The cultivation of the strongest ancestor

Ye Yang's body rose from the ground and climbed steadily.

Between heaven and earth, there is a golden giant.

There are mountains high, connected to the sky, down to the ground, immeasurable, majestic like ancient gods and demons, desolate beasts.

Boom!

The breath is like thunder, with the power of the gods, shaking the mountains and rivers.

On the golden body, there are dense Sanskrit words, like some kind of barbarian secret method, and it seems that the gods are born.

Standing between heaven and earth, this is the true god.

Turn me into a god, the gods of heaven and earth, and turn me into a god!

Ye Yang looked down at Ye Changsheng, who was as small as an ant.

He is a true monk in the incarnation period, who has cultivated the Tao for 500 years, and has been washed away by the years, sitting and watching his life pass, and only then can he have the current Dao fruit.

It is far from being comparable to Ye Changsheng's blood sacrifice with the blood sacrifice of the clansmen.

With real divine power, Ye Changsheng only has a physical body to transform into a god! Ye Changsheng

was not surprised or happy, his hands were round, and the chaotic qi was wrapped around his hands.

It is as if a huge millstone has been formed, and the yin and yang pisces swim in it.

Surrounded by a faint chaos, the fog is shrouded in the face of the truth.

"The first form of the Hundred Turning Emperor Formula: Heavenly Emperor Fist!"

The momentum is rising, and a huge figure appears behind him.

The upper bearing the sky, the lower grounding space, immeasurably high.

Dressed in gold armor, solemn and solemn, wearing a golden crown, with the power of an emperor.

The golden light shrouded the whole body, and it was hazy, as if a huge golden sun was in the dust.

Between heaven and earth, there are many illusory shadows.

The towering giants, the half-human, half-horse, the fat and small Zerg like a mountain, the white bones but full of vitality, the snow clan with a body of snow, and the tree god clan with a human face on a burly giant tree ......

All facing the figure of the golden emperor, they all bowed together.

Look

closely, the figure of this Heavenly Emperor is exactly the same as Ye Changsheng.

The figure of the Heavenly Emperor was golden and prosperous, and all the spiritual power was gathered on this punch.

Sudden fist swing.

Space shakes.

All the ghosts and spirits from the foreign land exploded.

Turn into black mist and dispel the void.

"People who have filthy blood flowing in their bodies are also worthy of competing with me!" Ye

Yang roared.

Bang bang bang ......

Angry and fist-swinging, the giant moved, and the heavens and the earth exploded.

The fire on the fist was extremely fast, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the earthquake trembled.

A

mushroom cloud rises.

The figure of the Heavenly Emperor disappeared, Ye Yang staggered back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Blood splattered three feet high, and the sky suddenly rained blood.

The Heaven and Earth of the Law Phase, which was ten thousand feet high, suddenly exploded and disappeared into the void.

Ye Changsheng was also uncomfortable, with the blood sacrifice god body, he was also a physical body that only had the god transformation stage.

Infanticide, such as slaughtering pigs and dogs.

In the face of the true Avatar Monk, the gap is clearly visible.

Ye Yang landed slowly, looked at Ye Changsheng, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, "Let me see what other means you have in your body, what other means can you use!"

Spiritual power poured into the body from all directions, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly replenishing the spiritual power.

Ten miles in radius, all in his divine domain, blessed by spiritual power, he is a god, that is, the way of heaven!

The divine domain is not broken, he will always be invincible.

It is a difficult process for Yuan Ying to break through the transformation into a god, but once he becomes a god transformation monk, the transformation is also powerful.

Yuan Ying is like a god, raising his head three feet.

The dantian turns into the sea of gods, the spiritual power turns into divine power, the body of King Kong is not bad, it becomes a divine domain by itself, and the law is like heaven and earth.

Ye Changsheng smiled coldly, his lips squirmed, "Fortune plunder!"

waved his hand.

A giant golden hand suddenly appeared in the sky.

Colorless and silent, no sect and no clue, no teacher, secluded and dark, there is essence in it, its essence is very true, and there is no outside.

The atmosphere of the avenue is revealed.

Ye Yang's complexion changed greatly, his brows furrowed, and he felt a terrifying aura from the golden giant hand.

"Don't come here!"

the whole body was full of blood and blood.

The roar was like thunder.

The realm of the gods is agitated.

It was dark.

A bright moon hangs high.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers shook in unison!

Countless moon wings roared, as if they were about to rush out in a frenzy, dyeing the moon blood.

The moonlight is thick, and the moment it falls, there is an indescribable momentum.

This month exudes a strange spirit, which makes all the people who see it here shocked.

"The blood moon is coming!"

A blood moon suddenly fell in the sky.

Like a huge meteorite.

Rubbing against the air, the flames wrap around it, unstoppable, and have the potential to destroy the world.

But he couldn't stop the golden hand.

The giant hand was illusory, piercing through the blood moon and passing through Ye Yang's body.

The giant hand grabbed a large handful of golden stars, which was all Ye Yang's luck.

At the same time, the Blood Moon, which was falling, was met with an invisible resistance and collapsed.

The momentum was immense, but it disappeared without a trace.

Ye Yang seemed to be a hundred years old in an instant, leaning his waist, looking at the golden giant hand, his eyes were split, "Give me back my luck!"

[Ding, luck plundered successfully. [

Gain luck: 75.] ]

can become a god, all have atmospheric luck, but at this moment, all the qi luck enters Ye Changsheng's body.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Ye Yang glared at Ye Changsheng, his teeth squeaking.

The divine power in his body made a loud sound.

Boom ......

Thunder roared.

The sky was shrouded in thunderclouds, covering the sky and the sun, covering more than 300 miles.

Click!

Two courses.

Ten ways.

Thousands of ways.

Thunder is strung together.

Converge into a sword.

Sharp.

The sword is mighty.

Ten thousand swords hung in the sky, and the sword pointed at Ye Changsheng.

Luck Robbery!

Luck plundering is the most against the sky, it is not tolerated by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, such a huge amount of luck is obtained in an instant, Heaven and Earth have a feeling, and they want to kill Ye Changsheng.

"It seems that you won't be able to survive without my hands.

Ye Yang looked at the sky, the sword of the Thunder Tribulation, the aura of the Great Dao was strong, and the two Great Dao were intertwined, and even he felt uneasy.

Under the Ten Thousand Swords and Thunder Tribulation, he didn't dare to say that he was safe.

In his eyes, only Ye Changsheng, who turned into a god's body, was bound to die.

"Thunder Tribulation.

Ye Changsheng looked up at the sky, his face was calm, and he was not surprised or happy.

This situation, he had expected it, glanced at Ye Yang, and smiled coldly.

"In that case, you can come with me on the road. "

The Avatar Cultivator is too much of a threat to the Ye family, and Ye Changsheng must find a way to get rid of it.

As for what dirty bloodline and exile he said, Ye Changsheng didn't care at all.

He was born in heaven and earth, alone, he only needs to know that he is the ancestor of the Ye family, it is enough!

His hands were like chains, tightly clamping Ye Yang, making him unable to break free.

Inside the dantian, there was a tyrannical and palpitating powerful aura coming out.

Endless spiritual energy was absorbed into Ye Changsheng's body, and the spiritual power was entangled, and the white mist was boundless.

"Do you want to blow yourself up?"

Ye Yang's color changed when he heard this, and he was as white as frost for a moment, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before.