Chapter 1642 Another Supreme
All the monks were shocked. These people had vaguely noticed that Lin Tian's cultivation was only in the early stage of Golden Immortal, but at this time, Lin Tian, who was in the early stage of Golden Immortal, was able to show such strength. The terrifying power actually sent Mu Zhanyan flying out!
You know, Mu Zhanyan is in the fairyland, and he is the young supreme on the Hundred Immortals List. Even people who are at the peak of the immortals may not be able to fight Mu Zhanyan!
"This...how is this possible? Impossible!"
Many monks were shocked.
Such a scene really baffled these people.
Tens of thousands of feet away, Ning Yueyue and the others were also surprised.
"Too...too strong!"
Hai Jingyao trembled slightly.
"boom!"
Tens of thousands of feet away, a powerful celestial aura surged, and Mu Zhanyan was sent flying, and he stabilized his figure in a blink of an eye.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became more chilling, staring at Lin Tian, his killing intent became stronger.
Facing these gazes, Lin Tian snorted coldly, the small burial dragon array already engraved on the ground trembled, and immediately ninety-nine cold light dragons rushed up, moving with him, and all moved towards Mu Zhanyan Pressed down, the breath is extremely cold and strong.
Mu Zhanyan's eyes were cruel and ruthless, and he moved on the void, surrounded by endless divine light, facing Lin Tian head-on.
"Clang!"
A divine light formation floated above his head, and he pulled out a powerful divine sword directly from it, which seemed to be able to cut through everything, cut open the space at the first time, and cut towards ninety-nine cold light dragons, the tyrannical heavenly breath shook ten square.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
A series of crisp sounds continued to come out. This divine sword seemed to be constructed with extraordinary supernatural powers. It was very powerful. In a blink of an eye, it chopped all the ninety-nine cold light dragons summoned by Lin Tian, and then chopped them into pieces. Head to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian was not in a hurry, his eyes moved slightly, and the eyes of Poxu opened immediately, seeing the attack trajectory of the divine sword in the opponent's hand, turned his head to avoid it, and punched the opponent's face with a punch.
"Boom!"
His fist is still entangled with the terrifying cold power summoned from the extreme yin and cold veins. At this time, when he punches out, the space around him is frozen in the blink of an eye, and it is another terrifying extreme cold fist. The light blasted out, and blasted towards Mu Zhanyan.
Mu Zhanyan's eyes were icy cold, and the divine energy in his body vibrated, and the divine sword that was cut down was drawn back, blocking the front door.
In a blink of an eye, Lin Tian blasted his fist and landed on the divine sword.
With a bang, a cloud of divine splendor exploded, creating a storm of destruction that shook Lin Tian and Mu Zhanyan away at the same time.
There was a glimmer of light in Lin Tian's eyes. The punch he swung with the power of the extremely yin and cold veins just now was very powerful, and it was blasted within a very short distance. He couldn't stop it, but this Mu Zhanyan blocked it steadily, which made him have to admit that this Mu Zhanyan was very powerful.
However, his expression didn't change at all. At this moment, his hands formed seals, and immediately the entire mountain range in this place was shaken, and the power of large swaths of extremely cold veins gushed out, turning into killing blades all over the sky and striking at him. Mu Zhanyan.
Moreover, he used the secret technique of the Dragon Burial Sutra to mobilize more extreme yin and cold veins from the ground, pouring them directly into his body, and forcibly using these extreme yin and cold veins to strengthen his combat power, he was disabled every step of the way. The shadow forced Mu Zhanyan.
"Buzz!"
In the killing blade all over the sky, he raised his hand and used the power of the extremely yin and cold veins to cast the four seals, sacrificed six layers in a row, each layer was intertwined with terrifying power, and then divided into six, from six different seals. He rowed in the direction of Mu Zhanyan.
Mu Zhanyan's black hair danced all over his head, the chill in his eyes became more intense, he did not retreat or flicker, and charged towards Lin Tian head-on.
In a blink of an eye, the two are fighting together.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
For a moment, the divine power surged in this place, and all kinds of terrifying killing power intertwined, shattering pieces of void land.
"Mu Zhanyan, are you going to die? You can't even take down a kid from the early stage of Golden Immortal."
A sinister smile sounded, and a thin man came from a distance,
His eyes looked a bit dark.
"Jia...Jia Zizheng!"
"Ranked ninety-fourth on the Hundred Immortals list, he also came to this sea of chaos?!"
"this……"
Seeing this man, the monks in this mountain range were moved again, and their eyes were very jealous, even more jealous than facing Mu Zhanyan, who was ranked 93rd on the Hundred Immortals list, because this person has a rather sinister personality. Ruthless and evil.
Mu Zhanyan glanced at Jia Zizheng coldly, but his movements were not slow at all, and the aura he exuded became stronger, and the immortal-level gods could roll over and press down on Lin Tian wave after wave.
Lin Tian circulated the Dragon Burial Sutra, mobilized the power of the extreme yin and cold veins, and used it to unleash all kinds of magical powers and secret techniques. He confronted Mu Zhanyan head-on, even though he was only in the golden fairyland, he did not fall behind at all.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
When the two confronted each other, the divine energy of destruction swung towards the surroundings like water ripples, and the space was shattered inch by inch.
"You really can't do it, let me kill him, and then we can fight again. This time, you will fall from ninety-three to ninety-four on the list of hundred immortals."
The voice of sinister laughter sounded again, and Jia Zizheng moved at this time, stepping into the battlefield with one step, forming a black vortex, and crashing down towards Lin Tian with the momentum of devouring everything.
In an instant, as the black vortex rolled past, the space was swallowed piece by piece, and a terrible chaotic light overflowed.
"This shit!"
Tens of thousands of feet away, Ling Yun was furious immediately. At this moment when Lin Tian and Mu Zhanyan were fighting fiercely, Jia Zizheng rushed into the battlefield and swung his killing power at Lin Tian.
Beside, Ning Yueyue, Baihu and Hai Jingyao are naturally very angry, but they can only be angry at this time, they can't do anything else, their strength is too far behind Jia Zizheng, they can't help Lin Tian at all , Forcibly rushing up, but it can only cause trouble for Lin Tian, and Lin Tian has to free his hands to protect them.
"boom!"
Just for a moment, Jia Zizheng brought the black vortex to Lin Tian, and the black vortex pressed down mercilessly.
Lin Tian tilted his head, and looked at Jia Zizheng coldly: "Dragon chant, ten thousand dragons kill."
"Aw!"
The ear-piercing dragon chant resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the dragon burial array under the ground boiled, and in an instant, a terrifying power of extremely cold and cold veins was generated, and tens of thousands of cold light dragons were gathered, and they returned to their nests with ten thousand dragons. He rushed towards Jia Zizheng, and the terrifying aura made all the monks in this place tremble violently.
The next moment, ten thousand dragons came together and directly shattered the black vortex that Jia Zizheng sacrificed. Then, the ten thousand-headed dragon roared even more deafeningly, and slammed into Jia Zizheng's body fiercely.
"puff!"
Blood splashed, Jia Zizheng was smashed on the spot, and his spirit and body were also covered with cracks, which was extremely miserable. ()
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