The rainbow that covers the sky shines

Chapter 115
But he is strong enough to be strong, but it is still not enough to deter countless masters of all races.

"Sure enough, I have some skills, let me try!"

One of the ancestor kings of the Stone Clan came to an end. This clan was one of the top ten fierce clans. It had part of the blood of the Holy Spirit and was extremely powerful.

And this ancestor king named Shi Zheng is also well-known in the ancient clan, and is a top existence among the saints.

With a loud roar, King Shi Zhengzu's blood boiled, making a sound like a tsunami, and his stone skin shone like a golden light, rushing towards him like a magic mountain.

A heavy pressure hit his face, and Lao Bushi clearly felt that this person was much stronger than the previous two, so he didn't dare to be careless.

I saw him slowly raising his hands, forming a seal.A big black mountain appeared out of thin air and was thrown out by him.

Hold the mountain seal!
"Roar!" The Patriarch King of the Stone Clan was extremely ferocious, facing the imprint of the old immortal, he directly bumped into it with his body.

"Boom ~" The majestic Dayue was actually smashed into pieces by him, and then he continued to hit him without stopping.

"Huh!" Lao Bushi snorted softly, pinched the seal formula in his hand, and threw out a taller mountain.

boom!The Patriarch King of the Stone Clan is so powerful that he directly tore this mountain apart with both hands.

But when he looked up again, he saw a series of [-] mountain peaks smashing down on his head, one taller and more majestic than the other, filling the sky.

Shi Zheng's complexion changed, and he didn't dare to hold on.

He raised his head to the sky and screamed, and directly resorted to the method of pressing the bottom of the box.

One hundred and eight god rings emerged in the void, dazzling and dazzling, attracting the harmony of the avenue.

With the addition of the divine ring, King Shi Zhengzu was as sacred as a god of war, and his tyrannical aura raged across the audience.

"Worthy of being King Shi Zhengzu, with such an aura, I'm afraid he is not far from the Holy King!" All the saints of the ancient clan sighed softly.

Shi Zheng is indeed very strong, the Dao Shenhuan, this is the means of the Holy Spirit Clan, but he used part of his blood to make it out.

The divine ring shook slightly, and eighteen magic mountains collapsed in an instant.

Then Shi Zheng approached the old immortal with overwhelming momentum.

Faced with such a terrifying blow, Lao Budie didn't dare to take it head-on, and retreated with mysterious steps.

While retreating, he cut out two fingers and turned into two dragons to stab Shi Zheng.

"Severing the Sky Finger?" The Holy Master of the Ji family was surprised.

"No, it should be the Holy Law of Fighting!" said the Holy Master of the Jiang family.

"It seems that they are quite hardworking, Jiang Taixu even shared the sacred method of fighting..." Feng Jinghong muttered in a low voice.

The Celestial Finger was powerful, but it still failed to defeat Shenhuan.The old immortal can only try to attack while avoiding.

Fortunately, his footwork is so mysterious that Shi Zheng couldn't touch him at all.

Shi Zheng shouted: "Human race, don't you just hide?"

The old man is silent, how can a person of his level be affected by other people's words, and he is still probing leisurely.

After a while, he seemed to understand that he was interested in waiting for me, and said lightly:

"The method of the holy spirit is indeed unique!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped avoiding and made a posture of facing the enemy head-on.

The wide hem of the black robe fluttered high, and ten black sword auras rushed from behind the old immortal. The sword aura was cold and lingering with an ominous aura.

"Cut!" Facing Shi Zheng, who was coming overwhelmed by mountains and seas, there was only such a simple word for Old Immortal.

Then, ten sword qi of death slashed down.

"Puff!" There was a piercing sound like ice water pouring over a soldering iron.

The black sword energy actually corroded the sacred halo, one of which just brushed Shi Zheng's arm, and directly destroyed half of his body.

Shi Zheng screamed and flew back, terrified: "What kind of sorcery is this?"

Old Immortal Dao's tone was flat: "This is my way, the way of death!"

Old Immortal went to the next city, and he was also the very famous Patriarch King of Stone Forest, and the other Patriarch Kings became more and more afraid, and for a while, no one left.

Although the person in front of him is strong, he has not yet reached the Saint King Realm.

People of the same realm are not sure of defeating him, while a saint king of a higher realm can't hold back his face and bully the younger.

After all, this is not a child's play conference held by Yao Chi, and the masters of all races are watching. The ancestors may not have a conscience, but they still have to have a face.

The ancestor king of Lan Moyuan looked at the hesitant ancient clans and cursed secretly in his heart.

No, I can't just waste the opportunity I finally picked up.

He said coldly: "Human race, you are very good, but you are not enough to take over the enmity of the gods!"

The old immortal's tone was still flat: "If you want to make a move, it will be the end of the game, and I will follow the Holy King!"

"Arrogance!" The Holy King of Blue Devil Abyss lowered his face.

He was hailed as the Blue Demon King by the ancient clan, and he was expected to become a great saint. This person is just a mere saint, and he dared to provoke him?
However, maybe this is also an opportunity?
In an instant, the Blue Demon Heavenly King had a lot of thoughts, and said: "I don't want to use the big to bully the small, but I have to avenge the blood revenge of the Taoist brothers in the Valley of the Gods."

He pondered for a while: "In this way, if you can stop this king, junior, then the matter of the Valley of the Gods will be over, how dare you?"

The old man said: "You can count with words?"

"Of course!" The Blue Demon King looked around: "Do you have any opinions?"

"Hahahaha, of course not!"

"The Heavenly Blue Demon King's cultivation is unrivaled, so we can rest assured!"

……

A group of ancient tribes laughed. In their opinion, although old immortals are strong, it is impossible to defeat a holy king no matter what.

What's more, the Blue Devil King is not a new holy king, he has been in this field for many years, and he is a well-known veteran powerhouse.

"How about it, junior?" the Blue Demon King said.

"Please!" Old Immortal had only one word.

"Hmph!" The Blue Devil King stepped into the arena, standing still with his hands behind his back, showing his conceit:
"Go ahead, or you won't have a chance!"

The old man is not polite, he dare not be careless in the face of the existence of a realm higher than himself.

While the black robe was moving, dense sword qi of death shot towards the blue devil king.

Faced with this mighty blow, the Blue Demon King just swung his sleeve, and a translucent blue light curtain appeared, blocking all the sword energy.

Then he flicked his fingers, and a faint blue flower flew out from between his fingers, flying lightly towards Old Immortal.

The flower is crystal clear and beautiful, but the old man has no intention of appreciating it. The sword energy of death pierces the flower one after another, but passes directly through the flower.

The little flower came to Laobushi's eyes in an instant, and then withered petals, sweeping out blue ripples.

The old man turned into a black shadow and fled quickly, but he was still affected. It was only for a moment that he felt his head was empty, and his body seemed to lose weight.

A golden brilliance flashed in his eyes, and Lao Bushi woke up.

"Not good!" Quickly getting out of Lanhua's attack range, Lao Bushi broke out in a cold sweat and almost got hit.

That blue energy can actually attack a person's soul, he almost lost his soul just now!

Taking out a golden bell to protect Yuanshen, he looked at the Blue Demon King again.

"Something!" The Blue Demon King said flatly.

Without saying a word, the old man took out a small white tower, which grew into a hundred feet high against the wind, and suppressed it against the Blue Demon King.

(End of this chapter)