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The moment when Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, reappeared.

All the monks of the Dragon Clan changed their faces dramatically.

He looked terrified.

His face was full of horror.

For this phantom that looks like a demon god.

It can be said!

They couldn't be more familiar.

Whether it is the third prince of the Dragon Clan in the Eternal Land, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Di".

It is also the White Dragon King and White Dragon Patriarch of Sky City.

They were all staring at Nezha Xueying, the great god of the Santan Haihui, who suddenly appeared in the sky.

Unbelievable eyes.

Flash past the fear.

flashed shock

A flash of horror.

And with intense hatred to the extreme.

"This is?"

"Where is the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Meeting?"

Eternal land!

The Third Prince of the Dragon Clan Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, gave a strange cry.

Looks like hell.

"You are knowledgeable!"

Lin Yun smiled coldly.

A move in my heart.

Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui in the air, shot towards the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Emperor Aodi.

The tip of a fire-pointed gun.

In the pupils of Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

Keep zooming in.

The third prince of the Dragon Clan, Emperor Ao, dared not be careless.

This is the old enemy of the Dragon Clan.

Kill the existence of their dragon ancestors.

He hit the news with twelve points.

Go all out.

The dragon scales all over his body shone with golden light.

Very extraordinary.

Seeing this scene, the creatures with big bows in the Eternal Land were all surprised.

"The third prince of the Dragon Clan, Emperor Ao, actually has the tendency to return to his ancestors? Give him time. Under the circumstances of the heavens, in time, the life level will change, and it is really possible to transform into the legendary five-clawed golden dragon."

"The third prince of the Dragon Clan, Emperor Aodi, is really extraordinary! As the second master of the younger generation of the Dragon Clan, he is capable of overthrowing everything and suppressing all enemies."

"You don't really think that the third prince of the dragon clan who is at the peak of the righteous god is weak? This guy has been recognized by the great god Pangu once, and he has obtained the blood essence of Pangu!"

"Besides, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Emperor Ao, was born in the Dragon Clan, which is the head of all the clans. He is unparalleled in combat power and has few opponents. The Dragon Clan doesn't even bother to compete with other races."

"It's just that the young man of the human race is too dazzling, too heaven-defying. In comparison, the third prince of the dragon clan, Aodi, looks a little dimmer."

There are creatures with big bows whispering.

Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was born in the Dragon Clan, the head of all clans.

How could it be weak.

everything!

It's all because the human youth was too aggressive.

Push all opponents horizontally.

Suppress everything.

In uncertain eyes.

Let the third prince of the Dragon Clan endure the emperor again.

It can't stop the offensive of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

The latter is the ancient god after all.

Even if it's just a phantom.

It doesn't even have the imprint of the primordial spirit of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

The third prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Di, who was still fighting, had no power to fight back.

Only passive defense.

The fire-pointed spear was wielded by Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui, and it was airtight.

Gong Shishi's attacks, one after another, greeted the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Di, at the vital point.

Make him miserable.

a moment.

The dragon scales are already stained with blood.

Suffered serious injuries.

But the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Emperor Aodi, had been approved by the Great God Pan Gu after all, and used the blood essence bestowed by the Great God Pan Gu to temper the body of the dragon.

The treasure body is unparalleled.

Even if it's not as good as Lin Yun's Nine-Color Enveloping Body.

But absolutely extraordinary.

Even if injured.

But it can be recovered in the first time.

However?

In front of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Passive defense has no effect at all.

It's like a sandbag.

next moment!

Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, instantly used the magical power of three heads and six arms.

The fire pointed gun is split in two.

Divide two into three.

Three into six.

A total of six phantoms of flaming spears shot towards Aodi, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

The third prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Di, couldn't bear it all at once.

Now there are six of them.

An impenetrable attack.

It was just a storm.

Between a few breaths.

Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was already riddled with wounds.

"Roar!"

Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, let out a roar.

Resisted vigorously.

At the cost of Shi Gengsheng's hard work and a few shots, he successfully avoided the attack of Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

He made mudras with his hands.

A five-clawed golden dragon soul appeared in the air.

Terrifying coercion.

Sweeping around.

The arrogance of all ethnic groups in the distance can't lift their heads.

Under that kind of extremely bowed blood.

They even conceived the idea of prostrate on the ground.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon roared.

The whole body is shining with golden light.

Very extraordinary.

The huge longan is staring at Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui in the air.

Full of anger and hatred.

"Where is the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Meeting?"

He seems to be conscious.

This is a real five-clawed golden dragon soul.

Feel the power of the latter.

Even Lin Yun.

It's all a sudden.

"Could this be the soul of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan?"

Lin Yun murmured: "It looks like he didn't run away!"

Not just Lin Yun.

Young Prodigy of the Eternal Lands.

All of them were horrified.

Feel the majesty of the golden dragon soul above the nine heavens.

The relatively weak monk has already prostrated himself on the ground.

The body trembled.

Not daring to move.

"It is rumored that Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was approved by the dragon soul of the Ao Bing, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, and became the guardian of the third prince Ao Bing of the Dragon Clan. Could it be that the dragon soul in front of him is Ao Bing, the Ao Bing, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan?"

"Although Hao Gong's blood pressure is overwhelming, it must be the five-clawed golden dragon!"

"As expected of the dragon clan, there is such a background."

"How did I hear that the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Bing, was killed by Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui? His skin was stripped and his tendons were cramped. He was very miserable. Now, is this a duel of old enemies?"

"Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, vs. Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Three Altars, no matter which side it is, we are not able to participate. It is just the aftermath of the battle. "I can't bear it!"

"This young man of the human race is really against the sky. He actually forced the third prince of the dragon clan, Ao Di, to this point."

"For hundreds of years, the human race has been weak, and it has even reached the point where they dare not enter the eternal small world, because they know that even if they enter, they will be the targets of humiliation by all races, and they can only serve as cannon fodder. , turned out to be a true human race genius."

"I need to change my impression of the human race, otherwise, I won't even know how to die!"

"That's right, there are already many lessons learned from the past! The golden lion, the snake and the black dragon, the four fierce monsters, and the dragon race, which one is not the Tongtian, the unparalleled talent, all died in the hands of this human youth."

"This is the real pride of heaven! Overwhelming everything, defeating all enemies in the world, rare opponents, all the way straight, crushing all the younger generations can't hold their heads up."

"Could it be that from now on, we can only live in the shadow of this human youth?"

The young Tianjiao who are watching the battle in the distance.

They were all full of horror and resignation.

But whether it is Lin Yun, or the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

Put your combat power there.

Even if they are not reconciled?

so what!

Although the bow can be shot, it can only become the dead soul in the hands of Lin Yun and the third prince of the Dragon Clan Aodi.

Castle in the Sky.

Many creatures looked towards where the Dragon Clan was.

Whispering voices kept ringing.

"The Dragon Clan really has a profound foundation! Even the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Bing, can produce such an ancient dragon soul. It's too generous!"

"That's why he got the name of the Third Prince Ao Di of the Dragon Clan. He was recognized by the Third Prince Ao Bing of the Dragon Clan. With such a Dao protector with such a big bow, it would be difficult for the Third Prince Ao Di of the Dragon Clan to die!"

"Is this the trump card of the third prince of the dragon clan Ao Di? Sure enough, although the bow is big, why, even though the third prince Ao Di of the dragon clan is guarded by the ancestor of the dragon clan, the third prince Ao Bing, "I am still optimistic about the youth of the passerby?"

"Haha! The same is true for this seat. Even though the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Aodi, is using Tongtian, he still can't beat the waves in the hands of that young man. Now, Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Club, is here.

The spirit and soul of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Undecided Dragon Clan, was about to be hated.

Many creatures joked.

This is the fun of Eternal Small World.

Creatures above the true god cannot do it.

Everything is a war of words.

In the eyes of sarcasm.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, has collided with Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

"Heaven is retreating, Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars, haven't you already fallen?"

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, sneered and revealed a secret.

Whether it is the young Supreme of the Eternal Land, or the monks of all races in the Sky City.

All complexions changed slightly.

"Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, shouldn't be able to deceive people. Could it be that Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars, has really fallen?"

"Heavenly Court retreats, has it really disappeared?"

"What happened in this world? Did that dark and evil substance really break through the heavens?"

There are creatures whispering.

Can't help but guess.

There are also creatures full of horror.

It seems to have seen great terror.

I saw the disappearance of all races.

A day of eternal darkness.

Many creatures with big bows secretly deduced it.

See nothing and say nothing.

Blood spurted from the mouth and nose that was also backlashed.

All of a sudden!

Even more worried.

this means.

The retreat of the dark and evil matter and the heavenly court is very involved.

It's not something they can guess at all.

eternal land.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, has already fought with Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, is the real Dragon Soul.

The power of the gods is unrivaled.

now!

He was actually beating Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

This made Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan in the distance, finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Since finding this human monk.

Although he bowed and shot.

But I didn't think of it.

completely at a disadvantage.

Whether it is a fairy gold weapon, or the bow of the treasure body is so strong.

He is no match for that human youth.

He was beaten all the time.

Even suffered serious injuries.

"Fortunately, there are still ancestors guarding, otherwise, today I will really have to hate this!"

Even Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was shocked for a while.

There was lingering fear all over his face.

"Everything will be restored by the ancestors!"

Emperor Ao, the third prince of the dragon clan, looked at Ao Bing, the third prince of the ancestor of the dragon clan, with reverence.

This is Ao Bing's real dragon soul.

Can play a few percent of the strength before birth.

No matter how fierce Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is.

It's just a phantom.

In fact it is.

Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, was completely suppressed by the spirit of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

There is no chance of fighting back.

The situation in front of him was instantly reversed after Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, appeared.

No monk spoke.

They all stared at the dragon soul and phantom fighting together.

For monks of all ethnic groups.

Watching this level of battle is of great benefit to their growth.

Here are the human monks.

The human monks headed by Shaolin Buddha had some worries on their faces.

"Lin Yun!"

Mingyue and Yanli murmured even more.

On the delicate face.

An anxious look flashed across.

Even though their strength has been crazily improved by various opportunities recently.

But compared to Lin Yun.

There is still a world of difference.

not to mention!

Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, and Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, fought at this level.

It's not something they can intervene at all.

Go up rashly.

It can only become a burden to Lin Yun.

Hold Lin Yun back.

A smile appeared on Ma Xiaoling's face, and she comforted the Human Race Junior Supreme: "Don't worry! Lin Yun's cultivation is supernatural, his means are Tongtian, and he still has a lot of trump cards that he didn't use even though he was big."

"Um!"

Mingyue and Yanli nodded together.

The center of the battlefield.

Lin Yun and Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, faced each other far away.

All did not make a move.

They seem to be waiting for Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, and Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, to decide the winner.

Even though Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui, was completely suppressed and beaten by the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Bing.

Lin Yun wasn't worried at all either.

Because he can already feel it.

A trace of soul imprint.

It is reorganizing in the shadow of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Under the oppression of the old enemy.

Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is about to wake up.

exactly.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, cannot be regarded as the old enemy of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

It can only be said that he is the defeat of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, on his growth path.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon tribe, is unparalleled in power.

Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is displaying superhuman powers.

No matter how powerful your attack is.

It can always be resolved calmly.

Even if it is at a disadvantage for a while.

But Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, wanted to shatter this phantom.

It is also difficult to do.

not to mention!

Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, was once beheaded by Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Peeling and cramping.

If it weren't for Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, who had fled quickly.

Where is this spirit now?

so.

Deep in the heart of Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, he is actually very afraid of the Great God of the Three Altars Haihui.

It just didn't show up.

He needs to kill Nezha Phantom of the Three Altars.

Heal the heart of Dao that was frightened by Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

if not.

His dragon soul could never reshape his body.

Come back to life.

Thinking of this, Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, roared: "Nezha, just a phantom, also wants to stop me?"

The latter went all out.

The attack is getting more and more bowed.

The shadow of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is like a rootless duckweed in the sea.

Uncertain.

As if the next moment.

will really go away.

But in fact, no matter how fierce the attack of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, is.

How to cultivate Tongtian.

Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is still seeing his tricks.

Unflappable.

Even the breath on the body.

It's all slightly changed.

A glimmer of light.

Condensed in the sea of consciousness of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Whether it is a young monk in the Land of Eternal Scars.

It is also the creature of Gongshi, the city of sky.

There is no shortage of people with sharp eyesight.

The clues were soon discovered.

His complexion changed dramatically.

His face was full of horror.

"What? In the phantom image of Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, there is actually a mark of the primordial spirit reorganizing? This, how is this possible?"

"What's the situation? Is it possible that Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars in the Heavenly Court, is going to be resurrected?"

"What the hell happened? It's nothing more than a human youth who can summon Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars of the Haihui. Does he really want to resurrect the main altar of the Haihui, Nezha?"

"In this way, doesn't this mean that the headless Xingtian God can also be resurrected?"

"Oh my god! What's the secret behind this human youth?"

"I clearly remember that he can summon the phantom of the blood coffin. Even though he has not seen the whole picture, it is not difficult to deduce that it is the pattern of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin. Could it be that this human youth can manifest the scene of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin? ?”

Instantly!

Whether it's the young arrogance of the Eternal Land, or the big creatures of all races in the Sky City.

It's all guesswork.

But no monks.

can give them real answers.

VIP room!

Both the White Dragon King and the ancestor of the White Dragon could look ugly.

They are cultivators.

Naturally, I saw a ray of Yuanshen imprint in the shadow of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Even if it's just a wisp.

But it was enough to make the faces of the White Dragon King and the ancestor of the White Dragon change drastically.

"How is it possible? Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is really going to be resurrected?"

The two white dragons looked at each other.

All of them were horrified.

There was even a faint feeling in my heart that something was wrong.

"If Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is really resurrected, with the knot in the heart of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, he will definitely not be the opponent of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui!"

Patriarch Bailong murmured.

It made White Dragon King's pale complexion even paler.

It never occurred to them.

Just a human teenager.

It would involve such a big deal.

Eternal land!

The soul of Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, stared at the phantom of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

His face was extremely gloomy.

The fear in my heart.

It was ticked out bit by bit.

"Nezha, you have already fallen, do you still want to be resurrected?"

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, let out a strange cry.

Crazy shot.

He didn't want to see the real resurrection of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

An impenetrable attack.

Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui who was fighting, retreated again and again.

But still no use.

Not only that!

Under the pressure of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, he was under pressure.

The imprint of the primordial spirit in the shadow of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

It seems to regroup faster.

"Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, since he is dead, don't come back!"

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, became more and more aggressive.

They don't even hesitate to burn their souls.

But it's too late.

The imprint of the primordial spirit in the phantom of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, has been reorganized.

Even if it's just a wisp of primordial spirit.

No longer a tenth.

But an incomparably ferocious might.

In an instant, it erupted from the phantom of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

On the three heads, the scarlet eyes.

It also shot out six bloody lights.

Yuanshen reorganized.

The eyes of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, were cold and biting.

More like a demon god.

He didn't say much.

He directly killed Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

He lightly picked up the fire-pointed gun in his hand.

Then the soul of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was picked up and flew out.

In the void, he turned and flew tens of thousands of miles.

Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, bullied him.

There is no plan to let Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, go.

The fire-pointed gun was brandishing airtightly.

The more the war, the more fierce.

All of a sudden, Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan who was beating him, had no strength to fight back.

Can only rely on instinct to defend.

See this scene.

All creatures are extremely terrifying.

"Oh my god! Could it be that Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, has really been resurrected? The imprint of the Yuanshen has been reorganized!"

"It's against the sky! It's really against the sky! Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is one of the three gods of war in the heavenly court. That human youth is protected by Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui. Who will be his opponent in the future? Who can kill him?" ?”

"No! The state of Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, is a bit wrong. He doesn't seem to know Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, and he is just fighting by instinct.

"Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan who fights instinctively, has no power to fight back. If Nezha, the real god of the Three Altars, recovers, how terrifying will it be?"

Countless bowmen whispered.

He was intimidated by Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

The White Dragon King and the Patriarch Bailong even stood up together.

The imprint of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, was reorganized.

Even if it's just a wisp.

But they couldn't sit still any longer.

"Old Ancestor, will Ao Bing, the third prince of the clan, kill Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society?"

White Dragon King Shi asked more seriously.

Patriarch Bailong didn't speak.

But judging from his gloomy and worried face.

Little hope!

And after the reorganization of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, with a trace of the imprint of the primordial spirit.

The battle suddenly took a 180-degree turn.

Under the attack of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was seriously injured.

The latter tried their best.

Even at the expense of burning his soul.

Although Cai Miangong resisted the attack of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

One dragon and one god of war are in a tight fight.

It was completely eclipsed.

Space collapses.

Numerous mountain peaks shattered.

Shocking.

Not to mention the other Tianjiao monks.

It is Lin Yun.

They were all horrified.

But Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, seems not satisfied with this result.

then!

Another imprint of the primordial spirit condensed in the shadow of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

That glimmer of perspective is small though.

But in an instant.

There was an uproar.

The city of the sky bows to a creature as big as it is.

They were all horrified.

Subconsciously looked at the phantom of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

There were strange screams from his mouth.

"My God! There is another soul imprinted and reorganized in the phantom of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui?"

"How is this possible? Is Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, really going to be resurrected?"

"It's too scary! Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, is the god of war in heaven. If he is resurrected, who will be the opponent of that human youth?"

"This human youth is very involved. Even the mysterious Nine Dragon coffin pattern has a great relationship with him. Could it be that he is really the one who should be robbed in the legend?"

"The Bronze Immortal Palace, the cultivator waiting for the fairy shadow in the fairy cauldron, can't it be this human youth?"

"Although Taigong is powerful, Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, has condensed a seal of the primordial spirit. Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, is no match. Now, Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is reorganizing with a mark of the primordial spirit. What else can Prince Ao Bing use to fight?

"This human youth is so powerful that even Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, can transform

For his own use, given time, he must be the guardian of the human race. The rise of the human race is unstoppable!"

"With the existence of this human youth, who dares to say that he is invincible? Who dares to say that he is invincible? Suppress them all, blow them up!"

"This young man of the human race will suppress everything and overthrow this era. All the arrogance will live under his shadow."

"Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, the second primordial spirit, has been reorganized, and Ao Bingjiang, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, is no longer his opponent.

Castle in the Sky.

There is no shortage of creatures with great strength.

Their eyes are extremely tricky.

It didn't take long to see the clues.

Although Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, is powerful.

But it is not at all the opponent of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Since Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, has been reorganized with a trace of the imprint of the primordial spirit.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, had no power to fight back.

Now the power of two primordial spirits appeared in the phantom of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan who was already in a mess.

He was already vomiting blood repeatedly after being beaten by Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Dim soul.

Deeply wounded.

far away.

Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, saw this scene.

His expression was full of horror.

"Grandfather?"

Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, shouted.

rushed up directly.

"court death!"

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes.

Instantly face the onslaught.

He has the Xingtian Tomahawk in his hand.

Hold your hands high above your head.

The terrifying Bai Ze lines and Qilin's arm lines shone with a strange light.

Gather all your strength into your arms.

All the berserk power filled the Headless Xingtian Tomahawk.

The rust on the battle ax instantly fell off.

The Xingtian battle ax seemed to be sharpened.

Gleaming cold light.

Lin Yun didn't hesitate at all.

Straight down with an axe.

Far away, he aimed at Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

moment.

The space is broken.

A series of space cracks as black as ink appeared in the eyes of all the monks.

The power of violent law surged in an instant.

It is trying its best to repair the space that is constantly collapsing.

So that the eternal small world will not really be broken.

It was shrouded by the ax glow that seemed to open up the world.

Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, changed his face drastically.

He looked horrified.

The scalp exploded directly.

In the huge longan.

All in horror.

That's the color of fear.

"Roar!"

Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, let out a loud roar.

The whole body is running with mana.

All blessings are on the dragon scales.

The scales shone with golden light.

It even drained the Pangu essence and blood in his body.

Pushed to the extreme.

this moment.

The defense of Emperor Ao, the third prince of the dragon clan, reached its peak.

With the pride of the Dragon Clan.

Of course he won't dodge.

Fearless.

He rushed towards Lin Yun.

He intends to use the most peak defense to beat Lin Yun's battle axe.

"Well done!"

Lin Yun roared angrily.

The battle ax in the hand is directly chopped down

This is a contest between the most bowed shield and the most bowed spear.

in an instant.

The battle ax in Lin Yun's hand.

It fell directly on the body of Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

The world changes color.

The sun and the moon are dark.

The eyes of all monks.

They are all attracted by the most bowed attack and the most bowed defense.

In the eyes of horror.

Numerous space cracks appeared.

Then under the full repair of the power of the law, it healed quickly again.

Such a peak collision.

The entire Eternal Small World is constantly shaking.

As if it was about to break.

"Although the bow is good! This human youth is really against the sky, such an attack, can the treasure body of the third prince of the dragon clan resist?"

"This is the collision of the most pinnacle young generation of monks. It is a rare sight. No matter who wins or loses, it will be recorded in the annals of history forever and become an existence that younger generations look up to."

"That's right, it's just that the losers are the stepping stones of the winners. As long as the latecomers talk about it, they will basically only remember the dazzling achievements of the winners.

Many young monks kept whispering.

Their eyes were horrified.

Watch back and forth between Lin Yun and Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

soon.

The most arched spear and the archest shield have already decided the winner.

Under the huge ax blade.

The indestructible body of Emperor Aodi, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

It was only resisted for a moment.

next moment.

The dragon scales shattered.

Blood stained the sky.

"ah!"

The third prince Aodi let out a scream.

A huge wound appeared on his dragon head.

Almost chopped off his entire faucet.

Even though he has Pan Gu's blood essence, tempering his body.

But after all, he was just a little cultivator at the peak of righteousness.

How could it be the opponent of the headless Xingtian Tomahawk.

It was already very fierce if Lin Yun didn't cut off his head directly.

The third prince Ao Di quickly backed away.

Immediately distanced himself from Lin Yun.

Horrified gaze.

Looking at Lin Yun in disbelief.

He actually failed.

With the pride of the Dragon Clan.

Absolutely can't stand something like this.

"Roar!"

He growled.

It has begun to burn the power hidden in the soul and dragon body.

With 10 points of defense, he displayed 20 points of bow force.

Once again, he rushed towards Lin Yun bravely.

It was a desperate fight.

This battle.

For the pride of the Dragon Clan.

Stake your reputation on the line.

He has to win.

However.

Reality is often cruel.

The huge body of the third prince Ao Di was once again sent flying by Lin Yun.

After flying tens of thousands of meters across the void, it slammed heavily on the indestructible ground.

Like a meteorite falling to the ground.

The ground is broken.

A deep pit tens of thousands of meters in diameter.

Appears in the field of vision of all monks.

See this scene.

All the monks screamed strangely.

"Then the human race boy is too powerful, right? The third prince fought the emperor to this extent, but he still can't defeat him? God, how powerful is he?"

"True peers are invincible, push everything horizontally, and kill all opponents."

"This is the real young genius. Compared with him, no matter how brilliant a young genius is, they will all be eclipsed."

"That's right, in front of him, the arrogance of every race is not even worthy of the title of genius."

"The third prince Aodi was born in the dragon clan, and the dragon clan is the leader of all clans. He has unparalleled combat power and is cultivated as Tongtian. Even so, he was directly suppressed by the weak human race.

"From now on, the human race has officially risen. It won't take many years for this human race youth to become a god-bowman, pushing everything horizontally. Even if it is immortal or holy, it is not impossible

things. "

"That's right! As long as this human race boy is still alive, the human race will rise one day, and this world will eventually be chaotic."

Countless creatures were frightened by Lin Yun's bow.

He looked horrified.

Feel the chill from the bottom of my heart.

far away!

Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, is fighting fiercely with Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Accidentally saw Emperor Ao of the Dragon Clan being sent flying by Lin Yun.

His complexion changed slightly.

But he was suppressed by Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Can't help at all.

And with the reorganization of the second soul imprint in the body of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Ao Bing from the Dragon Clan was originally not the opponent of Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Now he is no longer an opponent.

Even try to defend.

Vow to fight to the death.

But it was still the dragon soul who was injured by the fire-tipped gun of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

*0+!

The second soul mark of Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, has been completely revived.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was even more of a rival.

The soul was directly hit by the heaven and earth circle of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Almost broke.

"Nezha, I'm fighting with you."

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was also fired.

Fearless.

It's a desperate posture.

But the difference in combat power between him and Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is really too big.

Besides!

Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, is full of treasures.

Whether it's a fire pointed gun or a hunting ling.

None of which Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, could resist.

soon!

The soul of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was bound by Huntian Ling.

next moment,,,

The universe circle of Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, is constantly enlarged in his long eyes.

Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, changed his face drastically.

But there is no way.

He was not an opponent of Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

What's more, it's just a divine soul now!

No surprises.

Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, directly hit Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, in the head with his circle of heaven and earth.

The latter screamed.

Broken soul.

Dissipates in air.

It was directly absorbed by the Nezha lines on Lin Yun's back.

See this scene.

All bowmen are terrified.

Cold hands and feet.

Like falling into an ice cave.

Castle in the Sky.

VIP room.

"No!"

The White Dragon King and the White Dragon Patriarch both yelled loudly.

The color of fear on the face.

"Grandfather?"

The White Dragon King was a little lost.

He stared at the image coming out of the spectator magic weapon.

But there is simply no way.

They cannot enter the Eternal Land.

Everything.

They can only rely on Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan, and Emperor Ao.

Besides, let's do it now.

It's too late.

The soul of Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, was broken.

There is no possibility of repair anymore.

It can be regarded as completely dissipating in this world and falling.

Stared blankly at everything.

Both the White Dragon King and the White Dragon Patriarch were full of hatred.

But soon.

A deep sense of regret rose in their hearts.

If you don't provoke this human youth,

Wouldn't the tragedy in front of me never happen again?

After all!

Lin Yun and Ao Tian are just juniors fighting for each other.

Although they intervened, they really broke the rules.

"well!"

The White Dragon King sighed deeply.

Gray hair.

It seems to be hundreds of years old in an instant.

There is no longer the high spirits that the Dragon Clan should have.

Castle in the Sky.

All the creatures stared blankly at all this.

"Oh my god! Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, has really fallen? Isn't this too unbelievable?"

"What a horror! Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, revived and once again beheaded Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

It's just the seal of Dao Yuanshen!"

"This human race youth is brilliant and gorgeous, he has truly become popular, and he must not be provoked in the future

"This era belongs to him. If there are no young monks who can suppress him, he will push back an era, create his own brilliance, and lead the human race to the peak."

"I'm really envious! It would be great if such a talented person appeared in our clan, even if I die immediately, I will be willing."

Many creatures with big bows are whispering

between words.

They are all admiration for the youth of the human race.

There are even many creatures who are moved to cultivate Lin Yun.

Even if the latter will not join their own race.

But it’s okay to just make a friend!

eternal land.

Lin Yun saw that Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, had beheaded Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

A strong sneer appeared on his face.

"It's just a mere soul, dare to act presumptuously in front of the young master? Now that the soul is shattered, and the real death and dao disappear, does it make your dragon clan fulfill your wish?"

Lin Yun's words are sharp.

Regardless of the feelings of the Dragon Clan.

Like a heavy hammer.

It hit the heart of the Dragon Clan hard.

"you,,,"

Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, stared at Lin Yun angrily.

What do you want to say?

But he opened his mouth several times.

Neither could say anything.

In the face of absolute record.

Any language seems so feeble.

"I killed you."

Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, let out a loud roar.

Once again, he was brave enough to kill Lin Yun.

It is completely using its own dragon body as a weapon.

Like a shooting star.

Soaring into the sky.

Immediately afterwards,,,

swoop down.

It hit Lin Yun hard.

"hehe!"

Lin Yun sneered: "You want to kill the young master? Did you do it?"

He raised eyebrows.

full of disdain.

"Well done, Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, has already killed Ao Bing, the third prince of your Dragon Clan, and the young master can't lag behind. I will kill you today to show off my human power."

"kill!"

Lin Yun roared angrily.

A move in my heart.

Directly display the supernatural powers of heaven and earth.

The body of the nine-color treasure rises against the wind.

In the horrified eyes of all creatures.

At a speed visible to the naked eye.

fast gigantic

Between a few breaths.

It's as high as ten thousand zhang.

Even though the dragon body of the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Aodi, is already very huge.

But in front of Lin Yun.

Still like a small earthworm, very small.

eternal land.

The young Tianjiao of all ethnic groups saw this scene.

All of them were full of fear.

"This,,, this turned out to be the legendary supernatural powers, the sky and the earth? This human youth has obtained such supernatural powers? Isn't it too monstrous?"

"Under the leadership of this young man, the overall cultivation of the human race has quickly caught up. Their luck is at its peak, they have obtained countless opportunities, and the road to rise is unstoppable. One of the Qiongqi, all fell into the hands of human youths!"

"Although the Taigong is powerful, it is too dazzling. Compared with the record of this human youth, the fight between us is completely trivial, and it is not worth mentioning at all."

"In front of this human youth, who dares to be respected? All suppressed! All blown up! No one of the younger generation dares to be respected."

"Hey! Having this human youth here is completely a tragedy for young monks of our generation!"

Countless creatures sighed in low voices.

It is their honor to witness the rise of Tianjiao.

It's just that Lin Yun's combat power is unparalleled, and his cultivation is Tongtian.

Living in the same era as him, if you don't have the mighty combat power, you are just a stepping stone and cannon fodder!

How sad.

Countless beings sigh

Photographed by Lin Yun's combat power.

There were bursts of strange screams in his mouth.

He stood still and didn't dare to move.

In the eyes of horror.

Ao Di, the third prince of the Dragon Clan who has the tendency to go back to his ancestors.

With a huge body, he was grabbed by the gigantic Lin Yun

Like a little snake, it kept struggling in Lin Yun's hands.

Want to get rid of Lin Yun's shackles.

But the latter pulled out all the stops.

Can't break free.

was firmly imprisoned and suppressed.

"Die!

Lin Yun sneered.

The right hand suddenly exerted force.

Directly smashed the treasure body of the third prince of the Dragon Clan, Emperor Aodi.

The violent force is raging in it

Instantly destroyed his primordial spirit.

From the appearance of Emperor Ao, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, to now is just a stick of incense.

But no monk could have predicted such a bleak ending.

Along with Ao Bing, the real third prince of the Dragon Clan, he fell.

The strong soul power is absorbed by the lines of Bai Ze.

The essence of the dragon body.

All swallowed up by the Qilin pattern on Lin Yun's right arm

The entire Eternal Land.

It's all dead silent

All the creatures stared blankly at all this.

fearful eyes

It was like seeing a great horror.

Next!

There were bursts of strange screams.

"My God! He really killed the Dragon Clan Tianjiao. Although the Taigong is powerful, there are no other monks of the same generation who can suppress him!"

"It's too powerful. The Third Prince of the Dragon Clan is at the peak of the Righteous God. He defeated the Dragon Clan Tianjiao and killed him. This kind of thing has never happened in the past thousand years.

………seeking flowers… 0

"That's right! The Third Prince of the Dragon Clan is not an ordinary monk. Even among the younger generation of the Dragon Clan, he is ranked second. This is the real Dragon Clan arrogance, but he never thought that he would be beheaded by this human youth! "

"Although Taigong is powerful, even the Dragon Clan Tianjiao can directly suppress and kill, who will be his opponent?"

Castle in the Sky.

Many creatures with big bows.

They all watched this scene with dull eyes.

Even though they are very optimistic about Lin Yun.

However, when the latter really wanted to kill the third prince of the dragon clan, their heads were still in a daze.

The eyes are horrified.

It's hard to come back to God for a long time.

It is a matter of great pride for Lin Yun to defeat the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

The current result is beyond everyone's expectations.

"Ha ha,,,

Some creatures laughed wildly.

He gloated at where the Dragon Clan was.

The merciless words also sounded.

"Haha! The Dragon Clan really took the old path of the Golden Lion lineage and sent the third prince of the Dragon Clan into it. Not only did they not kill the human youth, but they also gave him a great opportunity."

"Although this young man is very powerful, he first killed Aotian of the dragon clan, and now he killed the third prince of the dragon clan. He completely regarded the dragon clan as a stepping stone for his rise!"

"Thousands of years later, only people will remember this wonderful and gorgeous young man. Whether it is Aotian of the Dragon Clan or the third prince of the Dragon Clan, they are just passers-by who he defeated casually on the way of growing up."

Some creatures sighed.

I think Lin Yun is getting more and more dazzling.

Invincible!

"Hehe! This time the king is right again. This human youth really didn't disappoint the king, and he helped the king win a fairy medicine and ten immortal gold. When the king meets him in the future, he must be careful. grateful!"

"Don't talk so high-sounding, okay? Don't you just want to win over this human youth?"

"Hey! Don't you want to?"

Countless creatures whispered.

It didn't consider the feelings of the Dragon Clan at all.

Even very gloating.

The Dragon Race claims to be the head of all races.

Do things in the past.

Arrogant

It is completely not to put other races in the eyes.

Now that they have suffered such a big loss in the Eternal Land, these creatures who are not too serious are very excited.

I can't wait for Lin Yun to kill both the White Dragon King and the White Dragon Patriarch in Sky City.

VIP room.

The White Dragon King fainted for a while.

Almost passed out.

Patriarch Bailong's face was even more gloomy.

Can't wait to enter the eternal land directly.

Kill Lin Yun on the spot.

Get rid of this scourge.

In fact,

He did the same.

The figure flitted out.

Go straight to the center of the Eternal City and find the ancestor general of the zombies.

Explained the purpose of coming very simply.

"General, I know that you can enter the Eternal Land. As long as you kill that human youth, our dragon clan will owe you a great favor."

Noticed the actions of Patriarch Bailong.

Countless creatures are full of disdain.

"The majestic Dragon Clan, who claims to be the leader of all clans, did not expect that it would be this kind of bastard, a competition of the younger generation. They sent the third prince of the Dragon Clan into it, and now they want the general to kill that human youth ?It's ridiculous!"

"What do you say is the leader of all races? The dragon race is such a race that cannot afford to lose! Today is really enlightening!"

Countless cursing voices came, making Patriarch Bailong's expression slightly changed.

It's about the honor of the Dragon Clan, and he can't care so much anymore.

No matter what he said, he would kill that human monk.

If not.

The dignity of the dragon race will always be trampled under the feet of that human youth.

But how did he know?

The ancestor of the zombie, the general, was the war servant of the Nuwa Empress.

And the human race is a race created by Empress Nuwa.

In line with the mentality of loving the house and the bird.

The ancestor of the zombies will naturally favor the human race.

not to mention,

Lin Yun is so good.

He is deeply loved by the generals and generals, the ancestor of zombies.

How could the Dragon Clan agree to deal with Lin Yun at this moment?

His expression turned cold.

With a sneer all over his face.

Exuding Gong Jilie's hostility.

"Patriarch Bailong, do you think that the Eternal Land belongs to your dragon clan? This seat has promised you and sent the third prince of your dragon clan into it. The younger generation's struggle is life and death. Your dragon clan has repeatedly intervened. Put this seat in your eyes?"

"This young man of the human race is the arrogance of the human race that I am optimistic about. If a young monk attacks him, this book will never stop him. If you want to kill this young man regardless of your face, you should also ask me whether you agree or not." .”

Hearing what the ancestor of the zombies said, the White Dragon King's expression changed drastically.

"you?"

He yelled angrily.

Want to make a move.

But the power of endless law comes

Shi Gengsheng suppressed his cultivation.

If he bows and shoots.

There will be terrible punishment from heaven.

Even if Patriarch Bailong is a true immortal, he will die at that time without a place to bury him.

To know.

This is a small world opened up by the Great God Pan Gu

The power of the law is complete.

Even a real immortal can't be presumptuous here.

The ancestor of the zombie, General Chen, sneered: "Ancestor Bailong, you want to make a move here? Don't you take me seriously?"

while speaking.

The general flicked his sleeves.

The power of terror broke out.

Sweep the White Dragon Patriarch and the White Dragon King out of the Sky City directly.

"General, you,,,"

Patriarch Long was so angry that he couldn't speak.

But there is no way at all.

He dared not make a move.

over sky city

Thunderclouds had already gathered.

If he can shoot with his bow, he will definitely be punished by heaven.

Even if he is already a true immortal, he will still die without a place to bury him.

Patriarch Bailong forced himself to calm down.

Use the spectator magic weapon again to find out the whereabouts of Lin Yun.

In the eyes of incomparable resentment.

Lin Yun stood in the void.

look at the world with contempt

Sweep everything.

"Who dares to fight me?"

Lin Yun let out a roar.

The terrifying coercion swept out.

Shroud all young Tianjiao in it.

They were so overwhelmed that they couldn't lift their heads up.

At this time, Lin Yun's invincible momentum has become.

No monk dared to answer.

Even that golden-winged roc is trying its best to reduce its sense of existence.

Originally, he wanted the snipe and the clam to fight each other, so that the fisherman would benefit.

But I didn't expect it.

Although the human youth Gong in front of him had the potential to kill the third prince of the Dragon Clan, he was powerless at all.

His desire to pick up the leak also failed.

And witness the scene of Lin Yun beheading the third prince of the Dragon Clan.

Even the bow of the golden-winged roc is strong.

At this time, they dare not stand up and have a decisive battle with Lin Yun.

Although Lin Yun is too powerful.

It was so overwhelming that all races could not lift their heads.

His sharp eyes swept to the young Tianjiao in the distance.

Not a single creature had the guts to look him in the eye.

"snort!"

Li Yun snorted coldly!

Put away Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

Huo Ran turned around.

Looking down at the world, he looked at Sendai in the distance.

Now this time.

He already knows.

Above the Sendai is the inheritance of the Great God Pangu.

Lin Yun's eyes were extremely fiery.

Why did he enter the eternal small world?

Isn't it for the inheritance of Pangu Great God?

Think here.

Lin Yun stepped forward.

Swept towards Sendai.

And at this time,

A loud roar came over.

At the foot of Mount Sendai.

There is a huge black turtle crawling there.

He has a fierce breath.

It is the cultivation base of the peak of the righteous god.

The reason why the Ashura family cannot enter this place.

It is precisely because of the existence of this black turtle.

"Go away!"

Lin Yun roared.

Headless Xingtian Tomahawk in hand.

Hold your hands high above your head.

He was about to slash and kill the black turtle viciously.

The hostility is soaring.

mighty

With the power and influence like opening up the world.

Immediately, the huge black turtle was frightened and screamed again and again: "Youth of the human race, stop quickly, the old man has no malicious intentions."

See this scene.

Whether it is the pride of all races in the eternal land.

They are also the creatures of all races in the city of sky.

They were all bewildered.

Especially the archers of Sky City.

They have all seen this black turtle.

In fact.

In their memory, the legendary Sendai has appeared no less than five times.

every time.

This black turtle will be born.

His task is to stop the monks of all races from stepping into the Xiantai.

This is actually a screening process.

The young Tianjiao whose strength cannot defeat Xuan Gui is not qualified to enter Sendai at all.

Now the tortoise reappears.

They thought the latter was trying to stop Lin Yun.

Who knew that the performance was so unbearable.

He begged for forgiveness immediately.

This made the creatures in Sky City smile wryly.

"In the past, this mysterious tortoise, although relying on its strength, was even more arrogant and domineering. It killed the young talents of all races and couldn't lift their heads. However, it did not expect that facing this young man of the human race, he would be so arrogant.

Then just bowed your head?"

"Hehe! This mysterious tortoise has existed for endless years, and he is old and mature. Naturally, he saw the battle between the young man of the human race and the third prince of the dragon clan. How could he not know that with his strength,

Can't resist this human race boy. Simply let it go. "

"Interesting! This is the first time I've seen Xuan Gui bow his head. Although this human race boy is too powerful, even Xuan Gui, who is at the peak of righteousness, dare not fight him."

"Right now, Xuangui has no intention of obstructing him. Let this human race youth ascend to the immortal platform. Could it be that he can really obtain the inheritance of Pangu Great God?"

"Nine times out of ten! This young man of the human race is so powerful, how can there be such a talented genius among the geniuses of all races in the past! According to this king, the inheritance of Pangu, the great god, really needs to be taken by this

The human youth got it. "

Many creatures with big bows whispered.

They were all captured by Lin Yun's combat power.

Very bullish on the latter.

eternal land

Lin Yun had a great time.

He retracted his tomahawk and stared at the black turtle in front of him with a sneer on his face.

The latter smiled awkwardly, and made a 'please' gesture in a very humane manner: "Youth of the human race, please go to Sendai!"

Lin Yun was not polite.

leap forward.

Step directly on the first step of Sendai.

at the same time,

The power of terror came.

Crazy impact on Lin Yun's body

Want to blast him out of Sendai.

See this scene.

Whether it is the pride of all races in the eternal land.

He is also the archer of all races in the city of sky.

It's all about the spirit.

"It's about to start. The human race boy has ascended to Xiantai. How far can he go? Or can he really get the inheritance of Pan Gu?"

"It's hard to say, but if you want to get the inheritance of Pan Gu, it's really hard."

"That's right, since the appearance of the Eternal Land, so far, no one has been able to obtain the true inheritance of Pan Gu."

"It is rumored that there are a total of one hundred steps in Xiantai, and the further you go to the back, the greater the repulsion you will bear. Even the legendary Sanqing sage can only walk up to ninety-nine steps.

Given their backgrounds, they are unable to take the last step to truly climb to the top of Xiantai and obtain the inheritance of Pan Gu, let alone this human youth?"

"Would you like to open a gamble? Or I, the Tiger Clan, will be the dealer. I bet that the young man of the Human Clan can obtain the inheritance of Pan Gu, a plant of immortal medicine, and ten pieces of immortal gold. Any fellow Taoists want to come?"

"Here I come, the five magical medicines, I didn't believe that the human youth could really get the inheritance of Pan Gu."

soon.

A new round of gamblers appeared again in Sky City.

Sky City Center.

The ancestor of the zombie, General Chen, stared at Lin Yun expectantly.

Endless years come.

No one can obtain the inheritance of Pangu Great God.

Even the legendary Sanqing sages were only rewarded by Pan Gu.

without a complete inheritance.

"Youth of the human race, I hope you can really succeed.

In the eyes of great anticipation.

eternal land.

With Lin Yun roaring.

The violent force exploded.

The Bai Ze pattern on the left arm flickers on and off.

On the right arm, Huo Qilin's blood light was incomparably dazzling, reaching straight into the heavens.

It seemed that Lin Yun had inexhaustible power in his body.

He stepped out.

Follow the steps.

Start your ascent to the legendary Sendai.

layer,,,

Another layer!

Lin Yun is fast.

He rushed directly to the top of the fifty steps.

Look in the eyes of the arrogance of all races and the creatures of all races.

There was a burst of panic.

Because Lin Yun's speed is too fast.

Let them have an illusion in their hearts.

Lin Yun can really get the inheritance of Pan Gu.

Those creatures who failed to defeat Lin Yun all had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

And as Lin Yun ascended one level after another.

That ominous premonition became more and more intense.

"This human youth won't really climb to the top of Sendai?"

Those with bows whisper.

His face was full of shock.

But Lin Yun's footsteps did not stop at all.

Layer after layer.

soon

He rushed to the sixty-sixth floor.

at the same time.

An even stronger force of repulsion came.

Want to eject Lin Yun's body from Sendai.

"ah!"

Lin Yun roared.

He borrowed the power of black and white impermanence.

moment.

Two figures, one black and one white, appeared in the void behind Lin Yun.

They are wearing hunting clothes.

Wailing stick in hand.

The terrifying law of the netherworld holds on Lin Yun's body.

Instantly!

Lin Yun felt a burst of relief.

He has the strength to move forward again.

Start climbing to the top again.

One step at a time.

Steady on.

See this scene.

The arrogance of all races in the Eternal Land and the creatures of all races in the Sky City.

all faces full of horror

"This,,, this turned out to be the legendary black and white impermanence? How is it possible?"

"Good guy, why is this human youth able to drive ghost messengers? So there are two great gods living in him?"

"It's really against the sky. Now that the power of Headless Xingtian has not been used, he has already climbed to the seventieth floor of the immortal platform!"

"I have a feeling that this young man of the human race will definitely be able to obtain the inheritance of Pan Gu."

Looking at the two figures, one black and one white.

All the monks were taken aback.

Lin Yun ignored him.

Climbing to the top of Sendai with one heart.

However, when it came to the seventy-five steps.

The power of repulsion above Sendai is becoming more and more terrifying.

It is simply an increase of dozens of times, hundreds of times, and thousands of times.

With Lin Yun's strength.

There is a faint feeling of unsteadiness.

"Can't wait any longer."

Lin Yun gritted his teeth.

Summon Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, again.

Terrifying power instantly enveloped Lin Yun's whole body.

He stepped out.

Finally set foot on the seventy-six car level steps.

A more terrifying force of repulsion came.

It made Lin Yun's legs tremble.

Even a little unsteady.

He blessed himself with all the power that Nezha Xuying, the great god of the Santan Haihui, could use.

I can't care about the consumption of merit points.

Step by step.

After a stumbling body, he finally stepped onto the 80th floor of Sendai.

An incomparable force of repulsion came.

Lin Yun's body was almost ejected directly.

He didn't hesitate.

Directly summon the headless Xingtian phantom.

Terrifying power once again blessed Lin Yun.

allowing him to regain his footing.

See this scene.

Young Prodigy of the Eternal Lands.

Horror flashed across their faces.

The eyes are horrified.

Strange calls again and again.

"My God! He actually walked so far above the Xiantai. Throughout the ages, according to the records of ancient books, there are only two living beings who can walk up to the eighty-eight steps.

Even the legendary parent and child of Zulong can only stop before the eighty steps. "

"It's too scary! This human race boy still has enough strength, can he really climb to the top of Xiantai? Get the legend of the legendary Pan Gu?"

"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, there is a real Tianjiao monk in the human race, no one can compare, and he is destined to soar into the sky!"

The arrogance of all races were terrified.

This kind of scene.

It won't be seen for thousands of years.

They actually witnessed a miracle today.

Eyes are red.

Full of envy and jealousy.

They wished that the monks who climbed to the eighty-eighth floor of the immortal platform were themselves.

Castle in the Sky.

Although the bow of all races is a big creature. They've all exploded.

His face was full of excitement.

"Good guy, this human race boy managed to climb the eighty-eight steps in one go. It's really terrifying!"

"Haha, this is the most promising human youth of our Tiger Clan. He is bound to soar into the sky, and he will definitely be able to ascend to Xiantai and obtain the inheritance of Pangu Great God."

At this time, the archer of the tiger's foot seemed extremely excited.

They favored Lin Yun from the very beginning.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yun created all kinds of miracles.

Kill the golden lion.

Kill the Ba Snake Black Dragon.

Kill Qiongqi, one of the four murderers.

Even the third prince of the dragon clan died in the hands of Lin Yun.

now.

This human race boy boarded Sendai.

Unparalleled combat power.

Cultivated as Tongtian.

A posture that really wants to climb to the top.