Chapter 2392 3 Quasi-Gods

"Young man, stop it. Do you really want to be my enemy, Beichen? So what if you are an immortal infant? Our clan has an ancestor who has transformed into a god. Killing you is like killing a chicken." The old emperor Beichen roared, furious. , the pupils of his eyes shot out a terrifying divine light, and the strands of his hair stood on end and exploded, like a divine sword thrust into the sky.

"Hand over the spiritual roots of heaven and earth in Zhongtu and spare his life!" Ye Tian said with an indifferent expression. Not only did he not stop his hand, but he pressed his hand a little harder, so that a crackling sound came from the body of the eldest prince Beichen and his bones were broken. Broken tendons.

He originally planned to go to the Beichen Lord, but now that he has met the old Beichen Emperor, he saves himself a lot of trouble. Naturally, I will not miss this opportunity.

"I told you to stop first, do you hear me? If something happens to my son, I will kill all the living creatures on Saturn." The old emperor Beichen roared, his anger reached the extreme, the sound was like thunder, as if it was coming down from the nine heavens.

While speaking, he also stretched out a big hand and grabbed Ye Tian's chaotic golden light palm.

Even if he knew that Ye Tian had achieved immortality, as the master of a star field and a quasi-god-level old emperor, he would not be intimidated.

Like inflating, this big hand grew in size rapidly, and the infinite golden light was like the sun, illuminating the sky and the earth. The terrifying divine power increased steadily, surpassing the ordinary Nascent Soul by an unknown number of times, reaching a state that the world could hardly imagine.

Boom!

The giant palm is as big as a mountain, and the force of the palm is as if the sky is falling, and it is like the heaven-shaking seal sacrificed by the ancient god. It is simply terrifying to the extreme, and it wants to crush Ye Tian's golden palm of chaos.

"Is this the power of a quasi-god? It's really strong!"

Countless guests exclaimed.

The eighteen Nascent Soul guards who followed were also scattered around Ye Tian's body, and their Qi was connected with each other. Waves of majestic sea-like breath rushed out from each of them, gathered together, and condensed into When a tsunami-like air wave rose into the sky, a large hole was directly blasted out of the sky.

In the void, an ancient scroll appeared and spread out. Eighteen people worked together to create chaos and mist. Dao marks flickered and laws intertwined. A terrifying divine light rushed out from it, turning into knives, spears, swords, halberds, and so on. Various weapons and magic weapons came to suppress Ye Tian.

This is a powerful scroll magic weapon, which contains a divine array and is activated by the magic power of eighteen Nascent Souls. The mighty pressure was actually a bit more terrifying than the old quasi-god emperor.

"I understand, this is the scroll of the nine-turn magic weapon, a great killing weapon that the ancestor of Beichen God Transformation personally sacrificed. In the past, the Beichen royal family used it once to trap five peak Nascent Souls who did not listen to orders at the same time. All of them were refined and killed in them, obviously dyeing the sky red."

Among the guests, an old man recognized this magic weapon and murmured.

A magic weapon that could kill five peak Nascent Souls at the same time made everyone in the room feel horrified.

The eighteen Nascent Souls, coupled with the power of this scroll avenue magic weapon, are only stronger than the old emperor of the quasi-transformation god. It is equivalent to two quasi-transformation gods taking action against Ye Tian.

"Young friend Ye, today is the old man's 13,000th birthday. I hope I can sell him a favor. Quickly let go and talk to me if you have anything to say." The Demon Suppressing Ancestor said, feeling a little anxious.

If the eldest prince of Beichen died in the residence of his demon-suppressing family, and he stood by and watched the whole process, he would probably be angered by the Beichen royal family in the future.

He had heard that the ancestor of the Beichen royal family, the god-incarnation ancestor, valued this descendant who was separated by many generations the most, and had trained him carefully since he was a child.

The other big shots also thought of this and were ready to take action.

They had stopped before because they were not sure of victory.

The situation is different now. It is equivalent to having two more quasi-transformation gods out of thin air to help out. Together with the demon-suppressing ancestor, there are three quasi-transformation gods. And all their big shots, together with dozens of Nascent Souls, should be as powerful as two quasi-gods.

In this way, with all the power added up, there are five quasi-gods. How can they still be afraid of Ye Tian?

"Little evil boy, who hurt my sect's palace master and deposed my sect's young palace master? Kneel down and die!"

At this moment, an earth-shaking roar suddenly came from outside Zhenmo Mansion.

Boom!

The sky shook and the earth shook, and a murderous aura, like a rolling stormy sea, was also sweeping over.

The barrier formation under the door frame of Zhenmo Mansion was directly exploded, and a figure rushed in, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with great power, and its body was covered with golden light, like burning golden flames.

"I'm going. It's the Supreme Old Palace Master of the God's Palace who is here. He is also a quasi-god. He abdicated three thousand years ago to this palace master. He is only older than the Demon-Suppressing Ancestor."

The guests on the ground exclaimed, recognizing this invincible being.

You can see that this man has gray hair and a body as dry as a mummy, but his whole body is shrouded in endless golden light, and even his hair is dyed golden, giving people a sense of indestructibility and eternity.

This is the perfect divine king body, and ordinary Dao artifacts cannot compare with it.

"It's on the Sendai up there."

Some guests who were watching the excitement did not think it was a big deal and pointed towards the Thousand-Zhang Immortal Platform to point out the direction to the Supreme Master of the Divine King's Palace.

The old palace master Taishang first raised his eyes to look, and then stamped his feet violently, causing a huge crater with a radius of several hundred feet on the ground beneath his feet. He disappeared from the spot in an instant, soared upwards, and appeared on the Sendai at a speed faster than the human eye could react.

"Ancestor of Demon Suppression, my sect's palace master and young palace master were injured in your mansion, one is disabled and the other is crippled. You have to give me an explanation, otherwise don't blame me, the palace master, for turning against me." The Supreme Old Palace Master of the Divine King's Palace First he glared at the Demon Suppressing Ancestor, and then with a glance, he easily recognized Ye Tian, ​​who was in position C, as the culprit.

"It was you who hurt my sect's palace master and deposed my sect's young palace master?"

The eyes of the Supreme Old Palace Master of the Divine King's Palace were splitting. Although he asked Ye Tian a question, he did not give him time to answer. He took action directly. A perfect hand seal of the Divine King seemed to shake the heaven and earth, and the avenue roared. Like thunder, he hit Ye Tian head-on and face-first.

Hiss!

The third quasi-transformed god took action, and all the guests in the room held their breath and gasped.

However, Ye Tian remained unmoved, and the immortal infant's power continued to explode, 10%, 20%, 30%,..., and the aura on his body continued to rise.

Buzz!

Waves of chaotic golden light rushed out of his body and intertwined into a chaotic field outside him, resisting the attacks of several powerful men.

However, the person who took action was not an ordinary person, but a quasi-god, possessing the means to penetrate the heaven and earth. It was impossible to resist with only one field.

Click, click, click!

Almost as soon as the Chaos Realm took shape, it was shaken into cracks, like cracked porcelain, as if it would break in the next second.