The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 1982 Five-color divine light!

Chapter 1982 Five-color divine light!
"Is this the Martial God fan? It is rumored that it is a treasure used by Lord Zhentian Martial God when he was young, and it possesses unpredictable power!"

"The Martial God Fan is a divine weapon that is more powerful than the Sun Furnace. No wonder Mu Teng didn't stop Mu Yinglong from challenging Ling Hantian. It turned out that he had such a plan."

"Well, Ling Hantian's strength has been greatly damaged in the previous battle, and now Mu Yinglong also has a magic weapon in his hands. I'm afraid he is really in danger."

Li Moxuanyang was also slightly taken aback. He didn't expect that Mu Teng, who hadn't taken out the Martial God Fan before, would actually take it out now.

It seems that he also hates Ling Hantian very much.

"Is it a treasure that Zhentian Martial God used? It's really painstaking."

Ling Hantian looked at the Martial God Fan, and couldn't help his eyelids twitching. Mu Yinglong was originally the strongest among the strong, and now he added a magic weapon.

And because of his great loss in strength due to the war, Ling Hantian felt a sense of danger.

However, he has already spoken, so he will not retreat at this time.

"Brother Ling, be careful. The Martial God Fan has five colors of divine light, brushing everything."

Li Moxuan patted Ling Hantian's shoulder, and immediately followed the place where his big hand touched, a vast and unparalleled power of the world poured in.

"Well, thanks for reminding me."

Ling Hantian's whole body was shaken, and as the power of the vast world poured in, he recovered [-]% of his consumption immediately.

Feeling the infinite power in the inner world, the whole inner world is filled with fierce sword lights.

"Brother Li Mo's swordsmanship is getting stronger and stronger!"

With a sigh in his heart, Ling Hantian immediately stepped out, stood on the high platform in the square, and met Mu Yinglong's eyes.

"Ling Hantian, you stole my divine blood, today I want your blood to splash in Haicheng!"

Mu Yinglong stared at Ling Hantian with a cold gaze, the Valkyrie Fan was suspended above his head, and with a movement of his hands, the power of the vast world was condensed.

An indifferent supreme divine power permeated the air. Although Mu Yinglong hadn't refined the supreme divine blood, it was still somewhat tainted with the aura of divine blood.

"Suppressing Heaven Hand!"

A big hand that covered the sky came down, and the power in it was so powerful that many people were short of breath, and looked at Mu Yinglong in horror.

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Mu Yinglong is indeed the No. 1 in the Tianwu Ranking, and his combat power is nothing to say."

"Well, Senior Brother Mu Yinglong is the pride of our Tianhai City. Now that Ling Hantian is expending a lot, he is definitely not the opponent of Senior Brother Mu Yinglong."

The disciples of Tianhai City are not optimistic about Ling Hantian. Although Ling Hantian is also very powerful, after all, he has experienced a tragic battle before, and now his strength has lost [-]% to [-]%.

"Killing God Palm!"

Ling Hantian's expression was indifferent, and he swiped his hands in a mysterious trajectory, and the power of the vast and endless world gushed out, forming a huge palm in an instant.

It's just that this hand is not golden, but filled with countless fierce and unparalleled sword movements, as if it is not a hand, but a sharp sword.

"Ah, how can this guy display such a powerful combat skill, and his strength seems to be different."

"Could this be his hidden method? This Ling Hantian is too powerful!"

Many disciples who suppressed Tianhai City exclaimed, obviously they didn't understand how Ling Hantian suddenly displayed a different power from before.

"hateful!"

Mu Teng glanced at Li Moxuanyang with gloomy eyes, he naturally knew that Li Moxuanyang must have done it.

Of course, he didn't dare to say anything more, after all, the current battle itself was unfair.

"Hmph, Ling Hantian, let's play slowly, I want to make you despair!"

Mu Yinglong looked at the combat skills of both destruction, and immediately laughed sinisterly, raised his hands, and between the strokes, a more terrifying momentum gathered.

"Unfortunately, I don't want to play with you anymore!"

Ling Hantian's face turned cold, and he raised his hand a little between his eyebrows, and a scarlet mark emerged, showing endless killing intent.

Immediately, Zhentianhai City, which is as warm as spring, seemed to have entered the cold winter. Ice condensed on the surface of Zhentian Square, and snowflakes with endless murderous intentions fell.

"It's this trick again!"

Zhu Rongji saw Ling Hantian perform Purgatory Killing Dao in the distance, and his eyes once again caused waves. He was defeated by this move three days ago.

"What a terrifying killing intent. It looks like the killing skill of Alaya, the god of killing. Where did this kid learn it from?"

A look of surprise flashed in Mu Tianpeng's eyes, the killing technique could easily make people become mad and become a machine that only knows about killing.

As for Alaya, the God of Death, it is said that it was also suppressed by the power of a high-level bloodline that prevented him from going mad.

Could it be that this Ling Hantian is also of a higher bloodline, a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor?

Mu Tianpeng had to think this way, if he wasn't a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor and possessed the bloodline of the Heavenly Emperor, Ling Hantian would definitely be enchanted.

It has to be said that Jiang is still old and hot, but Mu Tianpeng vaguely speculated about Ling Hantian's bloodline because of a killing skill.

"Suppressing God's hand!"

At this time, Mu Yinglong unleashed his combat skills and rushed towards Ling Hantian with a majesty several times stronger than before.

However, Ling Hantian turned his hand and slashed out, rushing out with endless killing intent, and collided with Mu Yinglong's powerful combat skills.

laugh!
In just a few breaths, under countless shocking gazes, Mu Yinglong's powerful combat skills were directly shattered, and the long knife with killing intent brought invincible power to kill Mu Yinglong.

"Hiss, what a terrifying killing technique, Brother Priest is no match at all!"

Many disciples turned pale, even though they were far apart, the chilling killing intent chilled their hearts.

"Give it to me!"

Mu Yinglong's face didn't change, he saw one hand behind his back, the other hand grabbed the Valkyrie fan, and violently fanned it.

brush!
Seeing a flash of multicolored divine light, the killing intent and long knife dissipated into clouds in an instant,

Seeing this situation, Ling Hantian couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

"Five-color divine light!"

Qiu Chuji was startled suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The five-color divine light is rumored to be possessed by a powerful ancient beast, the peacock monster, and the divine light shines on everything.

"Daoist, is this five-color divine light very powerful?"

Situ Jinhong was also quite frightened by the power of the Martial God Fan, such a powerful combat skill dissipated immediately in front of him.

"It's not only powerful, it's against the sky. This is the innate supernatural power of a kind of divine beast peacock monster in ancient times. According to legend, the peacock monster is a mutant of the divine beast Immortal Sparrow. In terms of blood, it is no worse than The current real dragons and ancient phoenixes are weak."

Qiu Chuji looked solemn, and his words undoubtedly shocked Situ Jinhong and others.

Innate supernatural powers are generally very monstrous, such as the petrification supernatural power of the dark crow, the dragon chant supernatural power of the real dragon, etc.

The peacock demon's bloodline is not weak with that of a real dragon, and his innate supernatural powers must also be heaven-defying ones, and the beasts passed down from ancient times are all existences against the sky.

"There are not many things in this world that can ignore these five-color magical lights and supernatural powers.

Qiu Chuji continued to speak, Situ Jinhong and the others looked at the Martial God Fan with serious eyes after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)