Chapter 1069 How could I be afraid of a fake like you? The Three Thousand Realms have risen
Chapter 1069 How could I be afraid of you, a fake, the rise of the Three Thousand Realms
The battle between Tang Chen and the Lord of Ten Thousand Yus involves the result of this decisive battle!
But so far, the Lord of Ten Thousand Yus has been completely at a disadvantage in the eyes of everyone.
Because Tang Chen is really too powerful, a Dongdi Spear broke all his divine arrows and even mocked him.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Yus looked at Tang Chen coldly, waved his arm, and bottles appeared one after another around him.
These bottles rippled with colorful light, containing strong and domineering blood.
This is the essence of blood that he has been refining for so many years, including various physiques and blood.
Among them are the Blue Sky Tyrant Blood, the Desolate Saint Body, the Chaos Body and the like.
After seeing this, Tang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. Is this guy crazy?
"Blood Fusion Ancestral Technique!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Yus shouted.
Bang, bang, bang...
The bottle exploded, and groups of blood essences were suspended in the void, gathering together in front of everyone's eyes.
The ancestral technique and the power of the Dao fruit merged, wrapping these blood essences and forcibly merging them into the body of Wan Yu.
Boom!
A strange and domineering blood breath swept out, turning into a hazy mist rippling in all directions, even affecting the battles of many people.
The face of the Lord of Wan Yu spread a hideous smile, and his body swelled.
The root bones were as tough as the holy body of the wilderness, and the blood was as fierce as the blood of the sky.
Multiple fusions!
Under the gazes of countless people, his swollen body reached dozens of feet, his muscles bulged, and he was gray, like granite, and the fairy air that floated out contained chaotic energy.
Fighting rage!
The Lord of Wan Yu used the ancestral technique to fuse multiple bloodlines and developed himself to the extreme.
The cultivators of the Three Thousand Realms all widened their eyes. This breath was really terrifying.
However, Tang Chen was still as steady as a rock, sneering: "You look like a desperate last-ditch effort."
He felt that the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperial Guards was like the final boss of some games, with all kinds of fusions becoming a hybrid, and the visual sense was too authentic.
"You will experience the power of my ancestral technique."
The voice of the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperial Guards became deep and heavy, like two pieces of sandstone rubbing against each other, and said coldly.
Boom!
The chaotic light on the surface of his body exploded, tearing the sky apart, showing signs of the judgment of the gods.
Clang clang clang...
The Chaos Sword cut through the sky, densely appearing in the void, shining brightly, surrounded by majestic and terrifying waves, penetrating downwards.
"Hey, it's just a bastard, what can you do to me?" Tang Chen sighed lightly.
The Tai'a sword appeared in his hand, and it turned slightly. The mighty sword energy surged out like a waterfall hanging from the sky.
Every wisp of sword energy was full of chaos energy, and it attacked the sky, as if it was the beginning of the world, full of mystery.
The Chaos Sword was chopped into pieces, turning into light powder all over the sky.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, hitting the nine heavens!
The Lord of Wanyu roared: "Big Bell Dao Body!"
His blood and qi surged, and he fell into the purple ocean for thousands of miles, evolving into the nine divine forms of the sky and the blood.
The Jin family frowned deeply when they saw this scene. This Lord of Wanyu was really domineering, and he couldn't even mess it up.
The bell rang loudly, and the simple and vicissitudes of life seemed to come from time and space.
The purple bell enveloped the body of the Lord of Wanyu, bearing the impact of the sword energy.
Ding Ding Ding!
The sound of metal intersecting continued to ring, and cracks appeared on the surface.
When the Lord of Wanyu saw this mark in the bell, his pupils shrank slightly.
"Break!"
Tang Chen raised his sword to the sky and shouted softly.
The sword light was vast, like a thousand troops galloping, breaking the purple bell.
Sword light pierced every part of the Lord of Wanyu's body, blood splattered, and he looked extremely embarrassed and desolate.
Roar!
The Lord of Wanyu looked up to the sky and roared, shattering the sword energy in his body. The blood of the sky and the wild holy body merged to make the injury recover quickly.
He roared: "Yin Yang Life and Death Diagram! Stars shine in the blue sky!"
The two unique physical phenomena of the wild holy body were transformed by him.
The sky shook, and the air of life and death gathered in the nine heavens like two dragons flying into the sky, turning into a black and white road diagram.
The art of life and death, unparalleled in the world!
A round of stars bloomed with unprecedented divine light, and the colors on all sides were all covered up.
Its majesty and terror seemed to occupy the entire sky, and it sprinkled a trace of earth-shaking power.
Ye Aotian and the others frowned when they saw this scene. It turned out to be their Desolate Saint Body.
The Yin-Yang Life and Death Diagram rotated and fell, wanting to annihilate everything.
The stars pressed down, the earth sank, and the body collapsed, which could not be contained at all.
Facing the two strange phenomena, Tang Chen sneered: "When I fought the real Desolate Saint Body, I was afraid, so how could I be afraid of you, a fake one!"
Ye Family: Don't curse!
Boom!
The next moment, the ancestor of Haotian appeared, standing upright, and his body was surrounded by the immortal forms of the sun, the moon, the stars, the wind and rain, the thunder and lightning, the shadows of beasts, and the blades.
At this moment, he seemed to represent the sky.
Tang Chen gently raised the Tai'a sword in his hand, and thousands of thunders fell down and gathered on the sword.
The Tai'a sword was bright and dazzling, illuminating the mountains and rivers, and it was slashed with a simple sword.
Boom...
The thunder sword shone in the sky, like splitting the void and returning to chaos.
The Yin-Yang Life and Death Diagram and the Stars Shining in the Blue Sky were all shattered under this sword, and they were completely unstoppable.
The Lord of Wanyu trembled suddenly, is this guy cheating! ?
"Ten Thousand Beasts."
Tang Chen held the sword in front of him, dancing with both hands and holding the seal, with a solemn look, and spoke softly.
The beast shadow in Haotian's body roared loudly, reflecting the Tai'a sword.
The Tai'a sword floated in the sky, shining with infinite divine light.
In an instant, thousands of beasts rushed and appeared one after another, shocking the world.
Dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, white tigers, black tortoises, fierce beasts, Taowu, Taotie, etc. appeared, like a casual attack by the creator.
The beast roared and shocked the sky, and rushed to the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperial Guards frantically.
The dragon swung its long tail, smashing down like a mountain.
The phoenix spewed fire, burning the sky and boiling the sea.
The white tiger bit, swallowed the sky and attacked fiercely.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Imperial Guards roared in panic, "Chaos True Body!"
The Chaos Light swept through, overflowing from every muscle and bone of his body, and he actually directly fought against these beasts.
Bang, bang, bang...
However, the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperial Guards could kill one, but could not kill a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand!
Everyone saw the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperial Guards being beaten by the beasts, struck by lightning and roasted by fire, and hit by sound waves, and he kept screaming.
Puff!
One of the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperial Guards' arms was directly shattered by Taowu, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky.
One of his legs was eaten by Taotie and swallowed up, and then his lower body was cut off by Daolong and cut off on the spot.
The colorful intestines fell down, which was very scary.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Imperials was extremely miserable. When he looked up to the sky and roared, Tang Chen had already approached him, looking down coldly and saying, "A waste should be treated like a waste."
He stepped directly on the face of the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperials, making a cracking sound, and the facial bones shattered, like a falling comet hitting his face.
With a bang, the body cracked, and the cracks spread, forming one gully after another.
The alien clan was completely desperate. The last hope, the Lord of Ten Thousand Imperials, could not do anything to Tang Chen. What was there to fight?
The Three Thousand Realms were no longer the weak ones bullied by them, but had risen!
