Chapter 802: Ancestor Yan Luo, the Realm of the Wooden Scythe

"Boom!"

A black tower towered high above the vast land, but at this moment there was a rolling strong wind, whistling away in the distance.

In this violent strong wind, a huge black and white Dharma image waved its hand.

"Bang!"

In this moment, a surge of magic power whistled out from its palm, and countless raindrops whistled away in the wild wind.

In every drop of rain, it seemed that a world was constantly disappearing, mixed with the sweeping strong wind, and suddenly the sky in front of us suddenly had a storm.

The sky, which was originally hot and unbearable, also seemed to have ushered in a violent storm at this moment.

"Who is this person? He actually has such a strong magic power. Why have I never heard of him in the three domains before?"

This shocking scene made the face of Yan Luo, the ancestor of the Six Flame Sect, suddenly sank.

As his expression changed rapidly, he quickly cast a series of spells, which then turned into a palm and slapped the oncoming Wind and Rain Wolf.

"Bang!"

The huge palm was like a mountain, with six-colored magic fire lingering on it, like a volcano that pushed the world across, and directly met the wind and rain madness coming from the sky.

"Boom!"

In just a blink of an eye, the wind and rain madness in front of him was like a reef hitting the sea, splashing towards the two sides of the Six Flame Sky Palm in the water.

However, even though the Six Flame Sky Palm blocked the wind and rain madness that could be called a landslide and tsunami, there was not only no joy in the eyes of the Yanluo Patriarch, but his face became extremely solemn.

Although he did not know the origin of the person in front of him, the black and white Dharma golden body condensed by this person with great magical powers was extremely powerful.

It gave him the feeling that it was like when the Demon Lord Menglu had just ascended to the Tao and became a true demon.

Although the old ancestor Yanluo had defeated the Demon Lord Menglu several times before he achieved enlightenment, and even personally founded the Six Flame Sect, which was not inferior to the seven holy clans in the eyes of the outside world.

However, only he knew how much he envied the Demon Lord Menglu.

One day without becoming a true demon, one day is not considered to have truly stepped into the top of the seven holy clans.

Although everyone in the outside world said that the strength of the Six Flame Sect was not inferior to the seven holy clans, only the old ancestor Yanluo knew it.

If he had not had half of the blood of the Shura clan and showed an extremely proud talent, he would not have survived just by killing the elder enemy of the Shura clan that day.

After all, no one knew better than him how powerful the Shura clan, as the leader of the seven holy clans, was.

Even if he himself had not possessed the Shura bloodline and had not shown an arrogant posture, he would have been favored by the former great elder of the Shura clan.

Perhaps, when the Demon Lord Menglu achieved the true demon, it was the time when he was about to die.

Because of this, the old ancestor Yanluo has been in seclusion until now.

Not only is he waiting for the ancient demon ruins to be reopened, but he is also worried that once he leaves the Six Flames Sect, he will be ambushed by the Demon Lord Menglu.

Although the old ancestor Yanluo himself is not afraid, he is still a demon who has achieved the truth, even if he has a secret method to escape.

But after escaping, he will at least be seriously injured, and it is very likely that he will never have the confidence to achieve the truth again in this life.

This is why the old ancestor Yanluo is so shocked by the strength of the person in front of him.

Because he faintly felt the powerful blood of the Shura clan from this black and white golden body.

In addition, this person's condensed golden body seems to have the blood of several other holy clans.

The only thing missing seems to be the blood of the Blue Snow clan.

This is why the old ancestor Yanluo can be very sure that there is absolutely no such person in the three domains before.

Because, if you want to obtain the blood of the seven holy clans, it will never be so simple through normal channels.

The only possibility is that this person has been secretly hunting the members of the seven holy clans.

"The Nether Clan was closed earlier than the Blue Snow Clan, but this person has the blood of the Nether Clan.

Could it be that this person has some connection with the Nether Old Monster who once roamed in the Maple Forest Star Region before the opening of the Ancient Demon Ruins?"

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts poured into the mind of the Yanluo Patriarch.

"Break!"

At this moment, a low roar came from the front.

In this roar, the Yanluo Patriarch saw the black and white golden body of the Dharma, punching towards where he was.

With a punch, the vitality of the world suddenly became extremely chaotic, and even the space began to crackle.

Under this punch, there was a sharp cold air rushing in the face.

The cold air condensed into frost and turned into a vortex. In just a blink of an eye, it merged into the wild wind and rain, making it quickly turn into a frozen state.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

At the same time, the face of the old ancestor Yan Luo changed, and he saw that his six-flame palm, which could destroy mountains and stars, began to freeze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a blink of an eye, five of the six kinds of magic fire lingering on the six-flame palm had been extinguished.

"No, I can't resist him alone."

Seeing this scene, the old ancestor Yan Luo shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, don't panic!"

Almost at the moment when the old ancestor Yan Luo shouted loudly, the holy lord Jian Sheng shouted and suddenly offered a green scroll from his hand.

"Get up!"

Following the low shout of Lord Kamesheng, vines that looked like sickle blades roared out from the scroll.

These green vine sickle blades are boundless at a glance, like a forest of green trees, heading straight towards the Six Flames Tianluo Palm that gradually turns into ice.

"No, your magical power is too weak and won't have any effect at all."

Seeing this scene, Ancestor Yanluo not only showed no joy in his eyes, but instead shouted loudly.

"If you two use such superficial methods again, I will turn away immediately.

After all, this person possesses the original blood of the six saint clans, and he is coming for you at first glance. "

The reason why Ancestor Yanluo stayed here was because he had his own intentions.

Firstly, it was because this person's magical power made him extremely greedy.

Secondly, he wanted to use the essence and blood in this person's body to refine his own golden body.

When the time comes, with this golden body comparable to that of an immortal or demon, he will be fearless even if he faces the disaster of ascension.

It might even be possible to prove the true devil through this.

But the purpose is the purpose, if the Shengzun Shengzun and Su Wen of the Lanxue clan continue to fish in troubled waters like this, he will never risk his own life here.

"Roar!"

Almost at the moment when Patriarch Yanluo's words were heard, Holy Lord Jiansheng could not help but frown slightly.

Although he also had the idea of ​​​​letting Ancestor Yan Luo consume this person, he definitely did not want to watch the other person leave like this.

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Sheng Shengzun quickly firing out a series of spells.

Under the effect of this magic formula, the green vines roared out from the blue ancient scroll, and at this moment bursts of devouring power suddenly appeared.

In the midst of this devouring force, the sickle-bladed ivy all over the sky turned into giant blue pythons in mid-air.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As soon as these giant cyan pythons came to the Six Flame Tianluo Palm, which was about to be frozen, they bit fiercely.

"Crash!"

The next moment, green pythons began to appear frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Bang, bang, bang”

In just a moment, these green-edged giant pythons all shattered into pieces as they turned into ice sculptures.

However, before it shattered into slag, these frost-covered fragments were swallowed up by the giant cyan pythons that followed, and then bit into the Liuyan Tianluo Palm again.

After several rounds of calculations, blue and white giant pythons emitting ice flames passed directly over the Six Flame Tianluo Palm and rushed towards the golden body of the Holy Demon transformed by Xu Changxian.

"Kakakaka!"

During this process, even though these brand-new ice flame pythons were frozen again, they quickly regained their power of movement in the hard ice and went straight to the holy demon transformed by Xu Changxian. Go away with a golden body.

"The Mu Kama clan uses devouring as nourishment, and then absorbs its advantages through transformation after transformation, and then completely devours the original owner."

Seeing the strange and domineering magical power, Ancestor Yanluo had a very strong look of fear in his eyes.

Although the explosive power of the Mukama clan's magical powers is far inferior to that of the other major saint clans, they are extremely difficult to deal with.

If it were anyone else, Ancestor Yanluo would only say that the overall situation has been decided.

But the person in front of him also had the blood of the Mu Lian clan.

Although he may not have mastered all the magical powers of the Mu Lian clan, Ancestor Yan Luo had a premonition in his heart.

This attack may not be effective.

"Boom!"

Facing the giant ice flame python roaring from all directions, the golden body of the Holy Demon transformed by Xu Changxian didn't make too many moves, and just punched away.

With a violent roaring sound, the ice in the sky directly shattered into the sky at this moment.

Whether it was the ice flame snake python hidden in the ice, or the ice domain it had formed before, they were all shattered.

These broken ice turned into countless ice blades in mid-air, sweeping towards Ancestor Yan Luo, Ancestor Kam Sheng and Su Wen of the Lan Xue clan with a destructive and domineering intention.

"really!"

Seeing countless ice blades piercing through the Liuyan Tianluo palm in a short span of time, Yanluo Ancestor stretched out his hand and pointed towards his eyebrows.

"Hoo ho ho!"

In an instant, a burning feeling emerged from between his eyebrows, and looming fire blades began to appear in the sky around Ancestor Yanluo.

However, before Ancestor Yanluo could take action again, Ancestor Kamsheng took the lead and roared, slamming his hands on the blue ancient scroll in front of him.

Among the ice blades rolling back from the sky, the originally broken ice flame snake python was twisted in a burst, with an extremely green meaning rising up.

In this extremely green atmosphere, green grasses grew in the wind from the broken body of the Ice Flame Python, whizzing away towards the golden body of the Holy Demon transformed by Xu Changxian.

Before Xu Changxian could punch again, these green grasses formed a huge green canopy in the sky, trapping him firmly within it.

At the same time, a mysterious rune, gathering the power of many restrictions and laws, grew from the green sky.

Tree!

Towering trees emerged from the blue ancient scrolls in the spell of Holy Lord Kamisheng.

At the same time, the space above the green sky suddenly distorted, and towering trees crashed down and were planted on the green sky.

"ban!"

Seeing this scene, Lord Kamesheng waved his big hand, and countless towering trees gradually became transparent for a moment, with roots as complicated as spider webs, directly rooted in the green sky, heading towards Xu Changxian in the center.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Looking at the tree roots coming from the sky, Xu Changxian punched one after another.

A punch fell, and black and white energy surged out.

The black energy is violent and evil, and the white energy is strong and long. The two are intertwined together like the change of yin and yang.

Just one impact caused the roots of the oncoming trees to shatter one after another.

However, within the grass-colored sky, the broken tree roots recovered at an extremely fast speed and continued to spread.

Seeing this scene, the golden body of the Holy Demon transformed by Xu Changxian suddenly clasped his hands together.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the black and white energy merged into one, forming a huge light curtain, protecting the golden body of the Holy Demon transformed by Xu Changxian.

No matter how the tree roots erode from the grass-colored sky, there will never be any damage.

Seeing this scene, Holy Lord Kamsheng frowned.

"No, this person has the blood of my Muyan clan, if I can't break through this person's defense in a short time.

With this weird golden body of this person, it is very likely that he will break through the seal again after adapting to my magical power. "

As he said these words, Holy Lord Jiansheng couldn't help but look at Ancestor Yanluo and Su Wen of the Lanxue clan.

Although I hate to admit it.

However, with his own power, he could only seal this person for a while, and could not trap him for a long time.

If this person is trapped within the time, they will not be able to find a way to defeat the enemy.

final result

It is very likely that the three of them have fallen into a dangerous situation.

Or, they leave here before this person is completely out of trouble.

Just when he thought of this, there was a strong feeling of unwillingness and anger in the heart of Shengzun Yan Sheng.

In his opinion, this strange monk with the bloodline of the six holy clans most likely killed the Muyan clan members who came with him.

For the rest, although Shengsheng Shengzun is very sad, he will not choose to fight head-on when he knows that he is invincible.

But if one of these tribesmen is the Holy Lord Lianchen, that is another matter.

Although Holy Lord Jianchen is not his nephew, he is the most valued direct disciple of Holy Lord Jiansheng.

Even for this reason, before Holy Lord Kamchen had entered the realm of Mahayana, Holy Lord Kamisheng, as the great elder of the Mu Kam clan, gave him his name.

"According to the agreement, Lian Chen should have been here a long time ago, but he hasn't shown up yet. He was probably killed by this person."

Thinking of this, Holy Lord Yan Sheng felt a monstrous murderous intention in his heart that could not be contained.

"This man must die, must!"