The means of the world shocked the world!

As soon as he came up, he shattered the divine sword of a supreme strong man with peerless force, and pieces of metal were wrapped in residual force, like meteors in the sky, shooting out in all directions.

I don't know how many strong people were alarmed.

Countless figures in the distance are watching from afar, some in the underworld and some in the yang.

Undoubtedly, they were all shocked by the drastic methods of the living dead.

They couldn't imagine that there was still such a level of existence in the human world.

Some of the Holy Lords' faces showed shocked expressions, and many of them were shocked again when they thought of their previous performance in Kyushu.

If this kind of character wants to settle accounts with them, he is afraid that he can destroy them countless times with just a gesture.

Zhang Yuan and the others all flew to a mountain range, ran the Tianyan Tongtong, and looked towards the big battle ahead.

Majestic mountains in the sky.

The body of the living dead was tall and burly, surrounded by golden flames, exuding an indescribable terrifying momentum, like a god's mountain that held up the sky, unshakable.

His long thick black hair was scattered, his eyes were indifferent, and after shattering the old man's divine sword, his body stepped forward, stepped out, and appeared in front of the old man as if teleporting.

The old man snorted, his heart was furious, and he fell backwards like lightning.

The living dead have more means than he can imagine!

Having just devoured so many heaven and earth aura, this Yang Realm powerhouse seemed to have recovered to its peak, leaving him no longer with the slightest confidence in his heart.

When the old man retreated wildly, the living dead followed him, fast to the extreme, and a pair of eyes were like lightning shot by the primeval people, forcing people's hearts.

The old man was stared at by him, and he couldn't help but be confused.

He knew that this must not be the case, otherwise he would die today!

"Duh!"

The old man suddenly broke off and shouted a word of thunder.

It is one of the most powerful sonic attacks in the Xiuzhen system, which fits the texture of the Great Dao and can completely collapse external objects from the inside out.

A word of thunder shouted, the heavens and the earth trembled, the space was turbulent, countless white clouds collapsed, the mountains shook, and the dense forests collapsed, like an invisible tsunami swept over.

A dazzling golden light suddenly erupted on the body of the living dead, and the world's martial body, invincible, exuded a peerless aura, and his palm was raised high, and he slashed hard.

Bang!

The sound of the old man's shouting was cut off, and the terrifying golden light crushed by, and the dragon's chant was piercing, like an ancestral dragon killing him.

The old man pulled out his sword trick, and he could no longer be as confident and calm as before, and the living dead brought him an unimaginable pressure of death.

Buzz! Buzz!

The eight divine swords behind him all soared into the air, hanging above his head, blooming with dazzling light, and the sword aura was swirling, as if turning into eight long rainbows, rushing towards the body of the living dead.

The face of the living dead was indifferent, his body spun, and the phantom of the golden ancestral dragon emerged, entwining around his body, and his hands were like knives, forming some kind of mysterious mystery, constantly flapping.

The surrounding space began to turmoil, affected by invisible forces.

Eight Changhong kept slashing around him, but it was always difficult to really get close to him.

The void around him became disordered, and he seemed to be standing in a void space, unable to be defeated by thousands of attacks.

The eight long rainbows flew back and forth, with a murderous aura, shaking the surrounding mountains and dense forests to the ground.

The many powerhouses in the distance were all shocked.

Suddenly, the living dead broke out, rolled his hands, and the space in front of him was instantly imprisoned. The eight divine swords that surrounded him and kept bombarding suddenly became motionless, and he was frozen alive.

There was a terrifying aura on his body, heavy as Yue, and the phantom of a golden dragon lingered around him, and he was suddenly shocked.

The eighteen golden ancestral dragons all rushed over, instantly enveloping the eight divine swords.

The Eight Divine Swords rattled like straw, countless cracks appeared on the surface, and the light flickered and faded for a while.

The old man's face changed, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of essence blood, rushing towards the Eight Divine Sword.

The Eight Divine Sword regained its dazzling brilliance, but it was still unable to move, and it was entangled by eighteen golden ancestral dragons, buzzing non-stop.

Suddenly!

There was a thumping sound, and the eight divine swords began to break one after another, vulnerable to a single blow, turning into pieces of golden shards, flying all over the sky.

The old man vomited blood, and his body quickly fell backwards, and there was a deep horror in his eyes.

The strength of the living dead is too terrifying!

The two don't seem to be in the same realm.

This kind of huge gap made him feel frightened.

The living dead's face was indifferent, like the god of war, after shattering the eight divine swords, his body was shrouded in golden flames, and he took one step and chased after the old man.

The old man let out a loud shout, and suddenly rose to the sky, an endless dazzling light erupted from his body, and thousands of pores were bursting with sword qi, and the whole image turned into a source of sword qi.

Countless sword qi swooped down, surging towards the body of the living dead, each sword qi tearing the space out of a black hole.

The living dead stood still, their bodies shrouded in golden light, and their momentum was eternal.

Letting the sword qi fall from the sky, it all melted into his body, and it was difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

Suddenly, the living dead rose into the sky, as fast as a real dragon soared into the air, and instantly appeared in front of the old man, raised his palm high, and slashed down with one palm.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the energy aura in the air was chaotic, exploding everywhere.

The old man snorted miserably, and was split half of his body on the spot by this palm, turning into a blood mist.

The other half of his body let out a high-pitched scream, and was shocked by the terrifying aftermath and flew out.

His body suddenly burned, like a phoenix in flames, and quickly regrouped in the distance, returning to its original state again, his face pale, and he looked at the living dead in horror.

"Are you really going to fight me to the death?"

He shouted angrily

The living dead's face was indifferent, and they rushed over again, responding directly to him with real actions.

Rumble!

The golden dragon phantom manifested, and he lifted it up and blasted towards the old man.

The old man opened his mouth and spit out a cyan ancient shield, which quickly enlarged and approached him, and at the same time, three magic weapons rushed out of his body one after another, an ancient mirror, a blood banner, and a magic knife.

The cyan ancient shield was like a thick divine wall, firmly blocking in front of him.

The Ancient Realm emitted a dazzling divine light, rushing towards the living dead.

The blood banner shook violently, rattling, and turned into a sky of bloody light, like scarlet blood, and swept towards the living dead.

The magic knife let out a piercing whine, like a peerless demon, with a murderous aura of death, slicing through the void and slashing through.

Three attacks, like a lore.

The living dead roared in the sky, and his long black hair danced wildly.

Bang!

His body shook, and a golden light suddenly emitted from behind him, and the eighteen golden ancestral dragon bodies rushed over again, even more ferocious than before, the sky shook, and they let out bursts of piercing roars, rushing towards the old man.

At the same time, he frantically slapped his palms, slapping nine palms in a row, and the world rolled up.

At the first touch, the old man's attack collapsed in an instant.

The magic knife shattered, blood splattered, and the ancient realm exploded.

Even the cyan ancient shield that crossed in front of him was beaten to a roar, and with a bang, countless cracks appeared, and then exploded in an instant.

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood again, and in an instant, he avoided the aftermath of the eighteen golden ancestral dragons, he glanced at the living dead in shock, turned around and left.

However, the speed of the living dead was extremely fast, and he caught up in an instant, and his palm was raised, and he was violently slammed towards his body.

Bang!

The old man let out a miserable scream, this time even more ruthlessly, and was directly shattered and torn apart.

"You can't kill me!"

He let out a terrible scream, and his shattered body glowed and regrouped again.

Bang!

The living dead grabbed the palm of his hand, and the golden light surged, and the space seemed to become a divine wall, crushing towards the middle, trapping the old man's body firmly inside, unable to break free.

The old man roared again and again, struggling constantly, but as if he was imprisoned, cut off from this world.

The eyes of the living dead emitted a sharp and terrifying electric light, which captured people's hearts and souls, and killed the sky.

"Trouble Kyushu, be punished!"

The voice was low, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the souls of countless people who were shocked trembled.

Rumble!

He clenched his palm hard, and the old man let out a terrible scream, and his body collapsed again as if it had been crushed back and forth by countless grinders, revealing the Yuan Infant inside.

The primordial infant kept screaming, struggling to resist, but it was still not spared, and it was shattered by a pop.

Countless people in the distance watched in horror.

He's dead!

A supreme who surpassed the giants died like this.

Countless people are afraid of it.

Zhang Yuan and the others also felt their hearts surging, and they couldn't help but boil their blood.

"Eighteen palms of the dragon. ”

Zhao Xuantong said shockedly.

This kind of mastery is simply exerted to the point of perfection in the hands of the living dead.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, the living dead snorted coldly, and the palm of his hand slashed diagonally, and with a pop, the space was split, and a primordial infant screamed and escaped from inside.

Everyone's faces were stunned.

It's the old man!

His primordial babies were put together again.

When the living dead saw his primordial infant fleeing, he grabbed it with his big hand, and a huge golden light palm emerged, overwhelming the sky, directly enveloping the primordial infant and grabbing it in his hand again.

The Yuan Infant let out a loud cry and roared, "Do you really want to be a complete enemy of my underworld? At the level of you and me, you can't kill me at all!"

The eyes of the living dead were cold, bursting out with a terrifying cold light, and with a hard crush, the primordial infant collapsed again, turning into chaotic energy streams, but these energy streams still converged towards the middle, wanting to regroup.

The living dead suddenly looked up to the sky and swallowed it, as if he had turned into a demon god of the world.

Rumble!

The space in front of him was directly turbulent, surging, swaying back and forth, and the entire space was rushing towards his mouth, and the old man's primordial infant had just been combined, and he was sucked by the living dead and quickly flew back.

"What are you going to do?"

The old man's infant let out a frightened cry.

His body was swept up in the terrifying force, and along with the space, it poured into the mouth of the living dead, and the mouth of the living dead seemed to turn into a terrifying black hole eye.

Burst!

The old man's primordial infant was swallowed alive, and a large space was folded together and poured into his mouth.

Rumble!

The living dead finally stopped, and patches of golden flames bloomed from the surface of his body, and his aura was terrifying, and a pair of terrifying eyes swept away through the void into the distance.

In all directions, there were seven or eight powerful beings in the underworld who looked at him coldly.

Everyone knows that the old man of the cultivation department is finished!

was swallowed into the belly, and there was only one way to refine it.

The strength of this strongest man in the world exceeded everyone's expectations.

The living dead had his long hair scattered, stared into the distance, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to make a move?"

Zhang Yuan and the others were all shocked and looked into the distance.

Their strength is too poor to perceive the existence of those terrifying powerhouses at all.

An icy voice suddenly sounded at the end of the sky, and said: "Kyushu is also an ancestral land for us, we can get along with you in peace, but we must hand over that Zhang Yuan and Lonely Seeking Defeat, let us deal with it!"

The eyes of the living dead opened and closed with a terrifying light, and said: "All those who have shed blood for Kyushu are my Kyushu heroes, let me hand them over and defeat me!"

"You are indeed very strong, but you are the only one left in the entire Yang Realm, what role can you play?

Another cold voice rang out between heaven and earth.

"The person you killed just now is just an incarnation, do you think you can really kill a supreme powerhouse of the same level?"

A third indifferent voice rang out.

"It's useless to talk more, I want to deal with my Yingjie in the yang world and pass this pass. ”

The living dead spoke coldly.

With a terrifying aura on him, he took a big stride and walked forward.

Everyone behind him was shocked.

The old man he just killed is not his real body?

Is it an avatar?

They followed behind them.

"Seniors should be careful. ”

Zhang Yuan shouted behind him.

The living dead was calm and firm, like a great mountain, and walked forward.

Rumble!

Several terrifying auras suddenly erupted in front of them.

Seven terrifying figures emerged, all staring coldly at the living dead, their eyes cold, and each of them was surrounded by a hazy and terrifying light, like a world phantom.

Among them was an old man with cold eyes, staring at the living dead tightly, full of murderous intent.

That statue was his incarnation.

It is said that it is an incarnation, but in fact, it has been sacrificed and is almost the same as the body, and the real strength is not a little weaker than the body.

The living dead destroyed his incarnation as if he were drinking water, and this kind of strength made even his own body feel cold.

If he makes a single move, the result will inevitably be the same as the incarnation just now, miserable!

"Everyone, he is not destined to go the same way as us, join forces to destroy him!"

The old man said coldly.

He carried a completely different long sword behind his back, pitch black, surrounded by the aura of death, which he slowly pulled out, exuding a terrifying aura.

Call!

Suddenly, he threw the black long sword directly over, turning into a black streamer, with a monstrous aura of death, and rushed towards the living dead first.