Chapter 1177: : Breaking the Sky Knife

In the endless mana pouring knives, strong light appeared, like a bright moon, brilliant.

Madam Taiyi was expressionless, just standing there waiting for Canglian Immortal Venerable to display his peerless magical powers.

He wants to defeat Canglian Immortal Venerable with a frenzied attitude.

"Crazy guys are lunatics. Isn't he going to destroy the ancient immortal world?"

Mengwa yelled and cursed, and immediately stopped hesitating, turned and left quickly. Don't dare to stay one more minute.

Rumble...

The billowing thunder came in extremely fast, covering tens of millions of miles in the starry sky, and the vast sky was pressing on the sky above the ancient immortal world, making all creatures fearful.

Millions of immortals all looked at Canglian Immortal Venerable's scimitar in horror.

Most of them have participated in the battle 170,000 years ago, and they know this magical power against the sky!

Xu Haotian didn't worry that Taiyi would lose, so he instructed in his heart: "System, let's start summoning the super strong! I want to summon the super strong while watching the battle."

"Ding! The system is summoning super powers for the host."

The system prompt sounded, making Xu Haotian look at Canglian Xianzun full of playfulness.

Even if they were thousands of miles apart, Xu Haotian could feel the suffocating aura that soared into the sky, in the midst of the thunder and thunder, like the last days.

"The name of this knife is: the mad sword!"

Immortal Canglian said coldly. As soon as the voice fell, he slashed fiercely at the real Taiyi.

In an instant, countless sword auras spread in all directions, and the strong light illuminates the ancient immortal realm, and the strong below the Great Luo realm feels black.

The strong men above the Great Luo Jing were dumbfounded, and in their eyes the world seemed to be shattered by this knife, and the real person Taiyi was instantly overwhelmed by countless swords.

At this critical moment, Madam Taiyi suddenly opened his eyes and opened his arms. A fiery red mask suddenly appeared, covering Madam Taiyi firmly.

At the same time, the nine golden red Panlong roars directly rushed into the sky full of sword lights, shattering those invincible sword lights one after another.

Rumble of explosions one after another, sweeping away in all directions, Dijiang quickly blocked Xu Haotian's body, the ruins of the ancient immortal world below were directly swept up by the strong wind, the weak cultivation of the fairy soldiers and all the creatures are as dust, Swept away with the wind.

Rumbling...

Countless mountains and rivers bobbed down and huge peaks collapsed. Even the flying islands were shattered. The whole scene is like the end of the world. The countless monks who came to the ancient immortal world were shocked.

"What happened to the ancient immortal world?"

"Hiss---The ancient immortal world was destroyed? How is this possible?"

"Did Ancient Immortal Realm encounter a strong enemy? Who would dare to confront Canglian Immortal Venerable?"

"Flee now, don't go there, otherwise you will definitely die!"

"This breath, is it that Canglian Immortal Venerable is fighting the strong?"

I don't know how many years, the ancient immortal world was run by Canglian Immortal Venerable, but today it was ruined. What a pity!

That monstrous sword energy and nine golden dragons burst out from the ancient immortal realm, drifting into the endless void. The nearby stars were directly exploded. Like bombs, the prototype shock wave swept in all directions, and the scene was spectacular.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully summoning Diaochan, from the legend of wild history. Will the host be summoned again?"

In the squally wind, Xu Haotian heard the system prompt. He did not hesitate to choose to call again.

Diao Chan? Is your head caught in the door? Use it as a fart!

"Ding! The system starts to call again!"

With the sound of the system prompt, the ruining breath finally stopped.

Taiyi True Humanity Robe hunted, with his hands folded and sleeves, he looked at the distant Canglian Immortal Venerable, who was leaning on his knees, panting.