Chapter 6072 (2/2)

The purple emperor of Beiwu burned and dissipated completely. All the energy was poured into the statue of the ancestor of the sword God.

”Damn, I should have guessed it!”

Ye Chen's heart is full of regret. The ancestor of sword God is in the supreme world. It's not easy to communicate with the supreme?

At the beginning, Hong Xin sacrificed the tree of the universe to communicate with the Supreme Master, which shows the difficulty of communication.

Now Beiwu purple emperor is the ancestor of the sword God who sacrificed himself to help Ye Chen establish resonance with the supreme world.

Ye Chen wants to retract his hand, but he feels that his whole hand seems to be glued to the statue.

The statue of the ancestor of the sword God also vibrated violently, and gradually burst out a heavy glow, a circle of God light, and even a wisp of sword Qi, suddenly burst out, tearing through all the fog.

”This is...”

Xiao Qingyan looked at this scene, only feel strange.

Over the past hundred thousand years, the elders of the Xiao family have spent a lot of effort to communicate with the Supreme Master and get more blessings, but they all failed.

But at this time, ye Chen successfully communicated and established a great resonance.

”Xiao Xinghe, the ancestor of sword God, is this old man going to show his spirit?”

When the judge saw the statue shaking, he felt bad. He stepped back and tried to tear the void away. But he found that the void around him was blocked by an invisible force.

”Who, who is calling me?”

Finally, a very old, with the vicissitudes of life, the sound of withered seas and rotten rocks, rolling from the sky.

Then, the whole statue of sword God, boom for a while, actually collapsed and cracked on the spot, turned into countless pieces of gravel flying around.

After the statue disintegrated, an old man in a robe, surrounded by thousands of swords, with an old face but fierce eyes, emerged slowly.

”Lao... Lao Zu!”

Xiao Qingyan saw the old man, shocked on the spot, and knelt down in a hurry.

This old man is the ancient emperor of the Xiao family, the caster of the eight heavenly swords, and the famous ancestor of the sword God, Xiao Xinghe!

Ye Chen was shocked to see Xiao Xinghe's presence. It seems that the sacrifice of emperor Beiwu was not in vain.

”Xiao Xinghe, it's you!”

There was a great fear in the eyes of the judge, and even a trace of horror.

Xiao Xinghe, the ancestor of the sword God, is not an entity, but a projection. But just a projection, the majestic momentum is suffocating.

”Lord of the verdict, how dare you make trouble in the land of Xiao's ancestors and die for me!”

Xiao Xinghe took a step, covered with thousands of swords, like a meteor in a torrential rain, rolling out of the sky and cutting to the judge.

The ruler of the verdict is very pale. He has the essence of the body. If he is killed, he will have great harm to the noumenon.

”Wuji apricot yellow flag, Royal!”