"Is the master of the Emperor of the Wasteland! You can't kill me. ”

In the torrent of time and space confusion, the fire was endless, and a large amount of gray mist was being refined, but a ruthless voice suddenly sounded, shaking time and space.

A hazy figure reappeared, behind him, the magnificent and ancient sacrificial land returned, the main priest of the gray mist was not dead, and after being refined by Yan Kuan, a large amount of gray mist actually reappeared, and it was more complete and powerful than the previous state of being sniped.

The chief priest of the gray mist looked coldly at Yan Kuan in the flames, his eyes shot a cold light, and said: "The creature at the end of the road, that is, the immortal emperor in your mouth, even if there is an accident and the body is destroyed, but if there is a thought in this world, it can be alive again, immortal and immortal.

However, there are still some special places and means in the world that can destroy you beings at the end of the road.

But my clan is different, as long as I wait for the ancestral land to remain, I can stay in the world forever, and I can return again, you are not as powerful as the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, how many times can you kill me? And as long as I dig into your bottom and catch a little flaw in you, you will die......"

The gray chief priest spoke, although the previous fight with Yan Kuan was crushed, he could clearly feel that Yan Kuan was different from Shi Hao, it didn't seem to be as powerful as the latter, although it was also a big threat, but it was still within the range that could be dealt with.

"I'm really surprised that you didn't call anyone!"

Yan Kuan said plainly, and in an instant, the fire was full again, and the two sides started again.

In the endless sea of fire, the gray mist was surging, and when the chief priest pointed out, the river of time was changing its course, and he was reversing the cause and effect.

"Boom!"

Yan Kuan's figure suddenly became clear, and then he slapped it over, including both the chief priest and the sacrificial ground, across time and space, separated by a few pieces of ancient history, and the peerless palm pierced through eternity.

"You ......"

Yan Kuan's palm fell, directly covering the main priest, without his figure, with a bang, it seemed that various avenues resonated through the ages, all of which were slashed on the body of the chief priest.

Originally, the resurrection of the main priest was extremely terrifying, looking at the eternity, walking outside the world, overlooking the thirty-three heavens, transcendent and terrifying, when the eyes crossed the ten thousand worlds, it was as if he was opening the heavens and the earth, the walls of the realm were cut by his gaze, and the chaotic qi was surging.

But now, he was worse than the previous battle, he was slapped in the face and flew out diagonally, and his figure was directly blurred, and he returned to the place of the main sacrifice.

The presiding priest felt that the whole person was not good, and he obviously saw the palm, but he couldn't dodge it at all, and was hit hard like a broken target.

However, after all, he is a creature of the real weird source, and he is an incomparable existence of one of the clans waiting to be sublimated, and it is not so easy to be killed directly, after all, even the mutilated corpse Immortal Emperor was killed after a long time.

In the hundreds of millions of bright lights, in the infinite rain of flying immortal light, Yan Kuan's slap didn't know how many big worlds he had crossed, as if he wanted to directly slap the chief priest to death like this.

His palm has unparalleled power, ten thousand ways of harmony, turned into tangible runes, and the eternal time has been stirred, and it has exploded in the place of the main sacrifice.

The officiant was coughing up blood, his palm prints covered with constant friction, like an unlucky guy hanging from the back of a car. Scattered hair, embarrassed, and the true blood at the end of the road was splashed.

"Roaring ......"

The chief priest was angry, as strong as him, how many eras were invincible in the heavens and on the earth, and today he was actually slapped by a human wheel, staggered and flew upside down, and true blood was splashed everywhere. Losing the opportunity, being passive, making mistakes step by step, he was powerless to resist at all, and his real body was beaten through several times.

If it weren't for the immortality of the end-of-the-road creature, he would be really dangerous, and he might have been killed if he was a little weaker. Although it is said that there is a resurrection after death, such a way of death is too embarrassing.

"Bang!"

The main priest was knocked away again, and his body was actually covered by a crystal palm, and cracks appeared, and his hair was scattered, and his body was covered in blood.

"Enough!"

He let out a low roar, his whole body glowed, and even the sacrificial ground behind him was a little clearer, as if he was approaching the heavens, approaching the present world.

The powerful aura stirred, and the breath affected the present world through the sea of fire, and the firmament of the heavens and worlds actually began to crack, as if it was about to be destroyed, and a fierce behemoth that shook the ancient and modern seemed to be about to burst the heavens and all the worlds.

With the outbreak of the presiding priest, the slightest breath leaking is enough to destroy the worlds. Even time is no longer stable, no longer continuous, and the entire ancient history seems to be empty and empty.

The only thing that is fortunate is that their battlefield was transferred by Yan Kuan, and it was really too far away from the heavens and all worlds, unless he killed Yan Kuan, he still couldn't descend to the heavens and all worlds in this world.

"Boom!"

It's a pity that the strength of this chief priest is only a flash in the pan, and the glance of the words is a slap in the face, the emperor fire refines the heaven and earth, refines the avenue, refines the ancient and modern future, deduces the ultimate supreme power, and deduces the furnace that refines everything.

"Poof!"

Yan Kuan's slap, the main priest was not the main target, he was just a small spicy chicken that was slapped down by the way, this palm fell, like a bubble, hit the sacrificial ground, and made that special area explode a large area, as if it was about to be destroyed.

This was a catastrophic scene, the chief priest who vomited blood changed color, his heart shook violently, and he turned back sharply, quickly guarding this ancient sacrifice ground, his face turned slightly pale.

He felt the eternal aura of forest, like someone whispering, and like a faint beast roar, which gave him goosebumps. In the depths of the distant area behind him, there was a spiritual seat shaking, shaking, and about to fall.

"Poof!"

He fought to damage himself, covered this place with his own supreme avenue, guarded the spiritual position, etc., and took a hard blow from Yan Kuan. He and the sacrificial ground were regressing at a rapid pace, far away, and when he opened his mouth, he was vomiting blood, and he was constantly coughing up real blood.

"I can't imagine that you are so strong, and if you give you some more years, maybe you will be another Emperor of the Desolate Heaven!"

The presiding priest roared, his eyes full of fierce light, and his eyes cut through the heavens of all worlds, looking directly at the sea of fire that seemed to be burning forever.

"You use that kid to describe me, it feels weird! This is your way to death. ”

Yan Kuan slapped down again, and in the vast battlefield outside the world, the chief priest couldn't resist at all, and was pressed again, this time he couldn't even raise his head.

"How dare you?"

The chief priest roared, trying to fight with difficulty, Yan Kuan's true body approached the sacrifice ground, and a powerful aura erupted, making this vague ancient land tremble.

"Boom!"

The chief priest quickly counterattacked, this is the place of sacrifice, there is no room for mistakes, he is afraid that Yan Kuanzhen will come in and cause irreparable terrible consequences.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of runes shone brightly, turned into an ocean, and then ignited again, blooming outside the sacrificial ground, as if a large universe had been sacrificed, burning, and flooding the battlefield between the two.

It was an unimaginable battle, the sound of the Tao resounded through the world, and the chief priest was chanting sutras and sitting cross-legged in front of the sacrifice ground, even if he was damaged, even if he paid a terrible price, he had to make sure that the sacrifice ground was not damaged.

At the same time, he felt that he had been entrusted, and that he was approaching the present world with the sacrificial land, but now he was restrained.

It's just that he really found it hard to believe that this old land shrouded in their shadows, in addition to the terrifying Desolate Heaven Emperor, actually gave birth to such a powerful road-end level creature, which seemed to have been guarding here all along, and had never entered their sight.

The presiding priest chanted, the immeasurable runes bloomed, the vastness was unfathomable, beyond the heavens and stars, billions, endless, even the great universe was as weak as fireflies compared to it, which was not enough to compare.

"Boom ......"

All kinds of laws, supernatural powers and magic techniques that have been born in ancient and modern times, etc., have all been cast by him alone in an instant, and each rune is a kind of Tao, with amazing lethality, shaking the future of ancient and modern times.

The end-of-the-road creature, he has lived too long, even he doesn't know how long he lives, he doesn't know how many great sacrifices he has presided over in the heavens and all worlds, and the time is far above the corpse immortal emperor, ancient and terrifying.

After so many eras, he doesn't know how many heroes have risen, how many giants have ended gloomily, how many Tianjiao have fallen in a great era, accumulated countless mystical techniques, mastered a large number of immortal secret methods, and set foot in various avenues.

The means he used, a random technique and a way, are all unique learnings that shake the past and the present, and the strong people in the world can master one, which is enough to run rampant and be proud of most of the era.

And the chief priest is at his fingertips, and there are too many of them, and when combined, it is unimaginable.

The presiding priest has witnessed countless eras of the Heavenly Beings, and they are quasi-immortal emperor-level Dao Ancestor creatures, and in the eyes of the road-level powerhouses, they are just passers-by of life, and they are a memory, all of which are fleeting clouds.

Compared to the invincible powerhouses at the end of the road, the quasi-immortal emperor is just a big ant, and it is difficult to turn the sky, once they are targeted, their path is only slightly amazing, worthy of reference and reference.

In the long and long life of the chief priest, these are just one small episode after another, noting down those dharmas and paths, and those people will soon be forgotten.

Now, what the chief priest is doing is all kinds of dharmas and all kinds of avenues that he has witnessed in the long time of the past, and everything has exploded at this time.

In an instant, time was turned back, and then the direction was reversed. This is one of the ways in which the main priest departs a body and goes directly to trace the river of time, to kill the infant Yan Kuan.

"It can't ......"

The presiding priest was suddenly shaken, and a look of horror appeared on his face. His plan failed, and the clone who went to the upper reaches of the space-time river did not kill the young Yan Kuan, but this was not the reason why he was so frightened, what really frightened him was that Yan Kuan was too special.

His doppelganger went back to the upper reaches of the long river of time and space, and he didn't find Yan Kuan in his childhood at all, he was the first time he had a deep causal relationship with the Emperor of the Wild Heaven, and every time on the line, there was an Immortal Emperor-level Yan Kuan who smiled and gave him a big mouth, directly stunned him until he disappeared.

He also tried to explore the reason, and almost led to the causal revival of the Emperor of the Wasteland, there must be a big secret in this, but it may provoke the power of the Emperor of the Wasteland to come, and he could only flee in embarrassment, but he didn't expect that when he finally returned, he was still smashed by a big mouth and smashed the clone.

The main priest's doppelganger was shattered, the eyebrows of the main body were cracked, and blood continued to flow, and the light was cut off at that time, and other means were to no avail, and he also suffered a backlash.

The rays of light are just one of the scriptures in which the presiding priest is immeasurably attacked. In this lightning and stone fire, beyond the measurable gap of time, he still has thousands of attacks.

For example, his real body sitting cross-legged in the sacrificial ground is plucking a string, which is the string of fate, which involves an extremely high level and is very terrifying.

Even if the quasi-immortal emperor overhears the sound of plucking the strings, he will fall into a dead end and be silent forever, but these powerful methods are all ineffective against Yan Kuan, and he himself is still defeated.

Yan Kuan just looked at him indifferently, and the vicissitudes of life appeared in his flickering eyes, seeing all the things in the world and the ups and downs of fate.

At this glance, the chief priest himself was furious, the string of fate could not be plucked, he was extremely frightened, he felt like he was going to be counterattacked, and if he continued, he might be reversed and manipulate his fate.

The light of time collapsed, his brow was bleeding, the string of fate was broken, his fingers were cut and bloody, and he snorted.

There was a ticking sound, and as the officiant's fingers were bleeding, there was a trill. Infinite runes bloomed, and one of the attacks was silently eroding the breadth of words, and that was the power of cause and effect.

The blood of the chief priest dripped down, not in vain, but penetrated into the cause and effect, and was aimed at Xiang Yankuan. But this method is also useless, countless causal lines were cut off in an instant, and various avenue chains were broken in an instant, exploding there.

This confrontation between Yan Kuan and the chief priest, everything happened between the lightning and flint, and it can also be said to be the same moment, and the backlash also came faster, so in the next moment, the main priest who was backlashed can be described as extremely miserable.

At this time, if there are bystanders watching the battle, they will find a shocking scene, the main priest who was still fighting back in the last second, the next second his whole body was cracked and covered in blood, and he collapsed directly in the place of the main sacrifice.

It's like a video that has been cut wrong, obviously the picture is only one frame apart, but the change is so obvious that it makes people feel unreasonable at all.

Yan Kuan's palm began to enter the place of the main sacrifice, and the face of the collapsed chief priest changed greatly, and at this level, the more seemingly simple the attack was, the more he was afraid.

If such beings abandon the others and concentrate on the true self, allowing the immeasurable epochs of the ages to pass away, only the true body of the self remains one and will remain indestructible.

Yan Kuan's focused palm, an extremely simple attack, contains immeasurable Dao, and the infinite power has long been rooted in his own flesh and blood. For him, what avenues, what supernatural powers, all of them were destroyed with one palm.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

Yan Kuan's palm print collapsed everything, trying to break through the barrier of the sacrificial land, causing this ancient land to crack, and a terrible black crack appeared, and blood was dripping between the walls.

This scene is terrifying, is there life in the sacrificial space?

"Whew......"

A low roar that made the scalp tingle was heard, and the spiritual seat in the deepest part of the sacrifice place was shaking, causing the face of the chief priest to change miserably. He roared sharply, blessed the sacrificial land at any cost, and met Yan Kuan.

This place of sacrifice has a special significance, and the presiding priest would rather be injured himself than have any accidents happen here. The price of his blessing to the sacrificial ground was that he was beaten on the head and bled out, his face collapsed, and his body was seriously damaged.

For this creature, it is difficult to die, even if it dies, if someone misses him and remembers him in the river of time in the future, it may bring him back to life, which is extremely terrifying.

However, the most important thing for the officiating priest is not the physical damage, but the mental shame.

The king of Yankuan came, killed him strongly, beat him in the sacrificial land he guarded, bombarded him, embarrassed him, and a strong sense of humiliation made him sad and indignant.

"Ah......h

With an angry roar, the presiding priest did his best to urge the invincible law body to attack Yan Kuan.

"Do you think that focusing on the true self, the only one in oneself, and encompassing the great power of the heavens in oneself, is the right path? You're still a latecomer, and you're far from ......."

The presiding priest roared, he cast a strange spell again, and the gray fog flooded the place, and he wanted to turn the tide of the battle and fight against him.

However, he had another palpitation, his body tensed up in an instant, and he felt that something was going to happen. Sure enough, almost instantly, his pupils contracted, as the gray fog involving the origin was shattered.

"What are you talking about? Focus on your true self? Unique? Who told you this was my way? I'm just, very serious about beating you. ”

Yan Kuan's single palm flat gray mist, it seems more relaxed than before, between walking, the boundless flowers around the body bloom, all crystal clear, each petal reflects a different world, each petal has his figure, and there are the most complex patterns.

"Boom!"

For a moment, it was like an infinite universe, and endless time and space appeared. All kinds of beams of light attacked from that different era, reflecting from the petals, and the petals seemed to have a wide expression, waving their palms, to burst the place of sacrifice with their own strength.

"Ah......h

The bodies of the celebrants were pierced, and blood splattered. His face was almost blown away, and his body almost exploded into countless pieces.

The most terrifying thing is that the sacrifice ground is unstable, and the spiritual position of the worship is shaking, and there is a quiet throat sound, low sobbing, intermittently, as if it is in the ear, right in front of the body.

"Don't!"

As soon as the main priest's face was mended, the blood on it disappeared immediately. He let out a loud roar of fear, as if some kind of catastrophe was about to happen.

The place of the main sacrifice, as if there was some demon, extremely terrifying, made a terrible sobbing sound when the spiritual position was shaking, like an old ghost in the most ancient times, the inexplicable existence was revived, whispering, crying, and wanting to return to the present world.

The face of the chief priest lacked blood, and even he was terrified, his waist was tense, and he was ready to break free from the river of time and leave the sacrifice ground. But he cannot, and if he leaves his post without permission, he will bear great responsibility.

"Sneer......"

For the first time, he slashed his wrist like Ugin, dripping colorful blood, colorful, not overlapping with each other, but circulating alone. Chief among them is a stream of gray blood, like the blood of death from hell, devouring all life in the outside world.

However, now both the colorful blood and the gray dead blood are being consumed, disappearing into the spiritual position in the depths of the sacrificial ground.

The voice of the phantom near the spiritual seat became a little quieter, but the situation was still serious, and in a trance, several coffins appeared, and there was a ghost-like figure wandering, as if lost, looking for a way back.

This scene cannot be seen by the creatures of the heavens and all worlds, otherwise, just that kind of breath, that kind of aura, is enough to make countless people collapse and destroy in an instant.

End-of-the-road creatures, if you don't have the permission of the other party, it's best not to look directly, because there will be great horror. And the spiritual position of this place of sacrifice is even more strange and amazing, involving the strange plateau, the ancestors, and the existence of their sacrifices, which is even more untouchable.

Countless crystal petals are flying all over the sky, and each petal reflects the world, and it shows the figure of Yan Kuan. He waved his palm print, almost bursting the ancient and modern, making everything chaotic and about to cease to exist.

The misty divine light, the rolling sea of thunder, and the earth-shattering energy collided and exploded, cutting off the long river of ancient and modern times, and his attacks all fell on the presiding priest.

The presiding priest snorted continuously, and some of his own body was being damaged, exploding one blood hole after another, and even the soul light was like this, and it was about to collapse when it was beaten by the incomparable Dharma seal.

The most important thing is that the sacrificial ground is also cracking, and Yan Kuan raised his feet and stepped in.

"The people of this world are not entered, are you self-destructing!"

The main priest's body was pierced, and real blood was splattered, but he was whispering, and his eyes showed a strange light. He was worried, fearing that the sacrificial land would be damaged, and that the sacrificial land would be torn apart by Yan Kuan's powerful offensive methods, but he was also secretly looking forward to it, hoping that the inexplicable power in this sacrificial land would wipe out Yan Kuan.

"Boom!"

Yan Kuan was not moved at all, and just stepped into the sacrificial land, and in an instant, the earth-shattering changes and the scene were terrifying, as if he was opening up the world, so that there was a big explosion here, chaos collapsed, and the universe was boundless, deriving, and disillusioned.

In the process, the celebrant flew out diagonally, as if to be worn out. Yan Kuan's palm print ran through the long river of time, smashing the silk threads of cause and effect, fate, etc., locking him and bombarding his true body one after another.

The so-called ten thousand laws of the chief priest, the endless avenue, etc., were all defeated and destroyed, and they did not look like a form.

"It's hard to kill me at the end of the road, although I carry the sacrificial ground on my back, and it is difficult to confront you head-on, but you take the initiative to enter but cut off your own way!"

The celebrant spat out a mouthful of blood, his voice cold, and forced his gaze to Yan Kuan, who was getting closer and closer. He waded through the river of time, against ancient history, to this special place that did not belong to the real world.

"You remind me of a man. There was once a person who said that he carried the abyss on his back, held the imperial city in his hand, and was still invincible in the world, and then he died, and was beaten to death by me who was lower than him. Your tone now is very similar to that guy, but the end will only be worse than his. ”

Yan Kuan's forced fight regained some strength, but the face of the chief priest who was still patted was shattered again and again, and he reorganized again and again, so he could only say that this guy's face was really thick.

"Alright, you're going to cut yourself off from this. Do you really think that the creatures at the end of the road are immortal? At the very least, this place can make you die forever, and the creatures in the world will never remember you again, don't want to miss it, and die forever~"

The presiding priest sneered again and again, although he was blown up again and again by Yan Kuan, and even the soul light was almost blown up. But he felt that he could fight back, because the sacrifice land was extremely special.

"Poof!"

The officiant exploded before he finished speaking, and Yan Kuan was not interested in listening to him continue to talk about it. But this guy hasn't completely quit yet.

The Lord Priest is inperishable in heaven and unburied, and he is almost eternal and immortal, but whoever remembers him will appear again in the world.

Yan Kuan didn't care about the fly that had been quiet for a while, but stared at the deepest part of the forbidden land, where there were spiritual seats, there were gloomy and collapsed ruined temples, and there was even more boundless gloom.

"Click!"

Yan Kuan slapped his palm forward, hitting those spiritual positions, about to collapse them! This can be said to go straight to the deepest part of the tiger's den, and you have to dig ...... The tiger cub is precisely aimed at a certain forbidden energy represented by the killing spirit position.

Yan Kuan's palm burst out, thousands of silk threads, ten thousand avenues, all turned into beams of light, deducing the birth and death of the boundless universe, descending to the infinite rules, falling to the spiritual position.

"Don't want your own life? Even if you can't be reborn forever, you have to break there? ”

The celebrant reappeared, and even he was wiping a cold sweat. In a vague way, there seemed to be an ancient coffin appearing in front of the spiritual position, more than one mouth, looming.

The energy here is very special, it can absorb the true spirit contained in the blood, but anyone who comes here and dares to attack the spirit position will be robbed.

"Boom!"

The rules of the wide words have been beaten, and the ten thousand avenues are like the tides of the universe, and if the waves of time crash on the shore, they will roll up the eternal romance and bring the heavens of the present world to resonate with this place.

The clicking sound continued, and he actually made a clicking sound from the spirit seat, and there was a vague ancient coffin that was not in the real world trembling, and one spirit seat almost fell.

"That's not right, aren't you real? Just a wisp of obsession with a fake body? But how can it be so powerful? ”

The presiding priest shouted, he was frightened, and quickly went to stop it, he found that Yan Kuan's power was too strange, and it didn't seem to be his real body. At the same time, this also made him feel a chill, Yan Kuan was too powerful, it was not inferior to the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, and the fake body actually crushed him like that.

"Boom!"

But it's a pity that the chief priest reacted late, he flew out in an instant, and Yan Kuan pulled the spiritual position, causing the sacrificial ground to shake violently, and with a bang, finally a spiritual position completely fell, making an ancient coffin tremble even more violently, causing a drastic change.

The whole time is collapsing, and it seems that the ancient history that once existed is no longer there, and this is an unimaginable earth-shattering upheaval.

The creatures of the heavens and all the worlds, a layer of shadows appeared in their hearts, and their memories seemed to be covered, and they felt that they were not in the aura, and they seemed to forget many things in a trance.

The level of contention involved in the sacrificial ground is too terrifying, and the emanating domain field is really vast, so it causes waves that frighten the world.

But in the next moment, Yan Kuan's power exploded, and it hit the spirit position in an all-round way, causing the sacrificial ground to crack, and the field that affected the ten thousand worlds was defeated and rolled back, and the storm erupted in the sacrificial land, instead of expanding outward.

"Puff puff ......"

The presiding priest coughed up blood, flew out and fell to the ground, lying on his stomach and spitting out a river of blood, and it didn't look like it was over.

There was a loud bang, and the iron chain was exposed under the spiritual seat, locking the enshrined spiritual seat, and the dilapidated gloomy hall rumbled and roared.

Yan Kuan is deliberately targeting those spiritual positions, testing the power above the main priest, involving the weird true source, those weird ancestors, and the weird plateau.