Chapter 5872: The Power of the Ancestor! (Sixth Update)

This confrontation is not a confrontation of spiritual cultivation, but a confrontation of cause and effect luck!

Above the nine heavens, the vast land of the Holy Temple Heaven, the sacred glory blooms, dazzling, the luck accumulated by the Holy Temple for millions of years is simply overwhelming the world, covering the four directions, and no one can resist.

What Hong Xin summoned was just a phantom of the universe tree. The phantom alone naturally cannot compete with the great luck of the Holy Temple Heaven.

It can hold on until now, entirely relying on the borrowing and will of everyone.

But this will is obviously not able to compete with the great luck of the Holy Temple Heaven, and everyone is about to collapse.

Crack!

Finally, the starry sky shield unfolded by the universe tree was completely shattered.

Crash!

Then, the phantom of the universe tree, like a bubble, turned into a stream of light and dissipated.

This scene that finally came, made Hong Xin pale.

Lin Tianxiao's face also changed horribly, and he murmured, "Are we finally defeated?"

Hong Qishan sighed to the sky and said, "God wants to destroy our Hong family. It's a pity that I can't kill the Lord of Samsara with my own hands!"

Many powerful men from the three clans also changed color and trembled when they saw this huge change.

Only Emperor Shimohou in the whole audience had an indifferent look, as if he had already foreseen the defeat. Seeing the destruction of the sacred tree, he sat cross-legged and whispered Buddhist mantras in a low voice, as if he wanted to save himself. [6][9][s][h][u][x][.][c][o][m]

Swish, swish, swish!

In the sky, white light shot out from the Holy Hall of Heaven. Hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Kingdom warriors were lined up in the sky. The sacred light soared into the sky and the smoke and haze rolled.

"Strong wind! Strong wind!"

Many Heavenly Kingdom warriors waved their weapons and shouted loudly, showing their incomparable domineering majesty.

Situ Qingshui laughed wildly and said, "Kill them! Kill all the men, and take the women back to the Holy Temple to be slaves for generations!"

Situ Qingshui's eyes fell on Hong Xin's graceful figure. This woman came from the Supreme World. If anyone could kiss her and spend a good night with her, he would have great luck and endless benefits.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman is not something he can touch. He can only take her back and give her to the Lord of Judgment to enjoy.

A group of heavenly warriors rushed down madly.

And Situ Qingshui personally took action and captured Hong Xin's body.

At this time, Hong Qishan, Emperor Shi Mohou and others were almost exhausted of spiritual energy. In order to maintain the operation of the universe tree, everyone fell into a state of exhaustion.

Therefore, Situ Qingshui was unscrupulous and did not need to sacrifice to the Holy Temple Heaven. He could subdue everyone by force alone.

Hong Xin and others saw the glorious and sacred generals in the sky, beheading them, and all showed a look of despair.

The scene in the sky was very magnificent and vast. The mighty generals with bright holy light rushed down like the Supreme God of War, while Hong Xin and others, the elite of the three tribes, were like lambs to be slaughtered, without any resistance.

Between heaven and earth, the great spirit of the Holy Temple surged.

In the holy land of the Kingdom of Heaven above the nine heavens, countless people of the Kingdom of Heaven uttered a mighty prayer and chanted. It seemed that the epic chapter of the end of the world was played between heaven and earth, and everything was going to be destroyed.

Hong Xin looked at Situ Qingshui's fierce and greedy face, and her body trembled slightly. She knew that if she was caught, she would definitely be sent to the Holy Temple for humiliation, and her innocence would be lost.

"Hong family ancestors, I'm here to see you!"

Hong Xin bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and suddenly drew out the long sword and wiped it towards her neck.

She actually wanted to die, and she didn't want to be ruined by the Holy Hall.

"Ms. Hong, don't panic, we are back."

Hong Xin was about to commit suicide, but suddenly, a steady and powerful hand grabbed her hand and stopped her from committing suicide.

Hong Xin was startled and looked sideways, but saw a familiar young man's figure, breaking through the void and landing beside her. It was Ye Chen!

"You...you!"

Hong Xin looked at Ye Chen and felt like a dream.

At this time, Ye Chen's face was calm and calm, and his eyes were firm and cold, giving people a great sense of security, as if there was nothing in the world that Ye Chen couldn't solve.

Hong Xin couldn't help showing a trace of intoxication in her beautiful eyes, as if she saw the most unrestrained, unruly and most admired man in the world.

Tsk!

In the sky, Situ Qingshui's claws broke through the air and were grabbing towards Hong Xin's chest. When he saw Ye Chen suddenly appear, his expression changed drastically and he shouted, "It's you, kid!"

Ye Chen was not in a hurry. He hugged Hong Xin's slender waist and dodged sideways to avoid Situ Qingshui's attack.

"Master!"

At this time, Xiaoxuan, Mo Hanxi, Xumi Saint and others came from behind Ye Chen.

Xiaoxuan screamed and cried and rushed towards Hong Xin.

"You are back."

Hong Xin hugged her and was overjoyed.

Ye Chen and others finally came back, which means that things have turned around!

"I didn't expect you to dare to come back, die!"

Situ Qingshui snorted coldly and slapped Ye Chen with a palm.

Hong Qishan, Mo Hongji, Emperor Shi Mohou, Lin Tianxiao and others have all lost their fighting power. Situ Qingshui doesn't believe that he can turn the tables with just Ye Chen.

"Small Chonglou Palm, break it!"

Ye Chen shouted, and seeing Situ Qingshui's palm coming at him, he did not dodge, but turned his palm fiercely, performing the Small Chonglou Palm, and collided directly with it.

The violent palm wind burst out from Ye Chen's palm, and a phantom of a thousand-foot-high Chonglou suddenly appeared behind Ye Chen.

On the top of the building, there was a magnificent scene of a golden roc flying and surrounded by Buddhist flames.

Bang!

Ye Chen struck with his palm, and his palms collided with Situ Qingshui's.

In an instant, Situ Qingshui felt an indescribable vast palm power, rushing towards him like a tsunami.

Crack!

The bones of his right palm and right arm were shattered on the spot.

The fierce palm power was transmitted to his internal organs. He tried his best to resist it, but he couldn't resist it at all. His internal organs were immediately hit by a huge impact. He couldn't help but spurt blood from his mouth. His face was as white as gold paper in an instant, and he was already seriously injured.

Ye Chen's terrifying palm power shook the air and blew up a strong wind. The heavenly warriors around Situ Qingshui were shaken to death one by one, and their bodies exploded like fireworks in the air, turning into a bloody rain.

The remaining generals of the Heavenly Kingdom, feeling this terrifying palm wind, were all horrified and flew to high altitudes. Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Chen, all with great shock.

"This... This is, the Small Chonglou Palm!"

Situ Qingshui's face was full of horror, and he had already recognized Ye Chen's palm method.

This is the number one pseudo-divine technique, the Small Chonglou Palm. The palm power is so fierce that it has almost reached the extreme of martial arts. Although it is far inferior to the legendary real Daqian Chonglou Palm, a palm explosion also has the power to destroy the starry sky.

What's more terrifying is that Ye Chen's body is burning with the ancient essence and blood.

This breath carries the majestic Buddhist spirit of the Golden Peng Star Tree.