This is a battle of fate, a battle of inheritors.

Xue Shisan was mentally prepared to face this day, he knew very well that this kind of competition was either you die or I lived, and he couldn't make the slightest concession.

Bang!

A storm of years exploded, and Snow Thirteen flew out as a whole.

Around, those towering giant trees were stained by the power of time, but they actually withered and yellowed in an instant, and their vitality quickly dried up, and finally decayed into pieces.

Snow Thirteen stood still in the distance, surprised in his heart.

This old fellow's skill is beyond his imagination.

Think about it, after all, it has been partially inherited by the master of the Immortal Mansion, and he has been cultivating for nearly 30,000 years. The other party is afraid that he has already digested that part of the divine treasure, and his skills have already been perfected.

With the unpredictable methods of the master of the Immortal Mansion, I believe that even if the wine bag and rice bag get his inheritance, he will transform into a world-famous powerhouse in a short period of time.

Hehe!

"Child, it seems that you are still very immature. ”

Xue Thirteen's voice came from behind the Puluo Quasi-Sage, and he immediately became vigilant, turned back sharply, and smashed it with a punch.

Bang!

But the next moment, he felt that he was swept away by a strong force, his fists were numb, his body was roaring, and his qi and blood were a little uncomfortable.

Projonnen stood in place, looking at him with a smile.

The two of them were separated by a thousand feet, and the area was filled with a blazing glow.

"Hmm, what's the matter, you're surprised? I have comprehended a few techniques from the Heavenly Ancient Sage Yuan Jue, and it won't be the only one that reverses the chaos through the ages. ”

Projonnen asked.

Xue Thirteen's face was extremely solemn, this old guy was too terrifying, in 30,000 years, the ghost knew what realm he had practiced the Heavenly Ancient Saint Yuan Jue and how many spells he had comprehended.

This style is called proud of the ancients, the artistic conception is magnificent, quite the momentum of dominating the world and dominating the world, and it is invincible. ”

Prozhun Sheng said, the old man's voice seemed to contain a period of time, and the rotten aura on his body was very strong.

His longevity was really close to drying up, and he was about to turn into a Dao, and half of his feet had already stepped into the coffin.

After hearing this, Xue Thirteen couldn't help but ponder.

The style of arrogance that the other party evolved just now does have an invincible momentum, and the gods block and kill the gods and demons and slay the demons.

At this moment, his heart was once again shrouded in a shadow of death, and the whole person was horrified.

A thin finger appeared in the sight, sharp and domineering, with a strong penetrating direction, and the breath gave him the feeling that it was about to penetrate the sky.

has not collided with the other party yet, but Xue Thirteen has a feeling of being shattered.

He was horrified in his heart, when did this old guy appear in front of him, he didn't even feel it.

This is definitely not a transient movement, because there is no trajectory at all.

This kind of body is too terrifying, it is simply a peerless miracle of assassination.

"Hehe, it seems that you can't do the double-body method in this exercise, this is "Falling God Without a Trace", a thought moves, the gods fall, this is the meaning. ”

"This finger is called the Overlord Finger!"

"Hehe, young man, it seems that you are still far behind, practice this invincible god skill to this terrible point, the old man still cleans the door with the forbidden god, lest you or fall into the prestige of his old man. ”

Prozhun Saint said.

Rumble!

At this moment, one of his fingers had already erupted, and an incomparable domineering intent rushed in, and its intensity almost destroyed Xue Thirteen's will in an instant, and his mind was almost lost.

His eyes were bright, he pinched the seal in his hand, and he was about to make a move, but he felt a pain in his chest, and an incomparable force actually passed directly through his chest.

It's too fast to react at all.

That's not all, the domineering power contained in the other party's power will spread along the wound, and there are signs of tearing his body to pieces.

The overlord refers to it, it's really domineering.

Xue Thirteen's face was very pale, he was furious in his heart, from the time he shot to the present, he was pressed and beaten by the other party step by step, and he had never been so aggrieved.

Rumble!

His body shook violently, and an immortal divine power rushed into the sky, expelling that domineering force in an instant.

Well?

Projonné frowned.

"You're not dead, but it's okay......"

He muttered.

Airplanes!

The next moment, the person disappeared from Snow Thirteen's sight.

Not good!

Immediately, Xue Thirteen's heart was alarmed.

Burst!

He had a pain in his left chest, which was pierced by a hegemonic finger, and then, a pain in his shoulder, which was also pierced, shattered his bones. Then there's the back......

"You haven't even comprehended the Peerless Method in this divine skill, "Falling God Without a Trace" is the core of the entire exercise, killing people is invisible, you don't realize it, you are doomed. ”

The old man's voice was ethereal, and it was everywhere.

He was performing the "Falling God Without a Trace" technique, so fast that even if Xue Thirteen glanced at it with the power of the Yang God, he didn't find the trajectory of the other party, it was too fast.

Puff puff......

Next, Xue Thirteen almost stood in place, becoming a live target to be beaten, and in the blink of an eye, he was covered with blood holes, and his white clothes were stained red with blood.

Even, if it weren't for his quick reaction, his forehead and skull would have been pierced, and at this moment, only the center of his eyebrows was cracked, and blood was flowing outward.

It's too tragic, it's a completely one-sided battle.

And Xue Thirteen couldn't find the trace of the other party at all, let alone catch the traces of his shot. As a result, there is no way to resist.

"Snow Boy ......"

"Damn, why is this old guy so perverted~ perverted?"

"That's too strong, isn't it?"

Below, Tengu and the other group were greatly touched and extremely worried.

Yes......

Snow Thirteen roared in the sky, his hair flew, and the surging vitality on his body surged, and almost instantly, the wounds on his body recovered.

"Don't bother, as long as you can't kill me with one blow, all the injuries will be useless to me. ”

He snapped.

Rumble!

Then, its body shook suddenly, and billowing black qi gushed out, forming a huge devouring vortex in an instant.

There is a long river of history flowing inside, fragments of time flying, and the bones of gods and demons......

The body of reincarnation was activated, and Xue Thirteen clearly sensed that the old guy chose to leave his side decisively, otherwise, the other party would inevitably be pulled by the devouring whirlpool.

"It seems that your cultivation of "Falling God Without a Trace" is not yet hot, the real peerless technique, after the speed reaches the extreme, it can ignore all power and tear apart with an incomparable speed. ”

Xue Thirteen looked coldly ahead, and sure enough, the old guy's figure condensed there.

"You are the owner of a special physique? What kind of physique is this, it actually makes the old man feel the crisis. ”

Prozhun Saint said.

"You don't deserve to know, it's my turn now. ”

Dragon Soar Eternal!

Xue Thirteen snorted, and in an instant, he cast the peerless magic of the dragon clan, and a huge dragon roar resounded in the void, and a dragon-shaped arc of light flashed away, and then he appeared in front of the Primal Saint.

"Since you used other exercises, don't blame the old man. ”

Pro-Quasi-Saint said coldly.

Whew!

Gray arcs suddenly appeared on his body, very dangerous, the misty gray mist enveloped him, with a strong smell of destruction, the laws of the void were in pieces, and the breath was suppressed.

"Destruction of Heavenly Works"?

Xue Thirteen was slightly shocked in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and sneered in his heart.

If it had been before, he would have been afraid to collide with this force. But at this moment, all his skills contain immortal divinity, and he is not afraid of this kind of divine skill at all.

At least he is not afraid of this incomplete "Heavenly Destruction Gong".

(End of chapter)