Vol 8 Chapter 4822: : Zulong Inheritor

Ye Mo flew out of the gods' wilderness, and turned around to see the emergence of too Cang, his **** of war, once again condensed a palm, slammed down.

This palm is no longer a simple one, because behind the soul of the **** of the heavens, there is also a huge phantom of Zulong, one palm with the majesty of the ancestors, suppressed.

"You are the ancestral inheritor?"

Ye Mo Meng’s shock, his face was unbelievable, and during the nine-ninth return to the law, Pantian’s big handprints came out and directly attacked with the help of the gods and gods.

The Pantheon handprint is such a supreme god, and with the **** of war, it is simply open to the earth and destroy the world.

Bang!

The ghost of the Dragon and the battle of Ye Mo’s big handprints collided together. Ye Mo’s entire body, retreating again and again, as for the too pale, it is also a step backwards, even his gods, the soul, the light They all dimmed a point.

His eyes are also strangely flashing: "Well, my gods are fighting the soul, but with five kinds of powers combined, you have combined three forces, and you can suppress me by one point. It is a ancestral inheritor." what."

"You are really a ancestral inheritor!"

A trick is to fight down, Ye Mo did not doubt again, very sure, the other party is the same as him, is the cultivation of the invincible star Yulong soul, is the inheritance of the Zulong.

The ancestral inheritor saw the ancestral inheritor, not that you died or that I died.

"You are a magical star, not only the source of power, but also the ancestral inheritors. If so, then you are not dead!"

The **** of the gods of the heavens, directly grabbed a long sword, and when it was smashed, the star was spinning, and the surrounding stars were madly gathered together.

A large number of Xingyu particles, gathered together, actually formed a huge shape of the god, can tear the stars, wherever they go, everything is nothing.

Ye Mo looked at the figure, and the eyes flashed out of the way, and the means of the other side had really surpassed the martial arts.

"The wind is ridiculous!"

Ye Mo did not hesitate, directly sacrificed the eternal life, was caught in the hands of the gods of the gods, swiftly waved a stick, hit the wind and the smashing stick method, countless storms, running through the stars, swept out, crazy Hit the huge form.

Time, the huge form, began to tremble.

Ye Mo did not stop, urging the gods of the gods to the extreme, madly waving the eternal crossing, truly turning into the eternal crossing of the pillars, one stroke and one trick, the power is getting stronger and stronger, compared to the chaos of the year. Law, I don’t know how many times to be strong.

The last stick, the countless storms, gathered together directly to form a storm that truly penetrated the heavens and the earth, vast and innocent, without boundaries, directly condensing the shape of the star-shaped particles, directly breaking through the fragmentation.

Too fading face changes slightly, directly impacted, countless stars gathered from the stars, guiding the power of the surrounding, gathered in the soul of the gods, formed a layer of armor, bursting out of golden light.

This is the power of the world that truly relies on thousands of particles, making the power of the gods of heaven and earth rise again.

"Kid, it is a ancestral inheritor, there are some means, if you are too weak, the dragon soul I charge, may not be strong, swordsong dragon anger!"

The voice of Tai Cang, along with the means of his own play, the soul of the gods behind him, once again smashed a sword, all the swords, crazy extraction of the world power of all particles, killing, At the same time, among the stars, the phantom of the ancestors descended and roared, turning into the sound of the dragon.

In this roar, the surrounding Xingyu area began to distort.

Ye Mo saw, his face changed slightly, the **** of war was also fiercely throwing a palm, the huge ancestral phantom appeared, smashed a palm, countless Xingyu particles shocked out, directly will be too pale The sword strokes resisted.

Two or two collisions, the whole piece of star madness swayed, and some of the particles around it have completely disappeared into nothingness.

"It is a collision between the ancestors of the ancestors, and the monk from the gods is absolutely extraordinary. No matter what the outcome of this war, Yemo has no advantage."

In the realm of the gods, the different emperors watched this battle, and the eyes were also strange colors.

"Yemo's strength has become stronger again. It seems that he has also achieved the perfection of Wu. I am now fighting him, not necessarily his opponent."

Luo Sheng said slowly.

"You are indeed not his opponent. Even if he is promoted to eternal, he is not his opponent. He condenses the soul of the gods. This alone is far less than him."

The different emperors could not help but say: "However, the result of this war is no longer important. What is important is that Ye Mo will die."

"Why?"

Luo Sheng is puzzled.

"The ancestral inheritor can promote the epoch of the eternal era, its identity is absolutely not ordinary, the general monk, even the eternal power, can not carry out the eternal era of jumping, this is contrary to the heavenly road ~www.wuxiaspot. Com~ Unless it is certain powers that can be part of the role of the gods."

The different emperor explained: "So, his means are definitely not present at present. It is very likely that there are more means to be hidden. Both of them are ancestral inheritors, and they will definitely kill."

For the sneak peek of this war, Ye Mo naturally did not know. He looked at the other side with a gloomy look, and couldn’t help but think of the scene in the Dragon Pavilion.

In the future, he will surely encounter many ancestral inheritors. Once he sees it, he will never die.

This is too pale, but the monk from the gods, the background is definitely not weak, if he directly kills it, it will certainly cause trouble.

However, if he is not killed, the other party will certainly not give up.

Thinking of this, his eyes are also wiped out of murder.

Since the other party wants to kill him, he will absolutely not be able to spare each other. He Ye Mowei is trying to say goodbye to the heavens. He has to say goodbye to his loved ones. Later, on the road of spiritual practice, he is truly alone.

He, who are you afraid of?

Moreover, Ye Mo also got a message from the other's mouth, that is the dragon soul, this too Cang said to kill him, to capture the dragon soul, that is to say, the dragon dragon inheritor has a dragon soul, perhaps, This kind of dragon soul has great help for the ancestral inheritors. As long as he kills too Cang, he can also get the dragon soul from his opponent.

"Is your ancestral means just now?"

Too faint smile, hands behind his back, said: "Any ancestral inheritor has mastered a martial arts means. In fact, every ancestral means is only a trick of Zulong 72. I What I just showed is the thirty-ninth style of Zulong's seventy-two style. The sword is angered. However, I have killed two Zulong inheritors, got two dragon souls, and mastered two ancestors. Dragon seventy-two."