Chapter 670

The ancestor of the Qiyao Dynasty was wearing a Purple Dragon Robe. Although his face looked old and his voice was hoarse, his external fluctuation was extremely strong.

"Ancestor!"

In this vein, the elder, the emperor, and some other important people all knelt down to give a big gift.

The ancestor of the Qiyao Dynasty glanced at the master of the Qiyao emperor and others. His eyes moved and fell on the old wine ghost.

Although it has not come out just now, at this time, the old man can see at a glance who is disturbing himself.

"Lao Zu Zong, please suppress him!"

"These people can't be let go!"

"Please do it

Several supreme elders all spoke.

The battle of protecting the clan was destroyed, and the most powerful Taoist soldiers were also torn apart. At this moment, these people hate the old drunkard. When they stare at the old drunkard, their hatred is ten thousand times stronger than that of Lin Tianshi.

The ancestors of the Qiyao nationality stepped forward and looked indifferent.

"Taboo."

This person stares at the old drunkard, his face is indifferent, and the fluctuation of Wuzhen realm is continuously intertwined, which seems a little creepy.

Such fluctuations distort the surrounding space inch by inch.

However, the old drunkard did not respond.

And this undoubtedly made the eyes of the old ancestor of the Qiyao royal family even colder: "benjue's hands are immortal and nameless ghosts, but it doesn't matter. In the end, it's also a pile of loess."

"Hum!"

His right hand out, light fog confused, the surrounding space completely imprisoned.

The elder in this vein quickly said, "Lao Zu Zong, don't kill that young beast first. He has a complete dragon burial Scripture. It's better to find it. There are also the God operator and the girl, which are also of great use."

The ancestor of the seven Yao emperor nodded and pressed down his big hand. The light between the five fingers became more intense and the breath became stronger.

This palm, towards the old wine ghost falls, twinkling of an eye pressure on the old wine ghost.

"Poof!"

The blood flashed away, shocking.

The old wine ghost stood in the same place and did not move. However, the big hand of the ancestors of the seven Yao emperor was broken and fragmented.

"This?"

"How can it be!"

"Our ancestors, this..."

In such a scene, everyone's face was shocked. Even the elders in this vein were also shocked.

The ancestor of the Qiyao emperor stepped back, his split arms suddenly regrouped, his indifferent and calm expression finally disappeared, and his face was staring at the old drunkard. Then, at the next moment, the man's expression became even colder. With a bang, he displayed his most powerful mystical power, the Seven Star immortal grinding plate.

For a time, the sky was full of grinding immortal plates, which seemed to destroy the boundless void.

Lin Tian's eyes are fixed. He fought with the third prince in this vein at the beginning and dealt with this kind of magic power. It's very terrible. Now, it's even more terrifying to show it by the strong man of Wuzhen realm. The power of the two is just a world apart.

"Ha!"

A crisp sound came out, very harsh, so that everyone is a shock.

Old wine ghost still no action, but, around, the grinding fairy plate is crushed.

"You are too big! Think you can stand still and fight against me? "

The ancestor of the seven Yao Dynasty is cold hum.

Boom, light interweave, become more terrible, all around, dense Seven Star grinding immortal disc suddenly merge, into seven bright stars, then, each star is a bright sword.

"The ultimate perfection of the Seven Star canon, the seven star sword!"

The ancestor of this pulse is cold.

The seven killing swords are united together. Each sword is terrifying and frightening, which makes the seven Yao people very happy.

"Seven star sword? The ultimate mystery, it seems that only the founder of Chuang clan has ever controlled it. The ancestor will... The ancestor has realized this kind of art? "

"Great!"

"Under the seven star sword, everything will be destroyed!"

A few elders in this vein were surprised.

Lin Tian was slightly frightened. These seven swords made his heart tremble.

"Die

There was a cold voice.

The ancestor of the Qiyao Dynasty opened his mouth, and the Seven Sacred swords were pressed down together, just like the peerless sword in the starry sky.

However, when the seven swords came three feet away from the top of the old wine devil's head, it was hard to enter in any case.

The ancestors of the Qiyao Dynasty are moved. The seven star sword of extreme mystery can't fall down at this time!

He gazed at the old drunkard, his back slightly cool: "you..."

"Ha!"

It's ringing. It's coming out again.

On the seven seven star sword, cracks spread one by one.

Then, at the next moment, the sound of caccaccaca came out continuously, and all the seven seven star swords became fragmented.

"This... Seven star sword, how can it be?! It's not true

All the people in this vein have changed color, and several supreme elders are no exception.

Since the founding of the Qiyao Dynasty, the Seven Star holy sword has only been the ancestor of Chuang clan. For so many years, no one in the clan has ever understood it, and its power is endless. Now, however, Wuzhen, the most powerful ancestor of their family, is in charge of this extremely mysterious divine skill. After the sacrifice, it has no use at all. It has not hurt the old wine ghost. It can't even get close to it. And the most terrible thing is that in the whole process, from beginning to end, the old drunkard didn't make any action. It seems that he broke everything just by relying on the momentum outside his body.

At this time, even though Lin Tian was surprised, the blow just now was absolutely terrible, and the general Wuzhen strongman could not stop it. However, the old wine devil broke the blow without moving, which was too amazing.

"No way! What the hell is going on? "

The ancestors of the seven Yao Dynasty roared.

The seven star sword was broken so easily? He didn't want to believe it!

"Boom!"

The God of terror can surge, while the road rolls over, completely covering this space and pressing the old drunkard with a mighty force.

Also at this time, the old wine ghost said: "almost enough."

With a hissing sound, the divine light and Tao of the ancestors of the seven Yao clan all burst into pieces, and the whole person flew with a bang. He coughed up blood in the air and hit a stone pillar not far away. He was extremely embarrassed.

"Ancestor!"

Someone exclaimed.

Several elders of this pulse rushed over and helped their ancestors up. Then they looked at the old drunkard on the opposite side. At this time, other people's eyes are also on the old wine ghost, all trembling.

"Who on earth are you?"

At this moment, all the people in the Qiyao Dynasty were palpitating.

Lin Tian, the master who suddenly appeared, was so terrible!

"Go to the devil's land, pass the Yin Temple, and go to Jiuquan. Twenty years ago, I crushed the great demons and evil spirits in the dark abyss. More than ten years ago, I killed Wuzhen stone God in the place of no soul. Two years ago, I killed Nirvana ghost saint in the death palace. A year ago, I killed Dacheng king by the weak water. Now, I don't want to kill again. However, your family is too much."

The old drunkard no longer looked lazy, his voice was calm and his face was flat.

This word a, this place, all people are scalp numbness.

"Killed the nirvana ghost?"?! Cut... Cut too much of Dacheng king? "

The seven Yao emperor's people were all thrilled.

Not to mention the great evil spirit and Wuzhen stone God, Nirvana ghost saint is a legendary existence, far more powerful than ordinary Nirvana human friars, and Dacheng King body is more terrifying, at least more than nirvana. Have old wine ghosts killed both of them? Moreover, listening to the old drunkard's tone, it seems that there is no effort to kill Nirvana ghost saint and Dacheng king.

Lin Tian is also creepy. Three years ago, the old drunkard was only the second part of Wuzhen. Before that, he guessed that after the first World War of the demon burial Valley, the four demon gods there must have died. The old drunkard's revenge was avenged, and the knot in his heart was resolved. There would be a blowout of cultivation. But he never thought that it would be so terrible. Only one year after the decisive battle of the demon burial valley, I can kill the nirvana ghost. In the past year, I killed a Dacheng king!

Dacheng King's body, which one is not to oppress Liuhe and Bahuang, not to mention the invincibility in the chaotic environment? A year ago, the old wine devil actually killed a Dacheng King's body?!

"Your master is a pervert!"

Heijiao trembled, repeating his previous assessment of the old drunkard, but adding the word "big" to his metamorphosis.

Even the steady Shensuan Zi and the quiet Yan ya'er were shocked, and they were all shocked.

It was also at this time that the people of the seven Yao Dynasty were immediately shrouded in fear.

"You, you..."

Staring at the old drunkard, even though this pulse of wuzhengjing, the ancestors trembled.

My own pulse, this is to provoke what people ah!

"To repay virtue with resentment, you send the experts of the clan to hunt him down again and again. In the end, you even take his friends as a threat. It's still hard for people to see." The old drunkard's voice was quiet. With a buzzing sound, a picture of the four signs rushed up behind him. Shi Shi ran rotated and quickly enlarged it. In a twinkling of an eye, he covered the whole Qiyao Dynasty: "for this only disciple, I've been stocking him all the time. I haven't taught him much, but his achievements still make me proud. You oppress him with the strength of your family. You deceive him for a short time of practice. You deceive him for a low level of cultivation. You deceive him for lack of support. It's too inferior. Now, I don't want to kill you, but the price has to be paid. "

"Hum!"

The four images of Taoism revolved and the divine light fell, covering all the children of the seven Yao Dynasty.

This divine awn lasted only three breaths. After three breaths, the four signs became dim and the light disappeared.

The Qiyao Dynasty, as before, was not damaged at all. None of the children in the Qiyao Dynasty was dead, or even injured. However, at the next moment, all of them trembled.

"Cultivation... Cultivation, what about my cultivation?"

"Divine power... My divine power is gone!"

"Where is my real yuan?"?! I can't feel it. What's the matter? "

The sound of panic rang out.

The old ancestor of this pulse shivered and looked at the old drunkard with deep despair in his eyes: "you... You, you abandoned all the people of our family?"