Chapter 4039 The half-ancestor is nothing more than this
Latest website: During the ancient times, Baal was the master of the Temple of Destiny. He was extremely powerful, only weaker than the Great Demon God and the Heavenly Demon.
Although he is the half-ancestor of the Demonic Path, his attainments in the Path of Destiny are not inferior to those of the Demonic Path at all.
It is precisely because of such an ancient identity that he is qualified to say such words to Fengtian in a condescending manner.
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After Jixiang Ruyi was taken away, Fengtian's expression didn't change much. He stopped chasing the ancestor of Chongming. He carried the phoenix wings on his back like blades, ready to move quickly at any time.
She looked sternly and calmly, and said: "You Baal can be the master of the Temple of Destiny, why can't I? My character is ten times better than yours."
Baer carefully observed Fengtian's eyes and saw that she was not frightened at every turn. While secretly admiring her state of mind, he couldn't help but think about what she relied on. Did she dare to be afraid of the half-ancestor?
To say that Feng Caiyi came to Beize Great Wall alone, he would not believe it anyway.
But at this juncture, it is absolutely impossible for Kong Fannu, Emperor Fengdu and others to leave the defense line of the Dark Abyss.
The most important thing is that if there are other powerful people accompanying him, there is no need for Feng Caiyi to bring so many gods from the Temple of Destiny.
The risk is too great. If everyone dies here, not only will the Temple of Destiny be destroyed, it will also be severely damaged.
What's more, among them are Que, Hai Shang You Ruo, Prajna, Xue Tu, Hai Shang Ming Palace, Qing Fei Wei and other new generation pillar-like gods with great potential.
Could it be that Feng Caiyi really had no other choice but to make a desperate move?
Baal's body is like a sacred mountain and a pine, strong and towering. He said: "What's the point of showing off your power of words? You don't think that with the twelve phases of destiny formed by them, they can break today's death situation." ?”
After Yuanzu healed his injuries, he formed a combined attack formation with a group of ancient strong men from the demon clan who had returned with their broken souls, and a gray cloud of death energy enveloped them.
It was obvious that the trauma he had suffered just now had caused him to develop a strong fear of Feng Tian.
The ancestor of the Chongming Dynasty stood on a leaf of the Wutong Sacred Tree, with his arms spread out, and his spiritual force field covered the void tens of millions of miles in radius, as if he wanted to keep all the gods of the Temple of Destiny here.
"Dead end? Barr, you should understand the power of the Twelve Phase Divine Array of Destiny better than anyone else. All the gods in the Destiny Temple are here. Even if you are the half-ancestor, you have to be crowned today!"
Fengtian took back the Heavenly Cauldron, and the Gate of Destiny above his head shone in all directions.
Facing the demons with a calm demeanor, and facing the Half-Ancestor with an unquenchable fighting spirit, she demonstrated the courage and courage that a palace master should have.
Although Fengtian said harsh words one after another, he was not arrogant. He paid great attention to Baal. The ancestral realm of the Thunder Clan slowly unfolded under his feet and became a realm of its own.
With the protection of the Ancestral Realm, even if he were to face the Half-Ancestor alone, he would not be defeated quickly and would have enough time to use his back attack.
Half ancestor!
Who is not afraid?
Baldao: "The power of thousands of gods to activate the Twelve Phase Divine Formation of Destiny is indeed extraordinary. If the formation is deployed in the World Tree and Destiny God Realm, even I will be afraid of it."
"But, you didn't bring the World Tree and Destiny Realm, and you weren't in the formation. With these juniors who have not yet reached Immortality and Infinity, there is no need for me to take action. Ancestor Chongming can break the formation and let them Death without a burial place.”
"Feng Caiyi, you shouldn't leave the formation!"
Before he finished speaking, Baal changed his body and entered the ancestral world of the Thunder Clan. Obviously, he would not give Feng Tian a chance to return to the battle.
His footwork was fast and he did not display any magical powers. However, neither the lightning attack generated by the Thunder Clan's Ancestral Realm nor the divine weapon shot by Feng Tian could stop him for a moment.
Three breaths of time.
Baal crossed the first level of the Thunder Clan's ancestral realm and arrived in front of Fengtian.
His demon body is getting bigger and bigger, and the half-ancestral's aura and power are enough to push the gods to their knees, and it also has a suppressive effect on the gods of the Tianzun level.
"Wow——"
Feng Tian used the power of the twelve aspects of destiny to create a hand seal.
Countless traces and energy ripples spread out from the palm of the hand.
However, this force that was enough to repel the Chongming Patriarch was easily dissipated by the demonic energy beam released from Baal's eyes.
"When you first entered the Tianzun level, you dared to confront the Half-Ancestor. Your courage is commendable."
Baal's voice was filled with a smile, and the demonic energy above his head gathered into a mountain-like sky pillar, which suddenly fell down, as if it was going to crush the Thunder Clan's ancestral world together.
Fengtian's eyes were cold and he hit the Heavenly Cauldron.
Driven by the ancestor's spirit, the Tianding quickly became huge while rotating.
Ancient and mysterious pictures and texts appeared on the tripod.
Herding cattle and farming, blazing fire from the sky, endless thunder, blessings and divine light...
These pictures and texts, from virtual to real, evolved into real worlds and scenes, with various destructive forces colliding with the magic pillars falling from the sky.
"Boom!"
When the dust dispersed, Fengtian still stood proudly under the Tianding, with his long hair flying and his clothes flowing.
It's picturesque yet chilling.
Under her feet, there was an additional temple of origin. The fighting spirit and murderous intent were even stronger than Baal's. She said: "The half-ancestor is nothing more than that! Baal, you should have died in ancient times. This era does not belong to you. The rules of heaven and earth stand before the master of this palace." Side."
Baal looked at the pictures derived from the Tianding, and he felt envious.
For top practitioners of the Path of Destiny, there are three things that are most crucial. They are so important that they may help them cross a realm to fight against the enemy.
They are: more than 50% of the secrets of destiny, Tianding, and the source of life.
Fengtian possesses both Tianding and Mingzu Divine Source, so one can imagine the increase in combat power.
Fortunately, she had just entered the Tianzun level for the first time. If she was already at the top of the Tianzun level like Xu Tian, it was hard to say whether she could be kept here today.
People like Baal quickly put away the distracting thoughts in their hearts and turned into joy. He smiled and said: "Great! The Heavenly Cauldron is so powerful. If I am in charge, it can definitely make up for all the weaknesses. Coupled with the divine source of destiny... the ancestor Who else can be my opponent?"
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Compared to Fengtian's calmness, the gods in the Twelve Phases of Destiny are much weaker in character.
After Baal appeared, many gods were already in chaos and could only maintain their superficial calmness.
After the Chongming Patriarch led the demon gods and began to attack the war city, this panic spread quickly.
Although there are several great ones in the formation, and the lack of cultivation has reached the peak of great freedom, but without the indestructible boundless one, there is no backbone.
Who can believe that a monk at the peak of infinite freedom can lead the gods to block a ninety-third-level spiritual monster?
Even if it could have been a fight, it would have ended in a disastrous defeat due to a lack of confidence.
Prajna saw that at least 30% of the gods developed negative emotions of fear, fear of war, and fear of death after being attacked by the spiritual power of Patriarch Chongming.
The power of the Twelve Phases of Destiny Divine Formation is declining rapidly.
"What are you afraid of? We have thousands of gods in formation, and there are more than twenty god kings and gods. What enemy is indestructible? If we don't kill the demons today, how can we promote the power of the Temple of Destiny?"
Prajna uses the "wrath" formula among the twelve signs of destiny, blends into the sound waves, and transmits the anger to the souls of every god, dispelling the fear in their hearts.
Among the twelve phases, the two phases of joy and anger originally represent the control of the monk's emotions and the control of consciousness.
"It's a bit capable, but it can't change the outcome."
Ancestor Chongming’s eyes were indifferent and he didn’t pay attention to the gods in the formation at all.
However, Baal's combat power disappointed him extremely, and it seemed that he would not be able to take down Feng Caiyi in a short time.
In the opinion of Chongming Patriarch, Baal must be afraid of the possible hidden strong men, so he did not dare to use his full strength.
How could there be so many hidden strong men?
Not wanting to have long nights and endless dreams, the Chongming Ancestor decided to make a quick decision, swaying a cyan light rain, controlling the sycamore tree, and pressing down on the planet-sized battle town.
In the roaring sound, the brilliance of the twelve gates of destiny formed by the twelve phases of destiny dimmed by one-fifth.
Dozens of gods from the Temple of Destiny fell, losing the power to activate the formation.
"Ancestor, we will help you break the formation and destroy the Temple of Destiny."
The gods of the demon race all fired their divine light and converged on the sycamore tree.
The Wutong Sacred Tree's divine glow is boundless, its roots penetrate the three realms, wrap up the twelve gates of destiny, and continuously impact the formation light curtain above the heads of the gods.
Xuetu's face was flushed but turned pale in an instant. He said: "If you have any trump cards, use them quickly. If the formation is broken, everyone will die. Aren't you also a sacred sycamore tree? Why is there such a big gap?"
Xueye Wutong no longer had any intention of quarreling with Xuetu. He stared upwards with his eyes fixed on the top and said: "We can only activate the last resort!"
"You really are hiding something from me."
Xuetu's face was full of astonishment. He couldn't believe that as Fengtian's most outstanding and proud disciple, there was something wrong that he didn't know about.
"During this period, you have been mysterious and mysterious, so Fengtian is naturally wary of you." Prajna said.
Xue Tu wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt bitter in his heart but did not dare to speak out.
Only when the truth is revealed in the future, these people will know whether his bloody heart is red or black.
"There is no self in the world."
Que Yan transformed the second-grade divine way he had cultivated. As the space beneath his feet shook, a secret world quickly unfolded, and there was actually a magnificent temple inside.
Not inferior to the Temple of Destiny located on Destiny Mountain.
"Ancient Realm!"
"This is...the Temple of Destiny. Master Feng rebuilt the destroyed Temple of Destiny..."
"What a profound fluctuation of destiny."
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In the ancient realm, the monks of the past generations of the Temple of Destiny are buried, and even the Temple of Destiny that was trampled to pieces by the Fudo Ming King is buried.
Seeing the reappearance of the temple, all the gods' blood boiled with excitement, and their fighting spirit, morale, and confidence were completely ignited.
Que shouted to the ancient realm: "Xu Zun, Soul Mother, you will be in charge of the Twelve Phases of Destiny Divine Array from now on!"
The Seven Masters, wearing talisman robes, walked out of the Temple of Destiny, holding a divine staff. The scene of the Death Tree of Time manifested behind them. The ninety-level spiritual power fluctuations escaped and merged into the Twelve Phase Divine Array of Destiny.
He is the Xu Zun of Tiannan Life and Death Ruins.
Ling Xi wore a long purple dress, her skin was as frosty as snow, and she walked out step by step from the boundless tomb forest. There were countless ghosts behind her. With the immortal and boundless aura, she looked at the ancestor of Chongming in the void and said: " The sky is perfect and indestructible, and together they preside over the Twelve Phase Divine Formation of Destiny. Ancestor, do you still have the confidence to break the formation?"
"That's right, Soul Mother's formation skills are the true inheritance of Di Chen. Are you afraid?" Xue Tu said.
"It's just you juniors? If Qing Cangruo is still alive, it's enough to let him preside over the formation."
Ancestor Chongming took a step forward, crossed the space, and appeared on the screen of the Twelve Phases of Destiny Divine Formation, suppressing all the power of the formation.
With his unfathomable mental power, he forcibly changed the rules of the formation.
Gradually, the formation screen was torn open by Chongming Ancestor.
"If Master is still alive, wouldn't it be easy to deal with you?"
The Seven Masters raised the staff above their heads. Suddenly, the brightness of the twelve gates of destiny became twice as bright. The cracks that were originally torn apart by Patriarch Chongming were re-closed in an instant.
Even Patriarch Chongming was shaken out.
Under Tian Yuan Wu Que's prompting, the Twelve Phases of Destiny Divine Formation began to exert its proper offensive power and was no longer just a passive defense.
