Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 1245 Demon God Clock

This is when Huo Qubing's support arrived.

Looking up, in the night, there are densely packed Skyhawk fighter planes.

The speed is already very fast.

However, the attacking masters of the demon court came prepared, appeared suddenly, and made faster moves!
Seeing this scene, Bai Qi's heart suddenly became serious.

He knew exactly what Huo Qubing's support meant.

The maneuvering reaction speed of the Skyhawk fighter plane should be the fastest in the world, and even the real Jidao Supreme can't catch up with this speed.

However, Skyhawk fighters are very single in terms of support methods.

That's right, a nuclear strike!

Once you get to this point, it's a last resort.

Just like now.

The fighter plane came, but he couldn't participate in the battle.

Unless it has been determined that Yang Jian will definitely be defeated, and there is no way to escape, then the fighter will intervene in the battlefield, and a long-range Tiantian knife will end everything!
This is the last thing Bai Qi wants to see.

But it is the most likely to happen.

Again.

War is cruel.

Nobody can win battles all the time.

"Si Shuai, it's time to withdraw!"

"Si Shuai, you can't hesitate any longer. General Yang, he... Guochao will never forget what he has done, Emperor Zun will definitely avenge him!"

"Yes, Si Shuai, let's go!"

Several generals are trying their best to persuade them.

Bai Qi's eyes were wet and red, even though he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice.

Now he can't do anything.

"General Yang..."

With a deep cry, Bai Qi could only turn his head and retreat.

Although Bai Qi's army has achieved the ultimate in retreating when it retreats, it has tried its best to ensure the minimum battle damage.

However, casualties are still inevitable.

One-third of the [-] soldiers are still desperately resisting, fighting for time and space for their comrades.

above the sky.

At this time, Yang Jian's face had already begun to distort ferociously.

The Faxiang of Fatianxiangdi behind him had already bent his waist and lowered his head under the suppression of the ancient bronze clock.

The Ancestral Demon is not an ordinary existence in the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Composite Realm, and its combat power has greatly exceeded Yang Jian's expectations.

Think about it too.

How could it be possible to allow you to leapfrog the fourth level of the Body Fit Realm and fight.

How many of the beings who can enter the Eighth Heaven of Composite Body Realm are ordinary people?
Boom! !

The top of the sky is the familiar roar of fighter planes.

Yang Jian, who has been in the military camp for a long time, is no stranger to this, and he knows what will happen next.

Guochao Junwu will not give up any soldier.

However, more soldiers will not be sacrificed to save one soldier.

Yang Jian's cultivation has exploded to the extreme.

The Heavenly Eye of Reincarnation was opened at the very beginning, and the prehistoric Dao power in the body was unreserved, and even the strongest Taoism, supernatural powers, and heaven and earth were displayed.

But he was still no match for that Ancestral Demon!
The realm is not as good as the cultivation base, the gap is really too big.

The most frightening thing is that the ancient bronze bell in the hands of the ancestral demon is completely beyond Yang Jian's expectations.

Yang Jian is unwilling!
What a struggle!
but.

The difference is the difference!

boom!
A muffled sound.

The bronze ancient clock suppressed three points again.

At this time, Yang Jian's discovery had been suppressed and compressed to a height of only a hundred meters, and there were even faint cracks on the face.

This is going to be unbearable.

Also... I really can't hold it anymore.

Yang Jian raised his eyes and glanced at the military fighter planes hovering above the sky.

That was waiting for his response.

After all, it is Yang Jian, the brave general whom His Majesty values ​​most.

The military soldiers on the fighter plane really dare not make a decision.

"Hahaha... boy, I am really surprised that you can last for so long! Don't say you are a small fourth level of the body, even the real ninth level of the body is standing here. Probability of dying under the bell of the ancestor's demon god!"

The ancestor demon sneered.

Demon clock?
That's right.

Yang Jian's face was ferocious, and he didn't respond, he was still gritting his teeth and holding on!

"Still resisting? Kid, no matter how much you resist, it's useless. It's just the difference between early death and late death! However, it's your honor to be able to survive to this extent under the hands of this ancestor!"

The Ancestral Demon said again.

In fact.

The old demon seemed calm and arrogant, but in fact he was beating drums in his heart.

From the point of view of the situation, it was true that he had the upper hand and suppressed Yang Jian bit by bit.

But it's just about gaining the upper hand.

He had no way to end the fight directly, so he could only just spend it like this, slowly waiting for Yang Jian's power to be exhausted.

On the other side, the strange giant bird hovering above his head kept making the ancestor demon uneasy.

Although he doesn't know much about the big man.

But it is still very clear about the Dahan's Zhenguo Xianbing.

There is no doubt that the thing hanging above his head means that the big man has activated the Zhenguo Xianbing.

The reason why he didn't arrive for a long time is probably because he didn't want to accidentally hurt Yang Jian.

So this ancestor demon is a headache.

The big man's reaction was still faster than he imagined.

He didn't dare to suppress Yang Jian easily, because once Yang Jian died or was defeated, the great Han Zhenguo immortal soldiers would come immediately, and he himself would die!
"Forget it, just die, why not be afraid!"

"The talent of this brave general in front of me is really terrifying. Not to mention his natural eyes, the method of cultivation is not simple. If he doesn't die today, he will grow up completely tomorrow, and he will become the biggest hidden danger of the demon court!"

"Even if this ancestor dies with him, it's not a loss!"

The Ancestral Demon secretly said in his heart.

Yang Jian's talent really surprised him.

He even directly concluded that this person should be the strongest in the Great Han Jidao camp, and the Tianwu Emperor of various rumors in the outside world may not be able to compare!

The Ancestral Demon looked down upon Emperor Tianwu.

What kind of man, the savior of the world, is nothing more than a god-turning cultivation level, a waste!
Thinking of this, the Ancestor Demon became somewhat more open-minded.

then.

Demon core reversed.

It directly started to burn the source of life.

"Boy, this ancestor doesn't have the patience to play with you anymore, so die!!" The ancestor demon screamed with scarlet eyes.

At that moment, Yang Jian only felt that there were hundreds of millions of Mount Tai pressing down on his body, and the phenomena of heaven and earth were shattered inch by inch.

that moment.

Yang Jian finally made up his mind.

He raised his eyes, looked at the sky, exhausted his last bit of strength, and was about to roar.

but!
at this time!

A cold voice suddenly sounded from the top of the sky in the north direction, and said two words in a deep voice:
"Hold on!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Yang Jian trembled immediately, subconsciously shouted.

It's Your Majesty!
This voice is Your Majesty!

Yang Jian never thought that His Majesty would come at this time.

It was also at this moment that Yang Jian's aura suddenly changed as if he saw the light in the darkness.

He gritted his teeth and roared, the source of life was burning!

Although the dharma image had been shattered inch by inch, and the foundation of the spiritual root had been greatly damaged, at this moment, Yang Jian held on.

Fa Xiang straightened his back, opened his eyes of reincarnation, and stubbornly resisted the desperate suppression of the ancestor demon.

opposite.

The Ancestral Demon turned pale.

His Majesty?

That Emperor Tianwu is here?
He subconsciously panicked.

But after a while, his face was ferocious, and he roared in disdain:

"Emperor Tianwu? Haha... just in time, this ancestor is worried about how to crush you!"

"Destroy me to ashes? Heh, I want to see if you have the ability!" A cold voice came from above the extreme northern sky.

Immediately afterwards, an incomparably tyrannical breath came surging and majestic.

Above the void, an incomparably huge phantom of a finger solidified in an instant, and in a breath, it pushed it horizontally, directly oppressing the top of the ancestor demon's head.

The phantom of the fingers engulfed the power of destroying the world, and the first to bear the brunt was the shadow of the towering ancient bronze bell.

hum!
Dao Ying of the bronze ancient clock's fierce soldier began to tremble violently.

Down below, Yang Jian, who had been suppressed to death, felt that most of the suppressing force on his body had disappeared. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew directly, retreating a thousand meters, and escaped from Gu Zhong's suppressing domain!

After stabilizing his figure, Yang Jian didn't care about the injury on his body, he quickly raised his eyes, and immediately froze.

"It's... really His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty's combat power is so powerful? Is this... is this still Your Majesty?"

On the sky, a god-like man dressed in the robes of the Yellow Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was standing on the top of the sky, with one hand on his back, and the other just pointing freely!
That person is the Lord of the Great Han, Emperor Tianwu!
"Heaven... Emperor Tianwu?"

"Are you really the Great Han Tianwu Emperor?"

Below, the Ancestral Demon's pupils contracted sharply, staring at the sky.

His face was pale, Zhou Tian's main pulse trembled, and the demon god clock suspended in front of him was trembling violently, faintly about to escape from his control!
The ancestor demon doesn't believe it!
Because the person above the sky is really too strong!

With just a single finger in the air, he suppressed his Demon God Bell!

What kind of cultivation is this?
At least it is also the combat power of the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Composite Realm!
It is rumored that Emperor Tianwu of the Great Han Dynasty was extremely young, he had only entered the Tao for thirty years, and his cultivation had already reached the Ninth Heaven of Transformation God Realm!

After 30 years of Taoism, he can enter the Nine Heavens of the Divine Realm.

This is indeed eternal.

It's no wonder that he is respected by the human race as the chosen one and the savior of the world.

The Ancestral Demon recognized Emperor Tianwu's talent, but he just didn't take it seriously, why?Because the realm is too low.

It's just the Ninth Heaven of Transformation God Realm, he exists like an ant that can be crushed to death with Shen Gen's fingers.

A talent that is not fully fulfilled is meaningless!

But now.

The person standing on the top of the sky can't see through his cultivation level at all, but his combat power and power are clear, and he is the absolute peak of the Nine Heavens of the Composite Realm.

Three points more tyrannical than the ancestor demon himself!
So just one finger almost caused the Ancestral Demon to collapse immediately.

"No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"It is rumored that Emperor Tianwu has only entered the Tao for [-] years, and it is already an act against the heavens to be able to enter the Ninth Heaven of Transformation God Realm. It is absolutely impossible to be so strong!"

Before the person on the top of the sky could speak, the Ancestral Emperor Demon spoke first, denying himself!
however.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhao Yuankai on the sky?
Yang Jian recognized it at a glance, and he was so sure, how could he be wrong?

And this time.

Zhao Yuankai looked down.

He ignored what the ancestral demon said.

Instead, he looked at Yang Jian, who had been seriously injured, and then, looking back at the battlefield, more than a dozen holy demon kings and emperor war demon masters were still massacring military soldiers!

At that moment, Zhao Yuan became angry.

"After all, I'm still one step late!"

A sigh.

Then, the murderous intent suddenly broke out.

After Ji Mie's finger, only the palm of the hand was seen, and when the sky grabbed it, the Xuanyuan Sword was impressively held.

In the midst of swiping and scolding, a world-destroying power burst out, and the bright sword energy swept the sky, instantly smashing the ancient bell Daoying's crushed inch by inch.

then!

Without any hesitation.

With a slash of the sword, the sky suddenly opened, as if the power of the sky poured down, directly bombarding the head of the Ancestral Demon.

The ancestor demon was dumbfounded.

The terrible breath of death enveloped it instantly.

Horror, trembling, despair!
The Zuhuang Yao didn't have the guts to fight at all, his first thought was to escape.

but.

The terrifying sword energy descended majestically, imprisoning the void around the Ancestral Demon for a while, allowing him to move every inch of the way, and he couldn't escape at all!
"hateful!!"

The Ancestral Demon roared.

He had no choice but to resist desperately.

The demon god bell was aroused to the extreme by him, and it was directly above his head, wanting to forcibly shake Zhao Yuankai's sword!
The ancient clock's fierce soldiers expanded rapidly.

This time it's not the phantom of Daowei, but the real body of the ancient clock, directly covering the ancestor demon!
"This is the Demon God's Bell, and it is one of the three supreme weapons of the Demon Court. It can attack and suppress all enemies in the world, and defend it without fear of all laws in the world!"

"Emperor Tianwu, you can't kill this ancestor!!"

The ancestral demon roared.

Demon clock?
Or is it one of the three supreme soldiers of the Demon Court?

Zhao Yuan was taken aback for a moment.

That fierce soldier is indeed extraordinary, not even weaker than Yang Jian's quasi-immortal soldier with a three-pointed two-edged sword, and this is where Yang Jian suffered a loss in this battle!
"Shou Ke is not afraid of all laws and ways in the world?" Zhao Yuan said lightly.

With a thought, the spiritual power of the dantian shrine burst out without any reservation.

then.

Arrived with a sword.

boom! !

Loud noise.

It seemed that the whole world trembled.

Xuanyuan sword slashed on the demon bell, and all the phantoms instantly shattered, and the body of the ancient clock's fierce soldier trembled even more, but it was only trembling.

but.

The ancestral demon, who was tightly covered by the demon god's bell, was shaken into a cloud of blood mist before he could even utter a pitiful scream amidst the trembling of the ancient bell!
This result made Zhao Yuankai slightly taken aback.

This demon clock is indeed extraordinary.

It's just that the demon spirit in charge is too weak.

After losing the person in charge, the demon god clock became an unarmed soldier, and all its power and power dissipated in an instant, and then returned to its original state, shrinking into an ancient bronze bell as small as a copper bell.

Zhao Yuan opened his sleeves and waved his sleeves, and volleyed to take them in his hands, without looking at them, he immediately put them into the storage ring.

Then without any delay, he turned around and set his sights on the battlefield of the military camp.

After the appearance of Zhao Yuankai, the dozen or so Holy Demon Kings and Emperor Zhan Yaozun had no time to take care of the massacre, but they all stopped at the same time and waited and watched!

They were moved.

As soon as they heard the three words of Emperor Tianwu, they all became jealous and directly abandoned those ants and soldiers.

If you want to kill, then kill Emperor Tianwu!
However, the change in the situation has completely subverted their cognition!
　Good night, sweet dreams
　　
　
(End of this chapter)