Chapter 1097: The First Ancestral Witch Overlord

Yang Beiming quickly rushed towards Qiang Liang with the Eternal Divine Sword. His speed was so fast.

Fuxi and Patriarch Bodhi quickly stood in front of Qiang Liang, and Fuxi spread his hands and took out the Hetu Luoshu.

Hetu and Luoshu are two pieces, divided into Hetu and Luoshu. Both of them emit strong light, like two groups of light. Together they are also a chaotic spiritual treasure, which is extremely powerful.

This is Fuxi's biggest support. Even if Yang Beiming has the Eternal Divine Sword, he is not afraid.

"Chaos Spiritual Treasure!"

Yang Beiming's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect that Fuxi also had a Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

The universe is so big, but there are so few Chaos Spiritual Treasures. Yang Beiming rarely encounters enemies who control Chaos Spiritual Treasures.

Of course, you won't be afraid even if you meet him.

the reason is simple.

Because his name is Yang Beiming.

In the midst of lightning and flint, Yang Beiming came to Fuxi and slashed out with his sword.

Even though Fuxi had strength beyond the perfection of the Holy Realm, he was still shocked by the speed of his sword swing.

"This person is so strong..."

Fuxi thought with trepidation that Hetu Luoshu quickly stood in front of him and took a solid blow from Yang Beiming.

when--

The terrifying loud noise shook the starry sky, and countless creatures were stunned.

The crazy kid's eyes were so wide open that he exclaimed, "Damn it! Two Chaos Spiritual Treasures!"

Wow——

His exclamation immediately caused an uproar among all living beings.

Chaos spirit treasure?

The creatures had only heard of it in legends, but never thought that Chaos Spiritual Treasures really existed.

Di Tianwu clenched his fists and his eyes turned red.

Even if he is trained by the God Emperor, he does not have a Chaos Spiritual Treasure. With a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, his combat power will definitely leap forward.

But besides the major cosmic overlords, who is qualified to control the Chaos Spiritual Treasure?

"Chaos Spiritual Treasure...obediently...so generous..."

Mo Xuanzi sighed, making up his mind to follow Qin Jun.

He thought Fuxi's Hetu Luoshu was a gift from Qin Jun.

"Hetu Luoshu..."

Bai Ze stood at the city gate with a complicated look on his face.

Yingzhao and Liujinwu behind him were even more trembling.

Isn't this Di Jun's companion magic weapon?

Rumble——

The sword energy turned into waves, surging in all directions with Fuxi and others as the center. It stretched for tens of millions of miles and was still expanding. The picture was very visually shocking.

Fuxi strained his arms and gritted his teeth to resist.

Patriarch Bodhi raised his hand and poured magic power into Fuxi's body to help him resist Yang Beiming's Eternal Divine Sword.

Qiang Liang and Luo Shixin looked at each other, and they quickly disappeared and appeared behind Yang Beiming, intending to attack Yang Beiming in a sneak attack and penetrate Yang Beiming's back.

However, Yang Beiming's swordsmanship reaches the sky, and his sword will move according to his heart.

Before the two of them could touch him, an invisible sword intent appeared out of thin air and flew them away like a strong wind.

"My sword moves forward indomitably!"

Yang Beiming shouted in a deep voice, his eyes filled with coldness, like the blade of a sword shining with cold light.

The next second, his right arm shook. Fuxi and Patriarch Bodhi's expressions changed drastically, and they were thrown away.

The four sages and sword gods couldn't do anything to him!

Yang Beiming quickly turned around and killed Qiang Liang.

Wei Yue is like his son, and he has a mortal hatred for killing his son.

He must retaliate!

With long gray hair dancing wildly, Yang Beiming quickly came under Qiang Liang with his sword in hand. The two faces were less than ten centimeters apart. Qiang Liang's pupils shrank and he felt a wave of terror in his heart.

"This guy……"

Qiang Liang was shocked and angry. After the battle actually started, Yang Beiming was completely different.

Those eyes are so cold that your soul feels like it's in a cold cellar.

That ghostly speed has surpassed the definition of speed.

Yang Beiming quickly drew his sword, and with a pop, before Qiang Liang had time to defend himself, the sword struck his thigh, blood spattered, and white bones could be seen along the blade.

"you dare!"

Luo Shixin held up the Qilin Overlord Spear and struck it angrily.

Although Yang Beiming was not in a hurry to kill Qiang Liang, he actually sheathed his sword, otherwise he could have taken off one of Qiang Liang's legs with one strike.

He easily dodged Luo Shixin's Qilin Overlord Spear, turned around and slashed with his sword.

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart makes one's scalp numb!

A long and hideous wound was cut on Luo Shixin's back.

call out--

At this moment, a white torrent came over, and it turned out to be the white hair of Patriarch Bodhi's fly whisk.

Unfortunately, this move has no effect on Yang Beiming.

Yang Beiming's whole body was entangled by the invisible sword intention. As soon as the white hair came close to him, it was crushed and turned into fly ash.

Fuxi also came back from the kill, with He Tu in his left hand and Luoshu in his right, two worlds like the palm of his hand, with the sound of hunting in black robes as he came towards him to kill.

The speed of the five manifest saints was so fast, they started fighting angrily, and their bodies were so fast that no living thing could catch them with their eyes.

All he could see was that the starry sky in front of him exploded one after another, and one planet after another was affected. Countless shock waves stirred up spiritual energy, like waves in a storm, one after another.

at the same time.

Qin Jun is coming from Great Qin Tiancheng. Although he is Taiyi Xuanxian, Qinxian Realm is too big and he cannot fly out of Qinxian Realm for a while.

Even before he reached the front line, he could already hear the deafening roar.

"I didn't expect Yang Beiming to be so difficult to deal with..."

Qin Jun's face was ashen, couldn't the four sages defeat Yang Beiming?

You must know that Fuxi is still in the holy realm!

It seems that a ruthless character must be summoned!

"Zulong! Dijun! Dijiang..."

Qin Jun began to get entangled. These three were the strongest people from the Dragon Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Witch Clan. Who should he call to save the situation?

He couldn't wait until one of the four Fuxi people was seriously injured before summoning him.

That's all!

Just him!

"System! Specially summon Dijiang in peak state! Restore past life memories!"

Qin Jun roared in his heart. He didn't believe that with Dijiang, he couldn't turn Yang Beiming over!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning Dijiang!"

"Call up Dijiang's attribute list!"

Qin Jun hurriedly ordered.

As the strongest of the witch clan, Dijiang's cultivation must be good.

"Dijiang, from myths and legends!"

"Identity: Ancestral witch! God of space!"

"Cultivation: Perfection of the holy realm!"

"Skills: Prove the way with force!"

"Magic power: Ancestral witch's true body! Space mystery! Shatter the starry sky!"

"Special attribute: Ancestral witch's first tyrant (the evil spirit suppresses the enemy in battle, and the evil spirit becomes stronger with each additional ancestor witch around)!"

"Loyalty: 61 (full value 100)!"

Ancestral witch's first tyrant!

Qin Jun noticed this special attribute. The more ancestor witches around, the stronger Dijiang?

Tsk tsk, this special attribute is a bit like cheating.

Just as he had summoned Qiang Liang in advance, he could not help but look forward to Di Jiang's performance.

Boom——

Yang Beiming swung a sword with a sword energy that was billions of miles long, sweeping everything, and even Fuxi was blown back.

Fuxi had the River Map and Luo Shu, but Bodhi Patriarch, Qiang Liang and Luo Shixin did not, and the three of them were blown back and vomited blood.

The Eternal Sword was entangled by countless sword intentions, like a tornado surrounding the blade, scraping Yang Beiming's messy hair to cover his face, revealing a pair of extremely cold eyes.

"You are not my opponent, if you want to die, don't blame me!"

Yang Beiming said coldly, and he couldn't restrain his murderous intent when he thought of Wei Yue.

That was his favorite disciple, brought up from infancy, like his own son.

The third update!