Fantasia: The Beginning Of The Congenital Sacramental Body

Dark void.

The existence of three stalwarts stood at the end of the space, and their faces were ugly at this time.

It was almost an inadvertent time, and their clansman suffered disaster. The dragon horn was really amazing, and the vast celestial power made people breathless.

Xia Yunsheng put away the fairy horns and strode towards the three of them.

It can be seen that the ancestors of these three ancient clans were once very powerful, at least they were at the peak of the Great Sage. Unfortunately, they suffered irreversible damage, and the aura in their whole body was slackened, and they fell to the realm of the Great Sage. territory.

"war!"

Xia Yunsheng just said a word, and pressed it with one hand.

The chaotic mist between the palms is lingering, and it is pressed down, and everything it passes is assimilated into the initial state.

The three ancestors of the ancient clan screamed angrily, and shot at the same time, moving mana.

The vast ice blue light is lingering.

"Beginning without beginning!"

Xia Yunsheng spat out the mysterious and obscure Dao voice, and behind him appeared a shadow of himself facing away from all living beings. The tyrannical power of Dao locked this space, and all the dharmas that did not belong to Xia Yunsheng were all erased.

puff!

Xia Yunsheng directly pressed the head of an ancestor of the 15th ancient clan into the chest cavity, spraying out blue blood, completely silent.

Xia Yunsheng kept moving, and the God Emperor punched out.

In the blazing fist light, there is a bit of a taste of returning to the void.

"ah!"

Another ancestor of the ancient clan yelled, and was directly smashed to pieces by this punch.

Xia Yunsheng's captivating gaze locked on the last ancestor of the ancient clan, whose face was already full of horror

outside world.

The people waiting outside the West Paradise Jedi looked at the ever-expanding and shrinking gate of Tiandu with trepidation.

Waves of inhuman roars and terrifying waves swept out, and the icebergs not far away collapsed due to the aftermath.

"What's the result? I'm really anxious."

"The Holy One hasn't come out for so long, has he?"

Although people didn't say it, they all had somewhat bad guesses.

boom!

Also at this moment, Xia Yunsheng straddling Xiaobai came out from the door.

His body has a boiling lava-like aura, which is subsiding at this time, blood can be seen on the clothes, showing blue, obviously not his blood.

Xia Yunsheng turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand and squeezed the Tiandumen fiercely.

This door, which has been passed down for a long time and represents the glory of the ancient clan, was directly crushed into twisted crumbs.

These debris rustled and fell, and finally formed a ten thousand zhang sky grave faintly above the ground.

Xia Yunsheng's eyes were calm, and he stretched out his hand to paint there.

The big character Long Fei Feng Wu quickly formed a line of characters, while he straddled Xiaobai leisurely in the distance.

People from afar couldn't hold back their curiosity and came forward one after another, wanting to see what the 'Holy One' left behind.

"Big Xia Xia Yunsheng looks up to the traces of the ancient man Wang Xiong, and suppresses the blood blue clan here!"

Almost every stroke of the big characters with gold hook and silver stroke is like a heavenly sword screaming, with killing intent soaring to the sky, and those with weak spiritual cultivation are directly thrown into a trance, and they don't know where they are.

"It turns out that the Holy One we follow is His Highness the Ninth Prince of Xia, who killed the Great Sage not long ago..."

"We are fortunate enough to follow such an existence for a while, and I want to record all the words and phrases of his enlightenment on the way, and pass them on to my descendants in the future.

At the same time, there were also saints of casual cultivators hidden in the crowd, staring at this line of words and fell into shock.

"It's so bold, is this trying to emulate the king of men?"

"It is said that the king once destroyed the Heavenly Capital City with three punches, and now His Royal Highness is also destroying a family by himself to pay homage to the king. This is a declaration that he does not want to fall behind the ancients."

"No matter what, the people of Yunlan Ancient Star should be grateful to him, because of him, Yunlan Ancient Star no longer has any worries, and this line of words seems to have another mystery. It contains a special method. We are not predestined people so we can't get."

"Maybe after a long time, this place will really become a Range Rover monument."

Xia Yunsheng sat on Xiaobai's back and smiled lightly.

When his strength reaches his level, in a flash of inspiration, the embryonic form of a wonderful technique is born. Just one line of words contains a sword technique that he has comprehended in the way of suicide.

Maybe in a few years, someone will really be able to obtain the inheritance of swordsmanship and become his disciple from another generation.

"Yun Lan has no more secrets."

Xia Yunsheng glanced at the rivers and mountains above the ancient star, bypassed the Jedi and headed west again.

Three days later he came to the land of the West Pole.

This is the place where a human dynasty called Dahan in Yunlan ancient star is located. It is full of humanities. Although it only occupies a remote corner, it is very prosperous.

This is a vast desert covered with yellow sand.

A portal stands quietly in the middle of the desert, and the ancient city of Guan stands.

The city body 440 is full of traces of the years, faintly lingering with precious light, and covered with traces of fighting and slashing as well as fist and palm fingerprints. It can be imagined that in a long time ago, a world-shattering battle took place here.

It's just that today, after a long time, the vast yellow sand has flooded most of the city. The yellow sand is inlaid in the gaps of the city, adding a bit of golden color, giving off a desolate and lonely atmosphere.

On the pass city, the iron armor clanged, and tens of thousands of soldiers patrolled it. Their expressions were firm and their movements were uniform.

This is a well-disciplined iron army.

"General, city guard, look over there!"

Today, the resolute soldiers who have been like a day for a long time finally changed their colors and fell into a daze looking at the distance.

At the end of the horizon, one can faintly see a person riding jade Qilin coming leisurely. The purple air behind him is so powerful that every step he takes turns the world behind him into the purple of Primordial Chaos.

"The purple air is coming from the east, stretching for at least one hundred thousand miles. This kind of vast aura... is at least a saint-level Gaidai powerhouse!"

Gatekeeper Yin Xi stared at this scene obsessively, and made an astonishing decision almost out of his heart. .