Fantasy: Get Chaos Holy Body Dao Embryo At The Beginning

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"boom!"

A mountain below trembled violently, and the top of the mountain, more than ten meters high, collapsed in an instant, like dust, and was collected into the golden fairy pot at once.

"Crack!"

That big mountain, the rest of the mountain, is still crumbling, and endless rocks are rolling down from the mountain, rushing into the golden fairy pot.

This is a terrifying picture that makes the heart, liver, and gallbladder tremble. The golden fairy pot is extremely powerful and terrifying, and it can swallow mountains and rivers with anger, and lift mountains and seas.

Even though Ye Ditian forcibly punched out with his sea god power, he was still pulled down by the golden fairy pot below, and was about to be put into the pot.

At this moment, the glass flickered, and the cork flew back, pressing down on Ye Ditian, intending to smash him into the pot and seal him up again.

Ye Ditian's eyes were cold, and he let out a soft chirp, and with a purple-gold fist shining with a trace of chaotic breath, he punched the cork and knocked it flying.

"receive!"

In the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, the son of the Immortal Emperor Zhun, with an anxious expression on his face, spewed out three mouthfuls of blood in succession, and shot into the golden fairy horse. 10

Combine the mind and spirit with the fairy pot, mobilize the divine power of the whole body, and stimulate the fairy pot.

"Boom..."

Below, endless mountains and rocks rolled down, and ancient trees rose up from the ground, all flying to the sky. Inside the black hole, the scene was terrifying.

That broken mountain collapsed more than 30 meters away again at this moment, and was taken in by the horrific fairy pot, and then turned into ashes directly.

The Golden Immortal Pot seems to be able to refine all things. The mouth of the pot is like a black hole, as if it is connected to the abyss of hell. It is bottomless, so it is terrifying.

"when!"

Ye Ditian was forcibly pulled down from a high altitude by the black hole, but he was not sucked into the pot.

Because the moment his feet touched the fairy pot, he stepped heavily on the mouth of the pot, like an ancient god, smashing on it.

Between the heaven and the earth, there was a loud noise, the sound was like Huang Zhong Dalu, piercing gold and cracking stones, and the mountains below were trembling violently.

Many of the monks watching the battle from a distance looked extremely painful, covered their ears with their hands, let out a scream, and fell from the sky.

Not far away, in the Ancient Palace of Yin and Yang, Immortal Emperor Zhun's parents and sons had bleeding from their mouths and noses, their complexions suddenly became extremely white, and their bodies trembled.

"This...……"

On the side of the Ancient Yin Yang Temple, the Immortal Emperor Zhun's parent-child incarnation, with an anxious look on his face, he played with a golden bracelet.

If it is too far away from Ye Ditian, it will not be able to hurt Ye Ditian at all.

On the contrary, if it is too close, it may be swallowed by the golden fairy horse.

Ye Ditian's feet were deeply branded on the mouth of the pot, facing the fairy pot the size of a mountain.

He firmly fixed himself, his body seemed to be rooted in the fairy pot.

Even if the power of devouring is extremely powerful, it is difficult to shake him.

"boom!"

The fist that shone with purple-gold divine light, flowing with traces of chaotic breath, was repeatedly smashed at the mouth by Ye Ditian.

It made a loud noise, deafening, and powerful.

"puff!"

In the ancient palace of yin and yang, the son of the Immortal Emperor Zhun spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body trembled violently.

In order to activate the Golden Immortal Pot, it is necessary to provide a huge amount of divine power, which is continuously input, and he seems to be integrated with the Golden Immortal Pot.

Although the Golden Immortal Pot is the size of a mountain, it is shaking violently at this moment.

It seemed to be knocked over at any time, and it kept coming, clanging, and the fire was overwhelming.

Ye Ditian is a chaotic sacred body, with a unparalleled physical body, and his purple-gold fists are even more terrifying than other people's spiritual treasures.

The golden fairy pot was smashed, making a loud noise, leaving incomparably clear fist marks on its surface.

"puff!"

In the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, the father and son of the Immortal Emperor Zhun spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the divine power in his body was almost dry

The body is teetering, ready to fall from a height at any time.

Ye Ditian, as the Taoist body of the chaotic holy body, has inexhaustible divine power.

At this moment, the strength of his fist blasting, not only did not weaken, but gradually increased.

"boom!"

In the end, he threw the golden fairy pot into the air with one punch.

Even though he still couldn't break the fairy pot, he threw this fairy pot the size of a mountain into the air from the battlefield.

Ye Ditian's black hair danced lightly, his eyes were cold and electric, he turned around suddenly, like a god, stepping on the void.

To the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, kill the Immortal Emperor's parents and children.

"Duh!"

In the ancient temple of Yin and Yang in the distance, the Immortal Emperor Zhun's parent-child incarnation raised his hand and struck out a golden bracelet with a soft chirp.

With a sound of "Boom!", the bracelet turned into the size of a mountain and filled the sky, blocking Ye Ditian's way.

Ye Ditian looked calm, his hands were constantly forming seals, and a fire dragon soared into the sky.

With teeth and claws open, fierce and ferocious, roaring and roaring, screaming for nine days, the divine fire flooded the sky, and the scene was terrifying.

"What, he actually played..... Fire Dragon! How is this possible?!"

In the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, the parents and sons of the Immortal Emperor Zhun, his eyes are wide open, and his eyes are full of shock, this dragon.

It is even more tyrannical than the one that rushed out from the fairy pot before.

"This emperor of the Ye family, what kind of unrivaled magic has he practiced, how can he shoot a fire dragon?"

"He has only seen such an ancient technique once!"

The monks watching the battle from a distance were also extremely shocked.

The desolate ancient Nirvana Jue is an unrivaled ancient art. It is a great art for attacking and killing. Once the practitioner understands it thoroughly, this tactic can produce thousands of changes.

Every time you realize it, you can evolve a kind of life-killing technique, which emerges endlessly and is extremely terrifying.

Previously, Ye Ditian was sealed in the Golden Immortal Pot. Facing the real fire of the sun, he felt something in his heart and realized the seal of the fire dragon.

"boom!"

The fire dragon above the sky, with endless divine fire, covered the sky and covered the earth, and rushed towards the golden bracelet 183 times.

The two collided violently, and the space between the sky and the earth was dazzling, and there were flames everywhere, and the rich image was terrifying.

The fire dragon and the gold bracelet collided violently, and Ye Ditian stepped on the Immortal Market Step, turning into a purple-gold lightning.

In an instant, he came to the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, in front of the Immortal Emperor Zhun's father and son.

At this moment, in the ancient palace of Yin Yang, the quasi-immortal emperor's father and son have already dried up their divine power, their mouths and noses are bleeding, and their faces are extremely white.

His body trembled violently, as if he was about to fall from the sky at any time.

Ye Ditian's whole body was full of murderous aura, his expression was indifferent, his fists shone with purple and golden light, and there was a trace of chaotic breath flowing.

Throwing at the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, the quasi-immortal emperor will have his own son.

"Crack!"

In the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, the son of the Immortal Emperor Zhun used up the last trace of divine power in his body and sacrificed more than a dozen weapons to protect himself.

But in an instant, he was smashed into powder by Ye Ditian's fist.

Zijin's fist, undiminished, was still upright, and continued to smash forward, hitting the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, the Immortal Emperor's father and son.

Smash it to pieces.

In the ancient palace of Yin and Yang, the son of the Immortal Emperor Zhun didn't even utter a scream. His head was crushed by Zijin's fist.

The strong wind brought up by it blew and split it on the spot.

The white brains, like bean curd, splashed in all directions, and the scene was terrifying.

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