In the swallow land, the ink clouds are rolling, the thunder and lightning are flashing, and in the void, terrifying visions are presented, and it seems that several peerless masters are fighting against each other in life and death.

On the stone platform, nine ancestral artifacts were recovering, especially the immortal Qi Drifting Snow, and she single-handedly organized the spread of the power of the eight ancestral artifacts.

Thundered......

This crater fell apart, big stones fell, and the big stones fell down the Yellow Spring without stirring up a splash, and the people between the mountain walls kept avoiding the boulders and cautiously avoided the Yellow Spring.

"This is terrible!" said an old man, shuddering.

Everyone was shocked, even some of the older generation had never encountered the confrontation scene of the confrontation between the nine ancestral weapons.

In history, there have not been a few direct confrontations between ancestral weapons, and even in war years, this kind of thing is used as a deterrent.

If they really fight together, the consequences are unbearable for both sides.

The broken sword seemed to have seen a once-in-a-century happy event, swaying the sword body, and praised Su Yang's abdomen.

"Hey, I don't want to be like that. Su Yang urged, if these weapons are fought, everyone will have to finish playing.

"What's the hurry, are you coming up with this limelight?" said Broken Sword leisurely, still overjoyed.

"Are you saying that when the sky falls, there is still a big one on top?" Su Yang glanced sideways, and realized another meaning contained in the words of the broken sword.

……

Seeing that the hall master of the Star Hall intends to stop the revival of the ancestral weapon.

An old man on the stone platform roared excitedly, his neck flushed.

"Red Dragon King, stop it!"

Although the Lord of the Star Hall said that he was going to die together just now, he softened after a while, preventing the revival of the ancestral weapon.

If this fights, even if he himself is a saint and has an ancestral weapon to protect his body, he will inevitably die, after all, the other party has seven ancestral weapons of the same level!

"Hmph!" the Red Dragon King snorted coldly, his hands were sealed, the muscles on his face were tense, and he looked extremely difficult, and the tyrannical aura on his body gradually subsided.

As soon as the Star Hall Lord stopped, he immediately stopped.

Seeing this gradually subsidence, many people's hearts slightly lowered when they mentioned their throats.

"It's good that I didn't ......," one sighed as he patted his chest and breathed heavily.

"Well, that's the end of it, it's so disrespectful, isn't it?"

Su Yang's forehead darkened, and he didn't pay attention to him, but asked instead.

"Where's that thing? I feel like it's everywhere. ”

"First the wooden box, I thought it was in the wooden box, then it was the black lotus, then it wasn't, and then it wasn't, and then the entire stone platform and the sky above were your breath. ”

The broken sword suddenly shone with divine light, as if the Emperor of Heaven had descended on mortal earth, and he said loudly: "I am the Emperor of Heaven, how can I be confused with these mortal tattereds?"

"It should be sitting on top of the Nine Heavens Palace and enjoying the worship of all souls. ”

"Right?" Broken Sword stretched out a palm and slapped Xiao Ding next to him, and said obscenely, the obscene smile on his sword body destroyed the breath.

"Bragging. Xiao Ding trembled slightly, and a faint divine thought came out, and his voice was like that of a little boy who had just learned to speak.

"...... in the sky," Su Yang muttered, looking up at the sky above the stone platform.

Suddenly, Zi Lingxue turned sideways, her eyes widened, and she looked at Su Yang incredulously, just when she felt an extraordinary aura emanating from Su Yang's body. Like a god.

"Hey, whore...... You just ...... this."

"Very handsome, right?" Su Yang grinned, reaching out to pinch the snow-white Qiong's nose.

"Come less!" Zi Lingxue took a few steps back, wrinkled her nose, and stared at Su Yang with disgust.

"Hehe......" Zi Yundong shook his head and chuckled.

In the center of the altar, eight ancestral vessels, the palpitating holy light gradually dimmed, and a large stone pressing on everyone's hearts gradually withdrew.

At this moment, not only the seven people were uncomfortable, their faces were extremely bad, but even the Lord of the Star Hall seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief.

There was a lot less anger in his body than before.

He looked at everyone with a sneer, as if everything was under his control.

The holy light of the immortal snow gradually dimmed, and on the stone platform, everyone used the power of the snow to block the power of the snow before, and now the vitality of these people is also rapidly depleted.

As the saying goes, there are no eternal enemies and friends, and they fought desperately before, but now they are facing a threat of life and death, and they have come together.

"Hehe, I don't know what other tricks you have, why don't you smooth out the swallow ground?" said the Star Hall Lord teasingly.

The crowd did not answer.

"I almost became a sinner through the ages......" The Canglan Sword Sect Sect Master lowered his head and muttered, and suddenly there was a ruthless look in his eyes!

As soon as the light curtain receded, the people of the Six Holy Lands and the people who dreamed of Hongchen suddenly triggered the ancestral weapon mark above, as if they had discussed it in advance, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill the Lord of the Star Hall who was in a bad situation!

"No......" Su Yang muttered, looking at the Lord of the Star Hall with all his attention, and the cold of the Lord of the Star Hall made him feel very uneasy.

"What did you find?" Zi Yundong asked suddenly when he turned his head.

Without waiting for Su Yang to answer, a huge change took place on the altar.

The sigils of Cangjian and Yuan Ding had been recovered beforehand.

At this moment, Cangjian and Yuan Ding suddenly made a mark!

A wooden sword, a Xuanhuang Dading, go to the Star Hall Lord to kill!

"Good!"

"It turns out that the ancestors were already on guard!" said an old man on the stone platform with his hands clapping his hands and excitedly.

Those seven marks were left more than 400,000 years ago!

Mountains and rivers, the night moon, the exquisite purple gold pagoda, and the drifting snow turned into a wisp of divine light, and in an instant, they tied up the Star Hall Master! The four divine weapons joined forces to freeze the Star Hall Master, and the body could not move!

At this moment, the whole green jade flute turned into a single note and smashed down.

"Death!" said the Taixuan Holy Lord nonchalantly, his white hair was scattered in the air, and there were still a few blood stains on his clothes, and he passed through Yuan Ding and made that wisp of imprint!

Cangjian and Yuan Ding, the attack power is extremely great, a sword pierces the universe, and a Ding collapses the ten heavens and the earth.

This is left by a saint from 400,000 years ago, even if the Lord of the Star Hall has the protection of the Star Palace, he will not escape death.

They had chosen to face to face in order to find an opportunity to break through to that level by fighting the saints.

And now, they are afraid of regeneration, and they want to kill them with thunder!

The pupils of the Lord of the Star Hall shrank for a while, and the black lotus on his forehead emitted an extremely powerful black light, and the Star Sky Temple, a galaxy fell, and there were stars hanging on it, as if a piece of the universe had been pulled up, and it was necessary to defend against these two big killing weapons!

Bang......

Yuan Ding and Cang Jian went one after the other, and hit the Star Hall Lord at the same time!

At the same time, the air seemed to sound in the air, a green note, with a pleasant vocal music, falling like a green leaf.

His speed seemed to be extremely slow, but it was extremely fast, as if he was walking through time and space!

The note smashed against the black light without any suspense, and everyone saw that the note seemed to pass through the light curtain without any hindrance.

Many clenched their fists, nervous and excited.

"Okay! Cangjian Yuanding slashes its shape, and Qingyu Xiao destroys its soul!"

"The methods of more than 400,000 years ago, the ancient sages are really terrifying...... an old monk sighed.

Su Yang couldn't help but hold the Yan King Sword and took a step forward!

(End of chapter)