Chapter 1743: Forbidden battlefield, ancient altar, trampling corpses and passing through to win the Tao match

Boom!

The dull drumbeat sounded quietly.

The five realms were boiling, and almost no one noticed the sound.

"War Ancestor?"

What everyone is paying close attention to is the battlefield.

No one thought that the Emperor of Cangsheng was just at a slight disadvantage and was tricked by Master Shou.

He was so decisive and started to invite ancestors?

But the point seems to be wrong!

"Shouldn't it be to invite the Master of Arts?"

"The Evil Sin Bow is the weapon of the ancestor, and the power of the evil god is the ancestral power of the evil spirit. Am I remembering it wrong?"

"What did he ask Zhanzu to do? Shouldn't Zhanzu be invited by a god?"

Boom! Boom!

The sound of war drums gradually became stronger.

During the heated discussion, someone finally noticed the strangeness and looked around a few times, but couldn't find anything.

"What sound?"

"What about Zhan Ancestor? The Great Emperor of Cangsheng has also learned how to flatter others?"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Although he was at the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou heard the low and deep drum sound more clearly than anyone else.

He looked to the side.

He found that Mr. Fang seemed to have noticed something.

But as drunk as the wind, he didn't even notice the sound of the war drums, and was still spitting on the explanation.

"Dong dong dong dong dong..."

But the war drums were beating loudly.

Rapid, compact, like the violent storm!

Xu Xiaoshou's heartbeat was completely carried away, accelerating bit by bit, and the blood all over his body began to boil.

"What exactly is that sound?"

The sound seemed to come from an ancient battlefield.

At first glance, it gives people the idea of ​​a tragic war with yellow sand filling the sky, two armies confronting each other, and blood flowing everywhere.

When the sound of the war drums reached its peak, as if people were lifted high into the sky and completely lost consciousness, it suddenly stopped.

"Ugh!"

Xu Xiaoshou's blood surged, and he felt that he had lost the ground under his feet, and he fell into the boundless abyss!

"Long——"

The drum beat changes.

The entire war scene was completely erased.

The world turned into a vast expanse, and there was no longer the concept of the Dead Sea or the Holy Spirit Continent. The field of vision was infinitely enlarged, taking in everything.

Mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, plains, swamps, deserts, wastelands...

In the boundless place where the water and the sky meet in the distance, a desolate, ancient, and violent breath suddenly came, as if something was about to break out of the sea.

Not an illusion!

Suddenly, the world was shocked!

"Buzz..."

On the sea level, strong winds and tornadoes are rolling, and natural disasters are raging.

Water flows to both sides, the space collapses on all sides, and a towering "mountain" breaks out from bottom to top in the center of the world!

So magnificent, so ancient, so vast!

"Mountain?"

That mountain is too big.

When it burst out of the sea and the water was pushed away, some sea beasts fell down and fled in panic, drawing a thin black line in front of the mountain.

In comparison, it is nothing more than a stone in the mountains and a drop in the ocean, indescribably insignificant!

"No……"

"Not a mountain!"

And when the mountain reveals not just a corner but half of its upper body from the sea level.

The people from the five realms were all attracted to it in the end.

Under the roar of the war drums, everyone realized and saw clearly...

That's not a mountain!

That's a giant!

He carries a battle stele on his head, as if he is wearing a high crown, and he is carrying a mountain on his shoulders. If he is covered with scales and armor, with a black hole on his throat and neck, he can swallow all the worlds. He has Taoism tied on his chest and has transformed into a battle suit.

Just the upper body rising up from the sea is already so big that it can cover the sky and the sun.

When the blurry face is slightly frozen...

The rest of the five senses were missing, except for his eyes with high fighting spirit like the scorching sun, which seemed to sweep out two scorching lights towards the five realms, sweeping away the whole world.

"boom!"

The five realms looked upon their ancestors, and blood burst out from all the seven orifices at this time.

There was thunder in my ears, and because of that terrifying fighting spirit, the outside was scorched and the inside was tender.

"War Ancestor!"

"Definitely Zhanzu!"

The drunken man in the wind was so drunk that he was half-blinded, but he still dared to wipe away the blood and tears, carry the preaching mirror, and explain while wailing.

Just that one look!

That’s the look that freezes Zhan Zu’s face!

The acupoints and orifices of his body are all opened, and the pearly light shines through;

Its spirit, the devil, should be standing, looking at all things;

It means that he is unique in the three realms and unrivaled!

He is still where he is, in the black hole of nothingness at his throat.

The giant statue seems to be empty, as if it is just an external manifestation of its power.

But it is impossible to distinguish between true and false, original and image - return to nature and wanton publicity are perfectly integrated on this "colossus ancestor god", completing the balance of yin and yang, and thus constructing the only war ancestor!

"This, is Zhan Ancestor?"

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned green.

Just when this image appeared, he only noticed a trace of Zhan Ancestor's aura, and he even felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Isn't this the version of "God is also strengthened, supreme, and perfect"?

He doesn't even need a punch!

If you glare at me one more time, I'll die right there in front of you!

But vision is terrifying and feelings are inexplicable. Intellectually, Xu Xiaoshou clearly knows:

"The fourth ancestor reincarnated and saw the dragon in the sky...oh no, it was the sword dragon Zhan Tian, ​​which includes the Zhan Ancestor!"

"It's time for the War Ancestor to die, or to be reincarnated. In short, he is no longer in this world."

"Then this 'colossus' is definitely not himself. At most, like the Heavenly Ancestor, it is a will that remains on the Holy God Continent..."

This will is too terrifying!

What the Heavenly Ancestor appears on Void Island is actually the "spirit of the post-Void Island", and will even change his will under the threat of the Eight Masters.

Therefore, in terms of intuitive feeling, the majesty of his ancestor god is far less powerful than it is at this moment.

Zhan Zu doesn't seem to make such a distinction.

In fact, this is very Zhanzu, and it will not be divided into so many parts - if this land can bear my will, then leave one?
To be continued...