Sage Emperor

Chapter 326: Yang Qi Chopping the Great Saint

“What's that? Land sinking, chaos, antiquity, fairy formation? ”

The Yan Devil Emperor in the depths of time and space was shaking all over his body, dying to look at Yang Qi, as if looking at a ghost: “Hidden so deep, he actually secretly communicated the chaotic ancient atmosphere in the deepest depths of the abundant continent, using its fairy array, and cooperated with his own realm, between breathing, shaking the big picture. ”

The ancient atmosphere of chaos, the ancient atmosphere of the floodplain continent in the Tai Ancient Era, the ancient atmosphere of the arm of an old chaotic fairy, is very subtle, fixing the entire rich continent, not allowing it to be blown away in a temporal storm.

Since ancient times, no one has been able to take advantage of these ancient chaos and the immortal formation among them.

Even the strong ones of the first generation on the continent, the great emperor, who refined the Great Emperor Tower, could not break through the ancient chaos, recognized by countless ancient Great Saints and Young Spirits, and obtained fragments of the heart of the flood.

Only Yankee, with the glory of the gods on his body, was recognized by the great ancient Saints and countless spirits, and became an infinite mystery. In fact, at a moment when the gods were pure earth, he was absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Impact the legend of the Seven Changes, the realm of the Haunted God.

And in the abundance of the continent, the most powerful is undoubtedly the ancient chaos.

Once Yankee condensed into the pure earth of the gods, he communicated day and night with the deepest chaotic ancient atmosphere of the continent, exploiting the fragments of the heart of the flood, once again greatly increasing his strength and even triggering some of the power of the Immortal Array.

That Immortal Formation, can slaughter holy.

Ancient great saints dare not enter it, wanton and rampant.

In fact, after Yang Qi became the pure soil of the gods, the legend changed, and he himself possessed the ability to kill the Great Sage, plus the fragments of the heart of the desert, the Great Emperor Tower, the Golden Great, communicating the ancient atmosphere of chaos, provoking the immortal formation, day and night condensation, not knowing how far the strength has reached?

These days, he realized his heart, stood holy, his soul wandered between the thoughts of the immortal god of nothingness, introduced the ancient gas of chaos into the body, again enlightened, rushed forward, with the power of five million ancient giant elephants, provoked the great array in the ancient atmosphere of chaos, as if several great saints, together, strength collapsed, eight thousand miles, all covered in it.

A Chaos Ancient Array was formed.

All men, in this ancient formation of chaos.

The Prince, together with the Yunharan, the giants of the great families, the figures of the Saint-Zulu dynasty, the College of Sea Theology, the College of True Dragons, the nine great saints, and even the six great saints of the Western continent, the essence of the entire rich continent, are gathered here, completely surrounded by the ancient formations of chaos.

“What's going on here? How suddenly so much chaos and antiquity emerged, I couldn't tell the direction. ”

“This is the ancient atmosphere of chaos that fixed the rich continent, a legacy of the great ancient fairies, very heavy. Never inhale, or your body will explode and die, every trace as heavy as the mountains, can evolve out of the mountain river earth! ”

“Why! Why can Yankee provoke this chaotic antiquity? Even the great saints of the generations, even the great emperor of abundance, cannot provoke all this chaotic antiquity. He is the master of the legendary realm, why can he provoke? ”

“Don't forget, he is the savior of the whole spectrum, no wonder he has the means to fight the Prince.” ….

Countless people, lost in the ancient atmosphere of chaos, could not even break open the void and walk away, because the ancient gas of chaos absorbed them, penetrated the ground hundreds of miles in the direction of Yang Qi, and led to the chaotic ancient gas of the moment, had formed a fairy array, blocked the void, and the Great Saint could not go out, which was no longer his personal power, but the power of the entire rich continent.

Boom!

A holy light rises, illuminating the whole chaotic ancient gas, immediately people see Yang Qi, infinite divine glow, condensed into a pure earth world, combined with the chaotic ancient gas, all the ground begins to transform into a glassy clean sanctuary, clean and spotless.

Holy King's City, Yan Du City, is deep in this pure earth.

The eight thousand miles of pure earth that holds all the people, the essence of the continent.

Countless sacred trees of light grow out of the holy land, a light. Yang Qi built everything long ago, waiting for the Prince, this is his domain, this is the pure soil of his gods, and the ancient chaos, the pure soil of the gods that blended the immortal formation in the rich continent.

This power far surpasses the Great Sage in general.

Surprise the hearts of many of the great saints and tremble like numbness.

“This is my realm, the pure earth of the gods, combined with the ancient atmosphere of chaos, behind me is the Holy King's City, inhabited by my brothers and sisters, the people I want to protect.” Yang Qi faced many people, the essence of the whole rich continent, looking at the Prince, Yun Hailan and others, said quietly: “If you just kill me, you can deal with them. If you can't kill me, I'll have to kill you. Whoever tries to kill me, the Yankee brothers, I will. Leader of the Sea God, Leader of the Dragon, and all of you in the Temple of the Earthquake Dan, Prince, Yun Hailan, let me show you, I am Yang Qi's godless power, I am the gods, the gods are me, I am going to break through heaven and walk the glory of those gods... ”

Bang

In this 8,000-mile chaotic ancient atmosphere, the pure soil of the gods, in the Upper Ancient Immortal Formation, Yang Qi stepped out, ignoring any space, distance, genuine Qi barrier, and killed to the Prince, the leader of the Sea God, the leader of the True Dragon, and the nine Great Saints of the Temple of the Earthquake Dan, even with the Emperor of St. Joe, the six Great Saints of the Western Continent.

One person, so blatantly attacking so many.

How insane this is, moths pouring into the flame, self-destructive is not enough to describe.

Come on, come on! Fierce!

Yang Qi aggressively attacked, his gods' robes, such as the white clouds rolling over, covering the sky, his eyes, such as lightning piercing the long sky, his hands, such as thunder rage, tearing the mountains apart, his true qi like a meteor falling through the continent.

No one can describe, at this moment, the momentum of Yankee, a man blatantly launching an attack on all the great saints, including the amazing Prince of Heaven.

Everyone felt his immensity, his great shore, his indwelling heaven, his moral heart and his strength, and almost everyone was suffocated.

Masters below the Great Sage, backwards in a row, looking for somewhere to hide.

“Too fierce!” The Yama Devil Emperor speaks these three words.

“Sinister!” Sea God Leader, True Dragon Leader, two great Gestapo figures, were the first to strike, at the forefront of the Yankee attack, they faced oppression, their clothes exploded, each punched out, punched out, punched out a sanctimonious mark, and tried to resist Yankee attack.

But!

Two fists touched, the gods' pure land, the ancient atmosphere of chaos swayed for a while, and the two leaders were beaten out.

Behind Yankee's back, there were also dense and numb holy marks.

“Holy marks! He also had holy marks on him, and he refined a great holy one!” The leader of the Sea God, who was punched out by Yang Qi, looked pale, saw the holy marks behind Yang Qi, was shocked, his mind swayed, seemed to see the devil.

Yankee has refined the holy marks of the Great Sage of Earthquake Clouds and blended into his true Qi. Now the quality of his true Qi is no different from that of the Great Sage, which is why he is able to borrow the ancient Qi of chaos and even promote a situation that is not normally reached.

“Kill!”

In the Temple of Zhendan, a great saint shot, his shot was a killing move, from the nothingness, summoned out a dense and numb power grid, on the power grid, the dragon tiger shaped thunder sparkled, condensed into killing momentum, the killing force swallowed heaven, the attacking power can truncate the sky river.

“The dragon tiger electric god of the throne! ”

Dragon tiger grid, when the sky spills, if you throw it into an ocean, you can paralyze the beast of the whole ocean, and the grid enters it, and one grid destroys everything.

Yankee fists suddenly shrunk, infinite holy light concentrated on his fist, between moments, over the whole pure earth, a illusion of a temple of light appeared, this temple of light, not knowing how many trillions of light years and positions to cross, countless holy lights, prompted by his holy marks, all descended, ancient heaven, appeared in front of the world.

Heavens Fist.

Only the great holy level of the Goddess Township can understand the appearance, but Yang Qi refined the holy marks, forcibly summoned, realized that there was no heaven, revealed various visions, succeeded in provoking this ancient and present day, massacred countless demons of the divine fist.

Dong!

Yang Qi punched, holy light spilled, essence Jiuzhou Miles, Eight Desolate Six Unions.

The grid was instantly torn apart, the Great Sacred Company of Zhendan Temple retreated, pale face, faced with this punch, he felt cold and powerless.

Yang Qi refused to let go, walking in the pure earth, a tree of bright gods blooming eternal light, dispelling darkness, so that the deepest demons of hell can feel the divine light.

His eyes are as cold as a star, his eyebrows as a sword, and his sharp, yet merciful, huge breasts make people naturally submit to the momentum. At this moment, countless masters are breaking their hearts.

He continued his pursuit, tearing the grid apart for a moment, one step in front of the Holy See, full of heavenly brilliance, blazing white light, so that everyone could not open their eyes.

Heavens Fist, Bomb Again, Massacre.

Ah!

The Great Saint of the Temple of Zhendan rebounded, his arms thundered, collided, immediately followed by the bones of his whole body as a battle drum sounded, inches broken, Yang Qi's arms swept across, this great Saint rolled out like a rotten meat pocket, the holy marks began to explode, blood stained red sky.

A great saint, badly wounded!

“Kill him! Siege together, Prince! Find a chance and kill.” The remaining eight Great Saints of Zhendan Temple are all roaring, and even they begin to greet the six Great Saints of the Western Continent and to besiege Yang Qi together, even if Yang Qi is amazed by the power of the heavens, it will not be possible to resist so many people.

Yun Hailan's face was pale, she couldn't believe her eyes, Yang Qi took the shot, now just a few breaths, the leader of the Sea Theological Academy, the leader of Zhenlong defeated successively, the Great Sacred Temple of the Zhendan Temple, seriously wounded dying, almost losing fighting power, the holy marks all began to collapse.

Three hits in a row, none of the three great saints can resist. What's the concept? Is this still a person? Or legend? History, ancient times, countless faces, have there ever been such fierce people?