Chatper 1210 (2/2)

Seeing this, the ancestor of Yaoshenmen raised his brows, showing a hint of surprise, but his face quickly turned into a deep killing intent.

"But, still die!"

The next moment, the ancestor of Yaoshenmen disappeared.

Tian Yang's heart jumped suddenly, and the vastness and nine changes burst out in an instant!

The vast nine changes, the fourth change, the migration change!

Tian Yang's figure also disappeared, and less than an instant after disappearing, a strange mark appeared on the place where Tian Yang was originally.

On the mark, a withered yellow light flashed.

Everything around was wiped out by this mark!

"what's going on!"

Even among the disciples of the Medicine God Sect below, quite a few had decayed countlessly at this moment and became a pale old man.

The breath of life on the body also declined rapidly, as if it were really aging.

"The response is very fast, but it's just a little mouse."

Seeing that one of his own moves was in vain, the ancestor of Yaoshenmen, who walked out of the space, raised his brows.

However, there is no discoloration at all.

Looking at Tian Yang who appeared in the distance with a dignified face, he sneered.

Holy realm, madly pouring out!

One after another terrifying power of decay filled the entire small world of Yaoshenmen!

Everything around seemed to be stained with a layer of decaying yellow, and all the vitality seemed to disappear in an instant.

The ancestor of Yaoshenmen smiled slightly, raised his hand, and stretched out his index finger.

"Withering Finger!"

For a split second, the Medicine God Sect, except for the disciples, all had no vitality!

After I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill!

This finger, the terrifying power of withering and decaying, has reached a terrifying realm that is enough to wipe out the entire small world.

However, under the control of the Yaoshenmen's ancestor, this rotten power was nothing more than killing all the creatures except the Yaoshenmen disciples just now.

But the disciples of Yaoshenmen were unscathed!

"This is the powerful power of the ancestors!"

Seeing this, the elders of Yaoshenmen showed ecstasy.

Possessing such an extremely powerful power, but still controlling it perfectly, this is the Holy Land!

"With one finger, one finger killed three thousand peak Martial Venerables, five hundred and a half saints, and even three genius and half saints who are infinitely close to the holy realm."

The ancestor of Yaoshenmen spoke indifferently, but his eyes were not on Tianyang.

"You can greet my withered finger with a peak Wuzun, and it can be regarded as a blessing that you have cultivated for three lives and three generations."

The voice of disdain and contempt slowly reverberated in this world.

When everyone in Yaoshenmen heard the words, they also showed an extremely sarcastic look.

Can defeat the peak and semi-sacred Yaoshen Sect Master, so what?

In front of the ancestor of Yaoshenmen, the real holy realm power, he was only killed in seconds!

"The way of decay? Interesting. It's similar to the way of destruction, but it's also closely related to the way of death."

At this moment, an abrupt evaluation suddenly sounded.

Everyone's pupils shrank, their bodies were shocked, and they hurriedly looked towards the source of the voice!

In an instant, the pupils contracted!

A figure with a strange flame burning all over his body stands proudly in the sky.

As if, an ancient giant god!

The withered finger before fell on him, as if it was of no use.

"But, unfortunately."

The corner of Tianyang's mouth twitched, revealing a hint of a smile.

All over the body, the only palm that was eroded by the Way of Withering, at this moment, was also quickly recovered by the burning of the undead fire.

"Heaven and earth perish, but I am immortal; the sun and the moon perish, but I am immortal."

The next moment, the fire of immortality, burning to the extreme!