On the bronze earth, the aftermath of supreme power swept in all directions, and the entire Qinglian Continent was plunged into a violent storm, and the nightmarish aura shrouded the heavens and the earth, which was extremely depressing, and hundreds of millions of monks only felt that the end of the world was coming. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"This sword is not bad!"

Wan Qi Zhutian waved his sleeve robe, instantly annihilating the aftermath of heaven and earth, looking at the Purple Cloud King and saying with a light smile, the hundreds of millions of monks breathed a sigh of relief, and the palpitating feeling finally disappeared.

"But if you want to kill me, you can't", Wan Qi Zhutian raised his eyes, his expression was indifferent, with a hint of arrogance, as if this heaven and earth could not suppress it, and the ancient combat skills could not win in his hands.

The Purple Cloud King frowned, and a trace of anger rose in his heart, "Since the Divine Sword can't annihilate you, let you see the power of the Eight Banners over there!"

Saying that, the Heavenly Mandate Great Array behind the Purple Cloud King shone with endless light, shining in the void, extremely bright, as brilliant as the light of the stars in the sky, as dazzling as the Milky Way in the sky, and the boundless and vast breath was like a hundred rivers filling the sea, surging towards the Heavenly Mandate Great Array.

Buzzing!

The long wind in the void is mighty, spanning thousands of miles, like a steel dragon, sweeping from the sky.

Immediately, the entire bronze earth shook, giving birth to a terrifying tearing force, like a dark swamp, which could trap the Heavenly Immortal Emperor, and the king could not escape!

Mountains Cui Wei, slowly rising!

Yan rolled the land of Qinglian and burned hundreds of millions of voids.

The tide is overwhelming!

Thunder, carrying the majesty of the nine heavens, thunderbolted down from the long sky.

The earth is buzzing and trembling, cracking a hundred thousand rivers and mountains!

The heavens roar, the holy light is eternal!

The power of the Eight Banners of ancient times, at this moment reappears in the world, boundless and infinite coercion, oppression of the world, no power can be seen with it, the attributes of the Eight Banners are like eight devils and gods, making people tremble, fear, and palpitations.

"The Divine Sword can't tear you apart, I don't know the power of the Eight Banners, can you contend with it", the Purple Cloud King's arm probed into the void, his expression was awe-inspiring, looking at the power of the Eight Banners around him, full of confidence, between the flipping palms of his hand, the power of the Eight Banners that spanned the world suddenly changed.

Celestial Wind Vortex!

Osawa plate!

Jiuyue Tomahawk!

Guyan Monument!

The Great Wall of Sea Ice!

Punish the sword!

Immortal Heavenly Sword!

Sermon Bell!

In just a moment, the power of the Eight Banners turned into eight terrifying ancient combat techniques, the mighty power, like the long river of life flowing between heaven and earth, the power is boundless, and the breath of each ancient combat technique can compete with the previous Zhu Shen Sword.

The preaching bell is even more heavenly and rolling, resounding through hundreds of millions of vast lands, if the yellow bell is Da Lu, it is deafening.

Hundreds of millions of monks on the mainland were shocked, dumbfounded, and their whole bodies were like falling into an ice cellar, they had never seen such a terrifying combat skill, it was all from the power of the Ancient Ancients, and every move had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Sonor!

Suddenly, the void resounded with the roar of soldiers, and a spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

The body of the spear is simple and has no power at all, but the unique aura is enough to compete with the eight ancient combat skills, the red tassel hunting, sweeping millions of fields, like the blood of the ancient emperor, is particularly dazzling.

Holding a spear in his hand, the figure of Wan Qi Zhutian suddenly became tall, like an ancient demon body, and his power overwhelmed all directions.

"Ancient combat skills, this emperor wants to teach him what kind of power he has", said Wan Qi Zhutian's body vibrate, like a long rainbow tearing through the nine heavens, rising towards the Purple Cloud King, the spear vibrates, like a spear like a long river of destruction, invincible in front of it, destroying the withering and decaying.

The Purple Cloud King smiled coldly, and his palm slapped down from the sky, just like the boundless power of the ancient ink pan, the eight ancient battle techniques surrounding his body suddenly hissed, and he went towards the Ten Thousand Heavens to intercept and kill.

Airplanes!

With a loud bang, the heavenly wind vortex collided with the gun, and the terrifying vortex was about to tear the gun apart, and in the vortex, millions of fierce wind blades burst out, incomparably majestic and brilliant.

There was a loud roar in the void, and the spear that shone in the sky was completely annihilated in the heavenly wind vortex, and at this moment, Wan Qi Xutian also entered the center of the vortex, and his figure was invisible.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the heavenly wind vortex exploded, and the figure of Wan Qi Zhutian resurfaced in the sky, his fists clenched to the sky, like a god general in the dust.

The Purple Cloud King in the Void frowned slightly, and a trace of apprehension rose in his heart, he never expected that Wan Qi Zhutian would completely crush the Heavenly Wind Vortex with one punch, such a terrifying power was really rare.

With a wave of his hand, the seven ancient battle techniques surrounding his body tore towards Wan Qi Zhutian at the same time.

Seeing this, hundreds of millions of monks gasped at the same time, the power of the Divine Sword can compete with the Eight Desolations of Retrostepping, and these seven ancient combat techniques are besieged at the same time, I don't know if Wan Qi Zhutian can compete?

Looking at the ancient combat skills that came across the void, Wan Qi Zhutian held a magic spear, shook his head, and then his body shook, dancing a spear in his hand, crisscrossing the sky and the earth, the soldiers that burst out from the spear edge were like monstrous white waves in an instant, submerging the real world.

Rumbling, the void shook, and the soldiers that crisscrossed the heavens and the earth surrounded the body of Wan Qi Zhutian, forming a defense, like an ancient Great Wall, cast with red gold, to resist the seven ancient battle skills of the void.

The Purple Cloud King sneered, "Wan Qi Zhutian, I see how long you can resist, but in a moment, you will be crushed by your combat skills, this heaven and earth, there is no emperor through the ages!"

The Purple Cloud King didn't speak, he only felt a tremor all over his body, and an infinite terrifying aura poured out from the center of the Great Wall of Gunmang, with a bang, and in the blink of an eye, the Great Wall cast of red gold exploded in the void, tearing towards the Seven Ancient Combat Techniques.

The roaring sound continued, the void shook, the earth trembled, and the guns rolled, like a rushing river, crashing into the seven ancient combat techniques in the void, and the power was unparalleled.

However, the ancient combat skills, how can the ordinary power be able to compete, only in a few breaths, the spears that originally swept the heavens and the earth, were completely dissipated, crushed by the ancient combat skills, hundreds of millions of monks were shocked, the power of the ancient combat skills, even more terrifying than they imagined.

Although it was only a few breaths, Wan Qi Zhutian won enough time.

Under the sky, Wan Qi Zhutian stands proudly, like an immortal monument, which makes people worship, and the hair is flying wildly, which also contains this infinite power.

Spears to the sky!

The soldiers chant like war drums and golden bells, sweeping through the hundreds of millions of blood-stained fields, and the quaint spears finally reveal endless brilliant soldiers at this moment, like the galaxy leading to the secret realm of the sky, which is incomparably bright, comparable to the wings of heaven and earth, and can compete with the sun and the moon.

Wan Qi Zhutian smiled coldly, and the ancient spear of the world smashed down from above the universe.

Boom Boom!

The void shook, pieces collapsed and shattered, and the indomitable soldiers withered and decayed, heading towards the seven ancient battle skills, invincible.

Hundreds of millions of monks opened their eyes wide, held their breath, and only felt the powerful and overwhelming power entwined in their hearts, that magic spear is the only one in heaven and earth, the spear is invincible, attacking the sky and killing the moon!

With a sonorous sound, the ancient divine spear slammed into the Daze plate, making a golden resonance sound, only in an instant, a trace of crack appeared in the Daze plate, and it was defeated like a mountain, and it retreated far away. In the void, the light surrounding the ancient divine spear dimmed slightly, heading towards the Jiuyue Battle Axe.

The sound of roaring continued, every time the Jiuyue battle axe fell, it was like a mountain shattering, and the power was extremely terrifying, and the ancient magic spear naturally would not back down, and the strong breath had been suppressing the Jiuyue battle axe, and the fierce battle continued, and after stabbing the ninth shot, the Jiuyue battle axe was crushed.

The ancient spear shook and headed towards the Gu Yan Monument!

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In the void, the war lasted for 3,000 miles, and the aftermath spanned millions of lands.

An ancient magic spear, sweeping through the seven ancient combat techniques, is so powerful that it is unrivaled in the world. Hundreds of millions of monks looked at the ancient spear with red tassels, their eyes full of worship, what a terrifying power it was.

In the end, the ancient divine spear headed towards the Dao Bell, and the brilliance around it was exhausted, and the power was not as good as before.

The Purple Cloud King's expression was extremely depressed at the moment, his heart was full of anger, he didn't expect that Wan Qi Zhutian's spear was actually an invincible existence, looking at the last Dao Bell, his eyebrows showed a cruel look, he could feel that the power of the ancient divine spear was still not as good as the Dao Bell.

"I swear to crush your bones to ashes!"

The voice of the Purple Cloud King, with a wave of his arm, the palm of his hand is the Dao Bell, the golden light is clear, shining on millions of mountains and rivers, and the ancient runes on it are circulating, full of forbidden power, across the heavens, towards the suppression of Wan Qi Zhutian.

At the critical moment, Wan Qi Zhutian smiled indifferently, and casually threw the ancient divine spear towards the Dao Bell, and poured out his thin lips, the sound was like thunder:

"Boom!"

The mountains and rivers are swaying, and the heavens and the earth are shaking.

The infinite boundless power, the ancient divine spear that shook the earthly world shattered, in exchange for infinite power, oppressed the nine heavens, and the infinitely brilliant Dao Bell had not had time to show his terrifying power, and it turned into powder in the void with the ancient divine spear.

Hundreds of millions of monks looked sluggish, and they didn't expect Wan Qi to be so decisive.

The Purple Cloud King's eyes were flushed, and he was already angry, looking at the figure fluttering in the void, his fists were sonorous, and the eight ancient combat skills were all defeated in the hands of Wan Qi Zhutian.

"How do you crush me", Wan Qi dusted off his clothes and dust, and smiled indifferently, "This emperor knows that your Eight Banners Ancient Clan still has a strong power, which can be compared with heaven and earth, the sun and the moon shine together, let me see and understand!"

"Hmph, you don't have any ancient magic spears, there is only one way to die", King Ziyun sneered, and his body was like a big river rushing, "I will use it to bury you", his tone was full of confidence, it is said that in the ancient period, that move was to kill the great demon.

"Everything in heaven and earth is a soldier in my hands", Wan Qi Zhutian shook his head and smiled lightly.

"Looking for death by yourself, you can't blame me", the Purple Cloud King sneered, and then looked back at the Eight Banner powerhouses and the sixty-four Heavenly Machines in the Heavenly Mandate Great Array, and said in a low voice: "Help me, kill Wan Qi Zhutian!"

Before the words fell, the aura around the Purple Cloud King suddenly became furious, as terrifying as an ancient demon, and the eight ancient battle skills that had disappeared resurfaced in the void.

The Purple Cloud King looked proud, and the eight ancient battle skills in his palm, and between the flipping of the palm prints, he gradually fused the ancient battle skills......

A trace of Xuanhuang gas permeates the sky.