Blackwood Cliff is filled with ghostly aura. If anyone is here at this time, they will definitely be able to see the ruined forest and mountain walls in Blackwood Cliff.
Deep in the secluded forest.
The power in Chen Tian's body began to gradually disappear, and the state of the Overlord's Advent began to disappear. He still suffered a lot of injuries. After successfully taking the Miracle Pill, he barely recovered.
However, the weak state after using Holy Arrival is still there.
"I don't know what happened to the others." Chen Tian looked at the sky above Heimu Cliff. It seemed that the sounds of explosions and battles had long since been lost. Even Chen Tian himself didn't know where he was now.
Although he is worried about other people, Chen Tian's current crisis has not been resolved. The state of the coming of the Overlord has disappeared, and Chen Tian still has to determine whether the ancestor of Wuzong is alive or dead.
In the dark night, Chen Tian's silver eyes looked at the ancestor of the Wuzong who was nailed to the mountain wall with a gun. He propped up his somewhat weak body and walked in step by step.
The power of the Overlord's Spear also gradually lost its light as the Holy Light disappeared, until Chen Tian finally restored its original shape, and the Overlord's Spear also disappeared.
The body of the ancestor of the Wuzong fell off the mountain wall. The blow hit him right in the heart. Coupled with Chen Tian's power to destroy the soul infant, the body of the ancestor of the Wuzong fell heavily to the ground.
Chentian's silver eyes checked and found that the vitality in his body was not extinguished and there was still a breath of life. Chentian had to admire the terror of this ancestor of the Martial Sect. Whether it was physical body or cultivation, he was the strongest in the holy realm he had ever seen.
exist.
If he hadn't broken through the realm of martial arts this time and summoned Xiang Yu, the overlord who was equally powerful physically, his life would have been in danger.
However, Chen Tian also felt that after the recent few summons, the load on his body was getting heavier and heavier. After all, the stronger he was, the stronger the enemies he faced, and the stronger saints he summoned. This kind of pressure exceeded his own limit.
The battle will only add unimaginable load to his body and even consume his lifespan.
Chen Tian took out the Emperor Spirit Sword and slowly walked to the side of the ancestor of the Wuzong. The ancestor's meridians were all interrupted, and there was a blood hole in his heart. His whole body was miserable. Seeing Chen Tian approaching step by step, he
There was actually a hint of panic and uneasiness in his eyes.
Perhaps the ancestor of the Martial Sect never thought that he would be defeated at the hands of a junior, and this person was only at the Spirit Master level.
"It seems that your soul baby is not around." Chen Tian was extremely weak at this moment. He glanced at the ancestor of the Wuzong and understood that this old guy's soul baby should be in the Longwu Empire, but as long as he killed the ancestor of the Wuzong,
In essence, soul babies are just ordinary soul babies after all.
The eyes of the ancestor of Wu Zong were full of despair. Even though he was severely injured, he laughed crazily: "Chichi, I did underestimate you, but you can't be proud for long. Even if you can reverse the competition, the destruction of Tianfu will still be
An indelible fact."
Chen Tian took a deep breath, looked down at the severely injured Wuzong ancestor, and said with a cold expression: "I said that with me in Tianfu, I will never let you do whatever you want, Longwu Empire should be this time
The mastermind, after the territorial competition, it’s not that your Longwu Empire wants my Tianfu to perish, but that my Tianfu Empire will not let you go, and of course, all the empires involved in this matter!”
"Just you?" The ancestor of Wu Zong raised his head and smiled: "Even if you escape this disaster today, do you think you have a chance to return to Tianfu? Even if you are here, what can you change with your power? Tianfu
The destruction of the country is a fact that has long been doomed. Your hometown, your relatives, your friends, everything about you will disappear."
The ancestor of Wuzong smiled, and his laughter echoed in the black wood cliff.
When Chen Tian heard this, his expression suddenly became ferocious: "Everything about me is protected by me. I wonder what kind of wonderful expressions the Longwu Empire will have on their faces if they lose a great sage like you."
An indifferent face, a sword bursting with murderous intent.
As soon as Chen Tian raised his sword and dropped it, he would take away the life of the ancestor of Wuzong.
The sword fell without leaving a trace, and the murderous intention emerged.
But at that decisive moment, the ancestor of Wu Zong was filled with red smoke, and a violent force suddenly emerged from his body.
"Did you really think it was over?"
boom.
Chen Tian had no time to react with the punch that was faster than the blink of an eye. Although he blocked most of the damage with the Emperor Spirit Sword in time, in his weak state, this punch killed half of his life.
Chen Tian, who landed on the ground, felt horrified in his heart. His eyes must have been looking in the direction of the ancestor of the Martial Sect. He couldn't help but take a deep breath: "How is that possible?"
The ancestor of Wuzong was still injured, but his strength had more than doubled, and he was even stronger and more terrifying than before. The blood-red color of his body even permeated his body, his eyes were completely bloodshot, and the aura surrounding him was extremely violent.
"Damn it, this old bastard burned real blood!" Jian Lao exclaimed, his expression showing panic.
"True blood? Burning the power of the saint's true blood." Chen Tian was horrified. Burning the true blood will destroy the soul infant. The ancestor of the Martial Sect must fight for his life!
"Run away quickly, he won't last long." Jian Lao reminded.
With a thought in Chen Tian's mind, he flew the sky shuttle and burned the true blood of the ancestor of the Martial Sect. Even if Chen Tian didn't kill him, he would definitely die as time passed.
The Flying Sky Shuttle twisted the void, and when he saw that Chen Tian's body was about to disappear, the ancestor of Wu Zong gave a concentrated drink and actually tore the space apart and pulled Chen Tian's body back from the void.
The Blood Shadow Knife came out, killing like crazy. Chen Tian was unable to parry, so he could only resist with the Emperor's Spirit. However, he was hit by his opponent's Blood Knife, and Chen Tian lost the Emperor's Spirit in his hand.
The emperor's spirit fell into the ground for three points, leaving only the shining hilt of the sword.
Chen Tian's heart trembled, but he saw that his opponent's bloody knife didn't give him a chance to react. The palms of the knife went back and forth, and Chen Tian's blood-stained body no longer had any room to parry. After the attack from the theory of numbers passed, Chen Tian seemed to have gone through reincarnation.
"Cough." A mouthful of black blood spat out from Chen Tian's mouth, and the ancestor of the Wuzong burst out with astonishing power when he was about to die.
He actually pulled Chen Tian back from the void.
"The great sage ancestor, you actually want to burn your true blood to fight, you are really shameless." Chen Tian leaned his body behind a rock. He had no extra strength, and looked at the dying elder Wu Zong who was approaching him.
Zu showed a sarcastic smile.
The ancestor of Wu Zong had no expression on his face and walked step by step towards the direction of Chen Tian: "A genius like you is far beyond my expectation. Even the number one person in our Longwu Empire is probably no match for you.
, I can’t let you live, even if you burn real blood.”
Chen Tian's power surprised the ancestor of the Wuzong. He knew very well that if Chen Tian returned alive, the ancestor of the Wuzong was not great enough to think about other countries, but today the hatred between Chen Tian and the Longwu Empire has been forged, and he must kill him
Chen Tian, otherwise he will definitely become a serious problem for the Longwu Empire.
The ancestor of the Wuzong was cut off from life by Chen Tian. He knew in his heart that he could not escape the fate of death, so he made such a crazy move when he was about to die, giving up the chance of resurrecting with the soul infant and killing Chen Tian.
It can be seen that the ancestor of Wuzong understood how dangerous Chen Tian would be if he continued to grow.
"Jian Lao, it seems that you have to take action personally again." Chen Tian sneered in his heart and entered the Imperial Dynasty with full of expectations. He did not expect that he would pay such a heavy price in the first battle.
"This situation is the same as last time with Nalan Shan. Moreover, you divided your power between the spirit infant and the soul infant. Coupled with the current condition of your body, if I dominate your body, the consequences will only be more serious, even very serious.
Maybe, our souls will fly and be annihilated together." Jian Lao had to remind Chen Tian of the risks he would take next.
"It's better than waiting to die right now." Chen Tian naturally would not sit still and wait for death. Even if he had to bear the risk, he could not die here.
"It's over. It's a pity that a genius like you is no longer in our Longwu Empire." The edge of the Blood Deer Knife bloomed in the dark night, and blood began to fill the air, bringing only death to people.
Chen Tian lowered his head peacefully.
The Blood Deer Knife bloomed with its final light.
Suddenly, Haoran's sword light suddenly bloomed, instantly blocking the diffuse blood-colored light. As soon as the sword edge came out, the power of the emperor's spirit shocked the world. The ancestor of the Wuzong concentrated his mind, the long blade started to spin, the sword energy was surging, and he resisted with blood.
Although he successfully blocked the sword light, it still caused a storm in the heart of the ancestor of the Martial Sect.
Chen Tian, whose life was hanging by a thread, unexpectedly revealed a power that made him tremble.
Standing in the wind with his white clothes and long sword, the emperor's spirit that had entered the ground had returned to his hands at some point, and everything in the world seemed to be at rest at this moment.
What the ancestor of the Wuzong saw next made him even more frightened.
The sword energy emanating from Chen Tian's body colored the entire Blackwood Cliff. Everything was about the sword, and the sword was itself. It was like there was nothing else but the sword in the vast world.
"No, who are you, this aura troop?" A flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of Wu Zong. He could clearly feel that this person was completely different from Chen Tian before. Both the aura and their eyes were different.
Unimaginable changes.
No one answered his question.
Chen Tian, possessed by Jian Lao, raised the sword in his hand. He had to end the battle before Chen Tian's dying body could no longer hold on.
What a determined person and an unwavering sword are waiting for is the final battle of life and death!
The sky was shrouded in darkness, and in the cold wind, there was only the breathless murderous intention. Suddenly, the sword edge was unsheathed, and Chen Tian, who was possessed by the old sword, had no other distractions. At the moment when Chen Tian's body was torn apart
, the sword in his hand came out full of murderous intent, cutting off all life!
"No matter who you are, you will die." The ancestor of Wu Zong responded with the ultimate power of the blood-exploding deer sword.
But the moment the swords collided, the blood deer burst into pieces. Jian Lao used the Emperor Spirit to show the power of the Sword Emperor.
Although the swordsmanship in the past was the same as before, the hand that held the sword and the heart that wielded the sword were completely different. At this critical moment of life and death, the sword intention unleashed by Jian Lao was actually more terrifying and sharp than in the previous life!
"How is it possible..." He struck with all his strength, but was cut off by his opponent's sword. At this moment, the only thought that emerged in the mind of the ancestor of the Martial Sect was despair.
The brilliance of the Sword Emperor bloomed in the terrifying sword intention, and the sharp edge suddenly appeared, and the sharp blade penetrated into the heart!
The sword penetrated the sternum, and the raised hand tore not only the saint's body, but also the saint's heart.
