Tian Yuan

With just the second move, the old man in the ancient coffin has already shown a tendency to decline.

Dugu Changkong's face was indifferent, without blinking his eyelids, as if this kind of thing was very ordinary, and it was difficult for him to be touched.

Inside the barrier, a faint golden light appeared in the eyes of Chen Qingyuan and Wu Junyan, and the scene of Dugu Changkong's attack was constantly replaying in their minds.

The true meaning and dao rhyme of the eight dragon palms were engraved on the souls of the two.

As for how much you can comprehend, it depends on your own opportunities.

"The third form is as fierce as a dragon without losing dexterity."

Another palm was swung out, and the wind of the palm turned into a giant dragon with a length of ten thousand zhang, galloping ferociously and unstoppably.

"break!"

The face of the old man in the ancient coffin changed drastically, he didn't care about treating the wound, he formed seals with his hands, and condensed a lawful force that looked like a spear in front of him, and then stabbed out.

The sharp spear and the giant dragon formed by the palm are about to collide. It should be a head-on confrontation and a competition of strength.

Unexpectedly, the giant dragon suddenly twisted its body, entangled the spear with delicate strength, and avoided its fiercest attack.

Then, the giant dragon bit the center of the spear, causing the spear to break into two pieces, and the ferocious force suddenly dissipated.

"retreat!"

After a breath, the old man in the ancient coffin was shocked when he saw it, and wanted to dodge.

However, time is running out.

Even if the old man in the ancient coffin tore through the void to avoid it, and traveled hundreds of thousands of miles with a single thought, it would be difficult to escape.

"Boom"

In an instant, a corner of the starry sky exploded.

The old man in the ancient coffin was forced to appear, his chest collapsed, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.

His face was extremely pale, without a trace of rosiness.

His clothes were in tatters, unable to cover his withered and blackened body.

"why?"

He did not believe that the strength gap between the two could be so large.

The old man in the ancient coffin used the power of the divine bridge, thinking that his golden body would not be broken, but he didn't know that this would be the case, his face was full of horror.

"The fourth trick..."

Dugu Changkong didn't intend to stop, he taught secretly while confronting the enemy.

"Whoosh-"

A strong wind blew up and tore through the sky, affecting the law and order of the star field in this world.

Feeling this unspeakable coercion, the old man in the ancient coffin panicked.

Because, he smelled the smell of death, and there seemed to be a horrible vision of the gate of hell in front of him. Countless long hands covered in black mist reached out to him, and the cold and biting chill spread all over his body, and his soul seemed to be suffocated at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist, stop and admit defeat."

Facing the threat of death, the old man in the ancient coffin lowered his dignity and begged for mercy loudly.

"late."

After Dugu Changkong heard it, he didn't stop and murmured.

The fourth palm has already been swung out, like a broken bamboo.

"Boom, boom..."

The pupils of the old man in the ancient coffin shrank rapidly, and the horror on his face became extremely intense.At this time, he only had one thought, that is to block the blow and survive!

The light curtain of hundreds of millions of laws of law hangs down from above, and all of them press down on the corner of the starry sky where the old man in the ancient coffin is.

If the lines of the light curtain law are connected to each other, it will be in the shape of a giant palm spanning the endless void.

"No!"

The complexions of the awakened old guys all changed, they didn't want to see the old man in the ancient coffin die.Their positions are all the same. They once had a grudge with Qingzong, and enjoyed the resources that their ancestors robbed Qingzong, but they were unwilling to repay the cause and effect for their ancestors.

If something happened to the old man in the ancient coffin, then other forces would definitely not be able to escape in the future.

The top sects in the Imperial State do not want to see this kind of situation.

A number of living fossils with terrifying strength made a secret move, trying to protect the old man in the ancient coffin.

However, it was too late.

The old man in the ancient coffin had been injured just now, and now he had to resist Dugu Changkong's full-strength palm, and he couldn't hold it for long.

Hundreds of millions of light curtains fell, piercing through its protective barrier and shattering the way of its golden body.

"what......"

In a moment, the body of the old man in the ancient coffin was directly destroyed, his soul came out of his body, and he fled in all directions in terror.

However, this space was completely submerged by the power of the giant palm, and the soul of the old man in the ancient coffin had nowhere to go.

"boom"

The physical body collapsed, and the spirit and soul were all destroyed.

Those strong men who shot secretly were a step too late, and they didn't even protect the soul of the old man in the ancient coffin, and watched him fall helplessly.

The heart is sad, and this meaning is hard to get rid of.

At the same time, a trace of fear took root deep in his heart, and sprouted, growing rapidly, and soon became a towering giant tree.

There are eight swimming dragon palms, a total of eight styles.

Dugu Changkong only used four tricks, and killed the old man in the ancient coffin who touched the Shenqiao.

This scene fell into the eyes of those old antiques hiding in the dark corners, their hearts trembled and they were terrified.

Gollum—

A group of Mahayana monks stared blankly, swallowing their saliva non-stop, their white lips trembling.

A ray of law on the front battlefield can kill an ordinary Mahayana monk.

"Master!"

The monks in Qiding Holy Land looked at the direction where the old man in the ancient coffin fell with no bones left, and cried out in grief.They glanced at Dugu Changkong, without any thought of revenge, only deep fear.

"He didn't touch the divine bridge, but... stood on the divine bridge!"

The old guys in the dark, at this moment, have to recognize this reality.

"The road ahead has been cut off, and the quasi-emperor is invincible."

At the end of a certain abyss in the Imperial State, an extremely hoarse voice echoed throughout the dark space, lingering for a long time, and the words contained a bit of surprise and a bit of fear.

"This matter is not easy to handle."

Originally, this group of old people thought that the realm of Dugu Changkong was not much different from their own, but now it is not the same thing, there is a huge difference.

Touching the sacred bridge means that you have the qualifications to climb the bridge, and there is a slight possibility to spy on the buried historical traces.

Standing on the bridge of the gods, that is the quasi-emperor in the true sense. He knows many secrets in the world, his strength is far above the Mahayana, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the world.

"His current strength is not weaker than me at my peak."

On the side, Sword Immortal Chang Gung took a sip of the turbid wine and muttered to himself.

After nearly 3 years of precipitation, Dugu Changkong has thoroughly comprehended Qingzong's inheritance technique.Perhaps, he has extremely high talent, but more of it is the kindness left by his ancestors.

The higher you go, the more guilty you feel in your heart. Back then, you were afraid of death and did not suppress Moyuan, and you failed the will of the sages of the sect.

"Gentlemen, do you dare to enter the world and fight?"

With his hands behind his back, Dugu Changkong faced the bustling land of Dizhou, his voice was as soft as the water of a stream, but it contained the power to dominate the world, like a king overlooking the world, everything is under control, and he is not afraid of all enemies.

Doom!

These words were like a meteorite hitting the calm sea, creating a stormy sea.

These beings who had just awakened were restless and silent, and no one dared to fight.

The situation has changed suddenly, and Mahayana monks are no longer qualified to intervene.

Commoner sandals, independent high.

Wherever the eyes passed, no one dared to look at each other.

The sound spread from all over the world, and no one dared to fight.

The powerhouses of the ancient sect's holy sect were silent like cicadas.