Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the palm print that encompassed the world, with no trace of emotion on his face.
The next moment, I saw a wisp of fairy light rising through the clear clouds, and a purple-gold divine thunder falling from the sky, easily shattering the palm print.
Seeing this scene, Yi Qingteng's expression changed drastically, and he turned around to leave.
"Where do you want to go?"
Ling Xiao smiled lightly, took steps forward, and followed Yi Qingteng closely.
"Ancestor!! Save me!!"
Feeling the sharp sword force coming from behind, Yi Qingteng was in a panic, crushed a jade spirit weapon in his hand, and roared with all his strength.
At this time, he finally understood that with his strength, let alone suppressing the young man in front of him, there was no room for him to fight back.
And as his voice fell, a powerful spiritual power suddenly arose deep in the ancient mountain.
A vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere immediately surged out, covering thousands of miles.
The nervousness on Yi Qingteng's face also quietly relaxed at this time.
The Great Ancestor of Wuyi is one of the oldest powerful men in the ancient world of the wasteland.
Although the strength of this great ancestor is far inferior to that of the ancestors of the five royal families.
But, it should be... enough to deal with a contemporary person, right?
"Buzz!!"
The void ripples and the floating clouds break.
And in that spiritual light, a thin and tall figure stepped out, his gray clothes shaking, his white hair flying, like an unparalleled demon suddenly awakening from the depths of the era.
Yishan Gao, the most powerful ancestor of the Wuyi Clan, once single-handedly conquered thousands of miles of mountains and rivers for the Wuyi Clan, and was truly a top figure in the ancient world of the wasteland.
And as he stepped forward, he saw that there seemed to be a resurgence of blood outside him, filling the sky with great force.
And his vitality also increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skin began to light up with spiritual radiance, containing divinity.
Sixth Grade Earth Supreme!!
In such a realm, even if you look at Qing Cang, he is still the top existence, and he has the power to dominate the world.
"Um?"
Yi Shangao frowned and glanced at the blood-stained ground beneath his feet. Surprise and anger suddenly flashed in his old eyes.
"What's going on! Who dares to massacre my Wuyi clan!!!"
"Boom!"
The sky collapsed and the mountains and rivers shook.
The entire Wushan Mountain was directly crushed into pieces, burying countless dead bones below.
Even Yiyan was completely crushed into mud at the moment when countless rocks fell, his soul was wiped out, and he no longer had any chance of life.
"It seems that there is something wrong with the eyes of this ancestor of your clan."
Just when Yi Qingteng was trembling all over, excited by the power of Patriarch Yishan Gao, a faint laughter suddenly came from beside him.
Hearing the voice, Yi Qingteng's face froze, and when he turned around to look, he saw an easy-going and bright smile hanging on that gentle and beautiful face.
"Buzz!!"
Yi Qingteng felt a chill in his heart. He didn't dare to hesitate at all and rushed towards Yishan Gao.
However, the moment he took a step forward, he saw that the world in front of him suddenly became blurry.
Time and space all froze, and his figure was frozen in place, as if imprisoned by divine power, making it difficult to take another step.
"Boy!! How dare you!!"
Yi Shangao's eyes suddenly condensed, and he watched helplessly as Ling Xiao raised the ancient sword and chopped it down from the sky.
At the moment of life and death, Yi Qingteng's whole body was filled with spiritual power. He stretched out his hands and transformed into two spiritual light palm prints, trying to stop the sword's power.
But, at this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with soul light, like two magnificent fairy swords, piercing through the void and falling into the sea of his soul.
"Puch!"
With Yi Qingteng's cultivation, there was no way he could stop such a strange offensive.
A cloud of blood mist was seen rising up, and the head of the ancestor of the Wing Clan was directly slashed by the soul sword, and all his flesh and blood were turned into nothingness under Ling Xiao's sword.
"you…"
Yi Shangao's lips trembled, and there was a strong look of disbelief in his eyes.
Although, he has already guessed that if Yi Qingteng can wake him up, the Wuyi clan must be facing a real disaster.
However, at this time, he still felt a little ridiculous.
A contemporary young man actually killed a fourth-grade Earth Supreme with a single knife?
With such strength, even if you look at the primitive world, it is truly a supreme being.
What kind of enemies did the Wuyi Clan provoke?
"call!"
Heaven and earth are silent!!
Yi Shangao took a deep breath, barely suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and looked at Ling Xiao with cold eyes, "Who are you? Why do you want to slaughter my Wuyi clan."
"My ancestor's words are somewhat retarded."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, then walked towards Yi Shangao.
And with every step he took, the void was shattering, and the holy will of the great avenue was climbing and reviving.
At this time, Ling Xiao was like a...world-destroying god. Even a strand of hair gave people endless oppression.
"I don't know whether to live or die! This is Wushan, my ancestral land of Wuyi. Do you really think you can do whatever you want?"
Seeing that Ling Xiao had no intention of stopping, Yi Shangao immediately shouted angrily, his hands changed, and an ancient divine figure appeared from above his head, covering the world.
Above the divine map, there seems to be Yin and Yang overflowing, and there are many divine shadows, shooting out endless rays of light.
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly and stretched out his palm, intending to capture the ancient picture.
only!!
At this moment, radiance lit up everywhere in Wushan Mountain, intersecting with the ancient map, turning into a divine forbidden area, easily obliterating Ling Xiao's palm prints.
"Um?"
Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao's face clearly flashed with surprise, but he never expected that the Wuyi Clan actually controlled a top-quality holy weapon.
"Hmph! This picture is the foundation of our Wuyi Clan. Even the Supreme Lord of Heaven has no way to escape. Boy, you will definitely pay the price for today's actions!!"
Yi Shan Gao Leng snorted, standing under the divine figure, with his wings extended, overlooking the bottom.
At this time, his face was obviously relaxed.
In a time of great strife, monsters emerge one after another.
Some destiny and combat abilities that arise in response to calamity cannot be measured by common sense at all.
However, since Ling Xiao cannot shake the divine map, it is not beyond the scope of his control.
There is still room for this battle!
"No way to escape? Ancestor thinks too highly of himself."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his black clothes fluttering, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle.
"court death!"
At this time, Yi Shangao's aura had completely recovered, his divine power was at its peak, and his whole body was covered with a silver light.
Above his head, the vast energy and blood turned into an oven, as if it could suppress all things.
Then, I saw him step out, shattering Cangming, and stamped his palm towards Ling Xiao.
"Boom!"
Thousands of miles of blue sky instantly shattered, and in the palm of his hand, the power of energy and blood poured out from the sky like a vast ocean.
This kind of power has gone beyond the scope of the earth's supreme being. Even the mountains, rivers, sun and moon seem to be unable to withstand such divine power, and they are all broken.
The heaven and earth trembled, and cracks spread across the sky and across the heavens.
And Yi Tiangao's face also flashed a look of resentment, obviously he had sufficient confidence in this palm!