When the main priest of the Star Hall came out of the Starry Sky Temple, everyone felt a sense of powerlessness.

The previous tug-of-war is now about to fall.

"Ants are always ants, even when they're a little older. The Star Hall Lord looked at the injured people, shook his head and said jokingly.

He looked up, and the immortal weapon above him was drifting snow, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Immortal snow, hehe......"

On the ground, he turned his head, two golden rays of light shot out of his eyes, and looked at the palaces in the sky.

"Even the Demon Emperor must surrender to the feet of the gods!" he said contemptuously

The temple above his head floated above the Milky Way, and the light of the stars burst out, as if he was carrying a piece of universe, to destroy that heavenly palace!

"You're looking for death!" the Red Dragon King shouted.

His eyes were red, his body was full of energy, his body seemed to be transparent, his red hair was messy in the air, and people saw the iron bones of a demon king of the world.

The Demon Emperor Hall roared, and the gods inside were furious, and the aura emitted was even more than that of the Starry Sky Temple urged by the saint

"Bang!"

The two magnificent halls collided without skill.

Boom! A thunderclap erupted in the sky, and a tremendous energy made the air tremble!

"The Starry Sky Temple is really on him, and the power of the starry sky is on his body, otherwise he will definitely not be able to touch the power of the ancestral weapon with his body!"

Zi Yundong said hurriedly, obviously this matter was absolutely shocking, otherwise Zi Yundong would definitely not be so out of shape.

Two ancestral artifacts collide directly, and the consequences are huge!

The two temples were emitting blazing divine glow, and the gods in the weapons seemed to be about to be completely revived.

The immortal snow fairy light was even more intense, and the figure like the Nine Heavens Xuannu, her arm flicked slightly, and the vigilant light curtain that fell down was even stronger.

But it is like crossing a deformed clay sculpture, the deformation is not deformed, as if it is about to burst at any time.

It is precisely because of this that the talents on the stone platform have not been affected, otherwise, few people present can be safe.

Suddenly, Cangjian, Yuan Ding, Night Moon, Mountains and Rivers, Green Jade Flute, and Linglong Purple Gold Pagoda seemed to echo this change, and burst out with an extremely terrifying aura

The gods within, revived!

The Star Palace, the Milky Way is surrounded by it, he seems to have incarnated into a large universe, the stars are like rain, the law is like the sea, and the chaotic qi surrounds, and its majesty encompasses all things and swallows the universe.

And the Demon Emperor Palace, which was facing him head-on, did not show weakness at all.

A large continuous and endless heavenly palace, covering the nine heavens, suppressing the eight desolations and Liuhe, as if it was a demon emperor of the world, and in the heavenly palace, ruling the world's bull ears, waiting for all the races in the world to worship

The eight ancestral artifacts suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, and the visions were varied,

At night, a bright moon rises from the sea, and the white moonlight sprinkles the sky and the earth, as if a ray of moonlight can sink a field, and the waves on the sea surface are surging, like the anger of the gods.

A wooden sword, turned into a green mountain, turned into a sea, turned into a pine, majestic and ever-changing, and the swaying sword qi seemed to be able to cut through the night sky.

A green bamboo forest, a green jade flute rises and falls in the sky above the bamboo forest, and the notes rush out one by one, the green mountains and green bamboos, the chips are staggered, and the sound of the silk pillar piano is ......

Bang......

A purple pagoda seems to come from the land of Hongmeng before the opening of the world, the nine-story immortal pagoda, none of which seems to be sitting on a world-famous figure, and the purple light at the mouth of the tower bursts out, with an incomparably terrifying atmosphere.

A tripod, simple and unpretentious, surrounded by the aura of Xuanhuang, suppressed on a mountain larger than the stars, there seems to be a thousand breaths circulating under the tripod, this is a tripod suppressing ten thousand ways!

"It's not good! if we continue like this, we will all die!" the old man of the Xiao family shouted.

He muttered a spell in his mouth, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body gave birth to lines, as if he was sacrificing with life force to prevent the gods from reviving.

Except for the Red Dragon King and the Star Hall Master, the other five people were also sitting on a similar matter, trying their best to prevent this from happening.

The immortal weapon was snowing, and it was sacrificed by everyone, and the speed of recovery was obviously faster, and its falling light curtain locked the breath of destruction tightly on the altar.

But this situation is only temporary, and now the power of Drifting Snow will overshadow the remaining eight, but when they gradually recover, Drifting Snow will no longer be able to fight against the eight.

The collision between the ancestral artifacts can easily sink the land of a domain by floating millions of corpses!

And now there are eight ancestral artifacts resuscitating on their own, which is really terrifying, if you don't stop it, even if you have the immortal artifact Drifting Snow to stop it, all the people here will be finished.

Not only that, but even the swallow land outside is going to become a barren land!

"Chijiao, stop quickly!" the old man in the Night Rain Villa roared, and his eardrums hurt with the sound of the Dao.

On the stone platform, between the mountain walls, everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, and now they are only recovering from such terrifying power.

If it's a complete game, everyone here will have to finish playing.

Everyone gasped and watched this scene, even if they opened the domain gate now, it would be too late to escape immediately.

The Red Dragon King seemed to have a determination to die, and did not stop his attack.

The Star Hall Lord was also terrified at this moment, and in the case of the recovery of the seven ancestral weapons, even if he was a saint, he would be beaten into ashes.

Previously, he relied on his cultivation to be able to bully the people of these holy places so calmly and easily, but at this moment, it was a matter of life and death.

He was also trying his best to control the Starry Sky Temple, and he didn't want to die.

"Lao Jiao, do you really want to fight to the death?" he shouted, his eyes were red, his forehead was black, and he shouted.

"Hmph, the Demon Emperor must not be humiliated!" The Red Dragon King's red hair was messy in the air, and his face seemed to be a little older!

"In that case, let's die together!"

"Red Dragon King!" the elders of the Purple Cloud Pavilion and the Night Rain Villa roared in unison, for fear that the two of them would do something drastic.

It doesn't matter if they die, they don't have much lifespan, but now in Yandi, in this small world, the high-level people of the entire Nanling Ridge, and even the big people of the entire crape myrtle are concentrated here.

The entire crape myrtle, the number of ancestral artifacts can be counted, and now nearly half of them appear in Nanling!

If all the nine ancestral artifacts are recovered, all the people here will have to finish playing! The entire crape myrtle sky will be turned over!

Boom, a flash of thunder suddenly flashed in the sky, like a sign of the destruction of the world......

In the sky above Yandi, lead clouds were dense, lightning and thunder roared, and all living beings trembled.

It's only been a long time, and this day seems to have returned to the great changes of the world a few days ago.

Mortals bow down to Heaven and reflect deeply and sincerely on their sins.

The monks, large and small, were overwhelmed by the breath.

The lead clouds were thick, and the thunder shook the heavens and the earth, as if the heavens were angry.

"Ancestral artifact revival?"

"Cangjian has been revived!" Canglan Sword Sect, an old man walked out of the ancient cave of retreat and looked at Yan Di.

"One, two, three......"

"It's actually nine pieces! Is this going to sink Nanling!" An old man was on a high mountain, looking at Nanling from afar, his brows tightly locked.

"Tsk, a group of children are fighting, now there is some play. In Su Yang's abdomen, the broken sword slowly rose from a small ding, and the human-like facial features were exposed on the sword, looking at it gloatingly.

"! You're finally awake!"

"Hurry up and think of a way, Lao Tzu doesn't want to die young for no reason!" Su Yang was anxious and scolded!

(End of chapter)