The mountains collapsed, the earth fell, and the big hand of the void suddenly came into contact with the projection of the heaven.
As if two worlds collided, the torrential waves formed a terrifying ripple of energy that reverberated back and forth.
At this moment, the entire fifth heaven and void were screaming, as if it would completely collapse and disintegrate at any time.
"Buzz..."
On the top of the peak, the statue suddenly glowed with light, forming an energy barrier that enveloped and protected it.
Obviously, no matter how fierce the battle, these statues cannot be destroyed.
"Kakakakakaka..."
Under the eyes of everyone in the city, they saw that the big hand of the void and the projection of the heaven collapsed, and no one could do anything to anyone.
"The Jiang family's Nine Heavens Divine Art was actually blocked by Mo Wangchen?"
Some people exclaimed, how powerful was the Jiang family in ancient times?
The Nine Heavens Divine Art is supreme, no worse than the divine art passed down in all the holy places in the world, and may even be stronger.
But even with such a powerful divine technique, even when Holy Son Jing Tianlan used it, he still failed to kill Mo Wangchen.
"kill!"
The cold light in the eyes of Holy Son Tianlan surged, and the murderous intent was endless. After a cold shout, the rainbow light on his body became even more dazzling.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, behind him, a huge phantom appeared, like an ancient god, sitting cross-legged behind Holy Son Tianlan.
"Ancestor of the Nine Heavens!"
In Taifeng City, everyone in the Jiang family could not help but exclaim, because they had seen that face in the family ancestral hall.
This is clearly one of the top ten rebellious existences of the Jiang family in the past, Jiang Jiutian!
"In front of my Nine Heavens Divine Art, you are destined to be defeated. Mo Wangchen, no matter how powerful you are or what peerless divine body you possess, you have no chance of winning this battle."
Holy Son Tianlan stands tall in the sky, and behind him, the phantom like an ancient god slowly opened his eyes at this moment.
This is an old man with an old face, white beard and hair, and wearing a gray robe. He was one of the top ten strong men in the Jiang family in the past, Jiang Jiutian!
An existence that had been dead for who knows how many thousands of years, at this moment, due to the Nine Heavens Divine Art, a phantom appeared here again. His eyes seemed to contain billions of galaxies, and they were extremely vicissitudes. The moment he opened them,
It was like locking Mo Wangchen.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, Jiang Jiutian's shadow moved. He stretched out a palm and pressed it towards Mo Wangchen from a distance.
At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds surged, as if the entire fifth heaven was about to completely collapse.
The terrifying power of this palm is beyond everyone's imagination. A phantom of inverse power appears. His power exceeds cognition.
A palm that reaches the sky is infinitely powerful, like an ancient god taking action, with unstoppable courage. Wherever it passes, the space collapses and disintegrates, trying to completely kill Mo Wangchen.
"Mo Wangchen is dead. The young master has used the Nine Heavens Divine Technique to the extreme and evolved the appearance of an ancestor. No one can save him unless there is a powerful person who can reverse life."
In Taifeng City, everyone in the Jiang family paid homage, their bodies trembling uncontrollably with excitement.
"This battle is about to come to an end..."
Everyone also nodded. Such a method is too terrifying and almost unstoppable. The phantom of a powerful reverser appears. Who else in the world can resist it except those holy masters?
"Buzz..."
In an instant, Mo Wangchen turned his palms over and no longer dared to hold back at all.
In his hand, a magical pen emerged. This is the sacred object of the Everlasting Mountain, holding the heavenly pen.
He waved the pen in the air, and infinite stars suddenly appeared, and the dark world became a little brighter at this moment.
Mo Wangchen was copying something, and the next moment he saw a phantom appearing behind him.
"What?"
"Ancestor!"
In Taifeng City, when everyone saw the phantom behind Mo Wangchen, an expression of disbelief appeared on their faces.
Because they discovered that the phantom behind Mo Wangchen was actually Jiang Jiutian, the former ancestor of the Jiang family!
"Did he also practice the Nine Heavens Divine Art of my Jiang family?"
"Impossible! The Nine Heavens Divine Secret has been lost for eternity. The young master burned the power of his bloodline to make this Sect God Secret appear again. How could Mo Wangchen possess it?"
Everyone in the Jiang family looked extremely ugly. Mo Wangchen didn't know what method he used, but he actually derived the appearance of an ancestor.
"Boom!"
While everyone was horrified, high in the sky, the phantom behind Mo Wangchen also came out with the palm of his hand. The next moment, the two phantoms completely collided with each other.
The energy ripples collapsed and the void continued to tremble. Within the entire fifth heaven, the space collapsed, and large cracks emerged one after another.
"In a fight in the same realm, what exactly do you think I can rely on to remain invincible?"
High in the sky, two phantoms collided, fighting each other. No one could do anything to the other. Mo Wangchen stood quietly on the spot with his pen, looking at Jiang Jiuyun, and spoke softly.
Holding the pen is like holding the sky!
This is the magic brush that Master used to draw and create the Three Pure Realms in the past.
It can copy everything. When Mo Wangchen writes, he can copy any attack from his opponent. Under the same circumstances, it is equally powerful. With the magic pen in hand, there are no means, and he cannot stop it.
Being invincible in the same realm, Mo Wangchen relies on more than just the divine king's body. If he didn't have the magic pen in his hand, he would naturally not dare to say such bold words.
"Are you copying my Nine Heavens Divine Art?"
High in the sky opposite, Jiang Jiuyun's eyes were exquisite. Naturally, he would not think that Mo Wangchen had also practiced the Nine Heavens Divine Art.
This divine secret has been lost for eternity, and it would have been impossible to obtain it without the power of burning blood.
How could Mo Wangchen possess it?
But just now, the other party waved his pen in the air, and he could clearly see that Mo Wangchen was copying.
In the world, there are some strange people who have cultivated special skills and can copy the attacks of their opponents. However, it is almost impossible for someone to copy a supreme skill like the Nine Heavens Divine Technique.
But Mo Wangchen did it, and the magic pen in his hand was absolutely extraordinary.
Holy Son Tianlan was obviously aware of this, and he couldn't help but look at the Heavenly Brush in Mo Wangchen's hand.
"With the magic pen in my hand, I will be invincible. The person who is going to die today will eventually be you." Mo Wangchen said calmly.
Holy Son Tianlan was silent, and finally withdrew his gaze from the Heaven-holding Pen. After taking a deep breath, he snorted coldly, "After all, you can only copy my methods and cannot display the true Nine Heavens Divine Art. This crooked way,
How can you defeat me?"
"Boom!"
The moment the voice fell, the shadow behind Holy Son Tianlan moved again. He opened his mouth and spit out a large piece of colorful rays of light, covering the entire sky. Suddenly, it turned into thousands of sharp sword lights and slashed down.
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen waved the pen in the air and copied it again. Behind him, Jiang Jiuyun's shadow appeared again. At the same time, he spit out the wizard's glow, turned into ten thousand swords, and slashed away.