The Strongest God Emperor of the Great Antiquity

"Destroy!"

crackle crackle!

The ten Great Luo Jinxian Yin Soldiers turned into dust in a single thought of Zhong Chen, and became the Tao of beasts.

To suppress these high-level Yin soldiers, Zhong Chen will silently display the handprint of the sky without saying a word!

"Big Heaven Handprint!"

The void was quiet, followed by the coast of the East China Sea and the Qingqiu Mountains in the prehistoric world. Within [-] miles, a huge handprint appeared, and a giant purple eye appeared in the sky. This giant eye was staring at Zhong Chen's handprint, thirty Hong Jun, who was three days away, suddenly woke up from his enlightenment. When he looked at the border of the East China Sea and Qingqiu Mountain, he was instantly horrified.

A huge handprint of ten thousand feet was pressed down, space was distorted, time was stagnant, and tens of thousands of Taiyi Jinxian Yin soldiers were wiped out in just one thought. Within ten thousand miles, the entire ground was lowered by half a meter. Looking down from the sky, I saw a The earth-shattering five-finger seal was suppressed on the land of the Yin Soldiers.

This handprint is so terrifying, and Zhong Chen didn't expect that the power of the Big Cangtian's handprint is so great. With just one palm, one-tenth of his quasi-sage's immortal power is taken away.

"As expected to be one of the three thousand Daoist arts, the power is not bragging, it is really powerful."

"Hmph, Yin Soldier, I will kill you today. In addition to future troubles, I think you still have a chance to block the way forward of the human race." This time, Zhong Chen did not use the handprint of the sky again, and sacrificed the twelve gods. When the formation came out, although this was just an inferior innate formation, it was not a problem for 950 to suppress these Yin soldiers in front of them.

A pair of yin soldiers appeared, and they were sucked into the formation by the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Fiends to be strangled.

Night fell, the sky and the earth were cold and dignified, and the yin qi in the area of ​​​​the [-]-mile area of ​​​​the yin soldiers increased. The Yin Soldier, gradually the strength of the Yin Soldier continued to increase, and finally the strength increased to the quasi-Saint..

Zhong Chen also saw the shadow soldier, they looked at each other, murderous, the frost on their faces was comparable to the thousands of years of mysterious ice under the North Sea.

"The strength of a quasi-sage? No, no, he doesn't have the real strength of a quasi-sage, but he has the aura of a quasi-sage." Zhong Chen looked at the peerless shadow soldier in front of him and said, "You are just a fake saint at best, even the real one. Not even a quasi-sage, you should be suppressed by my Zhong Chen today!"

The pseudo-Saint Yin soldier opened his mouth slightly, and then popped out a word: "War!"

"If you want to fight, I will fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Zhong Chen stood still in the dark wind, and the wind ruffled his hair. At this moment, Zhong Chen was like a demon, extremely tyrannical, shouting and killing the fake Holy Ghost Soldier....

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My brain was short-circuited last night, and the fifth update is only written now.

I'm sorry! .

Chapter 127 Innate Yin Pearl, Fist Eliminates Pseudo Saints [1/5]

"Di Di Di! The host starts the "Mystery of the Shadow Soldier's Path" task, the task completion reward: a special pass to the world, failure: no"

"It turned out to be a special pass to all realms, that's great!" Zhong Chen smiled, looking at the pseudo-Saint Yin soldier in front of him, and became even more interested.

The pseudo-Sacred Yin Soldier, the cold light in his hand suddenly appeared, and a thrilling knife light slowly appeared from his hand. A hundred battle knife light was like the power of a sharp law, with a sharp blade, the pseudo-Saint Yin Soldier stepped on one foot. On the ground, the ground suddenly burst, and a catapult flew to Zhong Chen.

Zhong Chen saw the moves of the pseudo-Saint Yin soldier, and said with a smile, "It's just right!"

"Pangu Divine Art! Incarnate Heaven and Earth!"

One of the strongest body-refining techniques in the heavens and myriad worlds, with an unrivaled power, Zhong Chen punched the pseudo-Saint Yin soldier with a punch. The fist style had the sound of roaring tigers and dragons. The pseudo-Sacred Yin Soldier is extremely powerful, but the stronger Zhong Chen's fist, the one punch smashes the hundred battles of the pseudo-Sacred Yin Soldier.

Bang!

The fist slammed into the face of the pseudo-Saint Yin soldier, slap!His face was directly flattened, and his eyes protruded. The scene was extremely tragic. The pseudo-Saint Yin soldier was painless and painless. He didn't feel any injuries on his body.

Black yin qi attacked from all directions, slowly flocking to the pseudo-sacred shadow soldiers, in the blink of an eye, the pseudo-sacred shadow soldiers returned to their original state: "You, die!"

"Death? You're talking about you," Zhong Chen said, "Nine Secrets' Soldier's Art of Writing."

Clap clap clap! !

The Yin soldiers lying on the ground, the weapons in their hands flew towards Zhong Chen from all directions, the Soldier's Secret Art, one of the Nine Secrets, could control the weapons of the world, and could instantly kill Daluo Jinxian in a single thought.

"cut!"

Zhong Chen controlled Wan Jian, the sword was like a torrential rain, and the weapon hanging in the air attacked the pseudo-Saint Yin soldier.

Thousands of swords were sent out, and the dense rain of swords made the pseudo-sage-level Yin soldiers have nowhere to escape. He spat out a bead with a black light, and endless Yin Qi approached him.

"Xiantian Yin Qi Bead...'!" Zhong Chen exclaimed when he saw the bead.

The pseudo-Saint Yin soldier closed his eyes, and a layer of yin mist appeared around him, countless sword shadows, and weapons slammed outside the yin mist hood, making a clanging sound.The pseudo-sacred yin soldiers controlled the congenital yin qi beads and hit the ground with a palm, the ground shook, and nearly [-] yin soldiers climbed out from the ground, each with rusted weapons, but their spirits did not decline, but they were full of vigor. looks like.

"Kill!" The pseudo-sacred yin soldiers shouted, and [-] yin soldiers rushed towards Zhong Chen.

"This innate yin qi pearl actually has this function, and it can summon [-] yin soldiers. If this emperor can capture it, this yin qi pearl is simply a treasure of the yin people. Each of these [-] yin soldiers is in the golden fairyland. World. Equivalent to a million troops of the human race, this fake saint will die!" Zhong Chen saw the innate Yin Qi beads, his heart was beating wildly, this thing must be mine.

"The Palm of Ten Thousand Fire Extinguishing the World!"

Dozens of palms were blasted out, blasting these shadow soldiers into the air. However, these shadow soldiers were revived. Zhong Chen used the five elements to wash their souls. Zhong Chen took the title of "Blood Hand Butcher" and the surrounding space froze for a while. Murder shot up.

"Six Paths of Samsara Fist! The first punch!"

"Second punch!"

"Third punch!"

Bang bang bang!

Three loud noises seemed to tear the world apart. Within a radius of [-] miles, there was a shock, and the void in the dark night appeared colorful and strange. This is the strength of the quasi-sage's shot. The soul was killed, the ashes disappeared, and the last punch hit the pseudo-Saint Yin Soldier.

After his body was split, he could still move, and the scattered bodies around him approached his head, as if they wanted to overlap.

pat!

The soul imprint of the head dissipated, Zhong Chen sacrificed the avenue of the avenue, refining the body of this pseudo-Saint Yin soldier, and even the yin was transformed into immortal energy, Zhong Chen felt that all the immortal energy he had just consumed was restored.

The first time he fought against a pseudo-sage, Zhong Chen easily killed him.