Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saints and establish Yama Temple!

Chapter 239

Hum!

The long river rolls, and the long river of time is like a substantial reward in the world. Behind Gu Zian, one figure after another appears. These are the traces of Gu Zian left in the long river of time. They are part of history. If these traces are not erased, Gu Zian will come back to the world one day.

However.

Now the traces of time behind Gu Zian disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were obliterated, disappearing continuously.

“The Master of Time Avenue?”

Gu Zian’s face turned pale, his eyes shrank, and he looked at Feng Chen in disbelief.

The Avenue of Time, one of the highest avenues, possesses mysterious abilities. They control time and are the masters of all time. Facing such existence, it is extremely troublesome, because they can obliterate the traces behind the long river of time, starting from the past. Obliterate.

After a long time, the figure of Changhe continued to dissipate, and Gu Zian’s figure gradually became illusory.

“Do not!”

Gu Zi’an sipped, he was the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Ninth Stage, he was the Daoist of the Sharp Spear Domain, with the heavenly aptitude, the qualification to become the Immortal Emperor, and even the qualification to ascend to the Origin Realm.

He can’t die here, and he won’t die here.

Wow!

As if something was alarmed, there was a great force spreading out of the long river of time, as if starting from a certain trajectory in the long river, trying to take Gu Zi’an with it.

Bang.

The long river rolled, with mysterious power spreading out, and the earth-shaking power burst out. The figure of that figure was directly shattered by the power of the long river in the world.

Without the help of that strong man, Gu Zian could not resist, even the Immortal Emperor Quasi.

The obliteration of the past means that there is no future.

Hum.

Gu Zian’s figure exploded and turned into a ray of light, disappearing into this space.

boom.

The sky and the earth shook, and everything shook.

Many powerful men looked at the figure above the sky with all faces in disbelief, especially the existence of the Six Ancient Immortal Kings.

Looking at Feng Chen’s gaze, he was full of shock and horror.

How long has passed since Feng Chen will be able to punish the Immortal Emperor.

And it was such a Quasi Immortal emperor who walked far away.

“It’s a jealous talent to be sad to be the god son of the Yan Luo Temple.”

Gen Gu cursed in his heart.

He had gone through countless epochs and didn’t know how much time had passed before he moved from King Immortal to Emperor Immortal, and he didn’t go far.

And how many years is Feng Chen

In just a few hundred years, from the supreme to the quasi-immortal emperor.

This span is too amazing.

This kind of talent is beyond the reach of God.

“Daozi!”

As soon as Gu Zian fell, all traces were obliterated, and the emperor shook his heart and gave a low voice.

immediately.

An incomparably terrifying killing intent spread over him, covering Feng Chen and directly killing Feng Chen.

“roll!”

The tyrant gave a low cry, and a brilliant light of the sword bloomed in the air, and the endless darkness was cut through, as if opening the world, as if it had split the chaos, this black sky emperor couldn’t help Feng Chen at all.

With the protection of the overlord sword, he could not hurt Feng Chen at all.

Even if it doesn’t, it can’t be done.

. “Quick battle!”

Feng Chen glanced at Heitian Tiandi, then ripples appeared in the void, Feng Chen walked in directly.

“die!”

With a knife across the sky, the dazzling light flickered, filled with frightening cold light, and it was frightening.

Bang.

Heitian Tiandi’s figure was directly split apart, but he did not imagine the appearance of blood spraying, like a piece of darkness, divided in two, and then restored to its original shape…

“As long as the darkness lasts forever, I will be immortal. You can’t kill me.”

Heitian Tiandi regained his figure with a cold expression, staring at the Tyrant Sword, and said coldly.

“ridiculous.”

“If you don’t get into the source, how can you pin it on the avenue?”

“You are only relying on some kind of magical powers, possessing some powers of the Origin Realm, but after all, it is not the Origin Realm. It is far easier to kill than to obliterate the Origin Realm.”

“Even the origin can fall, let alone you haven’t reached that level yet.”

Ba Dao said disdainfully.

Heitian Tiandi’s words are good to scare people who have not seen it. It is impossible to believe them for old monsters like them.

If Heitian Tiandi was really the same as the Origin Realm, and the Great Dao would survive forever, it would be impossible for him to stand here.

after all.

It is too easy for the Origin Realm to kill them. Even the Tyrant Sword is confident in his own strength and knows that once the Origin Realm is shot, although it will not be instantaneous, it will not last for such a long time.

“Even if the old man is not in the original state, you can’t help the old man, and even you will fall here.”

“There are not a few heavenly emperors who have died in the hands of the old man, even the sword-doing heavenly emperor who has attacked the highest, also fell in my hands.”

“What’s more, you are just a sword-dao heavenly emperor.”

Heitian Tiandi snorted coldly, and endless darkness swept over, like a tide, mighty, covering the entire sky, subverting the entire universe.

“Kill you enough!”

With a low cry of the domineering sword, the long sword in his hand burst into light, bursting out an astonishing sharp edge, cutting through the sky and cutting out the darkness.

Boom.

The divine light of darkness is like paper, directly torn apart, endless blade light bursts out, dividing the darkness in half.

PS: The cold is really uncomfortable.