Chapter 3261: The three lotuses blossom and are called the Ancient Lord, the Immortal-Slaying Sword

Three rays of light flew out from the annihilation of heaven and earth, landed in the hands of the giant, and condensed into a giant axe. The giant axe in his hand swung, and the axe light crossed the endless void and fell in front of the saint of the holy clan.

"Chi!"

Several figures were split into two, and the holy blood was spilled, turning into secret realms. The remaining saints and great masters of the holy clan showed fear on their faces, their pupils shrank, and their bodies took a step back, not daring to move rashly.

On the other side, Xiao Yuanyan strode to the front of the nine ancestral veins, and with a leap, he had already jumped onto the thickest ancestral vein. The power of the soul surged out, sensing the heavens, and two rays of light shot out of his eyes, locking the position of Cang Xuantian. He raised his foot and stomped hard, like the main vein of a real dragon shaking, leaning down, unable to withstand the monstrous force, Xiao Yuanyan clenched his fists and blasted out suddenly, the chaotic void in front of him was shattered, and the endless power of space condensed into a dark passage, the other end of the passage connected to a sky domain.

Xiao Yuanyan drove the ancestral dragon vein and rushed into the space channel. Endless heaven and earth source energy poured into Cang Xuantian. It was so rich that it condensed into nectar and sprinkled all over the Shengzhou continent. It condensed into source dragon veins and hid in the deepest part of the earth, improving Cang Xuantian's foundation and strength.

Xiao Yuanyan then jumped again and landed on another extremely thick ancestral dragon vein. He punched again, and another space channel opened. The real dragon swam, and the ancestral energy poured into Hunyuantian. The source energy rain fell from the sky and sprinkled between heaven and earth. The concentration of source energy continued to increase, and billions of lives benefited from it, and their lifespans increased greatly and their strength increased.

Xiao Yuanyan's eyes were shining. He glanced at the fierce battle behind him, and his movements accelerated. He jumped onto other ancestral main veins one by one, opened the space channels of the remaining three major heavenly domains, and blasted the ancestral dragon veins into the five major heavenly domains.

"Bang!"

A shocking roar echoed, and the Dutian God and Demon formation was broken. The seven saints of the Saint Clan finally broke Pangu's true body and came to Xiao Yuanyan. Looking at the three ancestral dragon veins left, their faces were extremely green, and holy light flashed in their eyes. Astonishing murderous intent came out of them. Their black hair danced, and their murderous aura was astonishing. They said sternly.

"Damn human race, they actually took away all six ancestral dragon veins!"

"Hurry up, the remaining three ancestral dragon veins must not fall into the five major heavens of the various races!"

The holy light around the eight saints was bright and dazzling. The endless holy light turned the void into a world of light. The grand and pious sacrificial sound came from it, praising the majesty and holiness of the Holy God. A huge, majestic, holy and bright mountain condensed. This is the holy mountain of the Saint Clan, the place where the gods of the Saint Clan live, supreme and powerful.

Xiao Yuanyan stood on a main vein of ancestral energy, his face solemn, his sword-like eyebrows raised, and his starry eyes flashing with red-gold light, like two suns, shining on the heavens. Behind him, the shadow of Kunpeng appeared, like a fish but not a fish, like a bird but not a bird, with wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun, opening his mouth wide, swallowing the sky and the earth. The ancestral energy dragon vein under his feet immediately became thinner, and endless ancestral energy was poured into Xiao Yuanyan's body. His aura surged, and a terrifying pressure spread, covering the surrounding void, and time stagnated.

Xiao Yuanyan stepped on the ancestral energy dragon vein, which suddenly lowered and fell into the space channel. His figure was like a shot arrow, moving forward courageously, tragically and generously, and greeted the seven saints of the Holy Clan. Wherever he passed, the void was shattered, and countless space fragments gathered into a river under his feet, which was mighty and unstoppable, and bombarded the saints of the Holy Clan together.

A wisp of red-gold flame emerged from Xiao Yuanyan's head, gathering into a ball. Two holy lotus flowers bloomed, swaying in the holy fire, delicate and beautiful. Next to the two red-gold lotus flowers, a bud that had not yet bloomed slowly bloomed, full and round, pure and noble, with twelve grades of flowers. Inside, a supreme Daluotian was faintly born. A palace stood at the highest point of this sky, and a figure sat cross-legged in it, as if he had supreme power, suppressing the heavens and the worlds, the past, present, and future time and space, invincible, looking down on all living beings, like a god.

Xiao Yuanyan swallowed infinite ancestral energy, his cultivation level was improved again, and he condensed three red-gold holy lotuses, achieving the peak of the saint, becoming the fourth ancient lord of all races, one of the strongest under the innate gods.

Xiao Yuanyan stepped on the turbulent space, and the light between his eyebrows shone. An incredibly huge stone millstone appeared in the void. The stone millstone had mottled marks, exuding the breath of crushing the heavens, ending everything, and destroying everything. It was so terrifying that the souls of the saints of the holy clan stagnated and could not function.

Xiao Yuanyan formed seals with both hands, and aroused the most ancient and mysterious original power. A formation diagram condensed, and there were four supreme killing swords in the formation diagram.

This sword has four names, one is the sword of killing immortals, the second is the sword of killing immortals, the third is the sword of trapping immortals, and the fourth is the sword of exterminating immortals. This sword was hung upside down on the gate of the formation, thundering and shaking, and the sword light flashed. No matter how he was a god of eternal calamity, he could not escape destruction.

Xiao Yuanyan looked deeply at the formation diagram in his hand, and threw it casually. The formation diagram fell into the chaotic void and slowly unfolded, covering the bright and majestic holy mountain and the seven great saints of the holy clan. A purple divine thunder blasted out from the palm of his hand and fell into the formation diagram, activating this supreme killing formation.

In the formation, there was a sword for killing immortals hanging in the east, a sword for piercing immortals hanging in the south, a sword for trapping immortals hanging in the west, and a sword for destroying immortals hanging in the north. There were doors and windows in front and behind, which contained innate killing intent and gathered endless evil spirits. The killing aura was grim, the wind was whistling, the strange fog was swirling, the cold wind was blowing, sometimes hidden, sometimes visible, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, up and down repeatedly.

This Immortal Killing Sword Formation possesses supreme killing power. It can reset the geomantic omen, water, and fire, reopen the heaven and earth, recreate the universe, bring all things to nirvana, and extinguish all vitality in the world.

Xiao Yuanyan's face was as cold as ice, his eyes were cold, and he had murderous intent. He opened and closed his lips and let out a clear drink.

"kill!"

The four supreme killing swords vibrated together and shot out billions of sword lights, which were extremely condensed and unparalleled in sharpness. They struck the bright and sacred mountain. A series of sword marks appeared. In an instant, this holy mountain It had turned into countless fragments and collapsed completely. The sword light did not weaken at all, and rushed straight towards the seven saints of the saint clan, submerging them in the sea of ​​sword energy.

"Tskttttttttttttttt!!!"

The sound of the sword energy piercing the flesh continued to sound, accompanied by painful wails, and the infinite holy blood fell, evolving into secret realms of saints. Xiao Yuanyan rode the turbulent flow of space and rushed in, swallowing his corpse. He actually killed seven saints from the saint clan in one fell swoop, shocking everyone.

The great saints of all clans and saint clans stopped fighting, with incredible expressions on their faces, and looked at the figure stained red by the holy blood in shock. The overwhelming evil aura surged in, making them feel I couldn't help but feel the chill, and I couldn't help but stand up on my hair, like a prey being targeted by a tiger, extremely frightened.

Xiao Yuanyan's performance was really brutal. He first set up the Dutian Shensha Formation and killed several saints. Then he broke through to the realm of the ancient saints, condensed three holy lotuses, and used the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. , killed seven Saints of the Saint Race in one fell swoop. Although most of them were Yilian Saints, it was enough to shock everyone. Their achievements were brilliant and rare in the world.

However, Xiao Yuanyan had just exploded continuously. The source energy in his body was severely consumed, and his combat power was reduced to ten percent. He had reached the limit and was unable to blast the remaining two main veins of ancestral energy into the five heavens. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and he breathed. Heavy and rapid, the chest rises and falls violently, and the body trembles slightly. This is a sign of losing strength.

Seeing this, the great saints of all races did not care to continue fighting with the saints. They retreated in front of Xiao Yuanyan and protected him in the middle. The safety of this newly broken ancient saint cannot be compromised, and his importance is far beyond The remaining two main veins of ancestral energy.

The faces of the saints of the saints were extremely ugly, and their eyes showed shocking murderous intent. They stared at Xiao Yuanyan, who was protected by the saints of the saints. They wished they could rush over and kill him immediately, and then refine the blood source pill to provide for the dead clansmen. Revenge.

At this moment, two huge faces arrived, it was Ancient Sage Nanming and Ancient Lord Jinluo. They also noticed the changes here. The power came from across the air, and their bodies were still surging in the deepest part of the chaotic void. The fight is endless and there is no way to escape.

"You deserve to die. You actually dared to kill the saint of my holy clan. You are so audacious and wanton!"

"If you tribesmen don't hand over this person, our Holy Clan will definitely not give up!"

The huge face of Nanming Ancient Sage looked down at everyone, and a towering mountain appeared in the depths of his eyes. The mountain was densely covered with light patterns, shining with bright brilliance, sacred and bright, illuminating the entire chaotic void, countless The chanting sound came from the mountains, seeming to be praising the greatness of the gods, pious and fanatical.

The Ancient Sage of Nanming locked his eyes on Xiao Yuanyan, who was protected by everyone. Astonishing murderous intent filled the entire void. Mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerged. The scene was horrifying. The roar of anger was like the roar of thunder, continuous and echoing in everyone's hearts. In my ears, my eardrums were vibrating, and a tingling sensation filled my heart.

As Occupy's words filled with shocking murderous intent rang out, the aura of the Saints of the Saints surged and they joined together. A pair of eyes filled with evil energy pierced through the void and locked onto Xiao Yuanyan's figure.

"Nan Ming, you have such a loud voice!"

"Although your Saint Clan is strong, my Five Heavenly Territories are not made of clay. If you really want to have a fight, my Five Heavenly Territories will just accompany you. As for making friends, just dream!"

Fury showed on the huge face of Ancient Lord Jinluo, and he stared at the Saints of the Saint Clan with deep eyes. His attitude was extremely tough, and he was determined not to compromise, and he would not hesitate to fight even for this.

It was not easy for the various clans to give birth to an ancient lord, and he killed more than a dozen saints from the saint clan, narrowing the strength gap with the saint clan. This was something that greatly boosted the morale of the clans. Naturally, the ancient lord Jinluo wanted to protect Xiao. Yuan Yan will fight with the Holy Clan to the end and never give in.

Moreover, to take a step back, if Ancient Lord Jinluo agrees to hand over Xiao Yuanyan, a great hero of the five heavens, the other saints will definitely not agree. The clans and the saints are life and death enemies. Xiao Yuanyan He was abandoned because he killed the Saints. Who among the other tribes would dare to resist the Saints in the future? It would be better for the Five Heavenly Realms to surrender as soon as possible and crawl at the feet of the Saints again, allowing them to humiliate and enslave them.

The saints from the five heavens shouted angrily at the same time. The power of the saints exploded with surging momentum. They withstood the pressure of the saints and showed a tough attitude. In the nine heavens, nearly a hundred saints faced off, and their momentum was fierce. The agitation made the entire chaotic void become restless and boiling, with endless roars.

The chaotic void continues to collapse, and the terrifying scene like the destruction of the world is extremely horrifying. The eyes of the ancient saint Nanming flashed. At this time, the power of the saints is not dominant, and the awakening time of the saints has also been delayed. The situation is not good for the saints. Disadvantage, if you continue to entangle, it will only hurt both sides, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ancient Sage Nanming gave up on the decision to fight. He turned his eyes and looked at the last two main veins of ancestral energy. He felt aggrieved and spoke slowly.

"Jin Luo, I'll give you a face, but you tribes also need to show sincerity. These last two main lines of ancestral energy belong to my holy tribe!"

Xiao Yuanyan sent the seven ancestral veins in the chaotic void into the five heavenly realms, occupying 35% of the luck in this battle of the heavens, and the remaining two ancestral veins only occupied half of the luck.

Jinluo Guzun's eyes fluctuated, as if he was thinking, and after a moment of silence, he nodded slightly and agreed to this proposal.

"Nanming, these two ancestral veins will be given to your holy clan!"

In this battle of the heavens, the five heavenly realms of the clans have already taken the advantage and were the first to obtain 35% of the luck, which has exceeded the best results of the clans in the past.

The remaining 60% of the luck is fought in the three spaces of Tianyang Realm, Yuanying Realm, and Fayu Realm. According to past experience, at least 25% of the luck can be seized, which has exceeded 50% of the luck together. It can be said that the success of this battle of the heavens has far exceeded Jinluo Guzun's expectations.

"Let's stop with today's matter for now!"

"Your Saint Clan's plan failed this time, and you have shot yourself in the foot. The gain does not make up for the loss!"

Nan Ming's face darkened, a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Jin Luo, you are too early to be happy. My Saint Clan has won so many times. This small defeat does not affect the gap in strength between you and me. Can you five major realms still reverse the surging trend with this victory!"

Jin Luo Ancient Venerable was silent when he heard this. In this battle of destiny of the heavens, not all the Saint Clan's Saints and Great Venerables were dispatched. Not to mention others, only Nan Ming Ancient Venerable came here among the seven ancient saints of the Saint Clan, which shows how terrible the strength of the Saint Clan is.

"Hmph! An ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating one's own strength!"

Ancient Saint Nanming showed an arrogant smile on his face, and looked at the main vein of the ancestral energy. Two brilliant divine lights flew out of his eyes and turned into two divine chains, which tied up the main vein of the ancestral energy that exuded terrifying power, locked it tightly, and dragged it into the holy clan's heavenly domain. An extremely bright breath surged out, and the entire chaotic void echoed with praises of the holy sound, which made the saints of the five heavenly domains change color.

Xiao Yuanyan's eyes condensed slightly, and the powerful soul power merged into the endless void. Feeling the terrifying breath coming from the four heavenly domains of the holy clan, he felt a little heavy in his heart.

The four heavenly domains of the holy clan are, the Holy Ancestor Heaven, the Holy King Heaven, the Holy Spirit Heaven, and the Holy Dark Heaven.

Among them, the Holy Dark Heaven is the weakest, ranking seventh in the nine heavens of the Tianyuan Realm. Even the other three heavenly domains are extremely powerful.

Especially in the Holy Ancestor Heaven, there are many saints hidden inside. Its core is the Holy Mountain, the sleeping place of the Saint God, and the most heavily guarded place of the Saint Clan. The Seven Ancient Saints, the most powerful force of the Saint Clan besides the Holy God, have been in seclusion on this mountain all year round. Each of them is at the Three Lotus Realm, which is terrifying.

Xiao Yuanyan retracted his gaze and thought in his heart that the strength of the four heavenly realms of the Saint Clan far exceeds the five heavenly realms of the various clans. If they want to turn the tables, there is only one way, that is, to give birth to an innate god, only in this way can they compete with the Saint Clan.

"No wonder the Great Venerable Cangyuan and the Old Ancestor Cangxuan will protect Yaoyao at all costs. The third god transformed by the Heart of the Ancestral Dragon is the only hope for the various clans to fight against the Saint Clan!"

However, even the saints of the five heavenly realms have different attitudes towards Yaoyao, the future third god. Some support it, and some oppose it. Even the three ancient masters of the Guixu Temple have different attitudes towards this.

Jinluo Ancient Venerable is in favor of the advent of the third god. The attitude of the Emperor Dragon Ancient Venerable is completely opposite. He believes that the innate gods are all the same. The advent of the third god is harmful to all races and will cause all races to perish if they are not careful. Therefore, he firmly opposes the advent of the third god. The third Chiji Ancient Venerable neither supports nor opposes, and holds a neutral attitude.

Xiao Yuanyan sighed in his heart. Although Yaoyao was transformed by the heart of the ancestor dragon and the third god of the Tianyuan world, she was born too late. Even if she became a true god, she was not the opponent of the Holy God. This can be seen from the gap in strength between the Holy God and the ancestor dragon.

The ancestor dragon has been transformed into all things for many years. After the remaining will awakens, it can still severely injure the Holy God and make it fall into a deep sleep. The gap between the first sequence and the second sequence is like a natural moat.

"The fight here is over. The final outcome still depends on the juniors in the three-layer space!"

The ancient sage of Nanming looked down at the ancient source sky, his eyes piercing through the endless void and falling into the three-layer space. The Tianyang Realm, Yuanying Realm, and Fayu Realm masters of the five heavenly realms were constantly fighting, blood spilled in the sky, tragic and heroic.

In the chaotic void, the momentum of both sides was restrained, less tense, and they all looked into the three-layer space, quietly admiring the fight.

Xiao Yuanyan looked down and saw many familiar figures, the ten saints of Cangxuan Sect, the peak masters, the four pavilion members of Tianyuan Domain, the elders, and the five great elders. As a powerful master of the Fayu Realm, the Baiye clan leader was also allowed to redeem himself and enter the ancient source sky to fight with the powerful masters of the Fayu Realm of the Saint Clan.

The three-layer space was stained with blood everywhere, and countless strong men had fallen. One by one, the ancestral qi branches were discovered, and one by one, the ancestral qi main veins were connected. After an unknown amount of time, all the fighting was over, and the ancestral qi main veins in the three-layer space had been distributed. This battle for the destiny of the heavens finally came to an end.

The strength of the four heavenly realms of the Saint Clan far exceeded the five heavenly realms of the other clans, and they seized 40% of the destiny, almost sweeping the Tianyang Realm and Yuanying Realm of the five heavenly realms. Only in the realm of the law, the difference in strength between the two sides was not big, and they were evenly matched.

The final result of this battle of destiny among the heavens was that the five heavenly realms of the various races seized 55% of the ancestral energy, and the Saint Clan seized 45% of the ancestral energy in total, winning a small victory. This was also the first time in ten thousand years that the various races defeated the Saint Clan and gained a little advantage.

"This battle among the heavens is over, let's go back, people of the Saint Clan!"

The ancient saint of Nanming retracted his gaze and did not entangle with the saints of the five heavenly realms of the various races, and directly ordered.

As soon as the voice fell, the saints of the Saint Clan broke through the chaotic void and returned to the four heavenly realms of the Saint Clan. The holy light dissipated, and the void fell into darkness again.