Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“You are so arrogant! Do you really think that I dare not revive?”

The suppressed angry voice of Holy King Leize shook the world endlessly, and the rolling holy power swept across the sky, making the entire void roar, as if it would revive at any time.

Even if Holy King Lei Ze is absolutely sure that he can take down Jiang Chen, his lifespan is running out, and he really doesn’t dare to revive until it is absolutely necessary.

The elders and disciples of the entire Leize Holy Land were all frightened and angry. Leize Holy Land had not been forced into this situation for who knows how many years. They hated Jiang Chen’s aggressiveness, and even more hated their own powerlessness.

The senior people in the Leize Holy Land all understand that the Holy King of Leize has a long lifespan. If he recovers, he will be able to exert his ultimate sublimation in a battle, and it will not be a problem to win over Jiang Chen.

However, after this battle, Holy King Leize will inevitably run out of life and fall. That is a loss that the entire Holy Land of Leize cannot bear.

“I’m waiting for you to recover!”

Jiang Chen stood in the void with his hands behind his hands, his voice indifferent and without any ripples.

For Jiang Chen, killing the Holy King was just a little more effort.

Jiang Chen is not a murderous person. Although most of the monks in Leize Holy Land have ways to die, it does not mean that everyone deserves to die.

If those innocent people were willing to leave, Jiang Chen was willing to let them live. If those innocent people insist on taking over this cause and effect, then Jiang Chen will not be merciful.

Jiang Chen is willing to wait for a stick of incense for this.

Many ancestors and elder disciples of the gods in Leize Holy Land felt an unspeakable pressure shrouding their hearts. The more calm and calm Jiang Chen was, the greater the pressure in their hearts.

They all know that this is the unparalleled killing god who dares to kill saints at every turn. If he is not sure, how can he be so confident?

On the other hand, Holy King Leize was worried about his recovery and could only threaten him angrily, making every monk in Leize Holy Land feel uncertain.

When the two sides compare, one is calm and the other is incompetent and furious, making a judgment.

However, the ancestors of the Holy King are personally in charge, and no one in Leize Holy Land has fled.

Many of the ancestors in the Xuankong World who were spying on this place felt that it was particularly ridiculous. A majestic holy king was actually forced to this point by a god.

Not to mention having seen such things, they had never even heard of them!

At this moment, another old voice sounded from the ancestral tomb deep in the Leize Holy Land: “Master, you don’t have long to live, so let your disciples resuscitate you this time!”

With the sound of this voice, monstrous holy power swept across the sky deep in the ancestral mausoleum, and nearly a million kilograms of divine marrow exploded into pieces, turning into a vast ocean-like aura of heaven and earth. Every ray of aura contained the aura of the rules of the great avenue. , crazily heading towards a bluestone coffin in the ancestral mausoleum.

At the same time, the thunder pattern phenomena floating in the sky above Leize Holy Land were also directed toward the bluestone coffin.

That is the power of luck accumulated by Leize Holy Land for countless years. If a saint wants to revive, he not only needs a massive amount of Dao spiritual energy, but also an unimaginable vastness of luck.

“boom!”

The bluestone coffin exploded, and a skinny old man stood where the coffin was. With the integration of endless spiritual energy and vast luck, his body filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. His white hair turned black, and his wrinkles were smoothed out. The mighty holy power is getting heavier and heavier.

In the blink of an eye, the skinny old man turned into a slender middle-aged man, wearing a purple thunder robe, with brilliant thunder light blooming in his deep eyes, and his movements seemed to be able to collapse the sky.

This is a true saint!

Leize Holy Land has a profound foundation. In addition to Holy King Leize, there are actually other saints dormant, which surprised many of the ancestors of the gods who were watching the battle.

“Sage Lei Ji! The ninth generation descendant of Lei Ze Holy Land. Legend has it that he ran out of life and died tens of thousands of years ago. I didn’t expect that he is still alive now!”

A low exclamation came from the void, and ancestors from other forces recognized this person’s origin.

“This boy can kill that boy from Heavenly Wolf. Don’t underestimate him. You must be careful!” Holy King Lei Ze shuddered with a ray of mental fluctuations and solemnly reminded him.

Sage Lei Ji nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: “Master, don’t worry, this is the Holy Land of Lei Ze. No matter how high the price is, the disciple will kill him here! If forced to do so, the disciple will use certain forbidden methods. !”

“Ha! So confident!”

Jiang Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his indifferent voice echoed throughout the world: “There are still ten breaths left!”

The saint’s resurrection did not make Jiang Chen have the slightest concern.

Jiang Chen’s voice made all the monks in the Leize Holy Land tighten their hearts unconsciously. It was clear that a saint ancestor in their Leize Holy Land had revived, but they felt increasingly unsure of their hearts, and all of them had solemn expressions on their faces. looking up to the sky

, secretly praying that Saint Lei Ji can kill Jiang Chen.

“Little Huangkou, our Leize Holy Land is not a holy land with a weak foundation like the Sirius Holy Land. If you dare to act wildly in our Leize Holy Land, then you will be punished!”

Saint Lei Ji shouted loudly, and a purple pointed cone shot out from the center of his eyebrows, carrying the power of the rules of the Holy Way as vast as the sea, and headed straight towards Jiang Chen.

This pointed awl is divided into eighteen sections, and each section is covered with mysterious thunder runes, as if eighteen great worlds are sealed within it.

At this moment, the god in this thunder cone fully revived, and the billowing holy power was endless. The large voids along the way were collapsing and collapsing, as if they were about to blast through the entire world.

Looking at the thunder cone coming towards him, Jiang Chen’s expression remained as calm as ever. He clenched his palms into fists and struck at the thunder cone with murderous intent for eternity.

Kingly killing punch!

“boom!”

The earth trembled, the universe collapsed, endless black cracks opened in the void, and the destructive air enveloped the entire Leize Holy Land.

Thunder formations of different colors bloomed in the sky above Lei Ze Holy Land, fluctuating violently in the void, and seemed likely to break at any time.

“Woo…”

The thunder cone trembled with a low whine, and the gods inside were overwhelmed by the boundless killing intent, and fell into uncontrollable silence.

All the holy power on the thunder cone was restrained, and it fell into the sky uncontrollably, creating a bottomless pit in the Leize Holy Land.

If it weren’t for the fact that this holy weapon was still valuable, Jiang Chen wouldn’t mind blowing it up with one punch!

“puff!”

Saint Lei Ji was implicated, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of holy blood. His face was as white as paper, and there was a look of horror in the depths of his eyes.

The holy blood spilled down into the sky, and the pressure contained in it was beyond what ordinary mountains and rivers could withstand. Several mountain peaks were crushed and turned into a pitch black abyss. At least hundreds of disciples were affected and died.

“The time has come!”

Jiang Chen spoke softly, as if the Lord of Hell was pronouncing a sentence.