Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“Goo!”

Many of the spectators outside the Beidou Heavenly Palace swallowed their saliva subconsciously, and they were all horrified.

Isn’t this too strong?

Not only did the true disciples behead the son of God, they also beheaded the protector who came to question him!

There are really no taboos in what Zixiao Holy Land does!

Lord Jiujian let out a long breath and was about to say something to calm down the situation, when he suddenly sensed a monstrous divine power coming from a distance.

In the next quarter of an hour, an old figure wearing animal skins arrived near the Beidou Heavenly Palace. His hair was as messy as a chicken coop, his bronze skin was glowing with crystal light, and the divine power exuded from his body made the heaven and earth roar.

The demigod of the Savage God Cult, Cang Ancestor, has arrived!

The Lord of Wine and Sword felt that there was a huge divine power firmly locking him, and he felt an unprecedented pressure. Every tiny particle in his body seemed to be ready to explode at any time.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to fight at higher levels!

A prince can kill an emperor, and there are countless geniuses who can do it.

The emperor kills the lord, and there are many saint-level geniuses who can do it.

The Lord wants to kill the demigod, but only the kind of unparalleled genius who can suppress an era can do it!

The Lord of Wine and Sword is not weak in qualifications and strength, but it is still too difficult to fight against the demigods!

Moreover, in order to kill Lord Bluestone with one blow and shock the crowd, Lord Wine Sword released the sword intention that he had cultivated for hundreds of years. Now he is no longer able to send out such a sword again!

“If you dare to kill the sons of gods and supreme elders of my Barbaric God Religion, you will be punished!”

An old and domineering word came out of Cangzu’s mouth, echoing endlessly throughout the world.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his palm and slapped it down towards the Lord of Wine and Sword.

“brush!”

A phantom of a palm left the hand, blooming with brilliant light, and there was a faint interpretation of the prototype of Shinto rules. It seemed to be slowly but quickly pressing down on the Lord of Wine and Sword, causing the entire sky to collapse and roar.

Dozens of princes and emperors were unable to escape, and were swept away by Zhetian’s palm print, and instantly turned into powder.

The other monks who were watching the battle in the void quickly fled into the distance, and each of them looked at this scene in horror.

“What a terrifying power of God! Is this the action of the gods of the Wild God Religion?”

“It’s not a god! It’s a demigod! This person is Tuoba Cang, an antique from the Savage God Sect thousands of years ago!”

“Even the demigods were shocked, it’s incredible!”

“Although Beidou Heavenly Palace may lead to a battle between gods, isn’t it too early for this demigod to show up?”

“If Lord Jiujian of Zixiao Holy Land dies here, Zixiao Holy Land will never give up. The war between Zixiao Holy Land and Wild God Religion will probably be upgraded to a divine war soon!”

…

Many spectators hid far away for fear of being affected by the battle.

Even the protectors of the Lord Realm from the major forces did not dare to interfere in this matter and stayed away from it.

“Kill your uncle!”

Lord Jiujian drank loudly, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, the divine power, soul, and blood in his body burned crazily, and the whole person’s energy and spirit were rapidly condensing.

The crisis is approaching, and the Lord of the Wine Sword has already decided to die. He wants to turn his whole body into a divine sword that reaches the sky and test the power of this demigod!

At this moment, Jiang Chen’s figure appeared beside him out of thin air, patted his shoulder, and said with a gentle smile: “Senior Jiujian, this kind of thing is not worth risking your life for, let me do it.”

Immediately, Lord Jiujian felt an invisible force pressing into his body, causing his burning divine power, soul, and blood to return to normal.

Immediately afterwards, Lord Jiujian saw Jiang Chen turning his head to look at the palm print pressed down by the sky, and his momentum suddenly changed.

At this moment, Jiang Chen’s body erupted with monstrous murderous intent, as if a murderous god was resurrected, and the entire world was shrouded in boundless murderous intent.

“kill!”

Jiang Chen shouted deeply, clenched his palm into a fist, and blasted out according to the palm print pressed down by the sky.

“brush!”

A fist seal formed by the condensed immeasurable killing intent came out of the hand, shattering the heaven and earth, collapsing the world. The killing intent surged for eternity, and instantly struck with the palm seal that covered the sky.

Kingly killing punch!

“Boom!”

There was an earth-shattering roar between the heaven and the earth, as if the stars were exploding, and the fist prints and palm prints shattered between the heaven and the earth at the same time.

A series of terrifying black cracks opened in the void, and a terrifying flow of destruction swept across the wilderness.

Many spectators hid further away and looked at the field in shock. They were all shocked.

This person actually blocked the demigod’s angry blow. Who is he?

Could it be that the Holy Lord of Zixiao Holy Land is here in person?

The Lord of Wine and Sword was dumbfounded, quickly came to his senses, raised his thumb at Jiang Chen beside him, and praised

Said: “Jiang Chen, you did a great job! Thank you very much!”

“What? Is he Jiang Chen?”

“Is this the master of the ancient holy body? The one who dares to punch the devil’s projection?”

“It turns out this ruthless man has arrived!”

“There are rumors from the outside world that the peak master of the Zixiao Holy Land once destroyed the projection of the Hundred Refinements Demon God with one punch. Originally, many people didn’t believe it! Now it seems that the rumors are true!”

…

Only then did everyone know the identity of the visitor, and everyone was amazed.

Jiang Chen smiled at Lord Jiujian and said: “If the sword that Senior Jiujian has raised for hundreds of years is not used to kill that barbarian, that sword is enough for this old guy to drink a pot!”

“I can’t help it. I have been raising that sword for hundreds of years.”

Lord Jiujian shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand: “Don’t call me senior, just call me by my first name! I don’t know how to repay you for saving me!”

“Then I’d better call you friend!”

Jiang Chen said with a smile: “It’s just a trivial matter to deal with this guy, there’s no need to worry too much. I’m a little greedy for wine, just treat me to a drink later!”

“Haha! Nothing else, a good wine steward is enough!” The Lord of Wine and Sword laughed loudly.

Jiang Chen and Lord Jiujian were chatting here, completely ignoring the angry demigod Tuo Bacang in the void and leaving him hanging in the air.

Many spectators felt that the atmosphere at the scene was particularly strange, and they regarded the demigods as air. These two people from Zixiao Holy Land were really bold.

Tuoba Cangqi’s chest rose and fell, and the innate fire essence in his body turned into smoke and flames spurting out from the seven orifices. He gritted his teeth and said: “How arrogant! You two, and the ancient holy body that killed my grandson, are all Gotta die!”

It’s true that the seven orifices are full of smoke!

Jiang Chen’s eyes then shifted to Tuo Bacang, and he said calmly: “The younger generation is competing, your wild god sect has a lord popping up one moment, and a demigod popping up the other. It’s so unruly!”

“In addition, the ancient holy body that killed your grandson is my disciple!”

“I will take over this cause and effect!”