Chapter 1873 I Will Stop Talking Nonsense
"What do you say so much nonsense, you really have the means to destroy me, so use your means! Don't forget, Mingfeng is still in my hands!"
Inside the Fentian God Ship, the voice of the Fentian God Clan patriarch's voice sounded again!
"..."
On the side of Houtu Imperial City, the creatures of Netherland had calm faces. They knew very well that they had no control over the current situation and could only watch from afar!
"Your name is Fu Yi, right? I don't know if you know Fu Yi."
Chen Zheng smiled, and casually made a move towards Houtu Imperial City. The skinny old man Fu Yi who was originally in front of Houtu Holy Palace suddenly appeared beside Chen Zheng!
Um?
this old man?
Isn't this old man the grandfather of the reincarnation of Mingyue Immortal Venerable!
Could it be related to the Burning God Clan!
its not right!
This old man is from Jiuli Mansion!
The cultivation level doesn't even reach the Heavenly Emperor Realm!
How could it be someone from the Fentian God Clan!
No matter how weak an adult man of the Fentian God Clan is, he still has the Heavenly Emperor Realm!
What's more!
If this old man is a member of the Fentian God Clan!
It is impossible for Mrs. Mi of the Fentian God Clan not to recognize the old man!
for a while!
The creatures in Houtu Imperial City are full of doubts!
"Fu...Old Mr. Yi, who has stayed in Jiuli Mansion for hundreds of years, was not even a Daoist before. He only became a Daoist in the past few days. He should not be a member of the Burning God Clan. ...Besides, if you are really a member of the Fentian God Clan, it is impossible not to have a little bit of the Fentian God Clan's aura..."
On Xingcha, the master of Jiuli Palace showed a thoughtful look.
"Before, Mrs. Mi appeared after the reincarnation of Mingyue Immortal Venerable fell asleep. As soon as she appeared, she offered the reincarnation of Mingyue Immortal Venerable.
Will there be anything involved..."
Fu Chan thought of what happened before, and also showed a thoughtful look.
"No need to guess, the master has decrypted it."
Dao Devourer said casually.
ah?
The master of Jiuli Palace waited for his spiritual sense to look over, and just saw Chen Zheng swipe at the skinny old man who seemed a little nervous. After this swipe, the old man directly became another person!
Although the cultivation base has not changed much, but the breath has changed, and there is an extra brand of the Great Way of Fire on his forehead!
Burning God Clan!
This is the brand of the Burning God Clan!
"..." The strongman of the Fentian God Clan was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes widened in disbelief at the moment: "The former... former patriarch, you... you are still alive!"
What!
Former Patriarch!
The skinny old man turned out to be the former patriarch of the Fentian God Clan!
What's the situation!
Here in Houtu Imperial City!
All the creatures are confused!
"I...I don't know...I have forgotten a lot, I don't even know about the Burning God Clan..."
The old man shook his head for a while, showing confusion at the moment, his aura was soaring, one second he was at the level of a Taoist monarch, the next second he was already an ancestor, and the next second a Taoist pagoda appeared above his head, one level after another, a few blinks of time passed , the Nine-Layered Dao Pagoda was condensed above his head!
Fuck!
The creatures of Houtuhuang City stared wide-eyed!
The Nine Layers Pagoda!
The reincarnated grandfather of Immortal Ming Yue turned out to be the Dao Patriarch of the Ninth Realm of Immortality!
But!
why!
Nothing showed up before!
now!
There is no sound in the Burning God Ship!
It seems that the people of the Fentian God Clan were also dumbfounded!
"Hundreds of years ago...the ancestor was defeated and his body was destroyed. The will of the ancestor said that you died in the land of Taiyin to save him. Then we, the Burning God Clan, escaped from the Taixu and wandered outside the Great Thousand World. Just entered the Netherland! This... the former patriarch..."
The powerhouse of the Fentian God Clan lowered his voice and spoke again, recalling the past of the Fentian God Clan!
"I... have no impression..."
The skinny old man Fu Yi still shook his head.
"..."
The strong man of the Fentian God Clan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he could only look at Chen Zheng. He knew that this was definitely not a cover-up at the moment, the former patriarch was not conjured out of thin air, this was definitely the former patriarch, it seemed that the current patriarch, the great elder and the will of the ancestors were hiding something from the clansmen.
"People from the Fentian God Clan can understand this battle."
Chen Zheng smiled faintly, and pointed at the wooden staff held in the hand of the skinny old man. The ordinary wooden staff suddenly lit up with flames, and suddenly burned, and when the outer layer was burnt out, the wooden staff turned into a Root red flame battle!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Brilliant fire power!
There is a tendency to burn the sky!
"Heavenly Fire Divine Stove, this is another sacred object of our clan, even older than the Burning Sun! Although the divine power is not as powerful as the Burning Sun, it is older and more symbolic!"
The powerhouse of the Burning God Clan exclaimed!
Wow!
Sudden!
A big hand was stretched out from the Burning God Ship!
The big hand is just grabbing the magic weapon in the skinny old man's hand!
This is!
This is to snatch the battle of God!
"this!"
Seeing this scene, the strong man of the Fentian God Clan was stunned for a moment. He knew who the person who made the move was the Great Elder!
only!
Why did the Great Elder suddenly make a move to snatch the former patriarch's Heavenly Fire Battle!
The skinny old man didn't seem to have fully recovered. At this moment, he didn't have any intention to stop the big hand from grabbing it. Chen Zheng shook his head lightly, and just raised his hand at random. Then he heard a sword cry, and a ghostly sword shadow emerged!
Zheng!
A face to face!
The big hand that was grabbing towards the skinny old man was cut off!
boom!
A giant hand fell on the land of Netherland!
Soak in the blood of God!
A big pit was eroded in an instant!
"..."
Seeing this scene, the souls of the Underworld were shocked. The Lord of Jiuli Palace, Fu Chan and others in Houtuhuang City showed excitement at this moment!
today!
I saw another method of the holy master!
sword!
Sword skills!
It turns out that the holy master is still a sword repairman!
and!
This sword skill seems to be stronger than the supernatural powers that have been used before!
because!
That big hand that fell on the land of Netherland!
A divine mark appeared!
And the imprint of the divine pattern is the overlord divine pattern!
So be sure!
That big hand belongs to the creature that condensed the overlord's divine pattern!
Not an illusion!
It's the hand of the deity!
Burn the inside of the God Ship!
A half-step era overlord of the Fentian God Clan was chopped off by the sword of the Saint Master!
Guess from this!
A saint can kill the overlord of the half-step era!
Fuck!
This is too scary!
"..."
The strong man of the Fentian God Clan's throat twitched. He was extremely shocked at this moment, and only then did he realize that the young man in front of him could have beheaded himself a long time ago. The reason why he didn't behead himself was probably because of the former patriarch!
"You! You! Who are you!"
Inside the Fentian Divine Ship, a low roar sounded. This was not the voice of the Patriarch of the Fentian Divine Clan, but the voice of an old man!
"It doesn't matter who I am. If you don't tell the truth, I won't be bothered to talk nonsense."
Chen Zheng smiled, and with a casual touch, the Nether Sword Shadow soared into the sky!
Stab it!
Just hear the terrible tearing sound!
The huge Burning God Ship above was pierced in one fell swoop!
moment!
Blood splash!
Crash!
Immediately afterwards!
The Fentian Divine Ship split in two from the middle!
Plop!
Plop!
The Burning God Ship split open!
Two figures fell from it!
Like two fireballs, they fell on the land of the underworld below!
hiss!
The creatures of the Netherland only took a look with their divine sense, and their pupils shrank sharply one by one. They only felt an indescribable chill, because the two figures that fell to the ground seemed to have been killed by the original spirit. The figure has divine lines between its brows!
Although only half way!
But that's the real overlord divine pattern!
That is to say!
The holy master beheaded the strongest two of the Fentian God Clan with a single sword strike!