1208 Decisive Battle

The void shook, and there was a roar.

The first turn of the three-legged bronze tripod was accompanied by the fierce burning of incense.

A force that could not be detected by the naked eye spread, and the appearance of this power made the black-robed men all be fixed in the void in an instant, even if the wind was clear as a spellcaster, they were still unable to move.

Hundreds of millions of monks let out a loud roar, their souls infused with Burning Heaven Incense, which clearly opened something, pushing it to burn violently, slowly leaning towards the gate not far away.

Turn for the first time.

The spirit world shook, and countless cracks appeared visible to the naked eye, starting from the edge, pushing horizontally towards the center at a terrifying speed, and at the same moment, those ancient and ancient monks who had not been infused with divine souls.

At the moment when the crack covered the Xiuzhen Star, it began to collapse, without warning, almost in an instant, it was extracted by the three-legged bronze tripod to maintain the burning of the incense, half of the ancient and ancient monks fell, on the contrary, those ancient monks who were originally infused with the divine soul, but their physical bodies were intact, and it seemed that under the power that swept through the entire spirit world, they were not harmed at all.

Just turned the first circle, and the incense burned half of the living beings, and after the first circle, the monks who were infused with the divine soul woke up one after another.

The previous scene, they clearly saw it in their eyes, and their hearts were happy, but then there was a gloomy, sudden death of the monks, although it was not in ancient times, but after all, they were also spiritual beings.

They didn't have the strength to push the three-legged bronze tripod to continue to rotate, so that the incense only flickered slightly, about a fifth less than a fifth, and then returned to its previous lazy appearance.

The sound of a boom echoed through the void, and it seemed that it was accompanied by the sudden fall of half of the living beings, an indescribable force, and at the moment of their fall, from behind the gate, a cold snort came from nothing.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang shook his whole body, and his heart was completed, and he immediately galloped forward, he also had to go to a place, an initial place, only when he got there, he could get his own magic weapon.

The black-robed man in the rear chased after him, and to this day he naturally won't let go of the wind and Qingyang, yes, he is one of the four ancient gods of the ancient era - Qianzun.

Back then, he not only devoured the Heavenly Dao Qingshuang, but also devoured the four ancient gods Nuwa, Fuxi, and the Emperor, otherwise he would not be able to shake the Heavenly Dao Will Qingshuang with his strength.

But even so, he is not invincible in the spirit world, otherwise, there would be no appearance of Feng Qingyang, he left a curse, in the final analysis, in order to extinguish the growth of those who came after him, but even so, there is still a perversion of Feng Qingyang.

"Xuanhuang Land, what are you left behind?" said Qi Zun slowly, after he devoured the rest of the people, he had already reached the height of Pangu back then.

The reason why there will be three epochs of sleep is also because this is a fixed number, and only at this time will the spiritual world be the weakest, and only then can it have the opportunity to open it.

The wind cleared and galloped forward desperately, and traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and his influence, which was reflected in the heavenly dome of the spirit world, made the creatures in all directions, no matter where they were, would clearly see his traces.

"Axe!"

After a long time, the wind Qingyang stayed on the periphery of the Xuanhuang Land, shouted, boomed, the entire Xuanhuang Land trembled, and a deafening roar appeared, almost at the moment when these two words appeared.

Heaven and earth once again appeared a majestic breath, this breath is boundless, indescribable, many living beings just feel that their bodies are about to explode, and an axe that exudes an extreme black glow appears at the same time, and is grabbed by Feng Qingyang in his hand.

"My exercises are only cultivated to the Zombie Emperor realm, and you, aren't you also in the Zombie Emperor realm? You devoured the rest of the ancient god incarnation Pangu body, and I, who is an orthodox cultivator, obtained the Pangu axe today, then we will separate a superior. ”

Feng Qingyang held the axe and turned to look at the black-robed man who stayed behind, his nominal ancestor, his nominal guide, but now, it was the enemy he was about to kill.

With the same origin, they are all zombies, or in other words, Pangu is the real ancestor of the first generation of zombies.

The two of them looked at each other in the air, no longer superfluous words, the trace of killing intent in their eyes was pervasive, filling the entire space, all this did not need to be explained, only killing, killing completely, only in this way can it be balanced, in order to keep the spirit world.

He raised his hand and waved forward, causing the Pangu Axe to draw a huge ravine in the void, the starry sky collapsed, and the Xiuzhen Stars in all directions exploded even more violently, and the bright red magma scattered in the void, looking extremely terrifying and shocking.

Countless fragments are like blades lifted by the wind, sweeping in all directions, cutting everything, this is a real collapse, an irreparable collapse, it seems to have penetrated the instinct of the spirit world, not to mention that the spirit world is already in its weakest moment now?

The black-robed man's eyes were gloomy, looking at the wind-clear Pangu Axe and the oncoming storm, he flicked his sleeves, his face was suddenly covered with indifference, and said, "All this is not over. ”

Under the robe, the wind blew fiercely, and after touching the sweeping storm, it was instantly wiped out in the sky, and there was no trace of its existence anymore. 、

However, all this was just the beginning, Feng Qingyang did not stop the movements in his hands, all the laws were one, and all the divine powers fused into the body, making his casual attacks contain powerful damage.

"It doesn't seem to take three days, it's only two days. Feng Qingyang sneered, according to the memory obtained from the golden light, the three-legged bronze tripod could have been rotated three times, but the current strength of the spirit realm was so weak that it could only push it to rotate once.

However, all this is enough, as long as the Burning Heaven Incense is not extinguished, as long as their battle is completed under the watchful eye of the master of the Cave World, then all of this will be guided by the Burning Heaven Incense, so that one of them who survived will be connected to the Supreme God Realm.

Feng Qingyang raised his hand again, raised the Pangu axe in his hand, and after absorbing all the power, his whole body erupted with a shocking momentum, unfolding an unprecedented explosion.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Feng Qingyang drank loudly, he didn't want to delay time anymore, the ancient monk lay weakly on the ground, looking at Feng Qingyang fighting with the black-robed man on the sky, there was hope in his eyes, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression withered.

And the wind is clear, and after raising the axe, his face turned pale, this comes from the magic weapon of the great god Pangu, every time he uses it, the mana consumed is indescribable, almost massive, and every swing brings him a feeling that he is about to drain all the mana in his body.