Chapter 927 Killing them one by one is too troublesome
The Qinglian Platform reproduced the nine immortal forms of Cang Tian Ba Xue, which amazed everyone and showed the terrifying fighting power of Jin Zhan.
Ye De was blown away by a blow, and rolled countless times in the air before stopping, with blood oozing from his nose and looking embarrassed.
His expression was gloomy in an instant. Could it be that he couldn't even beat a third tyrant of Cang Tian Ba Xue?
"Nine immortal forms, what's wrong with it? The secret martial arts of the Ye family will crush you!"
Ye De whistled a clear whistle, and the sound moved the world, and the rolling wind and clouds were shaking.
He pinched the seal with his hand, and the immortal energy like the collapse of mountains and rivers rushed out, merging with the golden blood in his body into a Dao map, rotating between heaven and earth.
The ancient characters of the Ye family were engraved on the Dao map, and strange spirits popped out one after another.
These spirits are all created by the Dao rules, but they are lifelike, as if they were real, and extremely wonderful.
The spirits of monsters and humans can all see it, bursting out thousands of divine powers.
"Twelve Spirits Fighting Methods!" Ye De shouted softly.
The twelve spirits, with bright pupils, illuminated others who dared not look directly at them.
The magic methods such as divine fire gushing out, thunder roaring, and thousands of swords approaching were used like bombardment, killing Jin Zhan.
The old grudge war was completely heading for a situation where it was either death or death.
Jin Zhan in Kunpeng's immortal form did not panic at all, but was unusually calm.
After years of waiting and fighting in the battle, how could he die here?
"The image of the sun and the moon!"
He transformed into his original body, pinching the sun seal with his left hand and the moon seal with his right hand, and said deeply.
The sun and the moon in the sky, the mighty immortal power is like a huge battle of collapsing rivers, lakes and seas.
The brilliant sun spirit is extremely strong and yang, burning everything and shining like two suns in the sky.
The warm and cold Cangyue spirit is soft and mellow, falling to the earth, and the scattered colors are like a thin gauze that wraps everything in the world.
Jin Zhan pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, with the momentum of a tiger swallowing yin and yang, and his voice was like a roar: "The only divine art is respected, I am the emperor!"
The monster spirit and the human spirit were covered by the light of the sun and the moon, roaring and fighting, but in the end they were completely blown up by Jin Zhan.
When everyone saw this scene, they all widened their eyes. Isn't this the secret method of the imperial palace in the past?
In the journey to the imperial palace, except for Tang Chen, Jin Liezhang, and Chi Lin who received the inheritance, the rest of them gained something in the place of perception.
And Jin Zhan also gained a secret method, which was fully displayed at this moment.
"I am the only one who reigns supreme in the world!"
Jin Zhan shouted as he opened up the world with his fingers.
The sun and the moon were unstoppable, crushing forward like a broken bamboo.
Ye De's eyebrows cracked. The Twelve Spirits Battle Method was closely related to him. If it was destroyed, it would naturally be damaged.
He was puzzled. How long had it been since the curse was lifted, and the Jin family had become so terrifying?
"No, the Jin family must die, otherwise, I will die!" Ye De's eyes were fierce, and his murderous intent burst out, and he roared in his heart.
A golden blood was rippling on his fingertips.
With a bang, golden light flashed, forming a magnificent golden sea of clouds, blocking the front of the sun and moon, and colliding with each other.
Buzz rumble...
The golden sea of clouds was as soft as the deep sea, embracing everything, and constantly bearing this terrifying power.
Tang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. Ye De did not become the fourth holy body casually, but had real talent and knowledge.
Softness overcomes hardness, which is Ye De's strategy.
"Jin Zhan, won." However, Tang Chen said lightly.
Everyone frowned when they heard this. Tang Chen had already judged Ye De's fate.
Boom!
The sun and the moon exploded, and the golden sea of clouds rolled violently, bearing this power.
Ye De took a deep breath, it was his turn to fight back.
But when he was about to move, he saw Jin Zhan moving from the corner of his eye, raising his right arm high, his muscles like dragons and tigers, full of life energy.
"Ba Quan!"
Jin Zhan roared, his fist contained divine power, and the colorful light like a purple ocean hit the golden sea of clouds, completely destroying it.
Ye De endured the power of this fist, his face was scarlet, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and he roared with a hideous face.
He forced his blood and qi to circulate, stirring up his immortal energy, and shouted while spurting blood: "Twelve Spirit Fists!"
"Da Zhong Dao Body."
Jin Zhan was calm and powerful, his whole body's spirit and energy surged, purple clouds soared, and a purple bell appeared in full view of the crowd.
The purple bell was engraved with mountain birds, fish, insects, mountains and rivers, and had a majestic and majestic aura, as if the homeland of the dynasty was all in it.
Dang!
Ye De's fist contained twelve layers of power, and the brilliant divine light was dazzling. He furiously bombarded the purple bell, but it made a deafening sound that shattered the clouds and mist.
With a click, Ye De's fist exploded on the spot, and golden and red blood splashed. He couldn't break the purple bell and hurt himself!
This blow, let alone the onlookers, even the strong men of the Ye family were dumbfounded and unbelievable.
Ye De's face changed in shock. When he wanted to retreat, the purple bell shone, stimulating his eyes to close.
Jin Zhan rushed out, walking like a dragon and a tiger, like a beast out of a cage, domineering and fierce.
His fists were mixed with the inscriptions of the Immortal Tyrant, shaking the earth and erupting with unparalleled fighting power.
Puff!
The Tyrant Fist attacked from both sides, crushing Ye De's head and annihilating his soul.
A headless corpse fell to the ground powerlessly, and blood spurted out from the neck, staining the Qinglian Platform red.
The whole scene was silent, and even the ancestors of the Ye family were too late to help.
The atmosphere where one could hear a pin drop was broken the next moment, and the Jin family and Bai Piao Xianjiao shouted loudly.
Jin Zhan crushed Ye De with an invincible posture, showing the power of Cang Tian Ba Xue, sweeping away the shame left behind.
"Hahaha, good, good fight!"
"Just beat these bastards to death, don't let any of them go!"
"Fuck, let someone pretend to be the master and tarnish his reputation, damn it!"
The Jin family and Bai Piao Xianjiao cheered loudly, not paying any attention to the gloomy Ye family.
Jin Zhan retreated, looked at the four ancestors of the family, and said in a deep voice: "I will not let the family be humiliated!"
"Good, good boy."
Jin Tianba was very excited and patted Jin Zhan on the shoulder.
The ancestors of the Jin family looked at each other, their pupils were a little moist and red, these children were all good.
Ye Aotian, Ye Tianming, and Ye Xi from the Ye family saw the remains of Ye De, and the emotions in their eyes were as cold as a winter day.
"You dare to say that after killing the weakest one." Ye Xi sneered.
Tang Chen walked out, and countless eyes instantly focused on him, all in shock. Is he really going to appear?
He looked directly at Ye Aotian and grinned, "Don't waste time, it's too troublesome to kill one by one."
"Then what do you want?" Ye Aotian asked indifferently.
Tang Chen said deeply: "Please open three blue lotus platforms, I, Lie Zhang, Haoran will fight you three!"
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was boiling.
This sentence was already not ready to wait any longer, and wanted to decide the winner in one go.
The ancestor of the Jin family looked at Tang Chen's back, as if he was quietly overlapping with the figure of his deceased relative.
