Chapter 1242 Siege

Lin Lang shook his head slightly and looked in the direction where Feng Zun fled in the distance. No matter what, Feng Zun is also a rare powerful person in the world, who has cultivated a kind of self-cultivation to the extreme.

It may be easy to defeat a cultivator of this level, but it is too difficult to kill him. Unless the hard power can exceed Feng Zun by a large margin, such as the existence of the level of Jiudi.

If he goes all out, Lin Lang may be able to kill Feng Zun, but there is no doubt that the more he is exposed, the more difficult the subsequent battle will be.

At present, Feng Zun can be seriously injured. In the short term, the latter can basically not participate in the competition for the innate Hongmeng Qi. This is already a very good result.

But Lin Lang's opponent is far from this.

After solving Feng Zun's troubles, Lin Lang drove Feiyun and quickly approached the direction of Ziding. Before he was halfway there, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

The transcendent of the God Clan-Yuan Zhi!

Unlike Feng Zun, Yuan Zhi had already participated in the competition for the central area earlier and obtained a wisp of Hongmeng Qi that was scattered outside.

He was also the first powerful person to obtain the Hongmeng Qi among all the people present. He was smart, fearing that he would become the target of public criticism, and quickly moved to the outer battlefield.

Seeing Lin Lang flying over, Yuan Zhi immediately stopped in front of Lin Lang.

There was nothing to say, the four looked at each other, and the war broke out!

Thousands of sword shadows appeared around Lin Lang, and the sword energy that could easily kill the master was ten miles long. He stood in the center, like a sword god, and thousands of sword shadows followed him.

Swish!

Countless sword shadows slashed, and only a few cold lights were left between heaven and earth. Yuan Zhi snorted coldly, and he waved his sleeves, and thousands of faint light spots lit up in the space, and then quickly expanded, setting off a series of explosions.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sword shadows shattered, and the powerful energy fluctuations dissipated in all directions. Lin Lang stepped across the space and slashed Yuan Zhi's back with a sword.

It was at this time.

A pair of broad wings emerged from behind Yuan Zhi, and the two wings flashed like a roc, isolating the sword in Lin Lang's hand.

"It was a wrong decision to let you have the opportunity to return to the ancient times." He turned his head indifferently, his eyes cold.

"I also regret not killing you in the ancient times." Lin Lang snorted coldly.

Although the two of them were dissatisfied with each other, they had to admit that time was irreversible. Yuan Zhi could not stop Lin Lang from returning to the ancient times. Similarly, Lin Lang who returned to the ancient times would not have the opportunity to kill Yuan Zhi.

Boom!

The two people's magical powers kept fighting, and the void had been beaten to collapse. They fought from the Emperor Linxing space to the void space. The void space was trembling, and all kinds of terrible visions were also dispersed by the fight between the two.

They fought from the void space to the outside world.

It must be said that, unlike Feng Zun, Yuan Zhi's fighting power is even stronger. After all, he is a real existence that has lived from ancient times to the present world. His fighting power has surpassed Feng Zun and is catching up with the emperor.

Feng Zun is strong, and his strength lies in his Dao skills.

Yuan Zhi is similar to Lin Lang, and he has mastered all the Daos, and his comprehensive strength is even stronger.

Wow!

The fight between the two set off an endless tide of energy, which surged around. The two were unaware and continued to fight fiercely. Even if the space under their feet was constantly shattered by the two, they didn't care at all.

"Daluo Hun Tian."

Yuan Zhi pressed his palm down heavily, and the rocks on the surface turned over, layers of land were lifted up, and countless buildings and woodlands on the ground were swept into the sky.

At this time, Yuan Zhi seemed to be the center of the universe. He slapped his palm in the air, and circles of powerful energy ripples formed in the space, one wave chasing another, and expanding continuously.

Countless golden patterns flashed in the sky. They connected together like hooks, rushing straight into the sky, as if to pull the sky down.

Various avenues condensed around Lin Lang, and the small world in his body began to rotate rapidly. The avenues were colorful, and his countless fist shadows blasted forward.

He stopped his steps, as if standing still, and punched countless golden fists in the air, with strange phenomena behind him. The giant elephant from Manggu took four steps, and the dragon on his arm was completely vented with every blow.

The true form of the dragon elephant, the magic emperor's staff.

Dozens of strange phenomena were superimposed together. At this moment, the sky was really like a group of demons dancing wildly. The violent energy broke through the hook, shattered the chain, and approached Yuan Zhi.

"I saw the shadow of Hongmeng Sanren in you." Yuan Zhi's voice came, and the green light in his hand condensed, absorbing the myriad divine powers in the universe, and condensed a faint ruler in his hand, wrapping his entire arm.

It was shrouded in a faint green light group, and smoke floated upwards. A huge divine voice came out faintly from the light ball.

Divine Artifact - Divine Ruler!

"Perhaps this statement is not appropriate. You have grown to the level of Hongmeng Sanren. Like him, your existence is also annoying to me."

"So you killed him."

Lin Lang stood in the distance, staring at Yuan Zhi from a distance.

At this time, Yuan Zhi suddenly laughed and said, "Hongmeng is not weak at all. He is almost at the top of the transcendent. How can I kill him by myself?"

"Now, your fate is the same."

As soon as the voice fell.

Yuan Zhi had raised his hand, and the next moment he appeared in front of Lin Lang. The green light in his hand brewed a destructive power and smashed down heavily on Lin Lang.

Although Yuan Zhi did not seem to use any magical powers, in fact, these had already been integrated into the light ball in his hand.

The light group passed through a brilliant cyan shadow, and during the flight, ancient gods walked out of the cyan light group. One arm after another, a ball of light suddenly stretched out, pressing firmly on Yuan Zhi's arm, giving him blessing.

Nearly ten ancient gods seemed to travel through time and space, coming from ancient times, and all attacked Lin Lang. Although these powerful existences such as Taoism and supernatural powers have become dust in history, they still possess great lethality.

Lin Lang raised his hand to form a seal, and the light intertwined in front of him. The four great seals of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas were shot forward one after another, scattering the shadows of many gods in front of them.

By the time Lin Lang reacted, the Divine Ruler was already close to his body. He had to hold up his defense, and at the same time, he sacrificed a large piece of divine gold above his head.

boom!

With a deafening roar, Lin Lang flew backwards, and dense cracks appeared in the divine gold suspended above his head.

Although it is being repaired independently, the internal structure has been damaged by the divine ruler, and it will take a long time to fully recover.

Lin Lang stood still, his eyes darkened.

After all, the Divine Gold of Creation is only the most primitive material, but the Divine Ruler in Yuan Zhi's hand is an artifact that has been forged into countless Yuanhui. It is already very good if it can block a single blow.

There are two completely different levels between a powerful being with a divine weapon and one without a divine weapon, just like ordinary people fighting, one of them is holding a knife, and the other is bare-handed.

Unless you have extraordinary bravery and richer fighting skills, there is no way to compete.

Once the Divine Ruler comes out, this battle may not be easy to fight.

"Kill you as soon as possible so that I can return to the Purple Cauldron battlefield." A smile appeared on Yuan Zhi's face and he said: "Fellow Taoists, we haven't joined forces for a long time."

The words fell.

Several beams of light flickered around Lin Lang, and several powerful emperor-level powers appeared on all sides of him.

Lin Lang glanced around and his expression became darker. The old man wearing a dark gray robe, with three ounces of beard at the corner of his mouth, and a sinister look looked like a black hole. Even if he was just standing there, he was still greedily devouring the spiritual energy in the space.

It seemed that his cultivation was increasing every moment.

This person is none other than the powerful person who has survived since ancient times, the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor. Never mind whether the wolf clan is a very small branch of the entire demon clan.

But the Heavenly Wolf Clan is fundamentally different from the Wolf Clan under the Demon Clan. The ancestor of the Heavenly Wolf is the ancestor of the Sun-Eating Sirius Clan, and the Sun-Eating Sirius Clan has a higher bloodline.

They have a talent that is both enviable and frightening - devouring!

They can swallow up all the energy in the world and use it for their own use, growing extremely fast. For example, the top ten Devouring Divine Bodies among the human race represent the racial talents of the Sun-devouring Sirius clan.

certainly.

There are some differences.

For example, the Sun-devouring Sirius tribe also has talents. The only ones who can truly swallow everything are the ancestors of the Sirius and a few people. The devouring talents of others are limited.

The human race's Devouring Divine Body has the same level of talent as the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor.

When it comes to combat prowess, the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor is definitely one of the people with the most terrifying combat prowess from ancient times to the present. Rumor has it that he had a fight with the Peng Ancestor of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan and finally won.

Except for Zulong and Zufeng, who could jointly suppress him, there were very few people in the world who were the opponents of the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor. Including the Nine Emperors, fighting alone can only be a draw with the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor.

The Heavenly Wolf Ancestor's personal combat power itself is already terrifying.

But there are others around!

The transcendent person of the Golden Saint Clan—the Golden Saint Ancestor!

The ancient powerful person of the demon clan - Yao Yuekong.

Compared to the other three, Yao Yuekong is not well-known, but he is regarded as an ancestor among the Yao clan. His combat prowess is also at the pinnacle of the imperial realm.

In terms of overall strength, Yao Yuekong is still stronger than Feng Zun.

Lin Lang glanced over and saw that the four powerful men had blocked several of his escape routes. It was clear that he wanted to take advantage of this battle to kill him completely.

"It seems that you are the culprits who killed Hongmeng Sanren in the first place." Lin Lang did not show any fear. Now that it has developed to this point, the only thing left for him is a battle!

It is true that he alone cannot fight against so many ancient powers, but if he wants to kill him, he must at least pay some price.

Today, Lin Lang is no longer the little person who has no power to resist under the Golden Ancestor. If you want to kill him, even if he is a god, he can tear off a piece of flesh.

"Hongmeng Sanren?"

Yao Yuekong showed a little surprise and a little regret: "That little guy died unexpectedly. I originally planned to fight him again after he was born."

On the other hand, the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor and the Golden Saint Ancestor sneered. Obviously, the fall of Hongmeng Sanren is inseparable from the two of them.

Lin Lang clenched his fists, looked at Lieutenant Standing around him, and sighed in his heart.

With four equal emperors, he was in a very bad situation!