Chapter 177 Tianmen, Emperor Shitian!

  Zhongbo, which shook the sky, contained terrifying power, shattered the shadow of the spear, and bombarded the Son of Tyrant Spear.

The pupils of the Son of the Tyrant Spear shrank slightly, his black hair danced without wind, and the divine power in his body was madly poured into the Sky Splitting Spear, and the Sky Splitting Spear burst out with brilliant golden light, forcibly smashing the surrounding Zhong Bo.

   "Half Saint Soldier! How is this possible?"

"The semi-saint soldiers are the treasures of the Dao-Slashing realm powerhouses who have fought for a lifetime. The power contained in them is beyond imagination. For most holy places, they are extremely rare and rare treasures, and most of the holy master-level powerhouses have never possessed them. How could it appear on a teenager?"

   "What is the origin of this boy?"

   "It is estimated that this young man is a heir cultivated by a hidden force, and his inheritance is no worse than the Son of the Spear! The Son of the Spear may not be able to win him!"

  "The prestige of the son of the gunner is not self-proclaimed, but it is the prestigious name that was killed. Among the same generation, there are few opponents! Even if this young man has a semi-sage soldier in his hand, I am afraid it will be difficult to win!"

"Yes! Although the power of the semi-saint soldier is strong, it needs a huge divine power to mobilize! A general power urge will exhaust the divine power in the body. This young man is also in the great power realm, and can mobilize several times. ?"

  ……

  In the distance, more and more powerhouses were alarmed, and they rushed to this area, watching the battle from a hundred miles away, talking with each other with excitement.

  For them, watching this Tianjiao battle may be more useful than enlightening Dao in this Huadao mountain range, and it is more suitable for confirming their Dao.

The Son of the Tyrant Spear stands proudly in the void, with a tendency to swallow the mountains and rivers with anger, his head slightly raised, the Sky-Splitting Spear in his hand points to Xuanxin, and he coldly shouted: "What about the Half Saint Soldier? When I kill you, this half in your hand The holy soldiers are my trophy!"

The son of Tyrant Spear has experienced countless battles in his lifetime, and his Dao Heart is as solid as a rock. He did not have the slightest fear because of Xuan Xin's use of semi-sage soldiers. On the contrary, it inspired his eagerness to fight and want to kill Xuan Xin. And this semi-saint soldier who took him away.

   "I didn't want to be troublesome, since you are all about trying to die, then I will fulfill you!"

  Xuan Xin gently shook her head, killing thought already moved in her heart.

He came to the Xuanhuang Great World to find his own destiny. He didn’t want to entangle with the Spear Son, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. The semi-saint soldiers were only used to let the Spear Son know the difficulties. Retire, he didn't expect that Saint Tyrant would become greedy after seeing the semi-sage soldier.

  Since he can't hide, he can only be asked to die!

   "Bold words! No one of the same generation can kill me! Great Void Sky Slash!" The voice of the tyrant spear pierced the golden cracked stone, shook the sky, and his hair fluttered. His eyes were terrifying, like a spear **** descending from the earth.

  As his voice fell, Saint Son Tyrant and the Sky-Splitting Gun in his hand disappeared out of thin air, but his aura was everywhere, as if it was integrated with the vast void around him.

  At this moment, even if you search the world with divine mind, you can't find where the Tyrant Spear Son is. He can only sense that his breath is rising rapidly, and it seems that he can send out a blow to destroy the world at any time.

   "Clang!"

The Xuanxin’s sky-shaking clock hung high above the head, making a clear and melodious chime, and horrible sound waves that were visible to the naked eye swept across the wilds and wilds. In the Zhongbo, there were faintly twinkling runes like dragons and phoenixes. Shocked all the void around and shattered the world.

  Xuan Xin was too lazy to find the location of the Son of Tyrant Spear, his attack was even more domineering, attacking the surrounding void indiscriminately. Just shatter all this void and see where he can hide!

   "Boom!"

Suddenly, the void behind Xuan Xin cracked a nearly hundred-mile-long gap in the void, revealing the Son of Tyrant Spear holding the Sky-Splitting God Spear. The power of the nearby void for hundreds of miles seemed to be blessed by the Son of Tyrant Spear, the God of Sky Splitting. The tip of the gun burst out brighter than the scorching sun, tearing Zhong Bo to pieces, and hitting the back of Xuan Xin, making Xuan Xin inevitable.

Faced with this fierce attack from the Tyrant Spear Son, Xuan Xin remained unmoved, and didn't even urge the shaking clock to defend against the enemy. As if slowly and quickly, he raised his palm and slapped the Sky Splitting Spear. Past.

   "What? Does he have to use his body to resist?"

  "This attack of the Tyrant Spear Saint Son used supernatural powers, and hundreds of miles of void power blessed his body. Even a semi-saint soldier may not be able to stop it. Does he want to resist?"

  "This young man is not a reckless person. If he is not sure, how can he be so big?"

  ……

  The audience in the distance talked a lot, all of them felt strange.

Under the eyes of everyone, just when Xuanxin’s palm was about to touch the Sky-Splitting Spear, a large tomb of the sky suddenly appeared on the back of his hand. Everything is buried.

  Supernatural powers, funeral!

   "Boom!"

  Xuanxin's palm slapped the sky-splitting gun, making a deep roar.

  In the next quarter of an hour, the power of the Sky-Splitting Spear was reduced, as if buried under the tomb of the Eternal God, a lifeless, unable to exert the slightest power.

Immediately afterwards, Saint Tyrant also sensed that his energy and spirit had been sealed for most of the moment, unable to control the Sky-Splitting Gun in his hand, and was hit by the end of the gun in his chest heavily. Several ribs were broken, and his body was smashed. He flew back at a faster speed, vomiting blood, dyed the blue sky red.

The eyes of   Ba Gun Shengzi were full of shock, this kind of supernatural power is too domineering!

  This is still because of the obstacle of the Sky Splitting Spear. If it falls directly on him, it is enough to seal all the energy of his whole body, then he is not only injured, it is very likely to be killed instantly!

   "What is this supernatural power?"

  "Does this person come from a hidden emperor immortal gate?"

  ……

  The audience was shocked and inexplicably shocked, no one had recognized the origin of this great supernatural power, and was even more curious about the origin of Xuanxin.

  "Kakka..."

The bones and muscles in the body of the tyrant spear screaming, the broken bones are automatically connected, the wound is automatically healed, the energy is billowing like wolf smoke, the aura is back to the peak, and the sky-splitting spear has once again restored its former fierceness. The tip of the spear points to the profound heart. Shen shouted: "Who are you on earth?"

  "Tianmen, Di Shitian! Send you on the road!"

  Xuanxin responded indifferently, the shaking clock sank into the void, and when it reappeared, it was already suspended above the head of Saint Tyrant Spear, sealing the entire void, making it difficult for people to react quickly.

   "Clang!"

  The magnificent bell ringing sounded through the world, and a horrible clock wave that was visible to the naked eye shrouded towards the tyrant son, the ancient rune like a dragon and a phoenix flashed in the clock wave, and the void collapsed, killing all things.

   "Siluo Purgatory!"

The tyrant roars, the golden and bright Sky-Splitting Spear shakes quickly, and the black and red evil spirit sealed in the Sky-Splitting Spear is instantly released, turning into a shadowy scene of purgatory, full of violent aura of destruction, as if it can bring the world to the world. All annihilated.

   "Boom!"

  Siluo Purgatory collided with Billowing Bell, and the deafening roar resounded through the sky.

  The surrounding void opened a series of shocking black cracks, and the water in the several large lakes nearby evaporated, and the white mist was permeated, reflecting the colorful luster under the sun.

   "Clang!"

  The shaking clock rang again, the energy of the first clock wave had not yet been exhausted, and the second clock wave struck again, superimposed on the first clock wave, and overwhelmingly blasted towards the Son of Tyrant Spear.

  (End of this chapter)