"Is this the so-called Mandate of Heaven?" Ye Tian whispered, no ridicule, no ridicule, just a calm contemplation.

"Presumptuous!" a king of the Mandate of Heaven spoke, his face pale, and these words seemed to be slapped on the face of the entire Mandate of Heaven clan.

"Poof!"

Wen Changcheng lay on the ground, and blood sprayed on his body again, and cracks appeared one after another, which began to spread to his whole body.

At this moment, a fist-sized villain rushed out of his forehead, which was his primordial god, turned into a streamer and rushed towards Ye Tian.

He wants to pull the opponent to die together, because his origin has been worn out, and his body is about to explode, and it has reached this level, will the original god be any better?

Ye Tian was very calm, two golden rays of light rushed out of his eyes, and with a bang, he shattered the Yuan Shen of Wen Great Wall.

However, he did not die immediately, but stood up, looked at Ye Tian, and said, "If you dare to kill the Mandate of Heaven and disobey the Great Dao, one day it will happen ominous." ”

"I am invincible in the world, what am I afraid of? The virtual and ethereal bag is the sustenance of the weak, I don't believe in his existence, if someone stops me, even if it is a great road, I will still blow it with one punch. ”

After embarking on the road away from home, this is the first stop of his memorial to the invincible road, the emperor road to compete for power, and he has risen strongly on the road.

Many people change color when they hear this, feeling that a bright star is rising, with invincible beliefs, swallowing the wilderness, who can stop the rise of such a person?

"Which is stronger and which is weak?" Ye Tian looked at him.

Wen Changcheng's eyes were gloomy, his body was no longer a primordial spirit, it could be called an empty shell, and it was difficult to say a word, this battle was too fair, and he couldn't find any excuse.

Even, he still has the advantage, because the other party is a few years younger than him.

Ye Tian gave him a good time, kicked out, and his body exploded, his spirit was bloody, and he sprinkled it in all directions.

The Great Wall of Wen disappeared completely, and the Mandate of Heaven once again lost a divine son, and this was already the second one.

A teenager almost killed all the young people of the tribe.

And Wen Shang didn't say a word, and he didn't take any action just now, because he had already said before that this battle must be won, otherwise, he would die here.

He glanced at Ye Tian deeply, his eyes were full of killing intent, and then left here indifferently.

Everyone was in an uproar, another Tianjiao was about to rise, and he was still so young, at such an age, he already had such a myth, and his future achievements could be imagined.

At this time, in the distance, those saints who appeared were paying attention to this battle, and many people were inquiring about it, wanting to ask if this ambush was a loose cultivation.

"Who is this desolation? Could it be that Tianjiao in those ancient Taoist systems was born?" an old man whispered, his expression solemn, because there had always been such rumors in the world.

"Yes, and the red-haired man, who must have come from such a place. On the other side, a person whose entire body was shrouded in chaotic qi spoke in a deep voice.

Many people are speculating, because the appearance of this teenager is too abrupt, they have never heard of it before, only people who have been in famous mountains and rivers, or deep mountains and old forests.

Several saints sat in the void, whispering, communicating with each other, their expressions serious, and they were very cautious when mentioning the legendary ancient families.

"Actually, I wish he was a casual cultivator, so that he could be accepted as a disciple. A saint said.

If Ye Tian hadn't been a casual cultivator, and hadn't been from the ancient Enlightenment family, he would definitely have been more sensational.

However, when they calmed down, they did not dare to think so, because they did not intervene in times of trouble.

However, Qi You has been helping Ye Tian speak from beginning to end, so that everyone knows who Fu Huang will choose as his master.

"Ahem......"

Suddenly, Ye Tian coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body was also a little unstable, and he almost stumbled and fell.

All the thunder disappeared, the thunderclouds that were violently churning in the air disappeared, everything became calm, and the bright moon appeared again.

The group of Tianjiao below was ready to move, because this was the best chance to capture Ye Tian, and most of them had a grudge against him.

Especially Mu Xinghe and the others, they had already rushed over at this time.

"Why, have you forgotten how I besieged and killed you?" Ye Tian stabilized his body and looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, the person who has run out of oil and the lamp is dry, dare to speak out like this?"

"I'll admit you're extraordinary, and your magic can be called amazing, but it must take a lot of physical strength. A Tianjiao said indifferently, slowly approaching.

Ye Tianqingxiu's cheeks were full of anger, he looked ahead, and said softly: "Jumping beam clown." ”

"Kill!"

He let out a loud shout, and raised his palm to the top of his head again, with a monstrous killing intent, as if he had returned to the time when he had just fought against Wen Great Wall!

"Huh?"

Ye Tian drank the heavenly punishment twice in a row, and there was no response no matter how he urged, which was embarrassing, he was angry, and his hair was dancing all over his head, but it turned out that the thunder was heavy and the rain was small.

In fact, he drank so much, was angry, and had a boundless appearance of murderous intent, which really made those people awe-inspiring, and they really thought he had a killer feature.

Meteoric Feng stopped in an instant, and the black light all over his body skyrocketed, defending himself.

However, nothing happened.

Tianjiao of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan covered his forehead with one hand, embarrassing Ye Tian, he was ready to kill Ye Tian in the dark, but what about it......

Why are you screaming so loudly, why don't you kill it!

"Hold the heavens!"

Ye Tian shouted a few times again one after another, but the result was still that there was no hair, no thunder in the sky, and no big silver hand appeared.

His face is hot, what kind of is this, and it is too long-faced.

The point is that he has not successfully activated this big killer move now, and his own state is not very good, and it is very likely that he will be in danger.

"Hehe!" Tianjiao, who began to say that Ye Tian held the heavenly punishment very amazingly, laughed, very contemptuous, and very cold, his eyes were cold, his name was Phantom Night, he was a person who came out of the famous mountains and rivers, his strength was very strong, when he was trapped by Ye Tian in the magic circle, he was the first to break through by his own strength.

It is this laughter, a kind of ridicule, but also a kind of contempt, and it is really a little ridiculous to have such a bluff on the battlefield.

Ye Tian scratched his nose, looked cheeky, and said: "Just to see your reaction just now, this is a killing move, do you all think that I only have the magic technique of holding the heavenly punishment, let you see how I waited for the bloody wash again!"

"Thor is coming!"

He roared, his hair flying, stirring in the air, and the surging divine power was like the sea bursting its banks.