Chapter 1838 (1/2)

”Poof!”

Song Yan's sword, which urged Xianyuan to cut out with all his strength, directly broke one of the fourteen attacks of Zuxian.

The chaos axe on the left hand splits down again according to a kind of straight track, but the chaos dark light contained in it easily cuts off the void of the fairyland, and

”Ah!”

A scream, an axe fell, a fourteen weight body of Zuxian, Zuxian Avenue, and even the soul were all split in two by that axe.

”God! How could it be? ”

”One axe will kill one immortal?”

”Am I hallucinating?”

Whether it's the people of the seven immortal regions or the people of song Yan, they all look at that scene with dull eyes. It's very unreal, they don't think it's true.

In the void mezzanine, Murong Hongdou's eyes flashed a trace of horror. When the axe fell, she had a fear from the bottom of her heart. He had a feeling that the axe was heaven's way. Those old Dong Zaiqiang were still vulnerable to attack in front of heaven's way.

This axe gives her a sense of heaven, but song Yanming is only the tenth of Zuxian. There is only one explanation. His skill of urging the axe has surpassed that of the fairyland.

Even ordinary divine level skills can't produce such power.

”Can you see what he's doing?” Murong Hongdou asked about the divine divination.

”Wow!”

The God of heaven opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with lingering fear: ”I just speculated, but I was strongly backfired. Therefore, I can't see the origin of his skill, but I can be sure that his skill is incomparable with any other skill in the fairyland!”

On the battlefield.

Seeing his companion's death, the other two Zuxian shichongs were stunned, but just then, song Yan's axe fell again.

At this moment, they feel the rolling from heaven, which makes them unable to move.

”Poof! Poof

The golden blood splashed, and the two ancestral immortals followed their companions' footsteps and were split in two by song Yan with an axe.

People who are already in a state of stupidity don't know how to describe their mood when they see this scene again.

Song Yan put away the chaotic axe, but sighed in his heart, ”the open sky axe” is indeed Pangu's fighting skill, and its power is too strong. Once it is put into practice, the other side has no resistance at all.

But the consumption is also extremely terrible. He only wielded two axes, and the chaotic immortal power in his body consumed 60%. So now, he can exert it at most once.

Just then.

The fifteen great ancestral immortals, the leader of the seven immortal regions, suddenly disappeared in place, reappeared and came to the top of song Yan's head.

”Die!”

The other side burst out to drink, the eyes are full of rich killing machine, clap a palm with all one's strength, boom, intend to kill song inkstone here.

”Old man, dare to attack my apprentice, get out!”

At this time, a figure came out of the void, raised his hand and went to the other side.

But Qi Yun, who has been hiding in the dark, did it!

Qiyun's ancestors have reached the fourteenth level of Zuxian. In addition, they practice the divine level skills. Their strength is no less than the fifteen level of Zuxian.

Therefore, he felt a great threat as soon as he made a move. He did not hesitate to withdraw his hand and face the old Qi Yun.

”Haha! It's a soft persimmon! ”

Song Yan sneers, chaos axe appears again in the hand, and then one axe blows heavily.

”No!”

The great immortal cried out in his heart, suddenly turned into a great light to escape, but a powerful heaven power came down, making his body a meal.

At this time, the attack of Qiyun ancestor arrived.

”Bang!”