Moments later, an old man appeared. He wears an imperial crown on his head, his gray hair is plucked, and even his eyes are gray.

His eyes were terrifying, making all the major ancestors want to kneel down.

This old saint is wearing a moon-white robe, embedded with divine gold fragments to protect the vital points of his body, and his eyebrows are the black gold that protects Sendai, which is the real emperor's divine material, becoming a round of black sun blocking there.

His body is long, his eyes are vicissitudes, although he has endless terrifying blood, but it is difficult to hide his old age, and his longevity will never be much. But it has gone far on a lonely road of certification, and future generations will not be able to look at it at all!

"Kun Zhou." The golden-haired Shengfo narrowed his eyes, and the golden eyes opened and closed with brilliance, and there was an extremely deep killing intent hidden in them.

"Holy Emperor Brother, you really didn't die so easily."

Kun Zhou's tone was calm, his vein had a deep hatred with the Fighting Saint Emperor's vein. At that time, his clan uncle and the Fighting Saint Emperor were the two most likely to become the Ancient Emperor, although his clan uncle was defeated in the final battle, but it also brought irreparable injuries to the Fighting Saint Emperor.

Generally, the Great Emperor Gu Huang can live out two lifetimes, one life and ten thousand years after possessing the immortal elixir. But the Battle Saint Emperor is only more than 12,000 years old, and he will usher in the limit. Therefore, the Fighting Saint Ape Pulse and the Kunzhou Sect are mortal enemies of each other.

"Without further ado, let's fight outside the territory! Only blood can wash away hatred! ”

"Just what I want!"

Fight to defeat the Buddha and go with Kunzhou. Princess Divine Silkworm wanted to follow, but was stopped by the ancestor king of Divine Silkworm Ridge.

"Princess, wait!"

This is a battle between the top sages, and it is useless for the Divine Silkworm Princess, the Holy King, to go, and it will only add to the chaos.

"Quick, open the Formation Eye and watch this battle!" A strong man of the ancient tribe said.????

A strong person with a high Dao pattern attainment can cast a peerless magic eye to transmit back the battle situation outside the territory, and can clearly manifest the battle situation.

But the unexpected happened.

Several ancestral kings quickly arranged, and in the blink of an eye, a huge array appeared, about to reflect the battlefield outside the sky.

There was silence outside the domain, shattered weapons, and huge bone blocks floating in outer space, exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

It was eternal, cold, desolate, and there was nothing but traces of the Great War. The planet that was supposed to be here had long since been shattered by the aftermath of the Great Sage's battle and turned into cosmic dust.

Dou Shengfo and Kun Zhou both stood on the edge of the Beidou and confronted each other, and did not rush to the real extraterritorial. Because the aftermath of the battle between Wang Dali and Ning Fei was reverberating in the entire surrounding world, even the Great Sage felt that it was very dangerous.

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"Broken God!"

A silver breaking wave was thrown out from the blade of the silver Changge in Ning Fei's hand, and a silver hurricane blew in the dark universe, shattering many stars.

It can be seen from the name of this formula that Ning Fei was also a lawless existence when he was young.

The ancestor king of the eight gods is cheering for him. This strand is made of the bones and skins of the eight-headed saint king-level cow beasts, and the sound is like thunder, which can shatter the ordinary slashing king.

The first god will have a silver battle in his hand for nine days, and a silver robe is beyond the world, surpassing the gods, as if he wants to feather a flying immortal, and his shot is a lore.

"Hercules Fist Eighth Style!"

Standing opposite Ning Fei, Wang Dali waved his own pair of iron fists, and the name alone shocked a group of Ancestral King Great Sages.

This Terran Supreme is too unparticular about his moves, right?

But the power of his punch contrasts sharply with the way Rotten Street is named. Wang Dali's right fist seemed to be pinching a small universe, and a layer of golden light appeared, resisting the supreme power that Ning Fei had slashed out, and a golden brilliance was shot out in the silver long river.

"Xuanhuang Ding suppresses everything!"

A great sage sacrificed the forbidden weapon, and wisps of Xuanhuang maternal qi, which was the source of heaven and earth, overflowed from the ding, and every trace was comparable to a high mountain.

Under the pressure of several Xuanhuang Mother Qi that had been refined by the Immortal Emperor, even Beidou would be penetrated, and no planet could withstand this terrible weight.

Wang Dali's right fist and Ning Fei's silver Tiange clashed, colliding with the most brilliant sparks, like a prosperous era of smoke and rain blooming, gorgeous and beautiful.

Two terrible forces destroy the withering and decaying, and they can kill all souls just by escaping.

In the face of the attacking Xuanhuang Motherhood, Wang Dali waved his left hand, held the Xuanhuang Motherhood in his hand, and then threw it back as rudely as a hidden weapon.

"Give it back to you!"

"No !!"

Several Xuanhuang Mother Qi returned at a faster speed than when they came, and hit the Xuanhuang Ding above the Great Sage's head with a bang.

This forbidden weapon couldn't withstand such a heavy force, and it immediately exploded, and the fluctuations generated by the explosion shook the Seven Apertures of the Great Sage below, and even the Yuan Shen was a little unstable. He hurriedly retreated into the formation, put a Medicine King Pill in his mouth, and carried the healing treasure technique.

In just one fight, Yin Ge in Ning Fei's hand slashed out a full one hundred and eight times, and each meteor-like slash trajectory could kill a great sage.

Wang Dali struck back with both fists, faster than lightning, and resisted Ning Fei's weapon.

The battle between the two is like a great collapse, the four sides are unstable, the earth, fire, feng shui appear, and they want to reopen the world, and the chaos and smoke are flying.

It was a confrontation of wisps of the divine chain of order, accompanied by a majestic scene like opening the world.

After a round, Wang Dali took every attack from Ning Fei and kept fighting back, slowly gaining the upper hand.

His punches were magnificent, and he clearly overwhelmed people with force. Every time it waved, the heavens and stars twinkled in the golden light, as if a small universe was condensed.

Ning Fei's face was heavy, and he felt that he was being suppressed. The silver armor on his body glowed, and a divine eye faintly appeared between his eyebrows, and the aura of wind and thunder was brewing in it.

After dozens of more rounds, Ning Fei began to have fragments of the Great Dao Law falling from his body. The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his mouth was numb. Every blow before required all his strength, and each time a strange punch entered his body through Zhan Ge, causing shock.

On the other hand, Wang Dali hit faster and faster, and one punch was heavier than the other. He found the right time and used his right fist to swing away Ning Fei's battle ge, and his left fist slashed through a mysterious trajectory, breaking his left arm with a click.

But this was also expected by Ning Fei. The first god suddenly opened a silver eye between his eyebrows, and shot a silver light at the center of Wang Dali's eyebrows.

"Sky Eye!"

This is Ning Fei's racial talent, and it is the deepest hidden trick, which can stun other people's primordial spirits.

In the head-to-head duel, even the Great Emperor Ancient Emperor will be frozen by him in a trance, which is a secret that only he and the Immortal Queen know.

But this time, Ning Fei miscalculated.

"You don't have a primordial god?"

Under the silver light, Ning Fei was surprised to find that the center of Wang Dali's eyebrows, that is, the Sendai of ordinary cultivators, was actually empty.

He doesn't even have a primordial god, so his secret technique that can fix the primordial god is naturally useless.

Just miscalculated, Wang Dali's fist arrived. Ning Fei had no choice but to block it, but his body was blown away, shattering several big stars and rushing into the array of the eight divine generals.