Ye Yun's voice was cold, and unprecedented pressure burst out from his body.

And the ancient incense behind him soared into the sky, full of ancient charm, as if it had existed since the ages.

At this moment, the power of faith in the entire Wanlong Mountains boiled, and a hint of trembling became.

That's right, trembling! A stick of incense for eternity is said to be able to swallow the incense of the heavens. How can this small Wanlong Mountain Range not be afraid?

This is the suppression of the level of life! "Is this the ancient legend... a stick of incense stick for eternity?

!”

In the dark, the obsession sounded surprised.

Ye Yun with his hands behind him, his voice ethereal and domineering.

“Didn’t you keep asking, what are your qualities?

This is my qualification!”

With the appearance of this incense stick, the power of faith in the Wanlong Mountains began to be plundered by Ye Yun and then absorbed! One mountain was dim, and another mountain was dim.

In just a moment, more than a dozen mountains had dimmed.

These dim mountains were controlled by Ye Yun and they took away the power of their faith! The reason why a stick of incense in the eternal period is called a terrifying strange phenomenon in the sacrifice spirit.

It is because just like a black hole, it has a natural suppression of the power of faith and can be swallowed directly.

As the mountains fade, that existence can no longer remain calm.

I saw a bright light among the mountains, and a leaf fell in the quiet sky! The leaf gradually turned into a human form and became a white-haired old man.

This old man is the old spiritual sacrifice of the Taie Dynasty! "The spiritual sacrifice that awakens an incense stick for eternity is indeed terrible. He is worthy of being the natural enemy of the spiritual sacrifice!"

"It's just that I worked hard here for thousands of years before my lifetime, leaving many backs here, and retaining a ray of soul thought. Who dares to take away the fortune here?"

A green light flashed in the eyes of the old sacrificial spirit in Zhenguo. This was the fluctuation of soul thoughts.

He made great fortunes and realized some of the great mysteries of the power of faith.

Although his body has been transformed, a wisp of soul is still there, so he is considered to be an alternative survival.

"Even the Human Emperor here, he has to avoid the edge of the enemy for a while. Do you think you can swallow the power of thousands of dragons with this ancient incense?"

The old sacrificial spirit in Zhenguo snorted coldly, and his sleeves waved.

I saw the light of the Fengshen Platform under Ye Yun’s seat blooming, revealing terrifying waves.

At the same time, the dozen or so dim mountains were lit up again.

"Look at the Fengshen Tower under your seat, there is a gap there, which is made up of the flesh and blood of a genius."

The old sacrificial spirit in Zhenguo smiled. His soul was blurred, but it was very real, like the regeneration of flesh and blood.

"Um?"

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and set his eyes on the Fengshen Platform under his seat.

That genius?

For some reason, he remembered Senior Ouyang Jiu, the elder who taught him the Douzi.

"That genius is amazing. He has been trapped in a place of nirvana for many years, but he still survived by proclaiming himself."

"It's just a pity that I suggest that the Human Emperor lead an ancestor to kill him!"

The old scholar of Zhenguo tsk, and he still felt amazement.

If that person is still alive and has not fallen, there will be a person in the world who is expected to enter the holy realm.

But there is no if, this if was strangled by him! It is a great achievement to kill a future holy powerhouse in the cradle.

Therefore, the old man in the country was willing to talk more about the spirits and was proud.

"You are actually the only one who is a feather. Even if you are dissipated, you are still fighting in the nest!"

Ye Yun's eyes shot out unprecedented murderous intent, and anger was about to reveal his chest! The hidden feelings of that year were revealed one by one in front of him.

Ouyang Jiu, Daozong, is the rebellious scale in his heart. How could he not be angry when he saw his former enemy?

"My soul is still there, and no one can move the power of the ten thousand dragons here. Even if the Human Emperor comes, he has to stand aside!"

The old man in Zhenguo sacrifices the spirits very domineering. Even if his true body has fallen, he still dares to look down on the heroes! "Buzz!"

The phantom of the old spiritual sacrifice in Zhenguo was shocked and suddenly pressed his finger forward.

"You can die, little guy!"

At this moment, more than 90,000 mountains shine together.

A true dragon phantom was released from each mountain, and suddenly swept to Ye Yun! Ten thousand dragons returned to one another and hit Ye Yun directly! Ye Yun's eyes bloomed, and his expression showed a cold look.

At this moment, he could not see a trace of shock on his face, but instead was so calm that he was scary.

You must know that the power of ten thousand dragons, one meter away from him, rolled in, as if to destroy everything! If it really hit him, then this clone would definitely die.

After all, this is equivalent to the power of the whole country's faith. Even the Taihe Emperor has to look at him! "I don't know how to live or die?"

He didn't move at all. Do you really think you are a god?"

The old scholar of Zhenguo smiled and his face was sarcastic.

In his opinion, the swallowing speed of this eternal incense was too slow.

Although it was terrible, it was far from the point where he was afraid of it.

"It's not me who died today, but you!"

Ye Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his murderous intent was infinite.

His pupils changed a little, and a mysterious aura burst out.

At this time, the other side of the distance.

Ye Yun's original body suddenly opened his eyes, and he noticed the danger of his clone.

"A stick of incense for eternity is probably a long time. No one has awakened, no one has… ignited it!"

"I don't know what kind of situation it will be if it is ignited?"

Ye Yun murmured, his pupils instantly turned gray and the power of the witch ancestor was filled with it.

A stick of incense appeared behind him, but it was even more terrifying and amazing than the clone! At this moment, the incense was lit and a wisp of smoke floated.

Although the ignition trend is not very obvious, it is extremely terrifying.

There were waves in the void, as if they were going to break through the boundaries of time and space, and to seize faith from other divine kingdoms! In the Wanlong Mountains, a stick of incense for Ye Yun's clone was also lit, and a wisp of smoke floated.

This wisp of light smoke rose, blooming with a bitter murderous intent, as if it turned into a sharp sword, killing thousands of dragons in a loud and sharp way.

"Boom!"

The mountains were shaking, and the blood rain was magnificent. Tens of thousands of dragons were cut down one by one and turned into ashes.

"What, you lit an incense stick of eternal power?"

The old monk's pupils shrank and his expression changed drastically.

Is this impossible?

Throughout history, it has been rare for someone to ignite it! But it actually ignited a little today! "How could it suddenly become stronger? It seems that a force has been poured into the darkness."

"Can't it be...are you just a clone!?"

At this moment, the old sacrificial spirit in Zhenguo seemed to remember something, and his pupils shrank and he was frightened.

He is just fighting against... a clone now?
Chapter completed!