Chapter 785: Land of Great Creation

"There is a flaw!" The mysterious snake-shaped god pierced the back of the woman's head.

The ultimate killing intent and majestic coercion suppressed the heavens, it was extremely powerful.

He actually wanted to kill the woman in this place.

In this trial of absolute freedom, killing each other seems to have become the norm.

However, the yin and yang energy rose, and the immortal yin and yang spirit root reversed the yin and yang world, causing the girl's figure to suddenly deviate against the laws of physics, avoiding the shocking blow.

The snake-shaped god was startled, and then felt an extremely hot pain from above.

He raised his head, and found a unparalleled woman with black hair dancing wildly, and a phoenix falling from her palm. An extremely fiery phoenix shot out from her palm, amazed the starry sky, accompanied by the scream of the Son of God.

The Son of God of the Xinghai University Sect was pierced by the blazing phoenix, turning into a scorched black body and falling to the ground.

The expression of the other son of God changed drastically. With his many wings, all eight wings shook together, and he used the costly secret method of escape, turning into a stream of light across the sky, and fled neatly.

The woman didn't go after her because she now has someone more important by her side.

"Master!" The woman flew towards the boy with an unconcealable joy on her face.

She is none other than An Bulang's apprentice, Ji Yinyin.

"Yinyin, have you become so powerful now?" Nalan Jinli was surprised.

The two god sons of Xinghai University were beaten to death by the girl, and their invincible demeanor really made people feel amazing.

"It's just a small improvement."

Ji Yinyin smiled, her bright eyes stared at the young man in front of her.

An Bulang rubbed the girl's head and said with a smile, "You really deserve to be my apprentice."

Hearing the young man's praise, this stunning girl finally showed a satisfied smile, and a blush appeared on Bai Yu's delicate face, making her look extraordinarily intoxicating.

In fact, seeing Ji Yinyin so powerful, An Bulang felt very fulfilled as a master.

An Bulang was inexplicably gratified and proud to train a down-and-out princess who was about to be forced to death by the spirit root of water and fire into a peerless arrogance who could suppress the gods and goddesses of the Xinghai Great Sect.

Ji Yinyin took out the source of eternity in the center of the dried up ocean, and flew towards the young god, with thousands of autumn waters in her eyes, she sent the treasure left by the sea to the young man: "Master, here it is."

"I already have it, you keep this for yourself." An Bulang shook his head and said.

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"Oh..." The girl was slightly disappointed, but she still solemnly put away the Eternal Divine Source.

"Then...Master...can I join you?" Ji Yinyin looked at Nalan Jinli who was being ridden by An Bulang, expressing her envy.

An Bulang smiled when he heard the words: "You came just in time, I just needed you."

"Need me..." Ji Yinyin's face became even redder when she heard these words, and she almost turned into a cloud of fire. The numbness softened.

"Master said...he said he needed me..."

The girl's heart beat faster, and she looked at the boy bewilderedly.

Nalan Jinli was startled: "Is there something wrong with Yinyin?"

"Problem? No... I... I have no problem..." The girl regained consciousness from her beautiful fantasy, tried to calm her thoughts, and said with firm eyes, "No matter what Master asks me to do, I will do it!"

Just like that, Ji Yinyin joined An Bulang's team.

In addition to finding the land of good fortune, An Bulang now needs a guardian to let him break through without being disturbed.

Ji Yinyin is obviously the best and most trustworthy legal protector.

It would be great if the little tree and the little demon could come in. They broke through to become gods, they are extremely powerful, and they can just act as his guardians, but unfortunately he can't bring them in.

The only ones that can be brought in are the eighteen statues that incorporate the inheritance of the god king. They can be brought in as props, but their combat power is not enough for the top 1000 strong in the world.

Of these Tianjiao who can enter the third competition, which one is not a natural talent, possesses all kinds of supernatural powers, and most of them should be able to win against the powerhouses at the peak level of crossing the catastrophe.

The only advantage of the eighteen god king statues is the large number.

A few or more than a dozen gangs fight one, and that has a great chance of winning.

An Bulang leaps high into the sky on a white dragon, traveling across this deserted continent.

This continent is huge. Although it is not as big as the Hongmeng Continent, it is definitely more than a thousand times larger than ordinary life planets. There are many mysterious and strange races on it, with various mysterious celestial connections.

He looked far into the distance with both pupils, wanting to maximize his power of insight.

Suddenly, a familiar aura made him tremble all over.

"Quick! Stop!" An Bulang raised Nalan Jinli's dragon horn.

Nalan Jinli stopped flying immediately and looked at An Bulang with a puzzled face.

An Bulang didn't speak, but looked into the distance, his eyes became extremely terrifying, and his fists were clenched tightly.

He saw in the fossil mountains far away, a great battle had just ended.

A terrifying energy turmoil is raging.

The sky collapsed, the earth was annihilated, and the blood of the invincible monster stained the fossil mountains red.

More than a dozen of the supreme arrogances on one side were bleeding.

The purple-haired man was like a god, standing in the center of the corpses of Tianjiao, with a faint smile on his face, as if nothing could shake his mood.

In front of him, there was a man who was nailed to death by a divine weapon with a spear, the only man worthy of his divine weapon.

The ancient dragon clan totem was tattooed on that man's back, and his bloodline was exhausted from fighting against the sky. The ultimate golden dragon blood flowed all over the ground, turning into a golden dragon shape and dispersing his energy.

He has fallen...but the corpse is also so powerful that it makes people palpitate.

Even though the heart has been pierced by the divine spear, and the vitality is cut off, it can still arouse the dragon's power of the avenue of heaven and earth, and attach itself to the body, as if it can fight again, unyielding and tragic.

An Bulang was trembling all over, and his breathing was extremely rapid.

He knew that the purple-haired man was the one who had severely injured him before.

He also knew the peerless genius who was killed.

One of the top ten talents of Immortal Emperor Palace... Chen Qiuran!

That heaven-defying evildoer who can carry a real dragon on his back and fight with a real dragon after fifty years of cultivation.

Now it actually fell, and died in the hands of that purple-haired man!

At this time, the purple-haired man seemed to have a sense, and looked in the direction of An Bulang.

"Koi, run away, run away in the opposite direction! Use the incorporeal illusion!"

An Bulang suddenly shouted.

It was the first time Nalan Jinli saw An Bulang so nervous.

She immediately used the phantom illusion, and used the escape method to escape into the distance without looking back.

Ji Yinyin's expression was dignified. She seemed to be stared at by a terrifying god in an instant, which made her feel cold all over. It was an extremely powerful and terrifying aura.

It's just that the aura swept across her body, and she stopped paying attention, as if the supreme god, looked at the little white rabbit indifferently, and let it go without any threat.

very strong...

The enemy that made Master run away decisively is very strong!

The purple curly-haired man did not chase after An Bulang, but pulled out the divine spear stuck in Chen Qiuran's body, and turned his gaze back to the mountains covered with various ancient fossils.

There is still a harmless smile on his face, the wind is light and the clouds are calm, he walks casually, feeling the rhyme of Taoism.

Behind him, all the Tianjiao were bleeding, one after another corpses fell under him, none of them could make him interested.

"Alas... Ten Great Sanctuaries... Immortal Emperor Palace... everything is so fragile..."

He whispered to himself, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"This big competition is very boring, or the Dao of Primordial Enlightenment is more worth looking forward to."

No one could hear his whisper.

It's just that Hongmeng Dojo has set off a stormy sea.

This is the first time that the Tianjiao sent by the Immortal Emperor Palace has fallen on the Ten Thousand Realms Grand Competition.

Chen Qiuran, an extremely heaven-defying monstrous character, a seed player who won the championship, was suppressed and killed on the spot on that desolate continent.

The invincible posture of the mysterious purple-haired man, and the solemnity and majesty of Tianjiao of the Immortal Emperor Palace, both shocked the minds of all races watching the battle at this moment.

"The Tianjiao of the Immortal Emperor Palace has fallen..."

"Sure enough, no force is invincible forever."

"Who is that purple-haired man, and why is he so powerful? Is he the son of an emperor?"

One after another, mysteries arose in everyone's hearts.

Some Tianjiao and high-level officials who were constantly protesting and grieving over the fall of the top Tianjiao of their own power suddenly felt less distressed at this moment. Even the Tianjiao of the Immortal Emperor Palace can fall, so what is the use of their protesting here?

"The Tianjiao of the Immortal Emperor's Palace died in battle, and the Bulang Emperor's son of the Immortal Emperor's Palace ran away when he saw it..."

"this……"

"Such a cowardly emperor, are you sure he isn't making jokes for others?"

"It's better than dying, right? It's definitely a death for the emperor's son to go."

"But the way he ran away is really funny. Is there no one in the Immortal Emperor Palace?"

"They joined forces with Myriad Realms to hold a grand competition. They wanted to achieve their own deterrence against Myriad Realms, but they didn't expect to expose their own weakness in front of Myriad Realms, and even their sense of twilight that the building was about to collapse. It's ridiculous..."

The powerhouses of the Void Clan have already seized the opportunity to ridicule.

No matter how everyone analyzes it, the invisible prestige of Immortal Emperor Palace in front of all races has changed.

Regarding this, Supreme Ye Ling, who sat at the front and ruled the audience, didn't say a word.

She looked at the golden bloodied corpse and was silent for a long time.

In this big competition, there is no absolutely safe Tianjiao, any Tianjiao may fall.

The Myriad Worlds Competition is still going on.

An Bulang ran away when he saw the purple-haired man, which was not in line with his character.

But he knew he had more important things to do.

Perhaps it is just another village in the midst of danger.

An Bulang was in a chaotic place where the laws were shattered, and he saw a place of good fortune where the power of the primordial power hangs down. There are actually green mountains and green waters, birds, beasts, insects and fish, surrounded by phantoms of the five elements, and there are various energies like tides. Chung, even more the rhythm of the avenue of heaven and earth!

An Bulang can feel that this seems to be some kind of leftover after the entire continent was extremely dilapidated and destroyed. For the loss of eternity and life, it is like the reversal of yin and yang, the cycle of life and death.

It is a great fortune to be born from the extreme of death!

"Finally found you, the best place of creation I broke through!"

An Bulang's pupils brightened, and he began to prepare for a breakthrough.