This sound is like thunder roaring in the void, continuous and shocking to people's hearts.
The hundreds of thousands of onlookers at the tide-watching lake all felt that their breath was extremely suppressed, their whole bodies were trembling, and they were extremely frightened. For a moment, let alone talking, even breathing became difficult.
This is the terrible pressure of the great saint.
The power that comes from a higher state of life is as terrifying and frightening as an animal encountering a natural enemy.
Even Aoba and the other thirteen people on the life-and-death battle stage felt a terrible pressure, as if they would lose their souls once the anger subsided.
Only Sun Ning Yiran was not afraid. He stood as tall and straight as a steel spear. He looked coldly at the emperor shrouded in golden light in the void and said sarcastically: "It's just a pretense. Emperor Dongyuan, just use 10% of your strength."
, try and see if you can do anything to me!"
Emperor Dongyuan snorted coldly: "Arrogant boy!"
Accompanied by this cold voice, in the golden light that filled the sky, the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly rolled up like a vortex, and it was like the center of a storm.
A huge black and white palm instantly drained all the energy from the world and slapped Sun Ning hard.
In an instant, the collision and roar of the vitality of heaven and earth were like the sound of autumn tide, continuous and continuous.
The extremely light air became thicker and liquefied at this moment.
This terrifying giant palm struck down horizontally, and the sound of violent friction with the air was like the roar of a hundred-foot waterfall.
The entire area around Tidal Lake seemed to be facing the end of the world.
That terrible pressure, that aura that seemed to destroy everything, made everyone, including the semi-saints, tremble with fear.
This is the terrifying thing about the great saint. As soon as he takes action, the whole world surrenders.
But this clone's true soul only activated one-tenth of Emperor Dongyuan's true strength, which was already terrifying.
"Is that all?"
Sun Ning gave a long shout and advanced instead of retreating. He grabbed hold of the wind with his right hand, and a grand, ancient breath instantly filled his whole body.
In the void behind Sun Ning, there was a loud bang, and the entire space seemed to be unable to withstand his pressure and was trembling.
The clouds suddenly broke open, and a tall and majestic figure slowly appeared. This huge body, with a crown and a broad belt, a green robe, and majestic hair, looked like an ancient ridge, with unparalleled majesty.
A sacred, ancient, majestic, and vicissitudes of breath emanated from this phantom, like sunlight dispersing evil spirits, releasing the majesty of the true soul of Emperor Dongyuan's avatar, completely crushing and defeating it in an instant, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves.
So crisp and neat.
The 100,000 spectators who shivered under the pressure of Emperor Dongyuan's holy way all relaxed. The strong fear and discomfort had disappeared, replaced by worship and admiration, looking at Sun Ning's back as if
His huge phantom like a patron saint wanted to kneel on the ground and worship him.
"Eh!"
Emperor Dongyuan's majestic body shook violently, and he exclaimed: "What's going on!"
He was shocked to find that his endless power of the Holy Path seemed to be sealed, and it was suddenly difficult to activate it. Especially when he saw this huge shadow, his heart trembled so much that he couldn't help but want to run away.
He has an extraordinary mind and a firm Taoist heart. He has experienced so many storms and waves in his life. He has never encountered such a strange situation.
Even Emperor Dongyuan himself could not imagine that this time he was really unlucky. First, he used his ordinary spiritual attack technique to fight against the Divine Eye of the Universe. Now he used a phantom of a saint to fight against the phantom of the ancient Qing Emperor.
What a person the ancient Qing Emperor was! Even in that era when the Dharma was magnificent, his cultivation was earth-shattering. He was one of the "Five Emperors" across the galaxy. Emperor Dongyuan's strength was even ten thousand times stronger than it is now.
, cannot be compared with the ancient Qing Emperor.
"Oh my God! Is that Song Que's martial spirit? A humanoid martial spirit?"
"That phantom is so terrifying! How did Song Que develop such magical powers? His methods are really too powerful!"
The crowd was stunned and silent, looking at this rare spectacle in disbelief.
"It is indeed the ancient Qing Emperor..." In the Great Sage's dojo, Naga Sword Master let out a long sigh. He was shocked and happy at the same time, and his mood was indescribable.
Saint Qiankun, who was also exploring the battle with his spiritual thoughts, had piercing eyes. Seeing this, he finally couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a shadow of the ancient Qing Emperor. Sun Ning is indeed the reincarnation of the Qing Emperor. Emperor Dongyuan's
The clone's true soul brought a threat to him, and the phantom of the Qing Emperor dormant deep in his body came out immediately!"
The surging vitality of heaven and earth, the boundless wind and waves, seemed to be captured by Sun Ning in the palm of his hand.
An extremely terrifying aura of destruction started from him and surged toward Emperor Dongyuan like a storm.
"The Wrath of the Blue Emperor!"
Sun Ning gave a soft drink, as if the Emperor of Heaven issued an order.
In an instant, the violent vitality of heaven and earth turned into a blue spear ten feet long.
This spear has a seven-foot-long tip, which is extremely sharp and sharp, as if exuding a deep cold air. The body of the spear is engraved with complex inscriptions that no one can recognize. They are square characters from ancient times, with small words and great meanings.
The one hundred thousand people were first loomed by the huge Green Emperor, but at this moment, all attention fell on the green spear, and neither their eyes nor their minds could move at all.
The whole world seemed to have turned into this blue spear.
In the chaotic void, it seemed that only this cyan spear was left.
All the focus seems to be on it.
Even the spiritual power of Naga Sword Saint, Qiankun Saint and others were deeply attracted by it, and it seemed to have become the primitive primitive of the Bahuang Liuhe universe.
"go!"
In an instant, the void trembled, and the ten-foot-long spear thrust out quickly, stunningly like a meteor streaking across the sky. It instantly pierced Emperor Dongyuan's majestic body bathed in the golden light, making a loud noise and rolling clouds and mist.
"I will never let you go..."
This was the moment when the Qing Emperor's anger stabbed out. The true soul of the clone, knowing that it was inevitable, only had time to let out a final roar before it was destroyed like a torrent. Thousands of feet of golden light and ten feet of majestic body disappeared into nothing.
Bubble.
The young master Qiqing who fell on the ground also let out a whimper and screamed, his life was shattered, and he died on the spot.
At this point, the true soul of Emperor Dongyuan's clone, a clone that he worked so hard to cultivate, and containing one-tenth of his body's cultivation level, was completely destroyed.
And in an extremely deep place, where black and white strange energies flowed, the Emperor Dongyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, trembled all over, opened his eyes like an electric god, opened his mouth and sprayed out a blood arrow, and his face was immediately covered with blood.
Murderous intent, contained in words
With an indescribable coldness, he said word by word: "Sun Ning, I have worked hard for thousands of years to obtain this clone. If you destroy him, our blood feud will be irreconcilable! Wait until I come out.
Guan, I will kill you at all costs!" (To be continued)