Roar!

Invisibly, there seemed to be a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The wind and clouds are agitated, and the sky dome changes color.

Xue Thirteen never thought that the Immortal Ancestor not only had part of his body left in the world, but also left a residual consciousness.

Although this may have been very faint or even delirious, this is an Immortal Ancestor after all.

Immortal!

This is the goal that all monks have pursued throughout the ages.

It not only represents a realm, but also a symbol!

A symbol of immortality and immortality!

If you really want to talk about it, after stepping into the Heavenly Venerable, you can be regarded as becoming a god. It seems to be a higher-level existence than an immortal, but in fact, this division is not elegant.

Generally speaking, the Immortal Emperor, Immortal Venerable, Heavenly Venerable, Taboo, etc., after the Immortals, are all immortal paths, and they are the steps to the peak of power.

The Immortal Ancestor is known as the Immortal Ancestor, and you can imagine the great power of his old man.

The severed palm had already floated, and it suddenly swelled, and the long black hairs on the surface of its skin danced, like one towering giant tree after another.

In other words, at this moment, the severed palm of the Immortal Ancestor has become as big as a planet, obscuring the entire ancestral star of the Golden-faced Centipede Ancestor.

The vast power was stirring, but there was no obvious energy overflow.

Xue Thirteen looked up, his palm was still a palm, and there was no huge palm print, the power of the Dharma Body, and there was no dazzling light.

It's a bit like the ultimate level of returning to the basics, and it's like this severed palm has become a carrier of the Tao. Every move affects the changes of the avenue and the resonance of all things.

Therefore, there is no limit to the power of power!

"Haha, Snow God, you probably don't know yet. Well, I'll let you die. ”

"This is the ancestor of the gods, an ancient innate deity at the beginning of the opening of the world. The source god is known as the first god to be born, but he doesn't know that the god ancestor is the first. It's just that when he was born, he escaped into time and space, so the source god didn't perceive it. ”

The Great Heavenly Venerable of the Golden-Faced Centipede Clan said proudly.

Xue Thirteen listened, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

His own cheap master, Immortal Ancestor, how miserable this person is to deceive this person.

He remembered that when he inherited the Immortal Mansion, he heard the spirit of the Mansion say that the owner of the Immortal Mansion was called the Immortal Ancestor.

But it is not the first god, and the era in which it is located should be born after the source god and the martial god, that is, after they collapsed the great universe.

The Immortal Ancestor has always been sacrificed by the clan in a special way and guarded this clan.

Now that his power has been stimulated, it is really raging across the universe, and the Eight Desolations are invincible.

"Die, Divine Ancestor, please destroy the arrogant people in front of you, and our people will offer you a tenfold sacrifice. ”

The Great Heavenly Venerable of the Golden-faced Centipede Clan said, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The severed palm of the Immortal Ancestor fell down with terrifying might, and that aura was really strong and comparable to a small universe.

The sun on the top of the sky was obscured by his breath and turned into a round of darkness ~ sun.

The sight is too scary.

However, after being pressed down, its severed palm froze.

Xue Thirteen stood in place, a small universe floating above his head, the stars were rising and falling, the sun and moon were spinning, and the avenue traces were turning.

Xianfu!

The Immortal Ancestor's huge severed palm froze and trembled violently.

As if struggling with something.

"You...... Are you alright?"

Xue 13 said, her eyes flashing with sadness.

Although he scolded the Immortal Ancestor in his heart many times, this cheap master was really scolded, and he didn't know how rich his collection was, but he didn't leave any of them to Xue Thirteen. On the contrary, he also erected many old enemies for him, making him suffer a lot.

But this doesn't mean that the relationship between their master and apprentice is so bland, after all, this is Xue Thirteen's master, and most of his achievements are due to his old man.

Seeing his current situation, how could he not be heartbroken?

There is obviously a trace of Immortal Ancestor's consciousness remaining in the severed palm, which may be a little blurry and in a state of deep sleep.

As the severed palm trembled more and more, there were many lightning splits in the sky, and the divine power was rolling, and huge voices continued to come from the long river of time and space.

This is the Immortal Ancestor, even a trace of great power is enough to shake the ancient and modern!

"Immortal...... House, I ...... It...... Transmit...... People ......"

Finally, a wave came from within the severed palm, as if it was an ancient voice of vicissitudes.

"Disciple Xue Tianjun, meet Master!"

Xue Thirteen said, and was about to bend down to make a great salute to the Immortal Ancestor.

However, before he could move, the breath of his severed palm suddenly became tyrannical.

Then, it shrunk a bit, half the size of a half, and shrouded the golden-faced centipede clan in front of it.

The clan's Great Heavenly Venerable World Owl suddenly widened his eyes and was dumbfounded.

"This ...... How could this be ......"

He froze, his mind roaring, and his thoughts short-circuited.

Master and apprentice, how can they be master and apprentice?

This Divine Ancestor is the master of the Snow God?

Oh my God, I actually let my master kill my only heir?

What's the difference between this and having a father kill his own son?

Isn't it death?

Especially after the Immortal Ancestor's consciousness recovered, what would he think?

This is to humiliate his old man's personality and intelligence!

"Those who want to kill me, you and other cheap slaves are so daring!"

Look for death!

Bang!

The huge severed palm swept forward like a withering and decaying one, and everywhere it passed, all the formations disintegrated.

The vast and magnificent palace of the clan floated up in pieces and exploded in the air.

"No, no......"

"It's not like this, the Divine Ancestor calms his anger and spares his life...... Ah......h

The Great Heavenly Venerable of the World Owl made an extremely unwilling voice, but all this has become irreversible.

Immortal Ancestor was angry, how terrifying?

In those days, it would have caused the gods to fall!

Airplanes!

The Immortal Ancestor's severed palm swept by, and there was no dazzling light flickering, and the clan quietly turned into ashes and was removed from the world.

The place was flat, flat and there was not even a single piece of gravel.

It's hard to imagine the last mood of the Great Heavenly Venerable, probably because of deep helplessness.

It's just that there is a Bagu Tianzun who is a master throughout the ages, and even this Divine Ancestor is his master.

Do you still want to live?

The severed palm floated to Snow Thirteen's side and shrank down quickly.

The black hairs on the palms and fingers were gently turned into powder.

It became as white as jade, and its fingers were slender, much more beautiful than a woman's hand.

A faint ray of light appeared, turning into a figure.

This is the consciousness of the Immortal Ancestor, and it is very vague.

The purple robe is golden, the breath is ethereal, and there is an indescribable majesty.

It is conceivable that his old man's demeanor must have been unparalleled and very handsome.

Such a big man has now ended up in such a bleak end.

Xue Thirteen had already knelt down and bowed to the Immortal Ancestor again and again, performing the salute of master and apprentice.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and tell the teacher, how many levels of cultivation have you reached in the Heavenly Ancient Saint Yuan Jue?"

Immortal Ancestor said with some excitement.

Xue 13 stood up, stabilized his emotions, and said respectfully: "The disciple is not talented, and he has only practiced to the tenth level - fearless world. ”

Well?

After hearing this, Immortal Ancestor couldn't help frowning.

"How is it possible? You have the best skill enough to be proud of the starry sky, how can you only cultivate to the tenth level?"

"The eleventh level of the divine skill - Canggu is the king, and the twelfth level - the eternal is empty, and the disciples have not understood it thoroughly. ”

"Your qualifications are outstanding, how can you not even be the eleventh...... Isn't that right, you...... You have learned a lot of things, "Destroying Heavenly Skills"? You practiced the exercises of that little cowboy? He didn't die, let him get out and see this seat. ”

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