Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 266 Diligence and thrift are traditional virtues

The big cauldron was as heavy as Mount Tai, killing any murderous intent. The Nine Palaces array kept shaking, making crackling sounds.

The formation left by a generation of ancient fighting saints was broken, and after all, it couldn't resist Long Xuan's power.

After the big formation was broken, it radiated endless impact, and the nine sky demon puppets who were comparable to Dou Zun's powerhouse turned into powder.

"The methods left by the ancient Dou Sheng can't help Long Xuan, he really embarked on this road."

People in the Soul Palace refer to the road to becoming a Dou Emperor, and only the true Dou Sheng warriors are truly on the road.

"This scourge is invincible, at least in this world."

Tang Zhen, the owner of Fenyan Valley, was completely desperate, and he gave up the idea of ​​revenge.

As for the true fighting saints, except for the ancient races who have the confidence to fight, who else can fight with them?
"The bones of the strong fighting saint are finally in hand."

At this moment, Long Xuan is in immortal body mode. He can hold the entire hall with one hand, making him look extremely huge.

When the big hand was pressing on the skeleton, an accident occurred, and a terrifying aura continued to condense.

Dou Sheng's skeleton is like a black hole, sucking in the spiritual energy in the mountains, and its momentum is rising steadily.

"I have an ominous premonition, it seems that a wild beast has resurrected."

As an ancient virtual dragon, Zi Yan trembled instinctively, as if she sensed something extraordinary.

Then the Dou Sheng skeleton stood up, its body emitting golden light, and it looked like a skeleton.

"It's unreasonable. These bones can be resurrected."

Long Xuan's eyeballs are about to fall off, is this intentional, to target himself.

"I am the Holy Creator."

The skeleton opened its mouth, and a voice came over, echoing continuously in the hall.

"The bones have spoken...the bones can actually stand up and speak?"

The people of the Soul Palace often capture the soul body, so they have naturally encountered countless strange ghosts.

They have seen the dead resurrected and zombies born, but they have never heard of skeletons being resurrected.

"The Ancient Fighting Saint is really extraordinary, are you going to fight me?"

Long Xuan could tell that the skeleton in front of him could only exist for a short period of time, and it would still be broken when the time came.

"You are not cultivating battle qi, your strength is comparable to that of a fighting saint...

Now I am only a skeleton, fighting you is not bullying you. "

Fortune Dousheng saw through the weirdness in Long Xuan's body at a glance, and was eager to fight with him.

"If you want to fight, then fight."

Long Xuan also wanted to experience the strength of the Dou Sheng powerhouse, so as to judge his own strength.

A few days ago, the duel with Fighting Saint Kunhuang was just to the point. Although he had the upper hand, it didn't explain anything.

"Returning to the Alien Fire..."

Long Xuan is summoning the strange fire in his body, intending to show the strongest combat power he currently possesses.

A cyan lotus flower is pure and dusty, forming a sword array on the huge body.

Not daring to be careless when facing Long Xuan, an ancient fighting saint, Hai Xinyan turned into a blue battle armor and put it on his body.

As for the feet, there is an extra pair of snake-shaped red boots, which enhances his speed and reaction ability.

"Hooho..."

With a roar, the nine-headed giant flood dragon obediently turned into a crown and put it on top of Long Xuan's head.

Bone Spirit Lenghuo formed a forest-white rope and tied it to Long Xuan's waistband, exuding a little bit of cold air.

The three thousand flames at the bottom of the press box turned into a heart-guard, tightly covering Long Xuan's chest.

"You...you...you have six kinds of strange fire..."

After seeing such luxurious attire, the Holy Creator was speechless.

Qinglian's inner fire serves as the background for this disaster...

Hai Xinyan is the body armor he wears...

Falling Heart Flame is a pair of combat boots, stepped on by his two feet...

Kowloon Thunder Ganghuo is the hat you wear...

As for the coldness of the bone spirit, it was even more extreme, and it was just to tie up the trousers for this scourge.

Relatively speaking, among the six different fires, only Sanqianyanyanhuo had the best luck, and was regarded as a protective mirror by him.

"Ahem, I finally know the reason why Big Brother Long is called a great disaster."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but want to laugh seeing the crowd of Dou Zun's impulse to kill.

"This big bad guy, my aunt wants to beat this extravagant guy to death."

Looking at the different fires one after another, Zi Yan's saliva drools three feet, and she can't wait to rush over.

"Hey, I don't like luxury the most. You should know that diligence and frugality are traditional virtues!"

Long Xuan expressed his feelings in the hall and sighed.

"What are you so thrifty about?"

"I've never seen such a brazen person..."

The three outlooks of the Dou Zun strong men were regenerated, and they were nearly collapsed by Long Xuan's words.

If this is not a luxury, then they are beggars, and mistakes are worse than beggars.

"I don't know how a guy like you can cultivate to this level?"

The skeleton of the Saint of Creation couldn't help but shake its head. It had never seen such a strange Saint.

Or it has fallen behind, practitioners of this era are so shameless.

"What is cultivation, it doesn't exist, if you don't coax, you just fight."

After hearing Long Xuan's words, the skeleton of the Holy Creator almost fell to the ground.

It swore that it would never talk to Long Xuan again even if it was beaten to death. It was simply killing its bones!

The sage made a move, and a huge force of space appeared around him, turning into an iron fist.

The fist continued to expand, using the power of space to slash at Long Xuan, trying to crush his head.

"boom……"

This punch was ordinary, but Long Xuan also used his right hand to engage in a head-on confrontation.

The power of the strange fire on Long Xuan's fist was very strong, and the huge iron fist was shattered.

"Pfft..."

In the first fight against the Holy Creator, he was at a disadvantage. His bones were beaten back and forth, and he almost couldn't stand still.

"Low-level fighting skill of heaven level: Daqian Fortune Palm."

This time it used all its strength, it was no longer a test, but a final duel.

The skeleton's hands touched the air respectively, quickly forming two small worlds.

Opening up a small world is the basic ability of a fighting saint, and ordinary fighting saints can do it, so it is not difficult.

After the formation of the two small worlds, they continued to evolve, and finally condensed into two huge palm prints.

These two palm prints are still merging, sweeping the energy contained in the world.

"Whoosh..."

As expected, the Heaven Rank Fighting Technique was not blown out, a palm print comparable to half a mountain range appeared in the air.

"The Ancient Fighting Saint is too strong, and Long Xuan may not be able to withstand this scourge."

This is the opinion of everyone in the Soul Palace. The main reason is that the Skeleton Fighting Saint is too strong and too terrifying.

"Whether he can bear it or not, we have to believe that he can do it."

The rest of the people couldn't laugh or cry, if Long Xuan couldn't bear it, then everyone would die.

Under such terrifying palm prints, their Dou Zun level strength is basically instantly killed.

"Strike the universe with a tripod, the battle against the sky is today."

Long Xuan also showed a dignified expression, the attack of the Holy Creation in front of him was several times stronger than that of the Kunhuang a few days ago.

(End of this chapter)