Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1803 Destroy the Shuangzu

"This, what level of ancestor artifact is this!"

Although Mo Kun, Magic Name and others took advantage of the moment of ancestral formation to dodge the residual attack of the death scythe, but witnessing the scene of the ancestral formation being split open and the ancestral land being split, the masters of the Demon Palace fell into despair, their whole body up and down. A piece of ice.

Mo Kun thought that he had overestimated Ye Chenfeng, but when he saw the death sickle suspended above Ye Chenfeng's head, swallowing all the light, he found that he still underestimated Ye Chenfeng. His methods and background were far away. far beyond their imagination.

"Then, that black sickle won't be a high-grade ancestor or a top-grade ancestor, right!"

"call out!"

Just when Mo Kun, Magic Name and others were regretted by the attack power of the Death Scythe, Ye Chenfeng used the Hongmeng bloodline to restore the consumed Dao Power, stepped out and instantly appeared in the ancestral land split by the Death Scythe.

"Ancestor, what should we do?"

The magic name did not expect Ye Chenfeng's strength to be so powerful, and his heart was numb.

"We have no way out, let's fight with all our strength!"

The spirit of the ancestors was trapped, the ancestral formation was broken, and the Demon God Palace was driven to a dead end, and he could only fight with all his strength.

"it is good!"

Magic Name clenched his teeth tightly, and he and Mo Kun both used secret magic powers, forcibly integrated the power of the ancestors of the Devil's Palace, and abruptly raised his own strength to the realm of one-star devil ancestors.

"Is the one-star demon ancestor useful?"

Feeling the magic name, the strength of the two magic kun increased rapidly, but Ye Chenfeng's expression did not change at all. He showed a domineering domineering and attacked the magic name and the two.

"The disciples of the Devil's Palace obey orders and attack with all their strength. Whoever can hurt him, I will make him the deputy palace master!" The threat posed by Ye Chenfeng was so great that Magic Name had to use all his strength to deal with him.

Hearing the shouting of the magic name, the disciples of the Demon God Palace, who were powerless to retreat, burned their powerful blood, summoned a powerful true spirit, a holy treasure, and attacked Ye Chenfeng. They wanted to combine the power of everyone to kill Ye Chenfeng. .

"Boom boom boom!"

The overwhelming treasures came, and Ye Chenfeng burst out with more than 600 billion catties of strength to meet them. The terrifying physical force crushed everything, constantly shaking the treasures back.

"Gupan, Hua Daolian!"

Looking at the unstoppable Ye Chenfeng, Mo Kun immediately controlled the ancient plate under his feet to keep growing, flowing with sharp Taoism, turning into a slowly blooming lotus, interweaving sharp Taoism, attacking Ye Morrowind.

The name of magic summoned an ancient bell with the highest grade of holy artifact, and sprayed a mouthful of blood into the ancient bell, which inspired the pattern on the surface of the ancient bell, and rang a deafening bell, and attacked at the same time. To Ye Chenfeng.

"Three thousand divine transformation fists!"

When the two ancient treasures came, Ye Chenfeng deduced the meaning of the Four Great Ways to the extreme, turned into an invincible god of war, and shocked the world.

With one punch, the four holy-level Dao maps that evolved above his head turned into a large number of fist marks, like meteors falling into the mortal world, continuously attacking the two ancient treasures.

"Boom boom boom!"

The terrifying sound of the explosion resounded, and the terrifying sound spread for nine days, shattering the clouds in the sky, and the entire ancestral land of the Demon God Palace was shaken violently by this terrifying collision force, and cracked open one after another.

"Crack Kacha!"

Although Ye Chenfeng had just realized the Three Thousand Divine Transformation Fist, he was still unable to exert the strongest attack power of this supreme supernatural power, but the attacking power of the supreme supernatural power was too terrifying, and it was simply not something that a mere top-grade holy artifact could resist.

Under the attack of fist marks, the ancient pan and the ancient bell were constantly broken, and finally failed to resist the three thousand divine transformation fists, and were blasted out by one after another of shooting star-like fists.

"The surnamed Ye, die with me!"

Ye Chenfeng used his supernatural powers to break the magic name. When the two attacked, the desperate Li Daimeng suddenly approached Ye Chenfeng, detonated the Holy Spirit, the source of his power, and used his life to launch a fatal attack on Ye Chenfeng. hit.

"boom!"

The Holy Spirit exploded, the chaotic void was shattered, and the terrifying power of the explosion was like a mushroom cloud, directly swallowing Ye Chenfeng, frantically destroying his body.

"good chance!"

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was annihilated by Li Daimeng's self-destruction attack, Magic Name, Mo Kun and others were overjoyed. They continued to integrate their powerful ancestors, increased their strength, and attacked Ye Chenfeng together with thousands of Demon Palace masters. Take this opportunity to kill him.

The space of the False God Realm is extremely hard, and it is difficult for ordinary people to blast it out of the space black hole, but under the attack of Magic Name and others, a bottomless black hole appeared in the space where Ye Chenfeng was located.

Just when Magic Name and others thought that Ye Chenfeng would surely die, an arrogant voice came out of the chaotic space under the overwhelming attack.

"This, how is this possible, how can he be fine!"

Looking at the unscathed Ye Chenfeng, Magic Name, Mo Kun, and others, their eyes widened, they couldn't believe what they saw, as if they saw a ghost in their eyes.

"Ancestral armor, he is wearing ancestral armor!"

Suddenly, the magic name saw Ye Chenfeng's body surface, and a set of battle armor with mysterious arcane patterns appeared on the surface, and the psychological defense line was disintegrated by three points.

"When did such a terrifying evildoer appear in the False God Realm, with so many ancestors in one person!" Magic Name shouted desperately in his heart.

"Mirror clone!"

Just when Magic Name became more and more fearful, Ye Chenfeng split out a mirror image clone and killed Magic Name and others.

"Supersonic!"

Then, Ye Chenfeng injected a large amount of golden Dao power into the undead wings, inspiring the strongest attack and speed of the undead wings, and turned into an afterimage in mid-air, killing the master of the Demon Palace.

"Puff puff!"

Under the attack of Ye Chenfeng's limit speed and mirror clone, a large number of Demon Palace masters died, and a thick blood mist floated in the chaotic void, dyeing the entire sky blood red.

"Old Ancestor, this surnamed Ye is too terrifying, and he is wearing Ancestral Armor. With our strength, we can't break through Ancestral Armor and injure him!"

Hearing the screams that kept ringing in his ears, the magic name became more and more frightened, and while dodging the attack, he transmitted his voice to Mo Kun.

"Do you really want to use the last hole card?"

Although the ancestral land of the Demon God Palace was almost destroyed, the Demon God Palace still had a hole card, but that hole card could only be used three times, and in the millions of years of history, the Demon God Palace had been used twice, and there was only one chance left.

However, seeing Ye Chenfeng reaping the lives of the masters of the Demon God Palace like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, Mo Kun knew that he had no choice.

"Fa Ming, you are the hope of my Demon God Palace. If you can't die, let me sacrifice and give your life to Lord Demon Ancestor!" Mo Kun bit his lip and made an important decision. At this moment, he was hundreds of years old.

"Sacrifice!"

Mo Kun took a deep breath and suddenly exploded his body, revealing his old soul. Under the protection of the magic name, he used his secret magic powers, merged with the thick blood wafting in the air, sacrificed his soul and everything, and merged into the fragmented body. The deepest part of the ancestral land.

The next moment, the crack-covered ancestral land trembled, and a dark force seemed to erupt from the volcano, permeating the cracks in the ancestral land, instantly dyeing the entire space pitch black.

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