"It's not rude to come and go. If you attack me twice, then you will also attack me."
Lin Chen drew out his sword, and with one move, the eighth level of the Nine Heavens Birth and Extinction swordsmanship, he slashed towards the ancestor of the Ziwu God.
Phew!
?You Longjian slashed in the air, and immediately set off a mass of murderous aura. The sound of sword chanting and shouts of killing continued, and a terrifying scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerged.
"Boy, do you dare to attack me?"
Surprised and angry, Ziwu God Patriarch felt provoked by Lin Chen, and said fiercely, "If that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude."
He saw how powerful Lin Chen was, so he stopped holding back his hands, raised his hands, gathered the power of the ancestors in his dantian, and hit Lin Chen hard.
Buzz!
I saw purple energy rushing up from the body of the Ziwu God Ancestor, from bottom to top, one layer connected to another layer, a total of seven layers, like a purple palace, emitting terrible power.
"Zi Luo Tian Wu Jue?"
The disciples inside and outside the mountain gate just came to their senses when they saw the purple palace.
In a thousandth of an instant, only Lin Chen and the four Tianle standing behind him were left in front of the mountain gate.
The four of Tianle looked up at the purple palace, suddenly felt small, the pressure doubled, and they were shocked: "What kind of magic is this, the breath is so powerful?"
The genius in red said with a look of contempt: "I have no experience, let me tell you, what brother Ziwu is currently performing, even the elementary magic of the universe, is the Ziluo Tianwu Jue."
Disciple Malian also said at this time: "This is the seventh layer of Ziluo Tianwu Jue. The title of Ziwu Senior Brother comes from this. He used this method to defeat several five-path gods."
"Zhou-level elementary magic?"
"Zi Luo Tian Wu Jue?"
"Defeat several Five Path God Patriarchs?"
When the four of Tianle heard this information, their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly shouted at Lin Chen: "Boss, be careful."
Lin Chen looked at the purple palace, his face changed slightly, and he said: "Is this the first-level divine method of the Zhou level? No, the Nine Heavens Birth and Death Sword Dao can't resist it."
The ancestor of the Ziwu God was full of vigor, and said with a proud face: "Boy, just look at how I cracked your Hong-level high-level swordsmanship, break it for me."
The seventh layer of purple energy fell with his triumphant sound, and with a bang, it broke the killing sword energy and pressed it on the Youlong sword.
The Youlong Sword lost its light, clanked and crumbled, which made Lin Chen feel a tingling pain in his mental strength, and hurriedly shouted: "Come back."
Phew!
You Longjian flew back to his hand like a swallow returning to its nest.
Seeing this, the Ziwu God Ancestor smiled proudly: "Haha, boy, don't you tell me to take your move? Is that all? Isn't it too weak?"
Lin Chen heard the words and said: "You are right, you are indeed weaker than I expected."
The ancestor of the Ziwu God laughed angrily: "I admire your courage and courage. I cracked your swordsmanship, and you still dare to laugh at me. Unfortunately, your courage and courage are just like your swordsmanship in front of me. Vulnerable."
After saying this, he pressed down with both hands, and the seven layers of purple energy moved accordingly, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, suppressing Lin Chen below.
The space around Lin Chen immediately cracked, the air exploded and turned into a vacuum, replaced by purple air, hitting Lin Chen mercilessly, his hair fluttering, and his clothes rattling.
"Chop!"
Lin Chen raised his head and looked up, and swung the Dragon Sword with a calm expression. Immediately, the sword energy shot up into the sky, and majestic sword light, chaos energy and light rushed up.
In the next moment, the Hunyuan Shengtian Sword appeared, and with a swipe, it evolved into the Qiankun Sword Domain, bursting out with thousands of beams of sword light. 强牺 zongyiwx.com 读牺
"open!"
Lin Chen gave a soft drink, and the Qiankun Sword Field unfolded from left to right, engulfing the suppressed seven layers of purple energy from bottom to top, and enveloped it.
Various kendo visions, such as Jianshan, Jianchi, and Jianzhu, hit the seventh layer of purple energy one after another, and there were endless bangs immediately.
Seeing this, the ancestor of Ziwu frowned, and said in a surprised tone: "A Hong-level high-level swordsmanship that contains the power of chaos?"
After saying this, he suddenly shook his head and said: "No, even if this type of swordsmanship is stronger than other divine arts of the same level, it is impossible to be so powerful."
The ancestor of the Ziwu God looked at Lin Chen in amazement, and secretly called a monster, but said confidently on the surface: "Boy, you can't resist it, because I haven't tried my best yet."
Before the words fell, a strong breath, from?? burst out of the body.
At the same time, he demonstrated the fourth level of peak void divine way, the fourth level of holy way of battle, and the third level of holy way of wind.
? As far as the comprehension of the holy way is concerned, the ancestor of Ziwu God does have the capital of pride.
In terms of strength, he is no less than twice as powerful as Lord Kuangtian and Lord Lanshan, who are also the ancestors of the four gods, and is close to the level of the ancestor Wuhe.
Looking at the Ziwu God Patriarch lingering in the purple energy, Lin Chen's eyes flashed, and he murmured: "I'll use you to verify the power of the third level of the Tiangang Sword Formation."
In the next moment, Lin Chen swung the dragon sword, criss-crossing left and right, and with the sound of sword chant, thirty-six sword auras emerged when the stars were filled.
This is the thirty-six sword qi of Tiangang, arranged according to the positions of the thirty-six stars of Tiangang, forming a sword array of Tiangang, and blasting towards the seven layers of purple energy with a bang.
Under the full-strength attack of the ancestor of Ziwu God, the seven layers of purple energy are stronger than before, and the power is brilliant. The purple energy penetrates the sky, shining purple light on the mountain gate.
The red-clothed genius and the horse-faced disciple who retreated to the mountain gate were all shocked, and said in awe: "Senior brother Ziwu is so strong."
However, seeing Lin Chen displaying the Tiangang sword array, the genius in red and the others were also taken aback, and said in a trembling voice: "This, is this the first-level divine method of the Zhou level?"
Originally, they all thought that Lin Chen would definitely be defeated, but now they couldn't help but waver in this idea, and they became suspicious: "Can Senior Brother Ziwu defeat him?"
"Elementary Zhou-level swordsmanship? Haha, you have only just glimpsed the way, and you dare to use it to embarrass others. Isn't it ridiculous?"
The ancestor of Ziwu God was startled, and immediately laughed loudly, carrying purple energy all over the sky, waved his hands, and pushed the seven layers of purple energy.
Boom!
The seven layers of purple energy bombarded out, forming a purple energy light wave with a diameter of ten thousand zhang, which broke the Tiangang sword formation, and the thirty-six sword energy shattered one by one.
"Defeat me."
The ancestor of the Ziwu God soared into the sky, stood upside down, clapped his hands on the seven layers of purple energy, and ruthlessly suppressed Lin Chen below.
Buzz!
Lin Chen's eyes shined on the sword, and the way of the sword, the stars and the holy way of space burst out, and there were thousands of rainbows. With the wave of the Youlong sword, the Tiangang sword array reappeared.
Thirty-six paths of Tiangang sword qi, headed by Tiankui sword qi, collide with the seven layers of purple qi from bottom to top like a mountain of stars.
Boom!
Following a loud noise, a massive amount of purple air, sword light, and star light spread out, rushing into a beam of light that spanned thousands of feet, breaking through the void.
The sound of sword chanting was loud, high-pitched into the clouds, hitting the purple energy, and with a bang, the first layer of purple energy collapsed, followed by the second layer and the third layer
"How can it be?"
The ancestor of the Ziwu God lost his voice in horror, and tried his best to stabilize the Ziqi, but he still couldn't prevent the Ziqi from collapsing.
In the next moment, the sky was full of stars and sword lights, submerging his Ziwu God Ancestor, he was rushed into the sky like a sandbag, and then fell down like a kite with a broken string.
Boom!
The ground in front of the mountain gate vibrated, the purple air filled the air, and the dust and smoke billowed. After slowly dissipating, a large pit with a diameter of thousands of feet emerged.
The ancestor of the Ziwu God lay in ragged clothes, his hair was messed up, his face was pale, his hands were covering his chest, and he was coughing in pain.
I saw a sword hole in his chest, which had been pierced impressively, and purple qi and blood flowed, making his aura weaker and weaker. make big make owl