Episode 5: The Road of the Emperor

Chapter 423 Fearless "It's him, who came here alone, to take the life of the young master of the Divine Spirit Valley!"

People were shocked, how powerful the primeval royal family was, who would want to provoke it now? Although Zitian was not as powerful as Huangxu Dao, Yuangu, and Tianhuangzi were not of the ancient emperor's bloodline, they were enough to deter the world.

However, the Cold Prison Palace dared to kill him alone, and such a strong force shocked everyone.

Heaven and earth roar!

The Cold Prison Palace still didn't use any weapons with one hand, and only used one fist to kill the Purple Heaven Capital, and the golden battle qi flooded this place...... "It became a boiling sea."

Zi Tian felt great pressure, this person in front of him was too terrifying, could it really be that he could not be compared with a few people in the Phoenix Void Dao and have the power of the same level of bloodline?

He felt a thrill in his heart, and for the first time understood that the Holy Sacrament of the Terrans was far more terrible than he had imagined.

"Bang"

The purple sky is fighting against the Cold Prison Palace, and the ancient tower on the head shakes the purple qi of the sky like a long river hitting the eight directions, and the void is like a broken painting, which cannot be stopped.

"When"

Cold Prison Palace's Purple Tower, which shook hard with his fists, fought his Dao mana with a flesh shell, and every punch carried a monstrous golden battle aura.

This is a shocking duel, in the blink of an eye, the two ** battles have been fought for hundreds of rounds, and the garden has long been destroyed, which has alarmed everyone.

In this small world, there are many people with great backgrounds, and there are many master-level figures, and there are also many young Junyan and Nanling beauties, all of whom are characters with heads and faces, and they are all shocked.

"When"

When the battle reached five hundred rounds, the Cold Prison Palace unleashed six reincarnation punches to shatter the vacuum, and the top layer of the Purple Tower cracked, and then exploded with a bang.

"What?!" Zitian was shocked, the five-story ancient tower was destroyed, and the impact on him was too great.

This weapon was refined by an old man in the clan, and the king of this is unshakable, and the defense power is amazing, even if the people of the second layer of the Sendai Heaven touch the Seven Forbidden Realms, they can't destroy it at all.

However, the reality is surprising, the cold prison palace did not use weapons, and it was shattered with just a pair of fists.

The golden battle qi was like a sea, and it was submerged again, and Zi Tiandu screamed, coughed up blood, and flew upside down with the four-story ancient tower.

"The primeval royal family is nothing more than that!"

The cold prison palace said, walking like a golden god of war, in the immeasurable holy light, the whole body bloomed with immortal gods, sacred and solemn, people couldn't help but look up.

The blow to Zitiandu was huge, almost destroying his belief in victory, and the Terran Holy Body shattered his ancient pagoda with only a pair of fists, making him terrified.

"Kill!" Zi Tian went crazy, when he reached this point, there was no way to retreat, and he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

"Boom!" the cold prison palace even more arrogant punched, in the immeasurable holy light, almost a god, falling from the sky, destroying the withering and decaying, and shaking the last four-layer purple pagoda into forest powder with one punch.

"Ah......h This time it was definitely a serious injury, the power of the Holy Body was so strong that it could easily wipe out a mountain, and without the defense of the ancient tower, the impact just now was huge.

The cold prison palace was faster than lightning, and followed without stopping, punching out punch after punch, and the infinite holy light crowded every inch of heaven and earth, and Feng Zitian blocked it with both hands, shattering on the spot, even his chest almost exploded, and his body crisscrossed and was covered with countless cracks, spurting blood outward.

"Do you still remember a young man named Dongfang Ye of the Terran race, who slaughtered them all, but did you ever think that there would be today?"

"Of course I remember, isn't it the uncivilized savage, it's very difficult to kill, but after all, it was surrounded by the Falling Eagle Cliff, and blood spattered on the stone wall. Zi Tiandu smiled cruelly, and now he had nothing to fear, and opened his mouth and spurted a mouthful of blood.

Falling Eagle Cliff, even the eagle fell in front of it to fall, it was an ominous place, a lot of strange things had happened, and even the Taigu people did not want to approach.

"An uncivilized savage, is this your evaluation?!" Leng Prison Gong gritted his teeth, his whole body was boiling with blood, his upper clothes exploded, and he shot with all his might.

Zi Tiandu smiled cruelly and said, "It's just a wild man, what if I kill it?" He knew that most of the days would not end well, and he was completely out of the way.

At this moment, the cold prison palace can only ...... with a fist, "smash all obstacles with invincible strength and trample this person under his feet, in order to clear the grievances of the old man."

All kinds of weapons in the sky continued to collapse, and the Cold Prison Palace was crazy, and when he found an opportunity, he tore off the regenerated arms of Zitiandu, and they were drenched in blood.

"Bang"

"Ah......h

The next moment, the cold prison palace fell from the sky with a kick......" With overwhelming combat power, he stepped out a big foot, stepped on Zi Tiandu's chest, and landed vertically.

"Poof"

This is a bloody picture, the cold prison palace stepped on the purple sky, stomped his chest apart, kicked through it, and stepped on the ground.

"The Ancient Royal Clan is nothing more than that!" Leng Prison Palace put his hands behind his back and looked down at him, destroying all the self-confidence and dignity of Zitian Capital.

Blood-drenched and shocking!

The cold prison palace stepped on the purple sky and fell from the sky, stomped on his chest, split it apart, and kicked the soles of his feet through and stepped on the ground.

This scene calmed everyone, and I don't know how many sect masters there are in this garden, let alone how many rising stars in Nanling, and the pearls of the great sect of the dynasty have lost their color.

The blood-stained demeanor and bloody picture are more powerful than all words, and the young master of the dignified Divine Spirit Valley, the successor of the primeval royal family, was defeated by the Holy Body of the Terran in this way.

There was no trick in the cold prison palace, not even the weapons were revealed, the pure aesthetic violence, destroying the withering and decaying, shattered everything with a pair of golden fists.

Everyone felt it, and he had such a belief in his heart.

The decisive words and deeds of the Cold Prison Palace made people feel a kind of fierceness, destroying all obstacles, but all those who stood in front of them were smashed with one punch.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan all had snow-white faces, and their hearts were beating in the distance, and they were very uneasy.

Wu Fei, one of the four heavenly maidens, is okay, and several pearls are also restless, wondering if Fang and the young master of the Divine Spirit Valley have attacked the Holy Body of the Terran race when they smiled skillfully.

Many people were amazed, all watching from afar, and no one dared to approach. The ground was scarlet, and the cold prison palace stepped on it like this, Zitian's body was torn apart, and at this time, a big golden hand pressed down, which was to completely end his life.

Zi Tiandu let out a wooden scream, extremely miserable, his body completely collapsed, turning into a piece of brilliance, but everyone was taken aback, this was his own initiative.

A blazing light appeared, and another purple sky stood in the void, freed from the feet of the cold prison palace, became one with the primordial spirit, and rushed forward.

The whole heaven and earth roared, and all kinds of avenue veins emerged, what immortal, what eternal, all seemed to be broken.

A god!

Everyone felt such an aura, and the purple sky of this light turned into a combination with the primordial god was even more terrifying, and the void was frozen at once, and the brief moment seemed to make everything still.

"Are you really calling me the Valley of the Divine Spirit for nothing?", Zitian Du Senhan.

The body of the cold prison palace was unable to move, and was restrained in the void, and the god-like light body in front of him shot out terrifying beams of light.

"We are majoring in gods, and the physical body is a post station!", Zitian shouted, bombarding the Yuan Shen of the Cold Prison Palace, and wanted to destroy him in Sendai.

In the end, the Valley of the Gods is to cultivate the Yuan Shen, refine their own gods, and when they reach the highest level, they will give up their physical bodies.

Zitian is far from reaching the highest realm, if he is not forced to this kind of Jedi, he will not dare to use it at all, because he will be destroyed at every turn!

However, today he succeeded and there was no danger.

"Knock"

The flesh shell of the Cold Prison Palace was like a lightning strike, a crack appeared in the center of the eyebrows, and a wisp of blood overflowed, but the body did not fall and was still standing.

"It's a pity if such a powerful body is destroyed, so leave it to me as a post station and become my true body in the future. Zi Tiandu laughed at the cruelty.

His body emitted an even more terrifying light, shooting towards the center of the cold prison palace's eyebrows, the sound of the bang was soft, and there was another rift, and blood flowed.

"Attack your Sendai, take your flesh and shell, and the Holy Body of the Terran will become my body from now on!", he rushed forward with a frenzied scream.

In the distance, everyone was shocked, and no one thought that Zitian had such terrifying means, the physical body was not important, and the gods that were truly cultivated were the most terrifying.

"You can die and give me this powerful body. Zitian shouted, his expression hideous, and he wanted to turn into a blazing light and penetrate the Sendai of the Cold Prison Palace.

"Bang"

Suddenly, a golden one poked out, grabbed him, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and said coldly: "Gods, it's nothing more than that!", "What, how can you break through, imprison eternity, no one in the second layer of Sendai can escape this bondage." Zi Tiandu shouted, and it wasn't until this moment that he was terrified.

"It's really a bit surprising to me that the Valley of the Gods has this kind of secret technique, but it's a little bit worse to kill me with this. "The golden battle qi outside the cold prison palace continued to evaporate, and the blazing aura was overwhelming, and the immeasurable holy light submerged this place.

What bondage, what imprisonment, what eternity has been broken.

"Ah......h

Relying on one's own efforts, from hell to heaven step by step, turning everything around, it will be full of a sense of accomplishment and endless spiritual joy, but if you just climb up, you will be kicked down, which is even sadder than being reincarnated in the eighteenth layer of hell.

"No!" Zi Tiandu was discouraged, thinking that he would turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment and trample the immortal enemy on the soles of his feet, but he never thought that it would still be empty.

Everyone was really chilled, and they asked themselves, if it were them, I am afraid that no one would be able to escape this catastrophe, the secret technique of the Valley of the Gods was suddenly terrifying.

A veritable Jedi counter-killing, but it was forcefully suppressed by the Cold Prison Palace, and it did not achieve the desired effect.

"I don't want to die, the ancestral king's mantra, forbidden magic, borrow the power of heaven, borrow the light of the way, burn it for me!", Zitian roared unwillingly, his expression hideous.

On his body, an ancient character of Feng was blooming with a strange and terrifying brilliance, and there was an inscription on his soul, exuding a terrifying sage coercion.

"The breath of the Ancient Ancestor King!", the Cold Prison Palace shouted that it was not good, it was the handwriting of the Ancient Sage-level figures, Zitian was the inheritor of the Divine Spirit Valley, and he was really sheltered and doted.

"Buzz"

His Sendai is dazzling, and a golden villain is exactly the same as him, holding a small tripod and flying out, and the avenue of heaven and earth is peaceful.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the void seemed to freeze, and it was many times stronger than the eternal confinement of Zitiandu.

Tai Chi is the god form of the cold prison palace, and it returns against it, and the original spirit merges with the Tao, becoming an elusive point, rushing out of the original body Tianyu and turning into a variable!

Like a ray of primordial light, nothing can stop it, the Yuan Shen held Xiao Ding and pressed down from the sky, and smashed the soul of Zitiandu with a bang.

All the six cuts are quiet, and only the Tai Chi is reversed into Wuji, which is the Yuan Shen and Xiao Ding of the Cold Prison Palace.

In the distance, the people watching the battle also stood still, as if frozen in this picture.

"Boom", until the soul of Zitiandu exploded and the primordial spirit of the Cold Prison Palace returned with a hug, all this seemed to be active.

The cold prison palace fled away in an instant, leaving the spot, Zitian was completely destroyed, and before he could even scream, he became dust.

"Who is it, kill my son, leave no room for it?!", a majestic voice shouted, and there was an ancient character in the void that bloomed with divine light that reached the sky.

"It's me!" Leng Prison Gong stood in the far sky, not afraid.