The Buddha-killing knife and the brocade order collided.
Both Han Yang and Zhan Junzi were shocked.
Junzi Zhan's eyes were full of disbelief.
Supernatural power?!
Han Yang's sword turned out to be a magical power!
Moreover, it is a magical power that is more powerful than that of the ancient clan.
The reason why the ancient tribe is called the ancient tribe and does not regard themselves as a member of the human race is because of the existence of supernatural powers.
In the eyes of the ancient people, they are the darlings of God.
That's why you can acquire this kind of magical power that only gods can use.
Other human beings may also be able to master one or two magical powers, but they will never possess as many as 108 magical powers like the ancient tribe.
But at this time, what Han Yang showed was actually more terrifying than the 108 magical powers of the ancient tribe.
It simply subverted Zhan Junzi's cognition.
"The artifact is good, but you... are a little bit worse."
Faced with being crushed by ancient artifacts, Han Yang still had the energy to talk.
Zhan Junzi's eyes were scarlet, his expression was ferocious, and he could no longer utter a word.
He is indeed a little weaker.
After all, he is only the demigod of Tiangang.
If it were an Earthly Demigod with seventy-two magical powers, or a Supreme Demigod who was proficient in one hundred and eight magical powers, he would be able to exert greater power if he were in charge of the Brocade Order.
but……
His attack was still enough to kill the demigod of Shenlu.
But he was still blocked by Han Yang.
This guy is so strong!
boom!
Zhan Junzi was blown away.
The arm almost exploded.
The moment Zhan Junzi was repulsed, the effect of the Brocade Order also disappeared.
"God is coming!"
The headmaster of Jinpao witnessed Han Yang's fight against the ancient artifact, so how could he dare to be careless?
Directly display the strongest method of the God List Organization.
The God-given list can attract the phantoms of gods and make them even more powerful.
"Formation, fusion!"
Zhan Junzi also roared angrily.
The brocade army formed a formation quickly, and rays of supernatural light rose up from their bodies, and finally they all merged into the body of Zhan Junzi.
The latter roared in pain.
And his realm began to continuously improve.
Forty-two supernatural powers!
Forty-eight magical powers!
Fifty-four magical powers!
The magical light on his body continues to rise by the order of eight.
This is the true power of the Brocade Army.
"Oh...it's interesting!"
The opponent's fusion battle formation is similar to the general star battle formation that Han Yang once taught the Tianwu Dynasty.
However, it was still a little bit worse after all.
The ancient clan's fusion battle formation can only integrate magical powers, but it cannot improve the realm of the warrior gentleman.
Junzi Zhan simply doesn't understand that no matter how much magical power he improves, it will be of no use to Han Yang.
The Sixteen Divine Powers of the Nine Transformations of Stars, even the small magical powers of the sixth meridian, are enough to crush the so-called magical powers of the ancient clan.
This is a gap in quality that cannot be made up by quantity.
"It's time to end the fight..."
After observing the trump cards of the ancient tribe and the divine descendants, Han Yang lost interest in continuing to entangle.
Zheng!
The sound of the sword sounded again.
This time, the relics of Namo Bao Guang Sheng Buddha on the Buddha-killing knife were also activated.
Demon Buddha, instant kill!
Buzz!
Time and space freeze.
The War Gentleman holds the artifact Brocade Order, which can resist the concentration spell, but other Brocade Troops cannot.
When everyone is immobilized, the fusion battle formation will collapse on its own.
Junzi Zhan's improvement in magical powers came to an abrupt end, and finally stopped at the number sixty!
It’s time to pay homage!
He immediately realized that he had fought all his life and was invincible, but today he might be capsized in the gutter.
But he will not admit defeat!
"kill!"
Zhan Junzi's eyes were blood red, and all the power in his body was mobilized.
Inspire the Brocade Order with all your strength once again!
clang!
The brocade order and the Buddha-killing knife collided for the second time.
But the ending was different from the first time, like a devastating blow.
Click!
A shattering sound came out.
There were cracks on the tapestry.
The Buddha-killing sword sliced through the brocade order as if cutting through nothingness.
puff!
The blade brought up a rain of blood.
Zhan Junzi's head flew high.
"You are indeed very strong..."
Leaving only the last words, Zhan Junzi's soul gradually disappeared under the destruction of the demon Buddha.
"Commander!"
When space returned to normal, the Brocade Army couldn't help but roar in grief after seeing the corpse of their leader.
At this moment, a divine power suddenly rose.
"god!"
"god!"
"god!"
The sound of chanting by gods and Buddhas rang in everyone's ears.
The sad expressions on the faces of hundreds of brocade soldiers slowly dissipated, and their eyes became dull.
Even the perfect demigods of the ancient tribe cannot resist the sound of chanting by gods and Buddhas.
A shadow of a god and demon gradually appeared on the body of the golden-robed leader.
This phantom of gods and demons merged with the halo of the God-given God List, and the body began to expand and become longer.
Ten feet!
Hundreds of feet!
Eventually it turned into a giant phantom of a god thousands of feet tall.
"Mortal, why don't you kneel down!"
From its mouth comes the ancient sound of urn and urn.
The ancient music is full of mysterious sacredness, which makes people surrender involuntarily.
Plop!
Plop!
The ancient brocade army!
God-born demigods, two red-robed archbishops!
They all knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling.
This is God.
Even if it only exudes a trace of the true power of the gods, it is definitely not something that a demigod can withstand.
For the weaker demigods, even the divine fire is constantly swaying, as if it will be extinguished at any time.
No one dared to look up.
Because mortals cannot look directly at gods.
Even if demigods consider themselves gods, they are still just mortals in the heaven.
Everyone is kneeling down.
Li Chunxian's body trembled, and blood marks appeared on his skin.
The soul is constantly trembling and humming.
Kneel down!
Kneel down!
A voice kept blasting in the sea of her consciousness, wanting her to kneel down to this god and make her surrender.
"I, Fengxian Mountain, do not worship gods!"
Li Chunxian tried his best to squeeze out these seven words from between his teeth.
A mouth full of silver teeth almost shattered.
The laws within the body are collapsing.
The consequences of fighting against the gods are obviously extremely tragic.
Maybe if it lasts just a moment longer, she will pay the price with her life.
This is the real reason why the gods can steal food from the tiger's mouth of the ancient tribe and get a share of the heaven and the real realm.
God is coming!
Invite the gods to come.
Except for the ancient earth evil demigods holding artifacts, no one can resist the divine coming technique drawn by the God-given List.
And just when the laws in Li Chunxian's body were about to collapse and his soul was about to be annihilated in the supreme divine power, a strange voice sounded in the void.
"Kneel down!"
Unlike the voice in Li Chunxian's sea of consciousness that kept telling her to kneel down with ancient divine sounds, this latter one had no pressure on her at all.
Not only that.
This voice seemed to give her a special power, pouring into the sea of consciousness, allowing her to continue to hold on under the power of the gods.
Li Chunxian's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and no color could be seen.
She felt relieved and released a stream of divine consciousness.
Li Chunxian wanted to know who this life-saving voice came from.
Then……
She saw a scene she would never forget.
It’s Han Yang!
The second voice from before came from Han Yang.
But that's not the point.
The point is...
That god was high and full of supreme divine power. His mere appearance made all the ancient tribesmen and descendants of gods kneel down and worshiped him, and Li Chunxian almost had his soul shattered.
Because of Han Yang's command, he knelt down like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold.
Boom!
The entire void shook violently.
The huge phantom of the god summoned by the golden-robed leader with the God-given list was actually kneeling down towards Han Yang.