Chapter 1158

That style and temperament make everyone's complexion change.

The old sage of the ancient pot and the ghost sanctuary, with contempt in the eyes, the two in front of the eyes, how to say, is just the monk of the God of God.

"Shock the tree."

The old sacred priests in the ancient pot and the ghostly sacred place slowly spoke, and the disdain on his face showed disdain.

All the tennis circles of the world were sweating for Lin Yue. Because of Lin Yue's strength, it showed, but it was just the pinnacle of the God of God. It was impossible to defeat the ancestor monk. It was impossible.

This is simply retrograde.

But now in the face of the ancestors, only Lu Zu and Lin Yue can stand out.

Lu Zu holds Bai Xiaoli's no -inner, and may be able to end the battle quickly.

What Lin Yue wants to do is to resist the old sanctuary of the ancient pot sacred land.

The strong coercion emanates from the body of the two old sages, making everyone feel painful, with a feeling of tearing.

"Retreat."

Lu Zu said lightly.

I saw a sharp sword in his body, and sent everyone in the Shifangjie for a few miles away.

The battle between the ancestors was very wide, accompanied by the collapse of the heavens and the earth, and the people in the ten worlds are here, which will only be cumbersome, so that Lu Zu and Lin Yue are distracted.

The several forces in front also have the existence of the ancestral strong.

Let the people who are the remaining in the Shifangjie go forward first, it is obviously unrealistic.

"Today's Shifang people can't go."

The corner of the old master of the ancient pot holy land was cruel, and I saw that he waved and blocked the place directly. It was impossible for all people to leave.

"There was your master of that year, after choosing to break alone, now, I think you can run."

Hearing the word "Master", in the eyes of the three palace owners, with extreme anger.

Especially the Mainland Master, at this time, he burst into anger, and wanted to come forward.

"The remaining evils of the ten worlds, today, go with your short -lived Master."

The old priests of the ancient pot holy place continue to speak.

The second palace owner held the arm of the third house and shook his head slightly.

Now they are just the cultivation of true God, and they are only futile.

Now is the master of the Shifang Realm, and there is a deep sense of weakness in my heart.

The old sanctuary of the ancient pot and the ghost sacred place, staying in a million years of burial days, has been built on the cultivation, has long been created by merit, and now it has broken through the ancestors. Among the top ten holy places, no one can restrict them.

Then, then

As long as the two are joined forces, the entire burial place will be no one for their opponents.

The ancient pot Saint looked at Lin Yue, no longer speaking, and made a shot directly. There was no power. If the whole sky was falling down.

The emperor's sword in Lin Yue's hand erupted a bright glory. At the same time, the eight eight parts also launched.

Lin Yue's shot is a big kill.

Only in this way can the old master of the ancient pot be resisted.

The earth above the abyss is trembling, a lot of gravel, continuous collapse, falling into endless abyss.

There was no sound of sound at all. It seemed that this was inferior, and there was no end.

Lin Yue was hit directly without knowing how far.

But what surprised everyone was that Lin Yue was not injured under the strong blow of his ancestors.

And the breath is still flourishing.

"You are very good."

It is the old sanctuary who fought with him. At this time, he was cold and couldn't help praising.

And this is just the beginning of the old master of Lin Yue facing the old sanctuary of the ancient pot. At this time, the emperor sword in his hand was shaking. In the eyes of everyone's surprise, he took the initiative to attack.

"Is this a retrograde attack on the immortals?

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Everyone in the Shifang Realm murmured in low voices at this time.

Bai Yu's eyes were filled with worry, "Survive, senior."

They all knew that although Lin Yue's performance was beyond imagination, it would be extremely difficult to defeat a strong person in the ancestral realm.

at this point.

Lin Yue also knew it deeply.

Therefore, the first time he took action, he used all his strength.

Otherwise he wouldn't have the slightest chance.

Even so, Lin Yue could only resist.

The shocking sword light illuminated the world.

Lu Zu took action.

The sky seemed to have been torn apart.

Leaving a crack that is irreparable.

I saw Lu Zu holding a sword in one hand and a supreme artifact in the other.

It's a huge killing move.

The Holy Lord of the Netherworld was knocked several hundred feet away before he could regain his balance.

"No wonder my disciple died in your hands."

Now he looked at Lu Zu and finally understood.

But even he felt tremendous pressure.

"Your cultivation is not as simple as the peak of the Lord God."

Holy Lord Netherworld spoke at this time with determination.

Because Lu Zu's sword contains the principles of Tao, it is definitely not inferior to the Lord God Realm.

Rather, it has transcended, and is definitely much more profound than the general understanding of the ancestral realm.

Lu Zu said nothing.

Before the old Holy Lord of Netherworld Holy Land could completely stabilize his figure, he took action again.

The sword light in Lu Zu's hand was not blazing, but there was a sense of returning to nature.

Every sword contains extremely powerful power.

And all of them are condensed together, and with one sword, it seems that the entire universe can be cut apart.

With the blessing of the supreme artifact, Lu Zu's power at this time is no longer weaker than that of the ancestral realm.

Moreover, his understanding of the ancestral realm far surpassed that of the Old Holy Lord Netherworld.

This couldn't help but make the expression of the old Holy Lord of Netherworld Holy Land change.

Under the sword, he felt that his immortal body seemed to be torn apart.

This also made the old Holy Lord Netherworld dare not challenge Lu Zu head-on.

In his hand, a long black gold stick appeared, intertwined with Tao and reason.

But even so, cracks still appeared under Lu Zu's almost decayed fairy sword.

This is the artifact that the old Holy Lord Netherworld cultivated with his life. As he broke through to the ancestral realm, the black gold long stick also naturally broke through that step.

And because of its special material, it can definitely be passed down as an immortal inheritance.

At this time, the black gold long stick had a gap due to Lu Zu's attack and could not be restored.

This surprised the old Holy Lord of Netherworld Holy Land, but now that the matter was over, he had been suppressed one after another and could no longer care much.

It's no longer time to feel sorry for the utensils.

At this time, the old Holy Lord Netherworld had already unleashed his true fire.

The confrontation between the ancestral realms was so terrifying.

The black energy is spreading everywhere, and the sword light is filling the air!

This place was completely flooded.

At this time, the other forces and creatures on the rope bridge all looked here in unison.
To be continued...