In a trance, she seemed to have seen Zhang Lin, the heroic Zhang Lin ten thousand years ago. On the day he became the Origin Heavenly Master, all the holy lands came to congratulate him.
The gamble in the city of divine cities, the battle of ancient mines, the restricted area is determined to the sky, fighting against enemies in all directions alone, being heroic and proud, as if entering an unmanned land.
Everything became empty in a blink of an eye, and a generation of strangers in their later years became ominous and never became heroic again.
Now, he is old and ominous, half demon and half human, with red hair all over his body, but his proud blood is still there, and he has to do his last part to suppress the God Valley and give the human race a peace.
In the last battle, he will pass by the wind, this is the life of Master Juyuan!
Yang Yi's tears blurred her eyes, and the jade flute was standing beside her mouth, and she swallowed sorrowfully, echoing under the night sky, drifting to a faraway place.
Zhang Lincheng roared wildly, and his blood-colored hair flew. Although he was not as heroic and majestic as back then, but now he was only ugly, but he was still heroic.
The Origin Heaven Divine Art came to his hands, not only the Source Calcite Art, but also the Attack of the Saint Style, fighting against the Ancestral King, and absolutely being overwhelmed.
puff!
The valley was full of patterns and shining with each other. He became an immortal god in the center. He attacked half of the ancient ancestor king, almost shattered.
boom!
The ancient ancestor king roared, and all the wings behind him were shaking, ripples were shaking out, and the sound of the Tao was shaking, like thousands of troops galloping.
He fired a real fire and was suppressed. This was the first time in such a long time that he began to counterattack violently.
Bang!
Zhang Lin flipped his hands, and light flowed down between his fingers. He descended like a god, pressed down with his right hand, and the source of the Dao pattern appeared.
The ancient ancestor king was struck by lightning, and his hand covered with Taoist patterns had strange magic power like the right hand of a god, slapped him over and his body was cracking.
Ah… He couldn't help but scream, the divine wings behind him were shattering, the feathers were stained with blood, and the sky was floating.
boom!
Suddenly, the earth collapsed, and another ancient king finally took action and rushed out of the earth's veins. With the power of rebelling against the world, the world evolved into a world in his palm, and the thunder in it was chaotic, creating the world and destroying everything.
He wanted to kill Yuan Tianshi, a more powerful ancestor king, with infinite magic power, which changed Zhang Lin and Ye Fan.
This is an old ancestor king, with a hunchbacked figure and loose purple hair. There are forty-nine pairs of divine wings behind him, and dozens or hundreds of divine rings are shrouded.
He was skinny, but he was energetic, and his words were as sonorous as a bronze bell. He said: Are you from Zishan, is Zhang Lin under Wushi's seat?
Yes, Zhang Lin, under Wushi's seat, obeys the emperor's will, today, kill the Gods Valley and restore peace to the human race!Zhang Lin's words were rumbling.
Then, he turned around and said to Ye Fan: Time is precious, kill them.
Ye Fan nodded, waved his sword in his hand, and there were death gods everywhere. They were subordinates of the Immortal Emperor, and their flesh shells were terrifying and scary, destroying and killing all enemies.
Since ancient times, the first time human race has conquered the Gods Valley, but you have never returned. I see how you kill all directions!
The old ancestor king who appeared later roared, and the sound of the heavenly Daolun sounded, and the forty-nine teams of divine wings shook out one ancient character after another, suppressing the ten directions.
What can't be killed?Zhang Lin responded, his hands slowly strode and said: Today I will kill another ancient king in front of you!
Ah……
Suddenly, the injured Zu Wang screamed. He was controlled like a puppet and crossed the sky without being controlled.
He was covered with Source Heavenly Divine Patterns, densely packed, and cracked rapidly. He had already injected a series of source energy by the Source Heavenly Master in the battle just now and laid the Source Heavenly Patterns.
Ah……
He was screaming, struggling hard, but he couldn't move, as if he was being fixed in the void. Another even more terrifying ancestor king took action, but he was not saved.
Zhang Lin used the supreme source technique, as if he was using a knife to remove the source stone, gently slashing from the air. Blood flowers appeared on the body of the ancestor king and were disintegrated.
This is the world's unparalleled secret technique of the source Taoism. It has already planted the source Taoism mark on the enemy during the battle. At this time, it is like a rotten stone!
Ah……
With the last scream, the ancestor king's body collapsed and was broken into pieces.
Ye Fan followed up with one step, his golden fighting spirit was boiling, flooding the entire God Valley, and smashing the flying head with one punch.
On the distant cliff, Yang Yi couldn't help but feel her tears kept falling. Seeing Zhang Linxiong's heroic spirit as before, her heart was as shattered as a knife. Why did she have only one night of life?
I will never see you again... She swallowed sadly.
The sound of the flute was first like a complaint and crying, and then suddenly became louder and died in the battlefield, buried in the light of the sword. This is the hero's destination. There will always be a conclusion, she blew a battle song and was crying and saying goodbye.
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