In the previous chapter, the name of the Ming Ancestor was written as "The Sixteenth Night" and has been modified, which should have been called "The Sixteenth Day".

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The aura of the ancestor suppressed all the creatures in the demon god world kneeled on the ground, unable to breathe.

"This is... the true ancestor!"

The ancestor Chongming was shocked. For a moment, it was difficult to determine whether the real identity of the angler in the starry sea was the ancestor of the underworld or the nightmare of the corpse?

Logically speaking, the possibility of Zi Yan having the ancestral level cultivation level is extremely low, and the possibility of living from Ming Gu to this era is almost zero.

If he is both the ancestor and the immortal, how could the Corpse Nightmare be willing to remain under the Underworld Ancestor?

If Zi Yan is the ancestor, why did the ancestor of the underworld cultivate a great demon in the ancient times?

No matter what the truth is, the ancestor Chongming at this moment has been completely conquered by the aura and power of the ancestor, and he dare not have any other intentions.

This is the deterrent from the deepest part of the soul!

It is the idea that every monk has been instilled with since he embarked on the path of cultivation: "The ancestor is invincible and omnipotent."

At this point, the ancestor Chongming immediately released his mental power to cover the star domain around the demon god realm, cover up the secrets of heaven, and prevent them from being understood in advance by the heavens in the heavenly court.

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Space distortion, and the rules of heaven and earth change.

In just a moment, Wen Tianjun, who visited the Demon Ancestral Ridge, was pulled into the battlefield of different time and space by the star sea anglers.

After a sudden change, Wen Tianjun was quite calm. He looked at the ground under his feet and turned into a turbulent sea of ​​darkness, and there was a winding and weak water above his head. How could he not understand what was going on?

The aura of the Nether Sea and the Weak Water are unparalleled, and the field formed can change the world.

"Wow!"

Behind Wentianjun, the light and shadow of the Tower of Heaven appeared. He held the Emperor's ruler tightly in his hand, and his eyes locked in front of him.

The figures of starry sea fishermen, Chongming ancestor, Afuya, Yan Wushen and others appeared in front of him one after another, standing on the sea of ​​the Nether Sea, each with a strong aura and a terrifying power.

Everyone can create a world with the rules of divine patterns they have cultivated.

Rule divine patterns intertwined in different time and space battlefields, ubiquitous and endless.

Wen Tianjun was in danger and his eyes were fixed on the ancestor Chongming and said, "It turns out that you have defected to the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty. No wonder you can suppress the Minghai, it's such a big show that you can hide from the sky."

The ancestor Chongming was light and calm, and the formation patterns and runes gathered around his body, saying, "Good birds choose trees to live! Just by the people of us, we challenge the immortals, just hitting stones with eggs. Why don't you understand this principle?"

Suddenly, the space contracted rapidly and gray fog filled.

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, this five-destroying spiritual clear hand will send you on your way! Breaking the body, breaking the soul, breaking the rules, breaking the Tao, breaking the spirit."

The starry sea angler took decisive action, not wanting to waste time, and came across time and space. His five fingers spread out and he pressed his palm toward Wentianjun.

Who would have thought that the star sea fisherman who is famous all over the world for his spiritual power is already at the ancestral level?

A palm encapsulates the heaven and earth, leaving Wen Tianjun nowhere to escape.

The five fingers contain five different terrifying powers, which are beyond the rules. The half-ancestral rule divine pattern released by Wen Tianjun is completely unstoppable, and the light and shadow of the Tower of Tongtian and the body-protecting spirit were dispersed like clouds and fog.

Wen Tianjun had never encountered such a terrifying powerful enemy. He made a long whistle sound from his mouth, blood was transported in his body, and a billion lightning burst out of his muscles, swinging out the Emperor's divine ruler.

As a half-ancestor, he proves the truth through his physical body, and each physical particle stores the energy of destroying stars and destroying the world.

The ancestor Chongming, Afuya and others were all shocked.

Just because of the power fluctuations that broke out from Wen Tianjun's body at this moment, they were sure that they would never be able to stop him from punching.

How much energy is stored in flesh and blood?

"Boom!"

In less than a breath, Wen Tianjun's half-ancestral body was crushed by the five fingers of the angler in the Star Sea and turned into blood mist and skeletons.

The fisherman in the starry sea has a heaven and earth in his palm, and ask the heavenly king cannot escape.

"This is the body that is broken?"

Yan Wushen held his breath.

He had seen Tianmu, Zhang Ruochen, Haotian and others confront each other with the nine-shot stone man. The strength of the star sea angler was more than one or two points higher than the nine-shot stone man?

Is this the true ancestor?

Can you kill the half-ancestor who has the power of fighting with the sky with just one move?

The skeleton of the Heavenly Lord is made up of rules and order, and has not completely broken down. He held his hands up and supported the angler's palms in the starry sea, making a deafening sound: "So what about the ancestor? As long as you can't kill me, it will only make me stronger."

The starry sea fisherman's face was light and dark, sometimes sacred, sometimes sarcastic, and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, break it for me!"

"Bang!"

Wentianjun's most strong bones were finally unable to withstand the force of the ancestor and turned into pieces.

"The second breaks, breaks the soul!"

The starry sea fisherman's palm appears, and each palm pattern is a river of fire, which refines the half-ancestral soul of Wen Tianjun.

"The third break, break the rules!"

The ancestor god pattern of the starry sea angler merges with the death gray fog, and flows like a tide to the small world wrapped in the "Five Breaking Qing Ling Hand", which will wipe out all the cultivation of Wen Tianjun.

This is the last step before breaking the way!

The rules and order of the half-ancestral ancestors are like pillars, supporting the great way for Wentianjun to practice for more than one million years. At this moment, it is constantly melting.

The ancestor of Chongming, the queen of Peacock and others were already scared by the starry sea anglers, and there was a shadow imprinted in their hearts, and they would never forget it in their entire lives.

I just feel that the starry sea fishermen are already invincible in the universe.

The half-ancestors of the world, such as Haotian and Tianmu, who are joked like children in front of him, will definitely be beaten to death by turning his hands and will not be able to resist.

"The ancestor is invincible in the world!" The Peacock Queen thought in a daze.

"Wow!"

Above the Nether Sea, a huge crack that was thousands of miles long appeared in the battlefield of different time and space. Straws of starlight sprinkled in from the cracks.

There are countless bright spots of light in the starry sky.

Every light spot is a divine martial mark.

"Come on after so soon?"

The star sea angler frowned slightly, looked at the King Wentian, whose body and soul had almost been completely wiped out, and said, "He will be left to you. Remember to completely destroy his spirit and Tao."

The starry sea angler turned into a gray fog, rushed towards the space crack, and disappeared between heaven and earth with thousands of divine martial marks.

"To deal with Haotian, you have to go find Bar."

In Yan Wushen's ears, he heard the last lingering sound of the starry sea angler.

"Is there any existence in this universe that can compete with him?"

The ancestor Chongming was in a heavy mood and felt that the world was becoming more and more unfamiliar. Taboos that only existed in the legend were appearing one after another. With his ninety-third-level mental power, he could only follow the flow like duckweed in the sea and could not control his destiny.

Looking at Wen Tianjun, whose body and soul were almost destroyed, the ancestor Chongming felt a little better, with a little gloating, and said, "The Kunlun Realm is really interesting. I thought that the two and half ancestors could be glorious. Unexpectedly, it was the same ending that year, and they were beaten into the abyss. This is the ending that is too high-profile. How could the ancestor allow such a powerful force in the sword realm to exist?"

Yan Wushen reminded: "Don't underestimate any half-ancestral ancestor. Although the body and soul of Wen Tianjun were wiped out, his half-ancestral god source has not been broken, and his Taoist magic and spirit are still there. Even the ancestor cannot kill him easily. As long as he is given time, he can re-bring enough blood and soul and return to the top."

Ask the Heavenly Lord's blood, immortal matter, and only a little remains of soul, like a ray of red mist.

But until this point, the star sea angler was unable to completely break his way and find his half-ancestral god source.

The powerful half-ancestral spirit and thoughts are always immortal and are filled with battlefields in different time and space.

"It's not that the ancestor cannot kill him, but there is not so much time to spend with him slowly. Half of the ancestor has no power to resist in front of the real ancestor."

The Mother of Weak Water From the Sky River

The human body appears in the middle, with long hair and tall bundles, wrapped in purple gauze, walking barefoot, and walking towards the red mist step by step.

In the red fog, Wentianjun's bones and blood were condensing and gradually turned into human form.

The aura of the half-ancestral family is constantly increasing, just like immortality.

With two half-level strong men of Ruoshui and Minghai, everyone present was not worried about asking the Heavenly Lord what other waves could make, everything was a foregone conclusion.

Not to mention that Wen Tianjun's combat power is only 100% or 20% at this moment, even if he is still at the peak, it is absolutely difficult to escape.

The ancestor Chongming looked at Yan Wushen and suddenly spoke, "Can you hand him over to me?"

Yan Wushen smiled and said, "The ancestor is interested in his half-ancestral god's source?"

The ancestor Chongming said, "The spiritual cultivator is the biggest weakness of the body. If he can refine his half-ancestral god source into his body, I dare not say how much the combat power will increase. At least I dare to lead you to the heavenly court to rescue the great demon god. Otherwise, I may not be able to withstand Haotian's angry blow."

The ninety-third level mental power is not so easy to die. How could it be that even half-ancestral blow could not withstand the attack?

Yan Wushen knew that the ancestor Chongming was seeking benefits, but he did not point it out. He looked at the spirit of the Nether Sea that had turned into a human form and whispered to pass: "The Mother of the Wretched Water was too close to Bai Yuan in the past. It would be better to give it to the ancestor Chongming than to give her the source of the half-ancestral god."

Although the spirit of the Nether Sea is a human form, it is just a dark area and cannot see the appearance of the facial features.

"Just do what you said."

The sound of the spirit of the Nether Sea floats on the sea surface, as if there is and there is nothing.
To be continued...