Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

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Judging from Wu Zhao's situation, it was obvious that he couldn't bear the terrifying power of the Immortal Origin Spirit, and risked almost exploding to death, just to hold him back?

Long Xiao couldn't figure it out, what was in the blood cocoon that made Wu Zhao risk his life to protect it?

"It's a pity that your cultivation base is too low, otherwise, I would have really lost here today!"

Long Xiao stared at Wu Zhao and said in a deep voice.

Wu Zhao's Immortal Grade Origin Spirit did startle him, but it hasn't made him lose his invincible heart. Although the Immortal Grade Origin Spirit is terrifying, with Wu Zhao's cultivation base, he can't bear it at all. None of the original skills can be issued.

If one can kill a Tianjiao who possesses the immortal source spirit, it will not only remove a confidant for the ten thousand races, but also add a legendary touch to his resume.

Thinking of this, Long Xiao erupted immediately, and a majestic monster power surged out of him. His scarlet eyes were so bright that they seemed to contain a sea of ​​blood, and he punched violently.

The dense inscriptions of the monster dragon emerged, condensing into a huge fist light, covering the entire space, the terrifying fist edge seemed to smash this space, making the stone pillar forest under the golden altar tremble crazily .

Di Rong in the stone pillar forest stared at this scene, dragging his seriously injured body, and kept retreating, with a look of worry on his face. If it wasn't for his lack of cultivation, why would Wu Zhao pay such a price alone? fight?

Not long ago, he was secretly delighted at his breakthrough into the holy realm, but now, he hated his lack of strength.

Facing the fierce punch from the bombardment, a fierce smile appeared on Wu Zhao's exquisite face, ferocious and terrifying, her hands like crystal jade danced violently, and the immortal behind her The power of spirit was drawn out by her.

boom!

The monstrous magic power, bursting with soul-devouring pitch-black light, suddenly fell down, shaking the entire space, like a black mountain torrent rolling violently.

"boom!"

The wave of magic power collided with the fist light, and a deafening sound erupted. The impact of violent power swept away in all directions. The stone pillar located closest to the golden altar, under the bombardment of these forces, exploded directly, and the gravel splashed. The treasure suspended on the stone pillar fell directly to the ground.

boom!

Two figures flew upside down from the center of the explosion, retreated to the edge of the golden altar, and barely stabilized their figures just now.

"puff!"

Long Xiao spat out a mouthful of demon blood, and looked in horror at the even more miserable Wu Zhao, Immortal Origin Spirit, is it really that scary? Even if Wu Zhao, who is still unable to fully display the power of the immortal spirit, can rely on part of the power of the immortal spirit, with the cultivation base of the peak of the heavenly saint, to compete with him, the peak of the holy king?

"Is it worth it?"

Long Xiao suppressed the vibrating blood in his body, looked at Wu Zhao indifferently, and asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, Wu Zhao's delicate body was covered with blood, as if he had just stepped out of a sea of ​​blood, and his skin was covered with cracks, like a porcelain doll, which might crack at any time.

This blow seemed ferocious, but it was nothing more than that, Wu Zhao was already at the end of his strength!

"If you die, you have to die standing up!"

Wu Zhao grinned, looking extremely bleak, but also revealing a palpitating tenacity.

Long Xiao fell silent. How could he not know what Wu Zhao was thinking?

Every existence that can become the world's arrogant is a hero that is unique in a million, and they all have an arrogance that ordinary people can't imagine.

I would rather die than surrender!

Although Wu Zhao is a woman, Long Xiao, a man of all races, admires her tenacity. Who says women are inferior to men?

He has practiced for many years, and his strength is extremely strong. His own talent surpasses many younger generations of the Yaolong Ancient Clan, and he has killed many people from the Great Yan Empire. The only younger generation of the Great Yan Empire that he admires is Zulong!

Now, there is another one added, and it is still a woman!

"Although you and I are enemies, I respect you and give you a decent way to die!"

the voice fell,

The monstrous inscription of the monster dragon enveloped him, and a gray monster dragon roared up to the sky and hovered over Long Xiao's body. Its huge eyes were fixed on Wu Zhao, bloodthirsty and indifferent.

"Roar!"

With the urging of Long Xiao, the monster dragon suddenly roared out, carrying a vast monster aura, covering the entire space, and swooping fiercely towards Wu Zhao.

That berserk power made the whole space tremble constantly, before the demon dragon landed, the overflowing power crushed the surrounding stone pillars one after another, causing the sky to be filled with rubble and dust.

Facing this powerful and ferocious blow, Wu Zhao's beautiful eyes showed a hint of resignation. It was the first time her Immortal Origin Spirit was born, but it was also the last time. If she was given another period of time, why would she do this?

But... she doesn't regret it!

Wu Zhao took a nostalgic glance at the blood-colored giant cocoon, not long after meeting the old man, but the loving heart of the old man injected a touch of color into her lonely life, which was a warmth she had never felt before.

hum!

Just when Wu Zhao was about to die with Long Xiao, something strange happened.

A bright red gleam suddenly shone across the entire space. Under the veil of the bright red gleam, the whole space seemed to be at a standstill, and the ferocious monster dragon that erupted from the dragon's roar froze in mid-air.

The people present could only move their thoughts, and their entire bodies were directly suppressed by the bright red gleam.

As Long Xiao, who was facing the blood-red giant cocoon, he could see it most clearly. He even forgot about the horror and shock, just looked at the blood-colored giant cocoon that was constantly glowing bright red, and his mind went blank.

Although Wu Zhao couldn't see what was going on behind her, she knew from Long Xiao's strange expression that the old man had returned, and when she was about to die with Long Xiao, he appeared again in time.

Under Long Xiao's gaze, the blood-colored giant cocoon bloomed like a flower, revealing Wang Zhan with closed eyes inside. Just looking at it, Long Xiao felt as if he was facing a god, and his whole soul trembled.

Wang Zhan had a peaceful expression, sitting naked on top of the blood-colored giant cocoon, motionless.

The blood-colored giant cocoon was covered with scorched old skin that had sloughed off from his body, and his jade-like body was shining with faint fluorescence, as if possessing spirituality.

His face is no longer old, and he has returned to his middle-aged appearance. His long eyebrows are like willows, his body is like a jade tree, and his black hair is scattered on his shoulders. Sitting alone, he exudes the strength of looking down on the world.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Wang Zhan opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are those!

It was as deep as a vast starry sky, and one couldn't help but fall into it. In the black eyes, there was a soul-stirring sharp light!

With a wave of Wang Zhan's hand, a black robe fell down, covering his burly body. He glanced at Long Xiao lightly, but just this one glance made Long Xiao's soul tremble, as if he was being watched by the god of death generally!

As soon as he pointed it out, there was no burst of power, but Long Xiao flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, breaking an unknown number of stone pillars, before he collapsed to the ground, spewing blood, his face extremely horrified.