Fantasy: Get Chaos Holy Body Dao Embryo At The Beginning

"Big brothers, let me kill this arrogant person first!"

The Golden Crow Emperor's son, the ninth prince, with blond hair Ling Wu and eyes like knives, said immediately.

"brush!"

Emperor Jinwu, the ninth prince, walked in the void while talking, his palms were crystal clear.

A golden three-pointed knife appeared out of thin air, and instantly enlarged, from one inch long to ten feet long.

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu holds a golden three-pointed knife. The sharp knife is cold and faint, with a cold light shining, and the air-conditioning is dense.

Flowing golden divine light, the divine splendor is dazzling and incomparably bright.

"Everyone big brothers, watch how I cut off this chaotic sacred body!"

The Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow looked at Ye Ditian with a playful look in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

"You ant, since you want to die so desperately, this Son of God will help you."

The next moment, Ye Ditian was wearing a purple gold daoist robe, and was rattled by the strong wind. His eyes were like lightning, and he scolded softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the Immortal Market Steps and turned into a streak of purple-gold lightning. His figure was like floating light and passing shadows.

Up and down, left and right, disillusionment is uncertain, like a banished fairy flying in the air, the speed is terrifying.

"Chi!"

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu, holding a golden three-pointed knife, with divine power surging in his body, slashed down towards Ye Ditian.

"boom!"

It was as if a piece of golden king yang appeared all over his body, the waves were rolling, and his splendor was overwhelming.

Ye Ditian's eyes were cold and electric, his left hand turned into a purple gold god tablet, and his right hand turned into a big purple gold millstone.

Its surface is densely covered with runes, engraved with runes, and a trace of chaotic breath flows down.

"Clang", "Clang!", "Clang!"

Between the heaven and the earth, there were bursts of clanging sounds, and the sound was extremely huge.

The purple-gold god tablet collided with the huge millstone, and the golden three-pointed knife, and sparks flew everywhere, dazzling the eyes.

There was a "click" sound for the golden three-pointed knife, and the divine splendor was dimmed. The two knife points were broken off by Ye Ditian's Tianbei and the millstone.

In an instant, only the long knife in the middle remained, changing from a golden three-pointed knife to a golden spear.

The expressions of all the Jinwu emperors in the distance changed. This Ye family god son actually smashed a great holy weapon with his bare hands.

Such a physical body is simply terrifying, comparable to a supreme fairy treasure.

Seeing this, all the Golden Crow Emperors wanted to step forward to help, but it was too late.

"brush!"

Ye Ditian stepped on the Immortal Market Steps, turned into a purple-gold lightning, and slapped forward with his palm.

"boom!"

The purple gold palm instantly turned into a gigantic millstone, its surface was densely covered with patterns and engraved with talisman seals, incomparably mysterious and unfathomable.

The Golden Crow Ninth Prince's expression changed drastically in an instant, and his forehead was sweating profusely. He had never seen anyone smash the Great Holy Weapon with his body.

At this moment, the other party had already come to him.

"boom!"

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu quickly counterattacked, because he was approached by the opponent, and the golden spear could not be swung at this moment.

He had no choice but to step back while blocking Ye Ditian with both hands.

"puff!"

It's a pity that the Golden Crow Ninth Prince had just raised his hands when he was smashed to pieces by Ye Ditian's big purple gold millstone.

The two arms that followed were patted into a fleshy paste, and a large spray of blood was sprinkled.

"boom!"

Ye Ditian's expression was indifferent, and his left hand turned into a purple-gold divine stele, on which divine symbols flickered and ancient patterns were densely covered.

It's like explaining the ancient scriptures of the Great Dao, photographed on the spot.

The Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow was shot down from the sky by the Zijin God Stele on the spot.

With a "plop", he knelt directly on the ground, and the purple gold god monument became heavier, and his legs almost broke under the pressure.

Earlier, the Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow threatened to kill Ye Ditian to his eight big brothers.

In the end, he only fought two moves with the opponent, and was beaten to kneel on the ground. This posture is really humiliating. 【

"Hehe...is this the invincible genius who suppressed an era?!"

"Too weak, killing you is like slaughtering a chicken!"

Ye Ditian was wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe that fluttered in the wind. He sneered and punched out with a fist that shone with purple-gold divine light.

"Boom!", the head of the Jinwu Ninth Prince flew out on the spot.

However, the Jinwu Ninth Prince still maintained his kneeling posture, but his head had already flown far away.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and the Golden Crow Emperors in the distance had no time to react.

Then they all roared and charged towards Ye Ditian, with monstrous divine power all over their bodies, like the sea, attacking Ye Ditian.

However, when Ye Ditian stepped on the Immortal Market Steps, his speed was so fast, it was like a flash of lightning.

He dodged all the monstrous magic power surging towards him, and he never even touched a corner of his sleeve.

"Chaotic Saint Body Dao Embryo, you are going to die!"

In the distance, the Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow, with fire-breathing eyes, looked extremely ugly.

He roared loudly, and sacrificed a golden god pot. The moment the pot was pulled out, everything in the ten directions was swallowed up like a whale drinking from a cow.

"brush!"

With a flash of brilliance, a purple-gold spear appeared in Ye Ditian's hand. His black hair fluttered, and his whole body seemed to have shrunk.

He galloped towards the mouth of the golden god's pot, and was about to be sucked into it.

However, at this moment, Ye Ditian circulated the divine power in his body, and Dao Hai instantly boiled.

His body suddenly shook violently, like a dragon wagging its tail, soaring into the sky, zooming in quickly, and the purple gold spear stabbed at the pot.

"Crack!"

Ye Ditian's black hair danced lightly, his eyes were like lightning, he held a purple gold spear, and inserted it directly from the mouth of the golden god pot.

In an instant, it pierced out from the bottom of the divine pot, the tip of the spear was extremely frightening, and the golden divine pot was pierced and shattered.

"Pfft!" The 727 purple gold spear passed through the golden magic pot, and continued to rush forward at a frightening speed.

The purple-gold divine light flickered, piercing the Golden Crow Eighth Prince from his chest on the spot, spurting blood wildly.

"what…..……"

The Eighth Prince of Jinwu let out an incomparably miserable cry, a big hole appeared in his chest, the front and back were transparent, his internal organs were shattered, and his soul was also destroyed.

Ye Ditian looked indifferent, he was like a god, standing in the void, holding a purple gold spear, he picked it up, and shook his hands vigorously.

With a sound of "Pfft!", a large flower of blood was sprinkled, the body was torn apart, and rushed to the surroundings.

On the sky, a large piece of meat and bones fell, and blood splashed everywhere. The Golden Crow Eighth Prince was completely wiped out on the spot!

Ye Ditian looked cold, with a purple gold spear and blood flowing, he walked towards the crowd step by step.

"What kind of cultivation is this son of the Ye family?! It's so terrifying!"

The expressions of the people in the distance were all shocked. This son of the Ye family was acting fiercely, with sharp attacks and terrifying methods.

Ye Ditian approached the Golden Crow Emperor and the others with big strides, with each step, the mountains, rivers and earth trembled, as if a titan holding up to the sky was walking with every step.

The purple-gold spear slanted towards the sky, and the blood on the tip of the spear was cold and faint, like an ancient demon god.

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