Chapter 1739 Fist Breaks True God
Lin Tian naturally heard Zi Huaikong's words, and couldn't help but become even colder in his heart.
In the world, there is such a father!
"boom!"
The divine power emanating from him became stronger, and the Tianyi Soul Art, Dragon Burial Sutra and Chaos Emperor Fist were unleashed together again.
Once again, his fist landed firmly on the forbidden barrier outside the altar.
There was a cracking sound, and with this punch, the restrictive barrier was directly shattered by his punch.
Immediately, he pulled the purple elf and rushed towards the altar in front of him.
Also at this moment, with a bang, the Seventh Fairy Patriarch pressed down on the altar in the sky, with divine power intertwined in his body, his left hand stretched out, and ruthlessly pressed down on Lin Tian with the big handprint of divine light, with cold murderous intent. At the same time, his other hand grabbed the purple elf: "Since the blood of the elves has awakened, let's contribute to the return of the ancestors."
His voice was indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations, and the two suppressed light seals surged with divine power, and his breath was extremely oppressive.
"Go away!"
Lin Tian was rushing towards the altar with the purple elves, but he had been paying attention to the ten people on the altar. Seeing this person pressing down at this time, he directly struck at the opponent with a simple punch.
This punch looked simple, but it was many times more terrifying than the two punches he had just hit the barrier outside the altar continuously. It instantly shattered the great void in ten directions, and its sheer physical strength was astonishing.
With two chirping sounds, the two big handprints sacrificed by the Seventh Fairy Patriarch were directly shattered. Immediately, Lin Tian's fist strength continued unabated, and fell on the man's body in the next moment.
"puff!"
Blood splashed everywhere, and the man exploded immediately.
Immediately, the other eight old men on the altar all changed their colors, and even Zi Huaikong, who was in the middle stage of the true god, had his pupils condensed slightly.
They saw that Lin Tian's cultivation was only adjacent to the middle stage of the Immortal King, but at this level of cultivation, he smashed a true god with one punch!
What kind of terrifying physique is this? Even the Barbarian King Physique among the Twelve King Physiques is far less terrifying!
Lin Tian didn't care about the smashed Seventh Elf Patriarch, while guarding against the other nine people on the altar who presided over the ceremony, he pulled the purple elf and continued to rush towards the altar.
"boom!"
The majestic spirit, the Seventh Patriarch of the Goblin who was smashed into pieces gathered his physique at this time, his eyes were startled, his face was ugly, and he pressed towards Lin Tian at a faster speed.
"Junior!"
He killed everything in sight, he was a majestic true god, and now his body was smashed to pieces by a young man at the level of an immortal king. This is really a great shame.
The next moment, with a bang, he stopped Lin Tian in front of him with a special movement technique, and directly sacrificed an astonishing magic technique.
Lin Tian pulled the purple elf, and the trend of rushing forward remained undiminished. A divine map rushed directly from behind, like a holy map that opened the sky, and like a millstone that destroyed the world, intertwined with holiness, majesty and vastness, directly Roll over to each other.
With this blow, he directly sacrificed the reincarnation map.
Because the other party is a true god, with his cultivation base adjacent to the middle stage of the Immortal King, his reincarnation physique, and the power to withstand two consecutive catastrophes, he is now enough to not be afraid of the strong in the early stage of the true god, but the true god is a true god after all. Naturally, it is not easy to repel a true god who casts a powerful magic with a cultivation base of the fairy king level.
"laugh!"
With a soft sound, the divine technique sacrificed by the Seventh Fairy Patriarch collided with the reincarnation map, and was immediately shattered by the shock.
Immediately, the samsara map fell down mightily, hitting him directly.
"puff!"
The blood splashed, and once again, the man's physical body was shattered, only the spirit body remained, shocked and angry.
He is a true god, and now he has sacrificed his supernatural powers, but he is still crushed by the immortal king-level Lin Tian.
Lin Tian's eyes were ruthless, and he pulled the purple elf to rush past, and at the same time threw out a slap, which landed on the soul of this person.
With a bang, the man's soul flew wildly, and dozens of cracks appeared, almost shattering directly.
"how can that be?!"
The other eight old men who were presiding over the sacrifice at the altar were overshadowed by it again,
The Seventh Fairy Patriarch who sacrificed supernatural powers, with a true god-level cultivation, was still smashed to pieces by a blow, and was smashed to pieces by a monk at the level of an immortal king!
Even Zi Huaikong, who was in the middle stage of the true god level, narrowed his eyes again, and his eyes fell on Lin Tian without blinking.
Lin Tian didn't care about the Seventh Fairy Patriarch. With his current combat power, he could kill the opponent even if he could do it, but it would take all his strength and it would take a long time.
But right now, he obviously doesn't have that time. Right now, he wants to save Ziyue from the altar as the most important thing. Ziyue's breath of life is constantly rushing towards the altar in the sky.
Obviously, Ziyue will completely disappear and die if time drags on for a long time.
"Whoosh!"
He was extremely fast, pulling the purple elf, and in a blink of an eye, he really came to the edge of the circular altar.
"Buzz!"
Coming here, the void buzzed, and another forbidden enchantment was born, which was blood red and very powerful.
His eyes were intertwined with divine light, and the Heavenly One Soul Art was operating to the extreme, using such formations to gather strength, and punched towards the blood-red barrier, and landed directly on the blood-red barrier.
With a bang, the blood-red enchantment immediately vibrated and twisted violently, and his body was also shaken violently.
Obviously, the blood-red enchantment in this place is many times stronger than the enchantment he smashed on the periphery before.
"Damn thing!"
Sen Nu's voice sounded, and the Seven Fairy Ancestors reunited in their physical bodies, and came to kill again, with the aura of divine power surging like a divine waterfall.
Lin Tian tilted his head and looked at this person, his eyes were extremely cold.
The goblin Seventh Ancestor rushing forward trembled for no reason. Facing such icy eyes, he felt as if his throat was being pinched by a pair of magic hands, as if he would be strangled to death in the next moment.
It was also at this time that Zi Huaikong moved on the altar, and appeared at the edge of the altar in a blink of an eye, stopping in front of Lin Tian and the purple spirit: "Seventh Patriarch, you go back and preside over the sacrificial ceremony with the other Eighth Patriarchs. Come to me."
His voice was indifferent, and when he said these words, his eyes fell on Lin Tian and the purple elves, intertwined with coldness.
The Seventh Fairy Ancestor glanced at Lin Tian with a cold face, then flew into the air, returned to the altar, and immediately presided over the ceremony with the other eight old men. This kind of sacrifice requires at least nine real gods to preside over it together.
Lin Tian's eyes fell on Zi Huaikong, and the cold light in his eyes became thicker.
"Xiao Zi, back away."
He let go of the purple elf's hand and took a step forward.
"boom!"
The golden divine light broke through the sky, and an extremely powerful celestial power surged up, accompanied by golden pure sun flames, which shattered the ten directions, burned them down, and swept out waves of fierce and scorching celestial winds.