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The first thousand four hundred and thirty-three chapters two gods first met

Yaoyao's voice echoed between heaven and earth, but it made all the saints of heaven feel cold all over, and they were frightened and looked at the black broken spear in a terrifying manner.

And under the gaze of many eyes, the black broken spear vibrated slightly. The next moment, a black air flow spread out from it, and gradually formed an extremely huge face in the void.

The face is ancient, primitive, and chaotic.

When the huge face appeared, Cang Xuantian was crying out loud, the source energy of heaven and earth was completely out of control, the Feng Shui and fire of earth fell from the sky, and the whole world became chaotic and restless.

Zhou Yuan hurriedly used the power of heaven and earth to try his best to soothe the chaos, but the residual shock between heaven and earth still made him secretly shocked. If Cang Xuantian had wisdom, he might have been curled up and trembling at this time.

Zhou Yuan looked at the ancient and chaotic face with fear. Even when he looked at it from afar, he felt the great power of the saint flowing in his body trembling, and even the extremely powerful holy body was flashing with a bright and destructive light.

That kind of indescribable oppression is far from anything ancient sages, and ancient priests can compare.

The face in front of me, which looks like a real or a virtual one, is like the starry sky and sea, which makes people afraid to explore.

Previously, Zhou Yuan had seen the powerful saint clan summoning a phantom of the Holy Spirit in the cave of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heaven, using secret techniques, but compared with the huge face in front of him, the phantom was a tiny witch.

"Third God, it seems that you have rejected my kindness."

The huge and ancient face opened its pupils as the space twisted slightly fluctuated, and a chaotic look at Yaoyao.

Yaoyao stared at the ancient face, and her pretty face rarely became a little calm, because the front of her could be said to be a true incarnation of the holy spirit, not a so-called projection.

"When can even be kind to someone like you?" Yaoyao's hair moved without wind, and the supreme power was flowing in her divine eyes, and she spoke indifferently.

"Holy Spirit, your goal is to swallow all the creatures transformed by the Ancestral Dragon so that you can enter the first sequence. I am born in accordance with the Ancestral Dragon's will, which is naturally opposite to you, so put away your boring plans."

The face of the Holy Spirit seemed to laugh and said, "You and I are both innate gods. In our eyes, these creatures are just like grass and dust. Although you were born from the will of the Ancestral Dragon, you are not the Ancestral Dragon. Have you really thought about it for these dust to be enemies with me?"

Yaoyao's pretty face was indifferent and unmoved.

The Holy Spirit's face wafted, and then his chaotic giant eye threw himself into the direction where Zhou Yuan was, and an inexplicably deep voice sounded: "You insist on being enemies with me, is it because of this person?"

"Haha, it's really interesting. The third god will have feelings for such dust and grass? The third god, you really insult the name of the innate god."

The laughter of the Holy Spirit resounded, causing the heaven and earth to shake, the wind and clouds to change, and all things to fear.

"What do you have to do with you? A incarnation is also your turn to teach you?" Yaoyao's voice was like a cold spring, with a sharp murderous intent surging.

"Although I incarnate, you are just the third god whose divine nature has not yet recovered."

The Holy Spirit smiled faintly, and then his huge face also had an indifference: "Well, you were born in the will of the ancestor dragon. If you want to master the power of the first sequence, you will eventually swallow what you have, so what choice you make is actually useless."

"Today, I want to try, how capable do you, the third god, have inherited the Ancestral Dragon?"

When this sentence fell, I saw a black broken spear slowly drilling out on the huge face floating in the void. The broken spear was deep, and the black light on it seemed to be able to swallow everything.

Even Zhou Yuan, who was just looking from afar, felt that his holy body was being divided and infected by invisible power. It was hard to imagine what kind of catastrophic consequences would be if he was hit by such an attack.

I'm afraid, not to mention them, even the ancient masters in the Three Lotus Realm will not escape the danger of falling.

Yaoyao stared at the black broken spear, and there was also a solemn appearance. As the Holy Spirit said, although he was just an incarnation, she was also divine and had not completely recovered. The two sides were almost the same in terms of level.

At this moment, whether it was the heavens or the holy clan, the saints on both sides looked here with a serious expression. Although Yaoyao and the Holy Spirit are not in full bloom now, no matter what, this is the first confrontation between the strongest forces of the two sides.

This battle will inevitably have a profound impact.

Buzz!

The black broken spear suddenly flew out at this moment. At that moment, the world began to collapse, and the dark black light emitted, directly turning all matter into nothingness.

Wherever the black light passed, it seemed as if this world had been cut off.

Zhou Yuan, Cang Yuan and other saints in Cang Xuantian all felt creepy. The strong sense of crisis almost made them unable to help but turn around and escape.

That kind of power is unprecedented.

That is the supreme power, surpassing the great power of the saint!

Yaoyao held his jade fingers together, and a jade pen flashed out, the tip of the pen fell, and the void began to shake.

Countless ancient and primitive source patterns flow out from the tip of the pen. Each source pattern is enough to make the masters of the source pattern in the world fascinated, because this is the source pattern that is most in line with the world.

Each source pattern can repel the original power of the world.

In just a few breaths, countless primitive source patterns rose, as if they turned into bright galaxies. The galaxies rotated and compressed, and finally formed a source pattern star.

The source pattern stars fell down, cutting through the void and crushing countless heavy spaces.

Directly pointing to the dark light that can turn everything into nothingness.

Bang!

The collision between the two was not as shocking as they imagined, but at the collision point, darkness spread rapidly. In just a few breaths, it turned into a black area of ​​millions of miles.

In this area, all matter is destroyed, and even the source energy of heaven and earth is wiped out into nothingness.

Zhou Yuan looked at the black area of ​​millions of miles in his face. In his perception, this area seemed to be directly removed from Cang Xuantian. Even God, he, could not spread the perception and could not repair it.

That area seemed to be completely destroyed.

This destructive power made Zhou Yuan a little scared. In the past, even if the battle between the ancient master and the ancient saint could cause the void to shatter, it could eventually be repaired as time goes by.

But now in the black area, it seems to be in chaos. Even if the powerful people from the Dharma Realm fall into it, it is probably difficult to get out of it.

It can be called a desperate place.

This desperate place was not formed by heaven and earth, but was caused by the collision between Yaoyao and the holy spirit...

Such power is incredible.

Yaoyao looked deep in the dark area, and then her jade finger suddenly pointed out in the air.

Boom! I saw that the space where the huge face of the Holy Spirit was suddenly broken, and a torrent of source patterns swept out. In the twist, it turned into a giant dragon transformed from ancient source patterns. The giant dragon exuded a primitive aura, which actually brought a trait of the meaning of an ancestor dragon.

The giant dragon of source patterns entangled the face of the Holy Spirit. The next moment, a dragon breath erupted. In the dragon breath, hundreds of millions of source patterns could be seen looming, like dust flying, gorgeous and dazzling.

As for the breath of the source-patterned dragon dragon, the Holy Spirit did not seem to have resisted it, but a unique laugh sounded.

Just as His laughter sounded, Zhou Yuan in the distance suddenly felt a sudden surge of uneasiness.

Bang!

It was at this moment that the void in front of him suddenly shattered, and a black light flew out. In the black light, there was a mottled and cracked spearhead.

The spearhead was dark and seemed to have not been much sharper, but Zhou Yuan's expression turned extremely ugly at this moment. He did not expect that the Holy Spirit would ignore himself and would take advantage of this moment to suddenly attack him!

The ghostly black spear came, and time seemed to have become slow at this moment. A terrifying pressure covered Zhou Yuan, making the source energy in his body seem to be frozen.

At this moment, the so-called saint's strength and the position of God seem to have completely lost its effect, just as when the lower-ranking people faced the superiors, they were shocked by the absolute pressure and had no power to resist.

At this moment, a slender jade hand was placed on Zhou Yuan's shoulder, pulled it back, and Yaoyao's figure appeared in front of her. Her beautiful face was covered with coldness. When she raised her sleeves, there seemed to be a dark space inside, and the black spearhead was penetrated from it.

At that moment, Yaoyao's delicate body seemed to tremble.

At the same time, she squeezed her jade hand violently.

boom!

The giant dragon with the source pattern surrounding the face of the Holy Spirit burst out with a dazzling and strong light, like thousands of scorching suns exploding at the same time.

Boom boom!

This time, there was a loud noise, and the entire Cang Xuantian was shaken and rolled up. Countless giant mountains of Qingtian were wiped into flat ground, and huge waves were rolled up in boundless seas.

The storm lasted for a long time and finally gradually dissipated.

Many sights projected away, and only saw black air rising there, and the huge face like a god was still floating quietly, overlooking the sky and the earth indifferently.

The Holy Spirit looked at Yaoyao, and a huge and cold voice came out: "Third God, you really care about a dust ant..."

“It’s really interesting…”

"Oh, a third god who is greedy for such meaningless low-level emotions is not threatening... The third god, my temptation has already come true, you have made me a little disappointed..."

His huge face, which was transformed by the black air, gradually became thinner at this time.

"This magical spell poison is a gift I give you. I think, when you experience its pain, you may understand how stupid it is to pay so much for a dust ant."

"The Third God, we will really meet soon. If you still look like this... then let the heavens die with you."

The huge face completely dissipated, but the indifferent sound left between the heavens made many powerful people in the heavens feel cold all over their bodies, and fear emerged in their eyes.
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