Chapter 745: Resistance (1)

Now the companions who are fighting side by side are even going to live and die, and many people feel sad in their hearts, and they can't wait to join such a battlefield and kill the supreme great sage's Yuan Immortal for that human saint.

The black Yuan Immortal Light belonging to the Thousand-Handed Immortal had already spread to Ye Tian's chin, and he was about to step into Ye Tian's Sendai and officially move into his body.

The old madman's fist has been clenched, and the Six Spirit Reincarnation Fists capable of shattering the universe are gathering.

And in Ye Tian's body, the duel of Yuan Immortals had reached the final moment, and a thousand-handed immortal had already appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the terrifying murderous aura seemed to be about to penetrate time and space.

"If you obediently let go of your resistance, maybe you will be able to leave a trace of your crippled Yuan Immortal, and I will resurrect you after I become a god, and it will not be in vain for you to be a supreme treasure. ”

The Thousand-Handed Immortal laughed wildly, excited to the extreme, but when he saw the old madman Six Spirits Reincarnation Boxing punch out, he directly changed color, used his immortal power, and moved Ye Tian's body in an instant.

He had already controlled most of Ye Tian's body, and at this moment, he let out a sigh of surprise, and a stone figure sat in Ye Tian's chaotic sea of bitterness, without the slightest abnormality, and a drop of scarlet blood floated next to it.

"What kind of top-notch treasure is that? It's so wonderful, I can't imagine that I have walked such a big fortune today. ”

"Ye Tian!" laughed, Ye Tian's Yuan Immortal in his eyebrows was completely suppressed in the corner, and his body was almost completely controlled by the Thousand-Handed Immortal.

Endless black mangs enveloped the land, and the Thousand-Handed Immortal returned once again, staring at the old madman with indifferent eyes.

"I will crush your bones and scatter ashes, and the Terrans should mourn under our hands, that is the most beautiful music. ”

The Thousand-Handed Immortal confronted the old madman again, and many Terran monks in the distance felt their hearts hairy, and endless sorrow enveloped their hearts, and all of them lost confidence and almost despaired.

The two Terran saints joined forces, and before they entered the bronze ancient ship, there was already a saint who was taken away by the great sage of the Abyss Heavenly Terran Race, and only one Terran saint was still insisting, is there still a chance to win?

Such a situation is mostly a mortal situation, and there are still two great sage-level figures in the Purple Bronze Ancient Ship who have not appeared, not to mention that there are dozens of Abyss Ancestor Heavenly Beings, and the human race seems to be facing a huge catastrophe.

Two ancient creatures like fairies walked out of the ancient ship, one of them had a pair of golden ancestral dragon horns, except that the pair of dragon horns was almost no different from the human race, which was one of the strongest bloodlines in the abyss race.

Another terrifying creature was full of silver hair, with a perfect face, not the slightest flaw could be seen, and the most perfect appearance in the woman's heart, there was a diamond-shaped black scale on its forehead, like a third fairy eye, and there was a peerless fairy light between opening and closing, as if it could penetrate the cosmic galaxy.

Just revealing a trace of qi, it made countless people's souls tremble and almost collapse to the ground, these are the two supreme great saints.

Dozens of Abyss Ancestor Heavenly Beings in the Purple Bronze Ancient Ship poured their essence into the bodies of these two great sages, allowing the two of them to reappear in their former supreme demeanor, which was terrifying to the extreme.

"Hahahaha, let the human race die! My abyssal celestial human race is destined to reign over the world, alas, this era of great changes in the world once again composes the supreme glory of our race, and spreads the supreme glory of our race. ”

"Ye Tian!" looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were completely filled with black light, and occasionally a trace of golden light could be seen shining in the depths of his eyes.

The Thousand-Hand Immortal was completely dominant, and Ye Tian was still resisting, but he was not an opponent at all.

The old madman was surrounded by the three supreme great sages, his eyes were still extremely crazy, and the fist in his hand waved, and the six spirit reincarnation fists were unmatched, directly hitting the great sage of the first-born ancestor dragon horn.

"Kill!"

A terrible roar erupted from the mouth of the old madman, and boundless murderous aura permeated the air.

At this moment, Ye Tian's body suddenly froze in place, and a drop of bewitching blood escaped from Ye Tian's eyebrows, the scarlet blood looked full of vitality, but there was a vague figure in it.

What made the two Great Sages and the old madman of the Abyss Celestial Race chill was that the vague figure grabbed the black Yuan Immortal of the Thousand-Handed Heavenly Immortal in his hand and devoured it directly.

It was as if the Yuan Immortal created by Ugin just disappeared into the scarlet blood, making the vague figure of the spirit clearer.

"Alas!"

A low sigh came out of the mouth of the spirit figure, making the three great sages feel creepy, and a great sage's Yuan Immortal was swallowed by it like this, without the slightest wave, only a miserable scream sounded in the ears of several people, making people's hands and feet cold, and cold all over the body.

"Not strong enough, not strong enough, after all, you can't go against the sky, although there are references, but after all, you can't go against the sky, there is not enough time!"

The vague figure said something of unknown meaning, which made the three great saints a little confused, and they didn't know what their purpose was?

Ye Tian was shocked, the first taboo in the abyss world, Dugu Defeated Heaven's immortal thoughts, seemed to have insight into the cultivation method of the abyss world from the soul memory of the thousand-handed heavenly immortal, which made him terrified.

"Immortal thoughts? No, what kind of weirdness is it?"

The Great Sage with a prismatic scale in the center of his eyebrows was stunned, unable to judge the origin of the drop of blood.

Ye Tian didn't think about it so much at all, and directly used the unparalleled line secret, and left in an instant from the confrontation of the three great sages.

He also felt a little frightened, this drop of true heavenly blood obtained from the abyss world had already shown extraordinary power.

At first, it was just a heavenly level, probably at the level of the saint and celestial in the abyss world, but after coming to this world, he showed all kinds of immortals, among which the vague figure of the spirit, he didn't have to guess that the spirit was the fragment of the immortal soul of the ancient first taboo a lonely defeated sky.

This drop of blood is a little extraordinary!

It's just that no matter what thoughts Ye Tian was turning in his heart, that drop of blood escaped directly into his body, and there seemed to be a deep heavenly sound ringing in his ears between the blurs, which made him a little suspicious.

"I'll wait for you to come back!"

The two Great Sages of the Abyss Celestial Race also wanted to further probe the situation in Ye Tian's body and find out that strange drop of blood, from which they seemed to sense the breath belonging to the Great God, and it was even more vicissitudes and distance.

"Bang!"

The old madman didn't care about it at all, he was extremely strong, Ye Tian's escape from the predicament made him feel relieved in his heart, and he didn't say much, he was silent, he just rotated his fist, and it directly shattered and ethereal, as if he was going to smash through the galaxy.

I have to say that the Six Spirits Reincarnation Fist is incomparably domineering, and the cultivation is extremely difficult, but once it is cultivated, it is also invincible in the heavens and on the ground, and the thick black hair of the young and old madman is flying, like a celestial immortal, and the stars of the heavens seem to roll with his pair of fists.