At this step, even the Abyss Battle Island and the Xuantian Temple, which were standing above the island, could not be stopped, and in the blink of an eye, Yan Fusheng appeared on the island, standing in it, exuding an aura as if he was the lord of an island. Without a trace of rustiness, he stood in the sky like Allah.

No one could have predicted this.

Just now, he was still fighting fiercely with the Abyss Clan, and after a blow, he appeared directly on that island like an artifact, what is this to do, why is this.

"Hades, you are really so daring, you dare to peep at this artifact under our eyelids, are you really not afraid of death. The face of the Spirit Slayer Witch standing on the Abyss Battle Island changed slightly, and she immediately let out a cold snort.

The phoenix raised her eyebrows, revealing a strange cruelty.

"You killed the Demon Sword King!!"

The Phantom Heart King's eyes froze, and a cold questioning voice came out of his mouth on the spot, and in that questioning, there was a kind of hesitation, a kind of affirmation and killing intent. Since the Demon Sword Monarch had never broken away from the Blood Moon Cave Heaven, he had already guessed in his heart that he was afraid that this time the Demon Sword Monarch would definitely be more than lucky.

Even death is a great possibility.

"Bold, Hades, you are a little ghost, and you dare to peep into the artifact of my Xuantian Temple, looking for death!!"

In the Xuantian Palace, it was even more direct, and a cold and domineering voice suddenly broke out of the hall, and then, I saw that in the Xuantian Palace, a strong and domineering aura swept out in an instant.

Thundered!!

Click!!

In the void, bursts of terrible roars appeared like a tide, and golden thunder roared out like raindrops, gathering from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it quickly condensed in the void, a golden pagoda. At a speed visible to the naked eye, starting from the base of the tower, inch by inch was born in countless golden thunders, growing out rapidly.

As if in a breath, a golden pagoda with a full eight layers suddenly condensed out, and the golden thunder blended into it, imprinting the mysterious heaven and earth on the body of the pagoda. exudes a terrible coercion that exudes the vast world and the sky.

That breath. It has a terrifying coercion that is not inferior to any of the peaks of the Six Tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm that condenses the natal talisman. It escaped like a tide and swept it in all directions, like a statue of the world suddenly descending.

"Ah!!What is this, could it be some powerful Heavenly Spirit Treasure, how could it be so terrifying and astonishing. Xuantian Palace, it is the power of Xuantian Palace. ”

"The Ancient Clan. This is the true essence of the ancient race. The real terrifying strength, under this pagoda, what is the peak real person of the Five Tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm, all of them are like ants, isn't this a vast world, how can there be such a terrifying power in the world. ”

"The ancient Xuanjia. No wonder it is said that there are ancient clans guarding heaven and earth, and no matter how strong the sects are, they cannot easily provoke the strong people in the ancient clans, otherwise they will die without a place to be buried. ”

From every direction. In a radius of thousands of miles, all the monks who appeared in mid-air, under this pagoda, almost didn't think about it, and their whole bodies were like stones, falling down on the spot. It was smashed heavily on the ground, and the cultivation was low, and it was even smashed to pieces on the spot, and the flesh and blood were shattered.

Killed on the spot, the situation was extremely terrible, as if the heavens and the earth were going to be torn apart.

One by one, they looked at the terrible scene in the void.

For the first time, the monks of the world truly have an incomparably profound understanding of the strength of the ancient race, and this understanding is confirmed by the lives of countless monks.

I was secretly afraid in my heart, when the five tribulations of the pseudo-gathering spirit realm were really dominating the world, who could know that in this world, there was such a terrifying group of existences hidden.

At this moment, in the Zhongzhou Bai family's station, the middle-aged man's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and he slowly spit out a sentence from his mouth: "The Xuan family's peerless combat skill-Lei Ze Town Heavenly Tower!! This tower shape has reached the eighth level, this is the combat power of the peak of the six tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and the one who shot should be the Xuan family's head Xuan Wuliang, who wants to destroy the Hades in one fell swoop." I didn't expect that he had really stepped into the realm of the peak of the Six Tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm, one step ahead of me. ”

The peak of the Six Tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm that he said was not an ordinary Gathering Spirit Realm at all, but the peak of the Six Tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm that truly condensed the natal talisman. This kind of combat power is almost beyond the limit that a realm can hold.

In the heavens and all worlds, such combat power is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"Hades doesn't know if there is a move. ”

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Yan Fusheng, under such a terrifying combat skill, even if it was him, he had to do his best, no matter how strong Yan Fusheng was, it was only the combat power of the peak of the Four Tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm, which was immeasurable, but there was a terrible gap between the two realms. This gap is enough to create a chasm between heaven and earth.

Almost insurmountable.

In this case, if Yan Fusheng wanted to escape Shengtian, it was almost an impossible luxury.

Thundered!!

The terrifying golden pagoda, like the substance, seemed to be able to pull the infinite rhyme between heaven and earth, and the domineering self-void fiercely suppressed directly towards Yan Fusheng's location, and everywhere he went, the void around the tower body was annihilated inch by inch, shattering into a terrifying nothingness.

It's like the whole heaven and earth, rolling in.

"The peak of the Six Tribulations of the Gathering Spirit Realm. ”

Yan Fusheng stepped on the blood moon platform, since the huge power that originally belonged to the Demon Sword Monarch in the blood moon platform was still swarming into his body like a tide, being tempered into an immortal reincarnation crystal silk and integrated into his left hand, raising his eyes to look at the terrifying thunder tower with great power, a touch of surprise couldn't help but appear in his eyes, and he felt an endless death enveloping his whole body, as if he was being watched by a world-famous emperor, and the terrifying coercion, the flesh and bones around his body were trembling violently.

Under this pagoda, there seems to be a strong and terrible coercion that makes people kneel.

This kind of grinding from the realm, even Yan Fusheng can't completely cross it, he is only the peak of the four tribulations, and the power that erupts from this pagoda is the peak of the six tribulations, the gap between the two realms makes him have the illusion of facing an unclimbable mountain on the spot, this gap is enough to make people powerless.

If it were someone else, they might have given up resistance on the spot and bowed their heads.

However, it is Yan Fusheng who is standing now.

All the way forward, I ask if I have ever bowed my head.

Standing proudly, although in the face of the terrifying coercion like a mountain and a mountain, that power even imprisoned the surrounding void, making the entire body feel like it could not move, however, under this powerful oppression, a fierce momentum, accompanied by an unyielding will, instantly broke out of the body and tore the vacuum.

When he looked up, his eyes were full of a strong fighting intent.

In his chest, an infinite war intent roared: Fight, fight, fight, life, fight, fight, who remembers the weak crying, only the fighter leaves his name.

"A mere combat skill may not be able to win the life of this king, look at me to poke you to death with a finger. ”

Yan Fusheng's battle intent was monstrous, he couldn't even think about it, looking at the pagoda that had been suppressed, his eyes burst out with a compelling divine light, and his left hand shrouded in his sleeve suddenly stretched out, and it was a finger that stretched out.

That finger, after stretching out, as if absorbing the infinite essence of heaven and earth, exudes a strange aura, at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly transformed into the color of black glass crystals, on it, it seems that you can clearly see a series of fingerprints, these fingerprints, each seems to contain a mysterious truth.

Between the fingers, there seems to be a reincarnation of the heavenly sound reverberating.

Brush!!

After the whole finger was stretched out, it suddenly rapidly and violently metamorphosed and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant finger, and in the giant finger, a deep breath was transmitted, as if under the finger, everything will be completely buried in reincarnation, containing all things, but there are all things buried.

This finger poked straight towards the pagoda.

Bite!!

Thundered!!

Under the pagoda, this Optimus Finger was like a mantis arm blocking a car, but it was indomitable, and it collided directly with the pagoda on the spot without accident. A loud roar pierced the sky.

In that void, countless violent forces poured out on the spot, and the space was annihilated inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into powder on the spot. In that terrible pagoda, countless thunderbolts destroyed the world, and they wanted to turn that dark finger of the sky into powder, and they wanted to completely wipe out all the existences that dared to provoke their own majesty.

However, the Finger of the Sky is even tougher to the extreme. In the collision, a terrifying force erupted that consumed everything, bombarding the pagoda like a devastating one.

There was only a moment of stalemate with each other.

With a huge roar, the entire pagoda suddenly collapsed upward, shattering inch by inch, and the finger of the sky was also in an instant, and countless hideous and terrifying cracks appeared. Densely distributed throughout the fingers, like spider webs, but strangely not crumbled on the spot.

Brush!!

The Giant Finger of the Sky disappears at the same time as the Pagoda.

Click!!

The Blood Moon Platform, where Yan Fusheng was standing, slammed down from the void on the spot, and the Blood Moon, which was originally extremely hard, was even more terrifying cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye, along the position where his feet were standing, and quickly spread out, covering the entire Blood Moon Platform.

Thundered!!

With a crisp roar, the Blood Moon Platform shattered inch by inch under that terrible impact, completely shattered.

The blood platform shattered, but Yan Fusheng still stood calmly in the air, his left hand was once again hidden in the sleeve, and in the sleeve, the index finger was suddenly covered by countless cracks, and a trace of black blood seeped out from the wound. The powerful vitality of the innate reincarnation body is rapidly nourishing the wound.

Shatter the pagoda.

Yan Fusheng's body naturally rose with a monstrous momentum, this kind of momentum, even the Xuantian Temple could not be contained, straight into the nine heavens, standing proudly, scanning the four directions with cold eyes, and slowly spit out a sentence: "This island is called: Difu!!" (To be continued.) )