Changyou took a breath of air conditioning, took the lead and took a step back, ready to escape at any time.

He knew that this bald man was powerful and could kill him in seconds with one stick, which could be said to be the ceiling of human combat power.

But the ceiling depends on which floor it is!

Forget it if you have a half-saint in seconds.

The evil tree in front of him could control himself in one sentence, control the same extraordinary people around him, and even his god himself was in a daze for a moment.

What's this?

This is the power of the Holy Emperor’s guidance!

This shows that she is at least a low-level holy emperor. Judging from her strange ability, she is afraid that she will not even lose her scum when she eats people!

Shen Yi wanted to instantly expose the other party?

"So crazy!"

Even Xu Xiaoshou felt that this wave of gods was also floating.

He had seen the Void God take action, and even saw him attacking the Holy Mountain with his own eyes, and he could almost break the Holy Mountain formation with one punch.

But the result is...

Take a guard against Daoqiong!

Although the ten thrones are for the ten thrones, the composition is too complicated now. Don’t you see that the coffin is even outrageous?

When talking about heroes when cooking wine under the dragon and apricot tree, Li Fugui also said that God is not in perfect condition.

First of all, he was trapped in the cross corner of the city of Death.

Secondly, God also limits the weapon. As long as Aunt Xiang is alive, he will always have a handle...

My thoughts reached this point.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly looked at the long stick on the guy's hand in a daze.

He had never seen this thing before, but he had seen it from the images he had given:

"One of the nine supreme artifacts, overlord!"

yes!

The overlords are all out.

God is not a virtual image now, but an essence.

This place is not a crossroads, with the power of rules, but a ruin of the gods, the prototype of the divine court, which is strange but strange, and there is no limit on it.

Aunt Xiang?

This limiter is not present at all now!

Even if the baby Shengzhu can think, understand the advantages and disadvantages, and know how to use Aunt Xiang to check and balance the gods?

What are the imperfect versions of the ten thrones standing in front of you at this moment?

He is the young and frivolous Eight Lords, Kui Leihan, who was cross-legged, the Taoist Lord who took off his shirt, and outside the city of Futu...

"Shen also God's understanding?"

...

hiss!!!

A shrill cry broke the thoughts.

But seeing that the guidance of the Saint of the Infant was broken, it was threatened by a mere human being, and it was instantly tore through the disguise, revealing its extremely vicious nature.

Even if reason tells her that the tiny human in front of her doesn't look easy to mess with.

But is the ancestral tree easy to mess with?

The power of the Holy Emperor under the blessing of the prototype of the Divine Court is easy to mess with?

The giant master of the void is easy to provoke? The evil god is easy to provoke? The extreme giant is easy to provoke? Not all of them are defeated by themselves!

"Child!Child!"

"My child..."

The earnest call from the Saint of the Infant was completely crazy, "Come here to die!"

Silent and scream!

The overwhelming branches were attached to the power of the Heavenly Ancestor and the evil gods, emitting strange lights, shooting from the torso of the mother of the ancestral tree!

This impact is too strong.

Even if the water ghost, Bai Zhou and others knew the name of God, they couldn't help but raise their steps and prepare for the opportunity to run away.

"Don't you run?"

Changyi's face turned green.

If you don’t run, I run. Wouldn’t this seem the best thing for me?

But if you don’t run away... everyone will go crazy?

Just watching it hard, neither guarding nor withdrawing, Chunchun lets this big bald man resist?

Can he withstand it?

"call out."

Everyone leaned back.

God also flew forward with a stick.

It covered the endless branches of the ancestral tree, covering the power of the double ancestral source. He only lit up all the acupoints on his body while flying.

"Don't! Live! Injure! Du! Jing! Death! Shocked! Open!"

Xu Xiaoshou held his breath and recognized that this was the eight ancient martial arts sects. Shen Yixu's image had been opened, but it was far less dazzling than the current body.

After the eight gates, the seven constellations are opened again:

"Tianshu! Tianxuan! Tianji! Tianquan! Yuheng! Kaiyang! Yaoguang!"

In an instant, it was as bright as day.

But with the body of a mortal, he is a towering ancestral tree, and fights against the power of the ancestral source, he only opens these eight gates and seven constellations. From the perspective of momentum, the gods are not inferior in the slightest, and even have no mistakes!

"Horizontal pump."

The overlord passed by the left waist, turned to the top of his head, and followed his body in his palm, from right to left, and evacuated in the air.

Simple and unpretentious.

There is no fancy at all.

"Bang!"

It hit more than a dozen branches of the ancestral tree, sucked them slightly, and stopped them all in front of them.

But it only stopped the attack of the branches that clinged to the power of the ancestral source.

The Overlord once broke the half-saint with one stick.

Now, even more than ten branches have not been able to be knocked back!

Chang Yi looked at him so hard that he was in a flash. He wanted to retreat but couldn't, so he could only shout:

"Run, the power of the ancestral source, how can I fight?"

"Our leader can't even fight!"

Huh!

But at this moment, the wind roared from heaven and earth.

A shadow of a stick in the sky drew an arc in the sky, "passing" through the vast sea of ​​branches in front from right to left.

The tip of the branches of the ancestral tree that were standing in front of Shen Yi was not affected by the impact, but the middle and tail of the branches exploded in an instant.

"Smack sex..."

The sound of shattering is endless.

It was like raining trees in the world, and countless branches fell to the ground.

The roots were broken, and the tips of the branches blessed by the power of the ancestral source became the rootless duckweed and fell down in response.

"How is this possible?" Chang Yi glared and exclaimed. He seemed to have become the clown who was only shocked.

No one responded.

But at this moment, even Changyi himself could see it.

The amount of branches of the ancestral tree is too large, but the power of the ancestral source is limited and cannot be covered all of them.

As long as Shen Yi's attack reaches its root, he can cut off the firewood from the bottom of the pot and cut out the magic.
To be continued...