"Is this a few second realms fusion?"

No one even saw this sword clearly, but the new ancestor god Hua Long Deng seemed to be on guard, and the backhanded ghost hunting came out.

boom!

Hunting a ghost with his chest.

Just the blessing of the power of the god of death, this blue Guiyi Mo sword split the world, but was definitely strangled before the ghost hunting sword.

Even if it is not touched, it will not be possible to make progress if it is a slight difference.

"gap!"

At this moment, everyone saw the most obvious gap between the mortal and the saint, and the saint and the ancestor.

Even if the Ghost Ancestor has not swallowed it, the sword light cannot be erased in a short time. However, the eight masters who have transformed into Xu Zun have caused minimal damage to the long lamp of the Ancestral God Hua.

"It's over."

"I feel that the Holy Slave is playing big and will capsize in the gutter!"

With one sword blocking the Guiyimo sword, Hua Changdeng himself was a little stunned, and soon He laughed out loud.

At this moment, everyone could clearly feel the confidence and huge confidence that emanated from the inside out.

Hua Changdeng spoke, and he rarely spoke so many times, and his words were calm:

"Eight Lords An, I will fight you."

"But in front of the way of the ancestor, everything has to be retreated to the second place, and no one can be exceptional."

"What you want, the time is up, I will give it to you, but before that..."

He turned around and saw that what he saw was the North Huaizu in the starry sky, who was countless times more dangerous than the Eight Lords.

"My order: Forget the river to seal the boundary!"

With a shout, the cross-red light shone out from the middle of my eyebrows.

Outside the Holy Spirit Continent, from the fragmented currents of time and space, the torrents of Forgetful Rivers surged, connecting and connecting, forming a huge "moat".

This moat is even more comprehensive than that of the ghost Buddha, and once again blocks the connection between the Holy Spirit Continent, the five holy land secret realms, and the starry sky.

Even Cao Yihan, who was delayed by the words of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, was only half of the saint's tribulation, and only half of the ancestral origin emperor's tribulation.

Suddenly, he lost contact with the Zuyuan Emperor Tribulation.

His thunder tribulation was interrupted!

His path to becoming a god and becoming an ancestor was also interrupted by the long lamp of the ancestor god!

"Terrible..."

In the cracks in time and space, the North Lotus is like a mad dog. After it merges with the Dashihuai, the branches crazily bombard the Wangchuan River.

Like hitting cotton.

The original body of the Medicine Ancestor did not bring Dashihuai out.

Inside and outside the five domains, when it comes to the ancestor god, the Huachangdeng is in the best condition. How can the mere Holy Emperor shake the water of the Forgetful River?

The Holy Spirit Continent is set as Fengdu and the Forgetful River is blocked by Hualong lamps, with its power continuously, and it can be used for the Holy Emperor Beihuai for tens of thousands of years!

So what are the delayed time used for?

"The soul is back..."

"The soul is back..."

Real heat emerged in Huachang Ding's eyes.

Ghost Ancestor, the greatest soul and the most nourishing thing!

At this moment, the other side bridge brought out by the Idiot Sword is being retracted, and the ghost ancestor on the bridge is even more at your fingertips.

No one can stop two-in-one!

And after two in one, I swallowed eight swords and I was the Demon Ancestor, Medicine Ancestor, and the Three Ancestors of the Swords, and the state of full strength. What's the harm?

Why do I fear the long lamp?!

At this moment, Hua Changdeng's ambition that had been holding back for a lifetime could no longer be curbed and he had to be completely released.

He wanted to shout.

But He controlled it.

Hua Changdeng knows that he is still half a step away from two in one, and he has failed. He must be cautious, cautious, and cautious.

But until the ghost ancestor hugged and swept away, the demons and medicine could not come in, and the ghosts did not dare to act rashly.

Among the five realms, there are only Kui Leihan who was cut off from the ancestral origin emperor, and the eight powerless Eight Lords An.

Who can do anything to himself?

No one can turn the world back!

I am the heaven!

Hua Changdeng opened his mouth to swallow the ghost ancestor, and the latter did not resist at all. When the ancestor god's destiny was hanging above his head, the ghost ancestor and the meaning of Hua Zu, blended in with each other, and began to merge and merge into one.

"Hedao!!!"

...

"Crash."

The sound of water flows, and the dripping splashes.

The Forgetful River, which protected outside the Holy Spirit Continent, only divided a tributary of a lineage, which was crossed in front of the Eight Zun An, blocking his way forward.

"Need help?"

A buzzing sound came from my ears, sizzling, just like I had been given an electricity, it was Cao Yihan's voice.

Eight masters held Yuelian in his hand and cut a sword towards Wangchuan River.

Like a rock sinking into the sea, it cannot affect the situation at all. The turbid and yellow river still crosses the sky and remains unmoved.

The intensity was measured.

Whether it is Yuelian Tianjie or the second-stage Tianjie, it is useless. If you fight all your strength in Xu Zuhua, you will be afraid that you will not be able to break the blockade of the Forget River.

“Great?”

There was also a sound from Xu Xiaoshou, which was the crow of a rooster.

Eight Zun An flipped his hand and Yue Lian simply disappeared. He sat cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes, and responded to the two of them at the same time:
Chapter completed!