Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

When Ye Tian's sword slashed out, a dazzling sword light, like a fairy light falling from nine days, suddenly lit up in the underground world. Yang, the breath of immortality.

Where this sword shined, the monsters in the underground world were all crazy, and they let out a scream, some monsters with weak cultivation immediately burned up, or fell apart and shattered into dust.

This is caused by the immortal sword intent, naturally restraining evil spirits, demons and ghosts.

There are more than these monsters. Under this bright sword light, even the magic weapon of the purple night holy land, the **** of heaven, all kinds of charms, all kinds of shields, all kinds of battle clothes, all seem to be muddled and unbearable. one strike.

boom!

The force of time came out mightily, confining the world.

"Little beast, die for me." The Lord of the Purple Night Holy Land had a canthus, his mana gushing out frantically, trying to break through the shackles of the power of time and kill Ye Tianzhen.

Because of the crazy use of force, the sword mark that had just disappeared from his body appeared again, and a shower of light flew out, and the essence of the divine was lost sharply.

But he didn't care at all, he just wanted to kill Ye Tianzhen with one blow, even if he would fight for half his life.

"It's useless. The power of light emerged at that time, and everything was difficult to return to the sky." Ye Tian said calmly, standing still, not evasive.

Lao Tianjun, the sacred land of the purple night, was horrified to discover that his Nascent Soul body and the thirty-three-story Purple Gold Pagoda were as if they were trapped in a mire, and their speed slowed down sharply. Even the void around him was solidifying, turning into iron plates, preventing him from getting close.

Moreover, the closer to Ye Tian, ​​the stronger the imprisonment.

Obviously it is only a short distance away, but as if separated by a horizon, let him roar, the strength of the Yuan Ying is released to the fullest, and it can only be difficult to advance.

"The power of time is one of the most fundamental forces in the universe. Is it something you, a little Yuanying, can contend? Even if I only have the cultivation base of the golden core and cannot master the real path of time, I only have a trace of awareness. Stand here without moving, even if you spend hundreds of years, don't even want to touch a corner of my clothes."

Ye Tian said lightly, his eyes were indifferent, without sorrow or joy, like an invincible god, looking down on sentient beings like ants.

Lao Tianjun, the sacred land of the purple night, was terrified to the extreme. At this moment, Ye Tian was still a young golden pill in his eyes, clearly an immortal who had lived for eternity.

There was a warning sign in his heart, and the Lord of the Purple Night Holy Land wanted to escape again.

"cut!"

In the horrified look of the Lord Tianjun, the sword of the power of light smashed down.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning across the void, illuminating the entire small underground world. All the protection in front of the Lord Tianjun, the sacred land of the purple night, was shattered, and was vulnerable to the peerless blade of the Ziying Sword.

In the end, this sword smashed a solid, so-called immortal, Yuan Ying above the Lord Tianjun, and was actually split into two by Shengsheng.

The dazzling sword light did not stop, and fell to the ground again, with a loud bang, cutting out a big crack that stretched to the end of the small world.

Bang, bang, bang!

The aftermath swept across, thousands of monsters turned into dust. Of course it is not real dust. To be precise, it should be demonic energy, which is then absorbed by the well in the center.

With this sword cut, Ye Tian consumes a lot, and his thick hair has become a lot whiter, as if it had been dyed. Fortunately, the skin is still firm and not too old.

"No! Damn, you killed me? How can you be like a golden core ant?"

Even though Yuan Ying was cut in half, the Lord of the Purple Night Holy Land did not die instantly, shouting desperately.

He took out another strain of old medicine with a drug age of thousands of years, swallowing it into the body like a jujube, trying to unite the two halves of Yuan Ying.

"what?"

Ye Tian narrowed his eyes and saw an old medicine that was radiantly glowing. It was crystal clear and emerald green, like the finest jade carving, containing avenue fragments.

"The magical medicine?" Ye Tian was startled, and he didn't expect to see the magical medicine on Penglai Ancient Star.

However, this magical medicine is no longer complete, as if it has been used by others, and only a small part of it is left.

But even if only a small part of the magical medicine is left, its power is extremely terrifying.

I saw that after taking this magical medicine with only a small part of it left, the Yuan Ying who had been cut in half began to unite, and the wound healed quickly.

However, Ye Tian clearly saw that the power of time in the wound was still there.

In other words, even if the wound healed, the Lord of the Purple Night Holy Land would not be able to use mana, otherwise the wound would split and the power of time would explode.

"Little ants, still want to shake the sky?"

Cang!

Ye Tian pierced out with a sword and nailed the Yuan Ying of the Purple Night Holy Land Lao Tianjun to the side of the well.

"Ah, stepping on a horse, let me go. Otherwise, I will blew myself up to show you and drag you to bury you." The Lord of the Purple Night Holy Land roared again and again, his anger was extreme, and even the swear words came out.

He is dignified Yuanying Tianjun, the supreme of Penglai Guxing, admired by hundreds of millions of people, who ever thought that one day he would become a prisoner of others? Humiliated.

"You blew yourself up, I'm waiting. If you can blew yourself up, you're good at it." Ye Tian sarcastically said, treating it as a dog barking and not responding.

"Ahhhhh, explode to me. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

It was definitely not a joke. The Lord of the Purple Night Holy Land was so angry that he was really going to blew himself up, pulling Ye Tian to bury him with him.

However, as soon as Yuan Ying was about to explode, the power of time exploded first, and it crazily penetrated inside Yuan Ying, the wound opened again, and Yuan Ying almost split in half again.

The strength of Yuan Ying couldn't be gathered and condensed into one point at all, so that he could not protect himself.

Then he tried several more times, and each time ended in failure, wishing to kill him.

At this moment, Ye Tian was standing by the well, looking at the well, his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of solemnity in his expression.

The devilish energy inside was overwhelming, and it was so dense that it was inconceivable. It was as black as ink, like an abyss, knowing its depth, and it was daunting. It felt like an invincible monster inside, gestating, and might rush out at any time.

Just now Ye Tianyijian killed many monsters by mistake. These monsters turned into devilish energy, like a surging river, rushing into this well.

"Little beast, oh no, little friend, do you know what this well is? You let me go and gave you a great good fortune. Before eternity, the nine phoenix goddess half-footed into the realm of evolutionary gods, probably because of this. Pile of good fortune. Your talent is eternal and rare, and it is only better than the Nine Phoenix Goddess. If you get this good fortune, it is impossible to prove Daohua on this ancient star." Said the Lord of the Purple Night Holy Land, calming down. Come down, recognize the reality, no longer roar.

Frankly speaking, he doesn't want to die, even if there is a glimmer of vitality, he will grasp it.