Tian Yuan

The God King flew backwards for tens of thousands of miles, and the law of the extreme spear light remained at the wound site, which would not dissipate in a short time.

At the same time, many blood vessels in Chen Qingyuan's body burst, his skin opened, and light golden blood flowed out, soaking his battle robe and splashing into the starry sky.

By using the way of foundation, he absorbed a large amount of the Emperor Marks of Killing Intent. Only in this way could he find a flaw in the God King and thus find a way to break the situation.

Her hair was flying and her clothes were torn.

Holding a silver spear, he stood proudly at the top, looking down at the universe with his eyebrows lowered, looking down on the ages with great power.

"Oh my god! Your Majesty can still have the upper hand. It's unbelievable."

"The realm restrictions of the laws of heaven cannot restrain Your Majesty at all."

"Such a monster is hard to find in the ages."

"If it weren't for the red-dressed girl in Tianyuan, who in this life could compete with Your Majesty for the opportunity to attain enlightenment?"

Only the top powerful ones could watch it, and they kept exclaiming in amazement, with fear in their eyes.

"clatter..."

Like a battlefield at the beginning of chaos, the Six-Fingered God King walked slowly towards them. In the depths of his empty, dark eyes, there seemed to be a lack of fluctuations of forbidden power.

The war is not over yet, and Chen Qingyuan still has a long way to go.

"Rumble..."

At this moment, there was a noise in the Jinxue restricted area not far away.

The snowflakes were drifting like heavy rain.

No matter how terrible the war was, no matter how much turmoil it caused, it could not affect the restricted area. At most, the surface iceberg would split and the jade tree would be shattered.

It won't be long before everything returns to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Some corners of the Jinxue restricted area are filled with an ancient atmosphere.

A dazzling golden light tore through the silent sky. The whispers of an ancient Buddha rang out between heaven and earth. Millions of Buddha patterns started from the forbidden area and spread to all directions of the starry sea.

The flawless Buddhist rhythm dispelled the power of chaos and made the darkness retreat. Countless Buddhist patterns surged on the battlefield, and in some places, vortexes of Buddhist light formed.

"Om-"

The Buddha's sound is lingering and spreads to the heavens.

A monk in a white cassock stepped out of the restricted area, his eyes lifeless and the Buddha's light shining upon him.

Buddha, Kasyapa.

According to ancient records, Kasyapa Buddha was born with a pure Buddhist heart. When he was born, he attracted phantoms of Buddha all over the sky, and the Buddha's light covered an area of ​​80 million miles. He can be called a natural born Buddhist.

Later, no accidents happened and it became the pinnacle of that era.

On the surface, he was using Buddhism to attain enlightenment, but in reality, he practiced both Buddhism and physical skills. His combat power was astonishing, far surpassing most of the emperors who had attained enlightenment.

The Buddha walked slowly towards us with only one arm.

Golden lotus steps and Buddhist patterns cover billions of miles of starry sky.

"Buddha... Buddha!"

The ancestors of all tribes cried out in shock and were extremely horrified.

"Amitabha."

The Buddhist monks were shocked for a long time. Thousands of words turned into this whisper. The shock between their brows was so strong that it seemed difficult to fade away.

"You really don't give Your Excellency any chance to survive!"

Many people began to tremble uncontrollably. Then, their faces were filled with fear and they made sounds like mortals seeing ghosts and gods, which were creepy, sharp and piercing.

One God King is already an unsolvable situation. If another Buddha comes, the balance of the battlefield will be broken.

"Ow—"

The changes in the battle situation had not yet ended when suddenly a dragon's roar was heard, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell. It carried an extremely eerie meaning, resounding throughout the universe. The dragon's might was vast and shook the myriad worlds.

"Dragon Roan!"

The heroes trembled, their knees weakened, and they all wanted to kowtow.

"thump......"

Let’s not pay attention to other races for now. All dragon creatures, or bloodlines related to the dragon clan, no matter how high or low their cultivation level is, will kneel down at this moment and worship devoutly, with the ultimate awe coming from their bloodline. Anyone who resists will be tortured by the power of their bloodline.

"The Great Emperor of our clan."

This group of old loaches from the Dragon Clan knelt in the void, looking at the battlefield from afar, their mouths open, their eyes as big as copper bells, their whole bodies trembling, and the coldness sweeping through every inch of their bodies and souls.

A dragon skeleton thousands of feet long rose into the air from an abyss.

The dragon bones are snow-white and as pure as jade.

Although without flesh and blood, the dragon's might still remains.

Slowly rise to the sky and look down at the universe.

"The power of the ancient forbidden area is so terrifying."

Everyone who saw this scene lost their minds and looked terrified.

With the realm of Divine Bridge and the bodies of the three ancient emperors facing each other with their might intact, how can we defeat them?

At this moment, even those who had always believed in Chen Qingyuan began to waver in their hearts, and could not think of any way to survive this disaster.

However, this is not over yet.

There are also many supreme divine patterns flowing, like streams of water, winding and flowing, slowly occupying this world.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, a roar like thunder shook all the realms in the Northern Wilderness. Countless strong men were frightened out of their bodies, their faces turned pale, and they could not utter a single sound.

The starry sky was so dark and oppressive that even the Buddha's light could not cover it.

The black shadow outlined a terrifying giant beast, its majestic power seemed to shake the whole world.

A burly figure tore through the void and appeared somewhere on the battlefield.

He was of large build, about thirteen feet tall.

The temperament is heroic and cannot be violated.

Thousands of dark ripples covered his body, and his face was covered with dense black Dao marks. The emperor's might was like a raging flood, sweeping across the galaxy for thousands of miles, standing side by side with the other emperors, and his momentum was not weaker in the slightest.

"Lord Kunpeng!"

The old fellows of the ancient clan recognized who this person was at a glance and cried out in horror.

“I never thought that one day I would be able to see the heroic figure of my ancestor in this way.”

The people of the ancient Kunpeng clan had awe on their faces, imagining the most glorious scene of their clan. They must have been extremely proud and envied.

Before everyone could react, two more waves of royal power came.

One was wearing a light white robe, and the other was wearing a green brocade robe.

They appeared almost at the same time and appeared before the eyes of the world.

"Ancestor!"

The people of the Linqian ancient clan shouted loudly, feeling shocked and surprised.

The king in white is Emperor Lin Qian. His original body was once a snow lotus, which absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and entered the Tao, creating a story of his time.

The Green-robed Emperor is the ancestor of the ancient Yuqing clan.

It was originally a green grass growing on the edge of a cliff. It had great luck and accidentally obtained a drop of spiritual liquid that fell from the sky. It transformed into a human form and began a legendary journey.

"The emperor of our clan is still as heroic as ever."

When the Yuqing people saw the figure of their ancestor, they were shocked to the extreme and shouted excitedly.

The battlefield area was filled with an extremely solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Chen Qingyuan faced the six ancient kings alone, standing with a gun in his hand, his expression unchanged.

A powerful being from ancient times, with nearly complete strength.

Faced with this situation, Chen Qingyuan had no chance of winning at all.

Knowing this, he still did not retreat.

"Everyone, long time no see!"

Not only was there no trace of fear on Chen Qingyuan's face, but instead there was a hint of a long-lost feeling, as if he had been waiting for this scene for a long time.