Ling Yuanzi's palm shot, the void in front of him suddenly annihilated, I saw a half-meter-sized palm instantly condensed, turned into a shadow of lightning to the sword dust.

The face of Jian Chen has become very dignified. He has been locked tightly by a huge pressure. This pressure is not from a yang, but from the palm of a yang. .

In the face of this palm, which is completely condensed by energy, Jian Chen’s heart has a kind of thought that cannot be avoided. It seems that no matter how he avoids himself, he can’t avoid the pursuit of this palm.

In the heart of Jian Chen’s heart, the single-handed sword was changed to a double-handed sword. The Emperor’s artifact was lifted over his head by the top of his head. He tried his best to throw out a few swords in an instant, only to see a strong sword and cut through the sky. Straight line shot to the palm of a yang.

The balance of Yiyangzi contains powerful and unimaginable power. When the swords and the palms collide, they are dissipated, but the palms are not lost. They continue to fight against the sword dust, but the power is passing through the sword. After the weakening, it has weakened a lot.

"Touch." The palm of the hand condensed with energy was unrelentingly hit on the body of Jian Chen. The chaotic body of Jian Chen was instantly broken, and even the gold silk armor could not resist it. His whole chest was deep. The collapse has entered, and the bones on the chest have broken.

A snoring sound came from the throat of Jian Chen. His mouth had blood flowing out of his mouth. The whole body was beaten and flew out, and it took a few kilometers to stabilize.

In the heart of Jian Chen, there was a sudden sigh of relief. The power of a yang was far beyond his imagination. His casual palm had such a terrible power after the weakening of the sword, which made him feel deeply shocked.

At this time, the remaining elders of the Yuanzong and a group of sacred kings also came out of the door of space. When they saw the Lingyuanzi gods who were taken by a yang son, they all looked big. Surprised, but immediately replaced by a sky-wrenching anger, watching the sword dust with a fierce gaze.

"Ling Yuanzi was hurt by you. Who are you, dare to hurt the elders who guarded the family's one yuan, and lived impatiently." One of the elders standing in the forefront glared at the sword. Dust and shouted, full of majesty.

"He...he...he is the sword dust we are looking for. He came back with the Tianyi Tiger." Ling Yuanzi’s Yuanshen said, his tone is weak.

"What, he is Jian Chen." Ling Yuanzi's words are amazing, so that all the Yuanzong people are shocked, one by one staring at Jian Chen with amazement, his eyes are incredible.

"How is this possible? Jian Chen clearly has only the strength of the Holy King, but the person in front of him is a strong man of the Holy Emperor. It is impossible to be Jian Chen, Ling Yuanzi, will you admit the wrong person?" One of the elders of the sect said that he did not believe that he would never believe that someone could upgrade from the strength of the Holy Trinity to the realm of the Holy Emperor in a few years.

"It is him, it can't be wrong. In that year, he used the gods to bring down the gods. Even if it turned into ash, I also recognized it. You see, the little beast on his shoulder is Tianyi Shenhu." Ling Yuanzi said.

It is said that the eyes of all the Yuanzong people are all gathered together on the little white tiger on the shoulder of Jian Chen. At this moment, the little white tiger is still standing firmly on the shoulder of Jian Chen, staring at a pair of bright little eyes. A group of people in the Yuanzong, the hair on it has become a little messy under the impact of the violent energy aftermath, and has not suffered the slightest injury.

Jian Chen silently runs the power of chaos in the body. The metamorphic healing ability of the chaotic body is perfectly reflected in this moment. I saw that the injury on his chest is recovering rapidly, and the broken bone is also growing again. I noticed that the Yuanyuan people looked at Xiaobaihu’s eyes, and Jian Chen’s heart could not help but reveal a sneer.

After a while, the eyes of a yang son flashed, and finally confirmed the identity of the little white tiger, revealing the hot color, said: "I feel a faint pressure from it, it really is a heavenly tiger, not Incorrect."

After listening to a yangzi, all the strongmen of Yiyuanzong suddenly became excited. One by one, they looked at Xiaobaihu’s eyes full of greed, as if the white tiger was not a Warcraft, but a value. Liancheng treasures.

"Too good, I didn't expect that we would first meet Tianyi Shenhu. This Tianyi Tiger is our one yuan sect. Jian Chen, although you have an emperor artifact, but it is not our opponent, or 乖乖Hand over Tianyi Shenhu, don't force us to do it for you." One Yuanzong, a elder elder, laughed, as if Tianyi Shenhu was already in their pocket.

The dust of the sword dust is disdainful. The emperor's artifact points directly to the elder who spoke. He provoked: "I want Tianyi Shenhu, even if I come up, I am afraid that you will not have this ability."

"Hurricane." The elders who were too angry were rushing forward to fight with Jian Chen, but they were stopped by a yang.

Yiyangzi slowly stepped forward and stared at Jian Chen with a dull gaze. He said: "Ling Fengzi, you are not his opponent. Tianyi is a big deal. We must take advantage of other major guardian families before we arrive. Under the celestial tiger, never spend too much energy, let me come." As soon as the voice fell, a yang was volleyed one step at a time, and immediately a space ripple appeared at his feet, causing his body to suddenly disappear. When it reappeared, it has crossed over a dozen miles to appear in front of Jian Chen, and stretched out the big hand and grabbed it directly toward the little white tiger on the shoulder of Jian Chen.

The corner of Jian Chen’s mouth showed a sneer, and the thoughts moved, and the Eight Gods Temple immediately emerged and stood in front of him, blocking a Yangzi from grabbing the palm of Xiaobaihu.

The sudden appearance of the temple surprised a yangzi, and the hand of Xiaobaihu’s hand was stopped in the air. The eyes were surprised and snorted: “This is the temple of the Holy Emperor. I didn’t expect you to not only get it. There is an emperor artifact, and there is also a temple of the Holy Emperor."

The sudden appearance of the temple not only surprised a Yangzi, but even the few former Yuanzong elders and many powerful people were very surprised.

Jian Chen did not pay attention to the surprised expression of the people. The Eight Gods Temple suddenly magnified under the control of his mind, and then expanded to a thousand feet in size, suspended like a cloud.

Jian Chen took the little white tiger and flew into the temple. The loud voice came from the temple: "The people of the Yuanzong, I want to see how you can steal the Tianyi Tiger from my hands today. Come over, my sword dust will follow." Jian Chen's tone is full of arrogance, ** naked provocation of the majesty of the Yuanzong.

A Yangzi’s face was iron and blue, and he said with great anger: “Jian Chen, don’t think that you can have a **** in the temple of the emperor. Can you really think that I can’t help you? Let’s get out of it.” The energy fluctuations of the cockroaches agitated on the body of a yang, and turned into a huge palm of the hand of a hundred feet in front of him.

"boom."

In the loud noise, the Eight Gods Hall suddenly swayed fiercely, but it quickly stabilized. The powerful palm of a Yangzi hit the temple of the Eight Gods, and it was impossible to damage the temple.

At this time, the Eight Gods Temple flew to the top of a Yangzi, and then directly fell from the sky, the huge temple base pressed down on the top of a Yangzi, and wanted to drop a Yangzi into the ground.

A yang, who was aware of the intention of Jian Chen, was angered by the angry anger. Although he could avoid it, the pride in his heart and the dignity of the top leader on the Tianyuan continent simply did not allow him to avoid.

A yangzi screams in the sky, and the energy of the scorpion oscillates around his body, causing the surrounding void to continually distort. At the same time, the strength of the heavens and the earth and the power of the invisible and infinite world are constantly coming together, eventually forming. On one side, there is a slap in the face of a hundred feet, and the base of the temple is continuously bombarded. I want to fly the temple with great strength.

But in front of this eight-sacred temple, the elders of the temple are helpless. Although a yangzi has the strength of the elders of the temple, how can he block the speed of the temple’s whereabouts, and his body is being pushed fast by the temple? Falling, getting closer and closer to the ground.

A few elders in the distance saw this scene, and their faces were all sinking. One of them immediately shouted: "We hurry to help a yang."

Several elders and elders of the Holy King did not hesitate. They quickly flew toward the Eight Gods Temple and wanted to combine the power of the people to withstand the Eight Gods.

But all of them together, still can not stop the whereabouts of the temple, I saw that the Eight Gods Temple pressed a large group of people to continue to fall without losing the speed, and finally squatted on the ground.

"boom."

The ground moved, the whole land was shaking violently, and the surrounding mountains cracked a large crack. I saw a huge deep pit in the place where the Eight Gods Temple fell. The whole temple disappeared. On the horizon, it has fallen deeply into the ground.

The Yuanzong sect includes all the strong men, including the elders of the elders, all of which were thrown into the ground by the temple.

The ground outside a few miles suddenly burst, and all the strong ones of the Yuanzong had opened a passage from the bottom of the earth and flew out of the temple. They saw that all of them were gray-faced, wolf-stained, and covered with dirt.

Although they did not suffer serious injuries, the lost face was even worse than killing them.

The top ten guardian families of the Tianyuan Continental were forced to be so embarrassed by a junior, which made everyone in the Yuanzong feel a shame.

For them, this is definitely a shameful shame that can never be washed.

"Sword dust." A Yangzi can no longer remain calm, and the sky is full of anger, the voice is full of strong anger and the murder of the sky. At this moment, the anger of a yang son has reached the point of no more. It is.

"I oh, Jian Chen, today I am not murdering you, ah," Ling Shizi, standing next to a yang, spit out a weed in his mouth and angered at the sword dust. Sound, eyes red, covered with bloodshot,

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