The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 1540: Enemies meet on a narrow road, Yuan Mysterious Technique
  The inheritance of the Heaven-defying War Lord is almost broken. Those who have been passed down are intermittently. Among the foreign demons today, there are many who have obtained the inheritance of the Heaven-defying War Lord. Unfortunately, they are all incomplete. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level is Ni Tian. The successor of the War Lord has entered the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but the inheritance is broken, and someone has to continue the inheritance, naturally.

This person who has lost his inheritance of the Heaven-Defying War Lord searched everywhere for the missing pages, and in front of him was an extraordinary and heroic man with unparalleled majesty. He was one of the inheritors of the Heaven-Defying War Lord of this generation, and his strength was extraordinary. , is no weaker than the evil genius or the young emperor. He has been the invincible immortal king for a long time, and his background is also quite profound.

"I encountered unpredictable geniuses as soon as I came up. There are many powerful people gathered here. How many foreign demons are there?" The Storm God King frowned. After stepping up a thousand steps, there was an obvious dividing line. , the weak ones were screened out, and those who were able to reach this point were all giants of the old Supreme Realm, or the Invincible Immortal King, and the weak ones were basically invisible.

However, the destructive power of their cultivation and the ultimate power that they can exert are not enough to transcend the realm of stars. On the contrary, the foreign evil spirits generally reach a higher realm. When they step into the stars, although they are not as good as the supreme ones, they are not as good as the evil geniuses and the immortals. Sometimes the slightest difference between outstanding people in the world is like the difference between heaven and earth, a difference between cloud and mud, let alone a big realm.

"Storm God King, you are not dead yet?"

The heroic man put away his palms, anger filled his body, his eyes seemed to burst out with fire, traces of pure murderous intention emerged from his body, and suddenly, the sky became dark and the air became heavy. , it was so suppressed that it made people fall silent, their palms became sweaty, as if they were being stared at by a huge and ferocious beast from ancient times.

"Is the Heaven-Defying Immortal King not dead yet?"

The Storm God King smiled, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked down at the middle-aged man with contempt, as if looking at an ant, looking insignificant and insignificant.

"This is downright interesting."

Young Emperor Luan Kong put his hands on his chest, and a smile appeared on his face as sharp as a knife. Now they are enemies on a narrow road, and both of them have encountered the biggest enemy in their lives, or in other words, hatred that cannot be washed away, only the death of one of them , Only then can we create dragons and phoenixes among people.

In the darkness, there is a figure that cannot be seen clearly. It is vague and hazy, like a god in the darkness. He is aloof and arrogant. He dominates the divine realm and is in charge of the existence of hundreds of millions of divine kingdoms. He also seems to be otherworldly. No longer in the human world, the crystal clear body blooms with traces of immortal divinity, and a mysterious Tao charm spreads out, like an all-encompassing and accommodating mysterious figure.

"It's such a familiar feeling."

Tang Long's expression was a little solemn, and he frowned, as if he was a little solemn. In the gray and chaotic aura, there seemed to be a familiar figure to him. He couldn't see clearly, but it made people feel a little bit afraid.

"Young Emperor Ye..."

A voice sounded, and he never noticed the person in the voice. Instead, following the words, he looked towards the hazy, gray, Taoist young genius and evil figure flowing with immortal divinity.

"Tang Long, I am always looking forward to meeting you again. You have made me wait for too long."

A voice came from the immortal divinity, and then a boy in his mid-twenties walked out. He was very young, and his whole body was blooming with fairy brilliance, as if his flawless body exuded a trace of divinity, so immortal And Feifan, like a god who towers over all things in the world, the source of everything, looks at him, as if he sees a white hole in the universe that swallows everything, sacred and inviolable.

"It's been a long time since we last met."

Tang Long's black hair is flying, his energy is soaring into the sky, millions of stars are performing under his feet, and there are thirty-six heavens above the boundless galaxy. A magnificent temple stands in it, majestic and magnificent. "Today may not be a good moment, but let us meet. I weigh your strength. Have you regressed? Have you been defeated by others?"

Emperor Ye took one step forward, and in an instant, his figure was behind Tang Long. Before anyone could react, he and Tang Long were back to back, like two immortal immortals, overlooking everything in the world, like gods and demons.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, Emperor Ye's Yuan Shen stepped out from between his eyebrows, and a colorful Yuan Shen weapon suddenly appeared. It was clearly a sword condensed by the Yuan Shen. It was golden in color, but it had this real innate sword that was even more powerful. The terrifying sword energy.

"Using deity to transform the sword, this is the brain demon god clan's supreme skill "Yuantian Sword", using the soul to forge a natal sword embryo, the pure soul, the pure Tao, carrying runes and traces of the Tao, interpreting the purest form in the world Mysterious Yuan Technique, specially designed to kill souls."

The Young Emperor Luan Kong was very surprised. This "Yuan Tian Sword" is a secret that is not taught by the Brain Demon God Clan. Those who can practice it are extremely rare. Not even Zhiyuan Tianjun can practice it. Only people like Siwei Tianjun and even Emperor Wuxin are as powerful as him. Only those with natural talent can practice it, and the difficulty of its practice is far beyond ordinary secret techniques.

Yuan Mystic Techniques are originally rare. Whether it is tempering the Yuan Shen or killing souls, they are already rare. Almost every secret technique has a very high starting point for practice.

Because when your cultivation level is weak, it is impossible to strengthen your own soul. If you give your own soul, it will be wasted. It is better to reach a certain state and practice again.

The colorful primordial god weapon came over with great speed, as if a brilliant seven-color rainbow flashed through the void. It slashed straight at him, as fast as lightning and as fast as fire. The sound of "咻" was already directly between Tang Long's eyebrows. .

This makes the Immortal King extremely horrified, because with such a blow of the Yuantian Sword, the Daluo Jinxian will be expelled from his soul and enter reincarnation. After experiencing hundreds of millions of reincarnations, he will have the slightest chance to repair his Yuan Shen.

But Tang Long was not bad either. There was also a majestic and vast soul flame gushing out between his eyebrows, like the sun across the sky, extremely blazing. Under the seven-color fairy light, there was a soul that was exactly like him. He was wearing a The golden battle armor and the power of the soul are condensing into a magic weapon and a halberd.

His soul was very powerful, flowing with dense divine radiance. He held a halberd and wore armor. He walked out of the Niwan Palace, rose into the sky, and struck the "Yuan Tian Sword" with one blow. Head-to-head.

"Clang..."

"Rumble..."

It was just the bombardment of the soul, and the whole world shook with endless ripples, as if it was going to destroy the world. Wherever it went, the mountains were shattered, and even the imperial pillars that stood in the sky made bursts of noise.

(End of this chapter)