Bei Ming San was about to take action, but he felt a terrifying aura coming overwhelmingly.

An axe cut through the sky, creating the world, and shattering the sky and the space came. Along the way, it tore apart a million feet of gullies, and more than 6,000 strong men were involved, killing them all, stirring up blood mist.

The axe that took the Beiming ancestor directly.

"Great axe, great magical art?"

The ancestor Beiming was shocked, so he stepped forward, stretched out his palm and pushed forward, and ranes spewed out of his palm, totaling 84 million, forming the runes formation for the Immortal Seal and Demon-Suppressing Demons.

The fairy light shone, barely blocking the axe.

The power of the explosion tore up the surrounding powerful people one by one, shaking them into blood mist, leaving no corpses, leaving only the ancestor Beiming and the ten celestial immortals behind. The rest were killed, and no one was left.

The axe light turned into a person, and it was Chu Yang.

"Are you the master of Wandao Palace?"

The ancestor Beiming stared at Chu Yang, and his eyes were filled with anger. He only had a blow just now, and almost all of the subordinates he brought and the strong men he trained in the Netherworld were killed.

That is the elite among the elite, the strong among the strong.

But when I thought about it, I knew Chu Yang's identity.

The bone spirit next to him was so distressed that he was dying. The strength of the Netherworld was not strong at all. Now he is the only one who is above the realm of the King of Realm.

He was even more frightened. Can such a strong man be blocked? If he couldn't stop it, the fate of the Netherworld can be imagined.

"Yes, why moved my palace here?"

Chu Yang admitted.

After coming in, he noticed the old man's power, as well as the heavy seal formations around the Wandao Palace, and the terrifying curse power, so he became ruthless and exploded with a powerful blow, activating the magical and magical arts.

This magical power is obtained from the old man of the inner demon and belongs to the unique skills of the gods. It ranks tenth among the unique skills of the gods. It takes the creation of the world of the gods as the core. It requires the integration of 99 types of three thousand great ways, including the great cutting, great prosperity, great acupoints, and great decree.

With just one blow, Chu Yang only merged the 24-middle Dao technique, and the bursting power was extremely terrifying.

"No wonder there was no movement inside after moving the Wandao Palace over. It turned out that you were not inside?" Old Ancestor Beiming said coldly, "Tell me, how did you break through my Tianxian Formation without causing any movement? That's the Tianxian Formation formed by 365 large Gods Monument, sealing the sky and locking the earth. No one can break through. I didn't sense your arrival?"

"It only means that your methods are too low. Tell me why I moved my palace?"

Chu Yang snorted coldly.

"If you kill Bei Ming Buer of my Bei Ming family, you should die!"

As the ancestor Beiming said, stepping forward, the void trembled, and a divine light rushed out from above his head, the immortal spirits were damaged, the gods and demons were wailed, the doomsday returned to the ruins, and all spirits were buried.

"Say, which force do you come from? The Great Yi Sect? The Qiankun Sect? The Yin-Yang Wanhua Sect? The Gods? Only these ancient sects that have been passed down for millions of years can have strong people like you. Say, where do you come from? After killing you, I will kill your relatives, friends, and children! My Beiming family will be glorious forever, so how can others trample on others?"

The voice of the ancestor Beiming was clanging, like the harsh sound of killing swords and swords intersecting.

"Okay, okay, okay, just with your words, I will kill you, bury all the people of your Beiming family, and the entire world of the Confucian Gods where you are, without leaving any trace!"

Chu Yang whistled, "Die!"

"The Great Immortal Art of Ten Thousand Dragons Refining World!"

With one palm, tens of thousands of dragons flew out, each of which was ten thousand feet long and vivid, with a strong breath of life. It instantly surrounded the ancestor Beiming and others, spitting out the dragon's breath, wanting to refine these people together.

This immortal art was obtained from Linglong Immortal Lord, which was composed of the Great Dragon Physics and the Great World Art. As the power increased, its power surged.

"The Technique of Burying Immortals and Destroying Gods!"

The ancestor Beiming pointed his hand and the most yin and evil aura of the entire Netherworld gathered, turning into skulls, swallowing the dragons.

"My immortal art is made up of the integration of the great curse technique, the great withering technique, the great weakness technique, and the great soul technique. In addition, the large array arranged here, the preparation in advance will make the power of the sky!"

As the ancestor Beiming said, many skulls fused together to form a big dark mouth, swallowing Chu Yang in one mouthful.

"Even a god, I can refine it!"

He was boundless and activated his magical powers. He saw the mouth of the sky shrinking rapidly. At the same time, billions of runes flowed in, suppressing first, and then refining.

"You guys, activate your magical powers and help me suppress it!"

The ancestor Beiming roared.

"Yes, ancestor!"

Bei Ming San, and ten celestial immortals including Bone Spirit immediately burst out with the great power to rule the heavens, activate their magical powers, and merge into their dark mouths.

A god, ten celestial immortals, and based on the large array arranged in advance, the ancestor Beiming had absolute confidence: "This person will definitely be able to suppress, after refining, peel off all his magical powers, all his fortune, and absorb his soul. I will take a look at where he came from? Hehe, at that time, I activated the great curse technique and cursed all the people related to his bloodline to death!"

Which peerless strong man who can cultivate to the realm of immortals does not kill anyone?

"Can I really refine me? Delusion!" Chu Yang snorted coldly and shouted, "The Buddha's light shines on the great immortal art!"

Buzz buzz…!

In the void, the sound of chanting scriptures immediately sounded, the aura of incense, the sound of sacredness and the wonder of holiness, and golden light shot through the big mouth and shone out.

This supernatural power was originally created by the Taoist soul in his divine sea world based on a move of Buddha's light shining in the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra, and it combines the Great Light Sutra, Great Light Skill, Great Purification, Great Soul Skill, and Great Spreading Skill. It has a strong effect on the power of evil evil spirits and other evil spirits.

As soon as he made a move, the suppression power shattered. The golden light shone the dark mouth into a sieve, and the wailing sound of billions of resentful spirits could be vaguely heard.

The golden light shines through the sky and the earth.

If you look closely, you will find that every particle that forms the golden light is a little golden Buddha, reciting scriptures, densely packed and endless.

Under the golden light, black smoke rose from the void, which was the result of purification.

ah……!

The bone spirit screamed, and a flame burned on its body. This was to purify the flame, burning the bones that were tempered by him like immortal weapons, burning the soul that had been transformed into immortal souls.

"Buddhist supernatural powers? Do you come from the Buddha realm?"

The ancestor Beiming was shocked, and with a wave of his hand, a white chain flew out, twisted and hovered, pierced through the void, and wrapped around it.

Every inch above the chain is a seal of heaven rune. This is the seal of heaven chain that he spent 600,000 years, countless faith powers, and three trillion souls of living creatures.

"Under my chain of sealing the sky, no matter you are an immortal god Bodhisattva, you can't escape the fate of being blocked!"

The Old Ancestor Beiming activated the spell, and saw the chain of sealing the sky suddenly dispersed, turning into runes, piercing through the golden light, and entangling towards Chu Yang's body.

"Little Doyle!" Chu Yang snorted coldly, "Look at my Five Elements Divine Light!"

Five divine lights rushed out from his head, swept into the air, and enveloped endless runes. As the light passed, the runes condensed and turned into a chain again, but they had been suppressed.

The fierce struggle of the Fengtian Chain is that it cannot escape the power of suppression.
Chapter completed!