When the five ancestors saw this, their eyes finally became panicked.
The Phoenix Sword is an artifact that existed since the beginning of the world. It can no longer be called a treasure, because it is a real artifact!
The phoenix sword comes out, and all swords surrender.
Even if you are a slayer of gods, you only need that sword!
Everyone has heard about the power of the Phoenix Sword, but no one knows where it is. Everyone even thinks that the Phoenix Sword has disappeared long ago.
But who would have thought that this Phoenix Sword would actually be in the hands of this old woman.
When Yang Yi's blood entered the hilt of the sword, the golden phoenix sword suddenly burst out with a burst of blood-red light. The light became more and more intense, and finally turned into a fire phoenix, screaming into the sky.
"Roar!"
The fire phoenix roared, and finally turned into light that filled Yang Yi's body, completely covering him like a god of war.
"Death!"
Yang Yi roared angrily, and his expression had already become crazy. He rushed forward with the Phoenix Sword in hand, and fought with the golden dragon.
Everyone could only see the bloody figure and the golden dragon constantly entangled, and the speed was almost faster than light years.
The battle lasted longer than they expected, lasting a whole day and night.
The ground under the dark clouds has sunk tens of thousands of meters. Fortunately, Si Qing has been well protected and is still sleeping, but has not suffered any harm.
"cut!"
Yang Yi shouted angrily and raised his hand with a sword. The phoenix totem on the sword kept flying. Finally, he chopped off the golden dragon's head with one sword.
The golden dragons just roared and then disappeared, turning into little bits of light and disappearing like before. At this time, Yang Yi's hair and temples had begun to shine with golden light.
Originally, the thunder tribulation should have ended by now, but at this moment, the dark clouds were trembling, as if something was about to appear.
The originally dark clouds turned into golden clouds at this moment, and a cold and thick voice came from the golden clouds.
"How dare you disobey the way of heaven!"
"Today, on behalf of Heaven, I will punish you!"
Only a deep voice was heard, and immediately, the golden clouds began to gather, and finally condensed into a human shape under the eyes of everyone.
The man was wearing a pure white coat, holding a scepter in his hand. The scepter was constantly emitting light, and the energy was so strong that I couldn't imagine. There was a crown on the top of the man's head, and his face was majestic and seemed to be intolerable.
refute.
When the five ancestors felt the invisible pressure emanating from the man, they discovered that their legs were weakening.
Who is this?
Why is it condensed from the ancestral thunder calamity?
Moreover, they don’t even dare to look directly at this person? As soon as they see this person’s face, they actually feel like they want to surrender?
Several people looked away one after another, some of them too embarrassed to dare to look at him.
However, they also know very well that what appears in front of them is not the true body. If it is the true body, it may only take one look to obliterate it.
The old woman's expression was originally solemn, but when she saw the golden figure, her expression changed instantly, with a trace of murderous intent.
This is the ancestor Yuandao!
noodle
Despite the endless coercion emanating from Yuandao, Yang Yi remained unmoved at all and still stood proudly, his eyes filled with golden light as he quietly looked at the golden figure.
He didn't know why, but the person in front of him seemed familiar to him, but for a while, he couldn't remember it.
"You mortals, who disobey the order of time and space, today, I grant you no reincarnation for eternity!"
Yuandao's voice was cold and majestic, echoing in everyone's ears. As for those practitioners below the god level, after hearing Yuandao's voice, they could no longer bear it and fainted.
One by one, like stars, they fell from the sky to the ground.
After Yang Yi stared at Yuandao for a moment, anger suddenly burned in his chest. In fact, he didn't know why. When he saw Yuandao, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to kill him.
Yuandao ignored Yang Yi's murderous eyes, raised the scepter in his hand, and shook it lightly at Yang Yi. With just this, the Pangu rune on Yang Yi's body shone brightly.
A little bleak.
The next second, Yang Yi's face suddenly became painful.
"ah!"
At this time, Yang Yi was suffering from a large amount of memories in his mind. His body could not bear the load all of a sudden, and he began to scream crazily.
His eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he was holding his head in pain. The layers of scenes were like movies that kept crashing into his mind, leaving him unable to support his body at all.
Able to fall weakly towards the ground.
Even though Yang Yi's body had been smashed into the deep pit, Yang Yi still couldn't feel it. His hands were clutching his head tightly, and he was rolling and roaring crazily.
Deep in the distant universe, an unknown dark area.
At a certain point in time, a huge black coffin appeared.
What's even more weird is that there is a man sitting on the coffin, and his eyes that were originally closed also opened at this time.
The man's face was expressionless, but after feeling Yuandao's aura, his body that had been frozen for millions of years began to move, making a "creak" sound.
Finally, the man stood on the coffin. No matter how strong the tearing force around him was, it could not hurt him at all.
"It turns out that it's been so long."
The man said calmly, and just his voice almost caused the universe to collapse.
"I have been custom-making this coffin for you since that year, but I have been waiting for you for so long, but you still refuse to show up."
"Since you don't come, I have no choice but to go find you in person. What you are so proud of is useless to me."
As the man spoke, he looked up and looked at the dark place above his head.
And the next second, his eyes suddenly burst out with a burst of light, illuminating the entire surrounding area.
The man looked at the film-like thing on it, and just stretched out his hand to tear a gap easily. He held the coffin in one hand and walked towards the depths of darkness, golden light blooming step by step.
On the other side, Yang Yi finally stopped shaking.
The hair obscured the expression on Yang Yi's face, and all he could see was that he lowered his head and his body flew into the air, almost level with Yuan Dao.
"Still alive? What a tough flea!"
Yuandao finally stopped maintaining his aloof look and looked at Yang Yi coldly. When the five ancestors saw this, their eyes finally became panicked.
The Phoenix Sword is an artifact that existed since the beginning of the world. It can no longer be called a treasure, because it is a real artifact!
The phoenix sword comes out, and all swords surrender.
Even if you are a slayer of gods, you only need that sword!
Everyone has heard about the power of the Phoenix Sword, but no one knows where it is. Everyone even thinks that the Phoenix Sword has disappeared long ago.
But who would have thought that this Phoenix Sword would actually be in the hands of this old woman.
When Yang Yi's blood entered the hilt of the sword, the golden phoenix sword suddenly burst out with a burst of blood-red light. The light became more and more intense, and finally turned into a fire phoenix, screaming into the sky.
"Roar!"
The fire phoenix roared, and finally turned into light that filled Yang Yi's body, completely covering him like a god of war.
"Death!"
Yang Yi roared angrily, and his expression had already become crazy. He rushed forward with the Phoenix Sword in hand, and fought with the golden dragon.
Everyone could only see the bloody figure and the golden dragon constantly entangled, and the speed was almost faster than light years.
The battle lasted longer than they expected, lasting a whole day and night.
The ground under the dark clouds has sunk tens of thousands of meters. Fortunately, Si Qing has been well protected and is still sleeping, but has not suffered any harm.
"cut!"
Yang Yi shouted angrily and raised his hand with a sword. The phoenix totem on the sword kept flying. Finally, he chopped off the golden dragon's head with one sword.
The golden dragons just roared and then disappeared, turning into little bits of light and disappearing like before. At this time, Yang Yi's hair and temples had begun to shine with golden light.
Originally, the thunder tribulation should have ended by now, but at this moment, the dark clouds were trembling, as if something was about to appear.
The originally dark clouds turned into golden clouds at this moment, and a cold and thick voice came from the golden clouds.
"How dare you disobey the way of heaven!"
"Today, on behalf of Heaven, I will punish you!"
Only a deep voice was heard, and immediately, the golden clouds began to gather, and finally condensed into a human shape under the eyes of everyone.
The man was wearing a pure white coat, holding a scepter in his hand. The scepter was constantly emitting light, and the energy was so strong that I couldn't imagine. There was a crown on the top of the man's head, and his face was majestic and seemed to be intolerable.
refute.
When the five ancestors felt the invisible pressure emanating from the man, they discovered that their legs were weakening.
Who is this?
Why is it condensed from the ancestral thunder calamity?
Moreover, they don’t even dare to look directly at this person? As soon as they see this person’s face, they actually feel like they want to surrender?
Several people looked away one after another, some of them too embarrassed to dare to look at him.
However, they also know very well that what appears in front of them is not the true body. If it is the true body, it may only take one look to obliterate it.
The old woman's expression was originally solemn, but when she saw the golden figure, her expression changed instantly, with a trace of murderous intent.
This is the ancestor Yuandao!
noodle
Despite the endless coercion emanating from Yuandao, Yang Yi remained unmoved at all and still stood proudly, his eyes filled with golden light as he quietly looked at the golden figure.
He didn't know why, but the person in front of him seemed familiar to him, but for a while, he couldn't remember it.
"You mortals, who disobey the order of time and space, today, I grant you no reincarnation for eternity!"
Yuandao's voice was cold and majestic, echoing in everyone's ears. As for those practitioners below the god level, after hearing Yuandao's voice, they could no longer bear it and fainted.
One by one, like stars, they fell from the sky to the ground.
After Yang Yi stared at Yuandao for a moment, anger suddenly burned in his chest. In fact, he didn't know why. When he saw Yuandao, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to kill him.
Yuandao ignored Yang Yi's murderous eyes, raised the scepter in his hand, and shook it lightly at Yang Yi. With just this, the Pangu rune on Yang Yi's body shone brightly.
A little bleak.
The next second, Yang Yi's face suddenly became painful.
"ah!"
At this time, Yang Yi was suffering from a large amount of memories in his mind. His body could not bear the load all of a sudden, and he began to scream crazily.
His eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he was holding his head in pain. The layers of scenes were like movies that kept crashing into his mind, leaving him unable to support his body at all.
Able to fall weakly towards the ground.
Even though Yang Yi's body had been smashed into the deep pit, Yang Yi still couldn't feel it. His hands were clutching his head tightly, and he was rolling and roaring crazily.
Deep in the distant universe, an unknown dark area.
At a certain point in time, a huge black coffin appeared.
What's even more weird is that there is a man sitting on the coffin, and his eyes that were originally closed also opened at this time.
The man's face was expressionless, but after feeling Yuandao's aura, his body that had been frozen for millions of years began to move, making a "creak" sound.
Finally, the man stood on the coffin. No matter how strong the tearing force around him was, it could not hurt him at all.
"It turns out that it's been so long."
The man said calmly, and just his voice almost caused the universe to collapse.
"I have been custom-making this coffin for you since that year, but I have been waiting for you for so long, but you still refuse to show up."
"Since you don't come, I have no choice but to go find you in person. What you are so proud of is useless to me."
As the man spoke, he looked up and looked at the dark place above his head.
And the next second, his eyes suddenly burst out with a burst of light, illuminating the entire surrounding area.
The man looked at the film-like thing on it, and just stretched out his hand to tear a gap easily. He held the coffin in one hand and walked towards the depths of darkness, golden light blooming step by step.
On the other side, Yang Yi finally stopped shaking.
The hair obscured the expression on Yang Yi's face, and all he could see was that he lowered his head and his body flew into the air, almost level with Yuan Dao.
"Still alive? What a tough flea!"
Yuandao finally stopped maintaining his aloof look and looked at Yang Yi coldly.
This chapter has been completed!