Chapter 1272: The Fall of the Sky Tyrant

After several years of training, Han Zilong has entered his prime, his divine body has been perfected, and there are few rivals in the world.

But after all, there are not only people of their generation in the world, there are also alien strongmen created by the Heavenly Dao. For example, this group of transcendents with endless lifespans.

Compared with this group of people, Han Zilong's foundation is still slightly insufficient, whether in various magic weapons or his own accumulation of the Great Dao.

What's more, he needs to face two ancient transcendents in front of him. The old ancestor of the Heavenly Wolf crushed Han Zilong's broken limb that was about to recover.

On the other side.

The battle between Ye Linchou and Yuan Zhi has reached a white-hot stage, and both sides are unwilling to give in. The Great Dao of Samsara spreads across the entire sky, twisting the space and directly cutting off the magical power that Yuan Zhi is about to release.

At the same time.

"Darkness is coming."

Ye Linchou whispered, and a sigh of a monster seemed to float between heaven and earth. As night fell, the faint voice was transmitted to Yuan Zhi's ears, and it was like a golden bell ringing in his mind.

His mind almost collapsed.

"Good trick."

Even Yuan Zhi couldn't help but admire it. After a pause, he smiled and said, "It's also a sound wave trick. How about my Nine Nether Tribulation Song?"

As soon as the words fell.

A sobbing flute sounded between heaven and earth, sad and sorrowful. In the silence, there was vicissitudes, as if it was a soul song played for the dead.

Leaving the living without a way out and the dead uneasy.

The sky was moved, making irregular tremors, the void began to boil violently, and the whole world seemed to be replaced by an invisible will.

In the void, a terrifying giant face appeared. His upper and lower teeth collided, and also transmitted a strange sound, which seemed to be an indispensable note in the Nine Nether Tribulation Song.

When the flute sounded, Lin Chou's hair stood up, and the uneasiness in his mind became stronger. He didn't dare to let Yuan Zhi continue and took the initiative.

However.

While he was flying, his chest suddenly exploded, and dry arms crawled out. These arms reached out from the depths of Lin Chou's wounds to the skin around him.

Each time, they could plunder a large amount of flesh and blood, and then retracted into Lin Chou's body. At the same time, a series of creepy chewing sounds came from his chest.

"Not good!"

This strange move made Lin Chou unable to respond in time. He could only temporarily close his five senses to prevent the weird music from interfering with his thinking.

But this was just a cover-up. He couldn't hear it, but the strange power of the Nine Nether Tribulation Song had spread throughout his body.

Bang!

Lin Chou's back exploded, and countless ghost hands stretched out, some even entangled together, desperately fighting for Lin Chou's flesh and blood.

"What a weird method!"

Lin Chou felt a little scared. At this moment, his chest and back were covered by countless arms, and he looked like a monster. Even if he used the power in his body, he couldn't kill these ghost hands at all.

"Nine Nether is a branch of Huangquan's power. The Great Way of Samsara may be able to restrain it." Lin Chou's mind moved, and he began to use the power of the Great Way of Samsara to suppress it.

But soon, he found that the Great Way of Reincarnation could not restrain the weirdness of the Nine Nether Tribulation Song.

"Once the Nine Nether Tribulation Song is released, no one in the world can compete with it. You are already very good to die under my famous imperial technique."

Yuan Zhi laughed loudly. He was very excited to kill a genius of the world who was like a demon.

"Really."

Lin Chou's sneer suddenly came from the side. He slowly opened his eyes, and the power of the Great Way of Destiny instantly swept through his body. When this strange power came out, the sound of the Nine Nether Tribulation Song suddenly broke, and Yuan Zhi reacted quickly and played the music.

However.

This time, the song not only contained the power of the Nine Nether Tribulation Song, but was also frightened by a deep and gloomy voice, like a morning bell and an evening drum.

In an instant, the rituals and music were broken, and the power of the Nine Nether Tribulation Song not only could not shake Lin Chou at all, but Yuan Zhi spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the sound of the song suddenly dissipated.

He had never expected that Lin Chou, on the basis of inheriting the Great Way of Reincarnation and the Great Way of Darkness, could comprehend the mystery of the Great Way of Destiny on his own.

With the power of destiny, Lin Chou was like the son of luck, and all favorable situations would stand on his side. The theory of luck is mysterious. In the competition between some top masters, luck can be said to be the most useless avenue, but sometimes, it is a weapon for turning the tables.

When the Great Way of Destiny is cultivated to the state of great success, if the luck is good enough, the magical power displayed by the cultivator can increase the attack power several times. Even if the luck is not so good, it is entirely possible to suddenly realize it during the battle.

Because of this, Lin Chou's speed of improving his cultivation is so amazing, leaving the Tianjiao of his generation far behind. Zhong Tiandi Qiyun is in one body. Such a person is unlikely to fall when encountering a strong opponent.

Yuan Zhi said nothing, breaking his Nine Nether Tribulation Song is nothing. As an old monster who has practiced for thousands and millions of years, he has many means.

The voice fell.

The two started fighting again, and the sky was full of dazzling imperial skills. It was as if there were two beasts from ancient times in the void, confronting each other.

The battle between the two sides also caused strange phenomena in the world, which was recorded by the Heavenly Dao. After several years, I don’t know which person who has passed the Emperor Tribulation will have to face such a projection of the Emperor Tribulation.

Lin Chou is indeed quite capable, and he is not called the first genius of this era for nothing. He attacked the cultivator of the Great Emperor level with the body of a half-emperor, and did not show any signs of defeat in a short time.

"Young man, you have not been exposed to cultivation for as long as I have.

Zero, you are far inferior to me in terms of means. "Yuan Zhi said lightly, pinching his hands to condense a brown prison.

The next moment.

Countless fairy lights bloomed in the prison, injuring Lin Chou. At the same time, Lin Chou summoned the vision of the Styx, picked up a Styx and slapped Yuan Zhi to fly out.

The two paused.

The Heavenly Wolf Patriarch came from a distance, holding a head in his hand, and threw it in front of Lin Chou without any emotion. The head rolled on the ground for several times and finally stopped at Lin Chou's feet.

It was Han Zilong's head.

At this moment.

Han Zilong's eyes were wide open, full of anger and unwillingness. But he had been killed by the Heavenly Wolf Patriarch and the other two, and his soul power was close to nothing.

It won't be long before he will die with the loss of life essence. A generation of sky domineering body is about to fall.

Lin Qiu looked around, and in the next battle, he needed to fight one against three. Not to mention winning, even escaping was a difficult task.

The joint attack of the three strongest people was not something he, a half-emperor, could contend with.

At this time.

Such a fierce chase also attracted the attention of many powerful people in the world. Countless eyes looked at the edge of the universe, and even the Daye Immortal Sect was the same, swept by a powerful divine sense.

They wanted to see why Jie Tianjun had not shown up, but in their exploration, Daye Immortal Sect no longer had Lin Lang's breath. Their divine sense swept through, and all the secrets of Daye Immortal Sect were revealed at a glance.

"It seems that Jie Tianjun is not here. It's a pity that these two new generation geniuses of Daye Immortal Sect are about to fall because of this battle."

Someone sighed in the void.

"The rise and fall will come. In recent years, the development of Daye Immortal Sect has become increasingly prosperous, and too many strong people have been born. It has already had the aura of the first sect in the universe. It is not surprising that it has caused disasters. "

"After these two half-emperors fall, it will be the turn of Daye Xianzong. I can't imagine what kind of expression Jie Tianjun will have when he returns and faces this scene."

There were whispers in the void, and more and more people unreservedly extended their spiritual consciousness to watch the scenes on the battlefield.

Most of these people are transcendents of the world. They have eternal and endless lifespans, and naturally they are always paying attention to the current situation of the powerful people in the universe.

"The good show is coming. "

In the void, a figure came without hesitation, and he just stood in the void in the distance. He did not interfere with the battle between the two sides, and the three transcendents from the edge of the universe did not disturb each other.

This person is one of the nine emperors in the past, and the Hongmeng transcendent of this era - Emperor Luotian.

The Dao fruit of both lives has reached the level of the great emperor. No one knows how strong Emperor Luotian's cultivation and combat power are now. Of course, few people dare to provoke him.

When Emperor Luotian's voice fell.

Under the gaze of everyone, an ancient star portal slowly emerged from the edge of the universe, on which there were several The unclear stars dotted the sky, which was extremely gorgeous.

At the same time.

An extremely terrifying teleportation force surged, and the starry sky was shattered. Even the people listed as transcendent around them could not help but change color when they sensed this power.

The starry sky gate was embedded, and Lin Lang stepped out of the starry sky gate and walked directly to the front of several powerful people who were besieging Lin Chou.

He looked at the secret realm in the distance calmly, his face gloomy, but he didn't say a word.

The three people including the Golden Saint naturally noticed Lin Lang and turned their heads together. Yuan Zhi suddenly smiled and said, "The famous Jie Tianjun, it's really difficult to see you."

"Since you know it's me, why don't you run away? "

Lin Lang glanced at him, his voice full of majesty, causing the void to resonate. Every word he uttered seemed like the truth of heaven and earth, making people afraid.

The old ancestor of Tianlang looked at each other, and the latter's cold eyes exuded a wisp of palpitating power. In a short period of time, even a strong man like the old ancestor of Tianlang lost his mind for a moment.

"What a terrible power."

There were sounds of gasps in the void. The last time they saw Lin Lang was when Hongmeng's opportunity came out. At that time, Jie Tianjun severely injured Chidi alone and became famous all over the world.

Now that nine Yuanhui have passed, they see this person again, and they find that the other party's cultivation realm has made them unable to grasp. Even though he has not made a move yet, the power he exudes makes them feel a little oppressive even though they are far away.

"Now he is even more difficult to see through. "Daozu spoke in a deep voice. The Saint of Creation also nodded solemnly. He had a premonition that if he confronted Lin Lang head-on, he would be the one who would die in the end.

Even with the spirit of a transcendent person, they could have such thoughts. It can be seen how much pressure Lin Lang brought to them!