The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

4222 - War Moyun

4222 - War Moyun
boom!
Bei Shenhai's body was like a meteor, blasting the earth out of a huge hole, surrounded by thick cracks.

Looking closely, Bei Chenhai was lying in the pit, with a lot of blood coming out of his mouth, and his body was twitching continuously, already exhaling more air than inhaling.

hiss!
The people in Fulong Pavilion in the distance couldn't help but gasp when they saw that Heiman defeated Bei Shenhai easily, and didn't care about his backstage at all.

They were amazed that this kid was really audacious.

"Give my son's life back!"

At this time, the cold drink resounded, and then I saw Mo Yun rushing towards Ling Hantian, carrying divine power boiling all over his body.

"Dare to touch our son?"

When Chaos World Kong saw this, he immediately took a step forward. Although he had no divine power, his terrifying willpower also had great coercion.

Its strength is equivalent to the peak of Taoism.

However, just when Chaos World Space was moving, he felt a terrifying aura locked on him, and it was those strong men who presided over the altar.

Those five guys are also Daoist peak powerhouses. Although they don't belong to Fulong Pavilion, they were all invited by the owner of Fulong Pavilion.

Not only Chaos World Kong, but even Nangong Ke and Pan Tong were locked in. Five people overwhelmed three people. As long as they moved slightly, it would be the blow of a violent storm.

For a moment, the three of Chaos World Kong were suppressed so much that they didn't dare to make a move, they could only watch Ling Hantian face Mo Yun alone.

"Young master, let's fight this old dog together!"

Heiman felt strong pressure from Mo Yun. The latter had a cultivation base of the fourth level, and even he was not a general.

Although Ling Hantian once beheaded Xun'er who was in the third level of Taoism, but the difference between one level and the other is a world of difference.

"No, you protect them."

Ling Hantian shook his head, the four Xiaopeng girls were extremely talented, although they were not low, but in front of Fulong Pavilion, they were still not enough.

As for the owner of the Fulong Pavilion, Ling Hantian is not afraid, he just wants to see if, with his own limit, he can also kill the fourth heaven of Taoism.

With such thoughts in mind, Ling Hantian circulated his divine power, of course he did not activate the first form of the Supreme Bloodline, but only summoned the Sanxuan Divine Saber.

"die!"

Mo Yun flashed forward, and the divine power in his palm gathered like a vast ocean. The moment he slapped a palm, he turned into a black dragon, roaring with his mouth open.

The sound of the dragon's chant shook the universe, and the space was torn apart by it, forming a series of dark cracks, and storms of time and space swept through the cracks.

The all-out attack of the Taoist powerhouse is so terrifying!
Faced with such a fierce move, Ling Hantian's expression gradually became serious, but he saw that he slowly raised the Sanxuan Divine Saber with both hands.

The vast divine power in his body poured into the Sanxuan Divine Saber, and visions frequently appeared behind Ling Hantian, with wind, thunder, fire and electricity, and floods.

The sword light was hesitating, and even the space was cut apart. Ling Hantian's whole body merged into one, and he slashed out with all his strength.

Among the three mysterious divine knives, there is a two-zhang sword light sweeping out, carrying the power of tearing space, and slashing fiercely on the head of Mo Yun's supernatural dragon.

The silence lasted for an instant, and the dragon transformed by Mo Yun's divine power swallowed the sword light that Ling Hantian had shot out in one gulp, and frantically chewed it up.

However, after enduring such a powerful blow, the divine dragon's body was also dim, and its power was nonexistent.

Roar!
The dimly lit Canglong devoured Ling Hantian.

boom!
At the last moment, Ling Hantian stomped the sole of his foot on the ground, narrowly avoiding the impact of the blue dragon, and flew into the air.

Where he was just now, under the impact of the blue dragon, a huge pit appeared in an instant, the ground was torn apart, and the mountains and rocks were scattered dozens of feet away.

"Ok?"

Seeing Ling Hantian's speed so fast, everyone in the Fulong Pavilion was shocked. How strong is the first level of Daoji?

Mo Yun was even more frightened. With his cultivation base, killing a Daoist first-tier heavenly expert was just as easy as eating and drinking.

But the opponent's move just now consumed three-quarters of the power of his random move, which is really unbelievable.

"seal up!"

But regardless of Ling Hantian's ability, Mo Yun thought that he only needed to limit Ling Hantian's speed, and killing Ling Hantian was like slaughtering a dog or a chicken.

The moment he raised his hand, the divine power mobilized the power of time and space, instantly squeezing the time and space around Ling Hantian like a swamp.

Ling Hantian frowned slightly, apparently also understood Mo Yun's thoughts, and with a thought, the Immortal Monument flew out immediately.

The gorgeous immortal light shrouded down, and just a moment later, the compact time and space around Ling Hantian, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, quickly relaxed.

"Seven waves!"

In the distance, Mo Yun saw Ling Hantian's method of dissolving him, his eyes shot up with murderous intent, he raised his hands, separated his feet, and the ground was split by the force on his feet.

When he slapped this palm, he saw huge waves rolling out behind him, and water dragons rushed out one after another.

The sound of the dragon's chant shook the eardrums of some low-level people, and some of them ran away with their heads in their hands, their faces full of pain.

The master of Fulong Pavilion's martial arts and supernatural powers, with sonic attacks, although very weak, still make the strong with low cultivation suffer a lot.

Ling Hantian was also so shocked that his ears were buzzing non-stop, and when he saw the nine water dragons charging towards him, he put away the Sanxuan Divine Saber.

Spreading the two palms, two flames of different colors rose up immediately, and the elements of the flames clashed in mid-air, making a crackling sound.

The power of the Flame Avenue is very violent, even if it is of the same type, it is difficult to merge into one.

It is precisely by making use of this incompatible characteristic that the power of Ling Hantian's Immortal Miserable Life Lotus can be exerted the most powerful.

Ling Hantian clasped his hands together, and the terrifying flame energy suddenly became so violent that it couldn't be controlled, and pitch-black caves appeared in the space.

hum!
The cyan light flowed like a green silver bar, penetrating into the two flames, gradually smoothing the rage of the two flames.

When Ling Hantian squeezed his hands to the point where he couldn't squeeze any more, he slapped those roaring water dragons, and the flame ball flew out.

Chi Chi!

Flame and water are two extreme forces that are naturally incompatible with each other, so when the fireball hits the water dragon, the water dragon will be incinerated first.

However, there was a second one behind, and on the third day, one reached the fifth one, and finally the energy of the fireball was completely exhausted.

The last three water dragons roared and rushed towards Ling Hantian, using martial arts and supernatural powers of the Dao Ji Quadruple Heaven, the means were so terrifying.

Ling Hantian felt that the surrounding space seemed to be blocked again, and it was difficult to move even once, knowing that Mo Yun was playing tricks again.

He didn't care too much, his eyes were slightly blood red, and an indescribable terrifying force gushed out from deep inside his body at this moment.

"Perfect supreme bloodline, the first form is opened!"

(End of this chapter)