The Dugu Sword Demon was sometimes sober and sometimes crazy. He went crazy seven times in just one hour, and finally jumped into an abyss, which was the legendary "Ten Million Man Trap", and disappeared.
The powerful and glorious Dugu family perished, which was truly a tragic song. More than a hundred heroes struggled and struggled in front of the ancestor god, and all of them were destroyed physically and mentally.
The primitive mountains shook violently, wild beasts galloped, and ferocious birds flew. The battle thousands of miles away spread here. It was Xiao Chen fighting against the alien ancestor god Leng Xingyi.
Leng Xingyi was like a statue, sitting in the void, and the mantras all over the sky emerged realistically, as if they were cast from molten iron.
His use of spells has reached a superb level, which is why he stays in the world of spells.
"The star shines in the sky!"
As Leng Xingyi drank softly, billions of divine lights in the sky condensed, and a miniature starry sky emerged between his hands. He spread it gently and quickly enlarged it, shrouding Xiao Chen in it.
This is the first manifestation of understanding the divine principles of all realms. Any spell is extremely terrifying. It can restrain the great power of the world and control the star realm. This is something Xiao Chen cannot do currently.
However, his physical strength was comparable to that of the ancestral gods. He slashed with thirty war swords vertically and horizontally, and the dazzling sword light shattered the starry sky, and he quickly broke out of his confinement.
"Draw the ground as a prison!"
Leng Xingyi's use of spells has reached the pinnacle. With a swipe of his hand or a drink, the forbidden spell that can kill the ancestral gods can be summoned.
With the void as the source and the divine law as the foundation, a heavenly prison was constructed in the void and sealed Xiao Chen inside. The cold iron pillars were specially designed for the ancestral gods, and even the divine weapons were difficult to cut them off.
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Each piece of divine iron began to shine and began to refine Xiao Chen in the heavenly prison.
"Break it for me!"
At this moment, Xiao Chen shook violently, and six heavenly monuments appeared in front of and behind him. They were as huge as a mountain and kept growing wildly. With a roar, he broke through the heavenly prison and regained his freedom.
"Heavenly Fire God Refining!"
Leng Xingyi remained calm, sitting cross-legged in the sky. With his soft drink, purple flames filled the sky and were summoned, drowning Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen stood in the void, and eight hazy worlds emerged around him, engulfing the endless purple flames and unable to get close to his body.
"Death Death!"
A black underworld knife was as high as the sky, cutting open the cursed world, splitting one into two, and slashing towards Xiao Chen. The dark mist surged, driving the power of endless death, swallowing the world in all directions.
Leng Xingyi understood the divine laws of the world and could summon the mighty power of the world at will, and had endless spells to deal with the ancestor gods. He saw that Xiao Chen had cultivated a fighting body and planned to torture him to death.
Simply speaking, such a spell attack is not that terrifying, but the accumulation of endless spells and their continuous reincarnation are fatal to Zhan Ancestor.
The endless killing moves are exhausting to deal with.
"Come and try my methods too!"
Xiao Chen naturally saw the opponent's intention, forced a breakthrough, used his body to repair the divine diagram, condensed the incomplete formation diagram, and rushed towards Leng Xingyi.
The mysterious power surged out in a mighty way, shaking the world of curses.
Even though Leng Xingyi's spells were profound, he had to pay close attention at this moment. He had already suffered a big loss from the formation before, and he didn't want to have his body shattered for the second time.
"Dream space!"
Leng Xingyi could no longer remain calm. He was sitting cross-legged in the void, and his movements were like lightning, traveling through hundreds of dimensional spaces to avoid Xiao Chen's divine map.
"Rumble"
In this regard, Xiao Chen didn't have any fancy moves, he directly used the divine map to shatter the hundred-dimensional space, returning everything to its origin, and defeated Leng Xingyi.
A fierce battle was going on in the Curse Realm. This was Xiao Chen's first real head-on challenge to the Ancestral God. There was no trickery, it was all about strength.
The battle has lasted for two full hours, but the two have not yet decided the winner, and the life-and-death duel has entered a fever pitch. This forced Xiao Chen to re-evaluate the strength of the ancestral god-level powerhouse.
"boom"
The broken divine map rotated, devastated and indestructible, crushing half of Leng Xingyi's body to pieces, but in the end it was not able to completely cover it.
Ancestral god-level warriors are immortal and indestructible throughout the ages, but they can regenerate even if they have a trace of vitality, not to mention that they only destroyed half of their bodies.
Despite being severely injured, Leng Xingyi recovered immediately with mysterious spells, his eyes even colder.
"Spirit and body are separated, life and death are blurred!"
At this moment, Leng Xingyi finally drank such an ancient divine curse. He saw Xiao Chen's weakness, and the endless divine energy bloomed and enveloped Xiao Chen.
This is to forcefully separate Xiao Chen's fighting spirit and body, and kill them separately!
As an ancestral god from another world who could survive a hundred battles, Leng Xingyi's vision was so sharp that he had already seen that Xiao Chen's body was ridiculously powerful, but his spiritual consciousness was far from reaching the state of an ancestral god.
If you want to kill him, you can only start from now on, separate his body and soul, and destroy his soul first, which will naturally solve this Xiao Chen fundamentally.
This is a terrible taboo spell that deprives people of their souls and turns their bodies into walking zombies!
The mysterious power came and enveloped Xiao Chen, and this was also the time when he was at his weakest, because after smashing half of Leng Xingyi's body with the divine diagram, the incomplete formation diagram just disappeared, and Leng Xingyi's keen grasp
The fighter plane arrived.
The surging mysterious spell power is very different from the supernatural combat skills. It exudes evil power and seems to directly act on the origin of human beings.
At this moment, Xiao Chen felt that his soul was unstable and was about to leave the body. For a brief moment, he was unable to concentrate his thoughts to urge the reappearance of the divine map.
"Soul and flesh are forever separated—deprived!"
Leng Xingyi's eyes were as bright as lightning, and the evil power seemed to rush directly into Xiao Chen's origin, forcibly depriving his half-ancestor of his spiritual consciousness and soul power.
"boom"
Xiao Chen's body shook violently, and his soul wrapped in his consciousness rushed out of the body, shaking unsteadily.
At this moment, Leng Xingyi ruthlessly turned his right hand down, like a million sacred mountains descending at the same time!
"Boom"
The sky is falling apart!
The giant hand enveloped the sky and turned into an endless sacred mountain. It suppressed Xiao Chen and killed him.
Suddenly, the colorful light shined brightly, and the treasure tree suspended above Xiao Chen's head bloomed with brilliance. Keke, who was hiding inside, sacrificed his treasure--the colorful jade bowl.
"The Secret of Ke Ke - Smelting Heaven and Earth!"
Although the little thing's voice is very childish, it is extremely serious at this moment. The colorful divine light is shining, the jade bowl is spinning rapidly, and it is surrounded by seven ancestral dragon essences and one ancestral monarch essence!
The roars of the ancestral dragons were deafening, and the jade bowl soared into the sky, drawing in the endless sacred mountain.
Leng Xingyi frowned at that time. The huge divine palm he pressed down was partially smelted.
The seven-colored jade bowl was originally a treasure that could challenge the supreme ancestral god. Infinite divine source was smelted in it, and there were also heaven-defying divine objects such as eternal light. This small jade bowl was truly the supreme treasure.
Even though the little thing has not reached the realm of the Ancestral God, he can still exert most of the power of the jade bowl by driving the spirit of the Ancestral God in the colorful sacred tree.
"boom"
At this moment, Xiao Chen's consciousness returned to his original position, and his physical body shone brightly. Ke Ke won him a precious opportunity.
With a powerful body comparable to that of an ancestral god, Xiao Chen rushed up and shattered all obstacles. The broken formation had condensed and swept towards Leng Xingyi.
The mysterious power was earth-shattering, silently shattering the endless dimensional space, and chased directly in front of Leng Xingyi.
Blood filled the sky, and the blood of the ancestral gods dyed the heaven and earth red. The incomplete divine map shattered Leng Xingyi's body, leaving only a head that cut through the void.
Xiao Chen did not expect Leng Xingyi to escape like this, and did not engage in a final life-or-death fight with him.
Even though this battle did not determine the final life or death, it still shocked the entire curse world. Xiao Chen resisted the alien ancestor god. Such fighting power was really shocking.
Many monks who fled here wanted to rush over, but they all suppressed their impulses. After all, the ancestor gods from other worlds were looking at them like wild beasts.
The broken mountains and rivers, and the sword marks recorded the unyielding Dugu family, and a powerful family was wiped out like ashes.
Xiao Chen pulled up a giant mountain thousands of meters high with one hand, cut it into a huge monument with his hands, carved the word "Dugu" on it, stood silently for a while and then left.
Xiao Chen rushed into the depths of the curse world, where there were desolate no-man's lands everywhere. He felt something strange in this world. The giant formation that was said to have a great influence on the ancestor gods made him feel a little uneasy.
A figure rose into the sky from the primitive mountains and flew in this direction.
"when……"
The long bell rang, Wu Mingtou merged with the Immortal Emperor's Divine Bell, and his whole body was enveloped by the golden divine bell, and flew over. Next to him, Wu Xiaoshi followed.
"You didn't leave on the ancestral dragon ship?" Xiao Chen was surprised. It was said that Wu Ming had extraordinary qualifications and should be a potential master, but he actually stayed.
After hearing these words, Wu Ming suddenly became furious. There was real divine fire beating on his head. He gritted his teeth and said, "We boarded the divine ship, but in the end we were grabbed by the divine stick from the Mark of Martial Arts and jumped off together."
Wu Xiaoshi also looked frustrated and sighed beside him.
Xiao Chen was shocked, then laughed without sympathy and said: "It's fate, otherwise how could we meet again."
Wu Ming's forehead was covered with black lines, but he was unable to attack in front of his nemesis. The divine bell that was one with him clanged, and the surrounding mountains shook.
"The magic stick told us about the invincible magic power, but he left behind the formula and ran away. This can be passed on to us on the Zulong ship." Wu Ming would vomit blood every time he thought of the old stick pulling him off the Zulong ship.
Impulsive, he really couldn't reconcile himself to it. He was obviously selected, but in the end, he was forced to stay by the magic stick.
Xiao Chen patted Wu Ming's shoulder and said: "Heaven is going to entrust this man with a great responsibility, but he must first work hard..."
Wu Ming received part of the eternal light to temper his body in the most evil place. After more than thirty years, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. If he continues to practice at this speed, his future is limitless, provided of course that he does not die unexpectedly.
At this moment, figures in the distance flashed, and several familiar figures flew over. Xiao Chen recognized them.
It was the top young masters from the past, Meng Xinie, Xue Wu, Zhao Chongyang, and Canghai who came together. After many years, they have actually reached the realm of thoroughness.
Behind them, there were two lively little lolita, Linglong and Tutu. The two pink little guys seemed to never grow up, and they ran towards Ke Ke happily.
Xiao Chen was silent for a while. Huang Di didn't even send his two young daughters to the ancestral dragon ship. He was really selfless.
There are many mysterious ruins in the curse world, many of which are difficult for humans and gods to set foot in, and there are several major areas that only affect the minds of the ancestors and gods, but have no impact on other levels of monks.
The endless primitive mountains stretch as far as the eye can see, like millions of ancestral dragons crossing the land. Savage beasts roam rampant in the dense primitive forests.
At this moment, Xiao Chen and everyone came to an important place and had a profound understanding. Although he was close to the War Ancestor and not the real Ancestral God, he still felt uneasy.
At this moment, he saw a few more acquaintances in this important place. Toti, who had long golden hair, was doing well in life. He was not worried about the coming of the end of the world at all. He was leisurely and leisurely hanging around a few beautiful monks.
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What made Xiao Chen even more stunned was that Bo Shi was really shaved, with a bald head and a solemn appearance. However, what made people angry was that he was actually holding a two-year-old child.
Oh, no, or rather a little monk, because the little guy also has a bare head.
The two-year-old child was really very small, but his big bright eyes shone with a shrewd light. He winked at Xiao Chen mischievously, and then he clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Omi Tofu..."
Looking at the two bare heads, one big and one small, Xiao Chen really didn't know what to say, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Keke flew over curiously, touched the big bald head, and then the little bald head. As a result, the little bald head was very dissatisfied, shouting "Omi tofu" while glaring at Keke.
Totti had a sly smile on his face, shook his long golden hair, and glanced to the side with his eyes.
Only then did Xiao Chen notice that a graceful, beautiful and extremely quiet woman was standing quietly next to Bo Shi, as beautiful as a lotus with rolling dewdrops.
"Omi tofu, mom..."
The little bald man's milky words made Xiao Chen's jaw almost fall to the ground in shock.
Bo Shi was already married, and the woman named Miaochi in front of him was his wife, and the young monk was their child.
This is so speechless!
"You unruly monk..." Xiao Chen looked at Bo Shi and wanted to laugh.
However, he soon realized that he had wrongly blamed Bo Shi. It turned out that the so-called tonsure was just to commemorate his brother Yizhen, and it was not a real monk.
Because Bo Shi has not really gotten over the shadow of the past and cannot let go of the fact that his brother died because of him, it can be seen that he is an extremely emotional person.
Xiao Chen saw some familiar people again, such as Chu Xingkuang, Juedao, Wu Xingfeng, Yaoyao... They all fled to the curse world.
At this moment, when Xiao Chen stepped into the central area of this important land, the uneasiness in his heart became even stronger.
"No, I have to get out of here."
Xiao Chen felt very bad. Thinking of the rumors, the Curse Realm could trap the Ancestral God-level powerhouses. He felt that he could not stay here for a long time.
However, before he could take action, a powerful force suddenly surged up from the ground. The earth cracked, rocks flew out, and primitive mountains collapsed.
A huge abyss suddenly appeared among the mountains. It was unfathomable and dark, with no bottom visible.
The others were not affected, only Xiao Chen fell.
Xiao Chen secretly thought that it was bad luck. Why was the giant formation originally designed to deal with the ancestor gods from another world launched against him?
The wind howled, the black fog billowed, getting thicker and thicker, and it was misty below.
However, Xiao Chen is no longer an ordinary strong man now. His body is comparable to that of an ancestor. He opened his eyes and stared down.
Suddenly, his expression condensed, and in a trance, he saw a huge sky monument suppressed in the abyss. It seemed that it was not a sky monument, but other giant artifacts, shadowy, and there were giant creatures running.