Chapter 23, take the clouds and remember the present, and push the waves in the sky

On the altar, there is a burning Easter egg, and a huge breath of life stirred around.

In the Easter egg, there is a violent "dong-dong" sound, as if a life is struggling in it and is about to come down.

Ren Xiaoyao's sword light hit the altar, and suddenly another secret space was revealed.

In the depths of the altar, there are many powerful fierce beasts locked.

Such as the ancient snake, the ancient dragon, the ancient Pia, the fire of life of an ancient fierce beast is pulled out and transported to the Easter egg.

God gave him a moment and was shocked. If those ancient fierce beasts let him absorb one-tenth of the blood, they could definitely break through to the top of the world in one fell swoop.

However, now, it is just used as a nutrient for an egg. I'm afraid this process has been going on for a long time.

What kind of horrible life is conceived in that egg?

Tianci looked around, and there was another disappointment in his heart. He still didn't see the dance clothes, Cai'er and Hua Gu'er.

At this time, Ren Xiaoyao leaned on his sword and said coldly, "Ren Xiaoyao is here. Why don't you come out to see him?"

The light voice spread in the quiet space, and immediately another voice followed: "I am, Duomeng, human race, why violate my fantasy city?"

Hearing this, Tianci immediately said, "More than ten years ago, you caught a woman from one clan, two demon clans. Hand them over quickly!"

"That's my family. The hope of Zhongxing can't be handed over." The voice of Duomeng came out slowly.

God's gift couldn't help burning with anger: "Ren Xiaoyao, please help!"

"Gun over someone, or die!" Ren Xiaoyao looked at the altar, and the light of the heavenly sword gradually became blazing.

"At the end of the war, blood sacrifice, awakening is only today!"

Many dreams are the real horrible beasts in ancient times. They are by no means compared with the ancient relics of Kunpeng and Dapeng.

The form of many dreams is ever-changing, the size is satisfactory, the strength is unparalleled, and the magic power is invincible.

Many dreams of adulthood are all the realm of the son of heaven, and many dreams can only become an adult if you swallow a son of heaven. This is a multi-dream, an adult sacrifice inherited from blood.

However, this dream in Fantasy City is not yet an adult, but a desperate situation.

Ren Xiaoyao is well-informed, and he has never heard of what a fierce beast Duomeng is.

But he had no fear and said, "Take the cloud's mind, just remember today!"

Yitian Sword, under Ren Xiaoyao, turned into a giant sword and stabbed straight to the altar.

If it is hit by the artifact, the altar can be smashed into pieces in an instant.

"Oh--"

With a roar, full of vicissitudes of life, long and endless, I saw a fierce beast and greeted it.

This fierce beast looks like a giant dragon, but he has twelve pairs of wings and thirty-six pairs of claws. The most terrible thing is his head, which has seventy-two.

Many wings, claws and heads of Duomeng have different shapes, and no pair is exactly the same, just like the bodies of many fierce beasts.

"Although the glorious era of ancient fierce beasts has passed, my fantasy city will never be humiliated!"

Duo Meng said, and his 72 heads all bloomed, spitting out a breath.

Those breaths contain all kinds of energy, representing various laws, such as darkness, destruction, corrosion, light••••••

Yi Tianjian was bombarded by Duomeng's breath and buzzed and trembled.

The core of the fairy weapon in the universe is the law, and each fairy weapon contains at least one law.

And the more fairy weapons the law, the stronger the power.

As for the artifact, there is a pure true meaning of the martial artist in it. The divine sword is also called sword meaning, and the law are actually different forms of expression of the same category.

The seventy-two heads of many dreams represent seventy-two laws, and their power is beyond imagination.

In modern times, it is impossible to have many fierce beasts like dreams.

Seeing this situation, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but be slightly moved. His eyes drooped, and his divine light was restrained. He said, "Sighing the sword in my hand, it means that I don't know how to turn back and hate it. It's magnificent!"

Ren Xiaoyao's kendo, a collection of ancient, medieval and modern achievements, is unique, such as the torrent of the times, which will only crush the general trend.

Fighting with people is often a few moves to win or lose. It is precisely because of Ren Xiaoyao's kendo that he doesn't know how to turn back.

Duomeng's body completely stretched out from the altar and protected the Easter eggs.

His seventy-two heads, the seventy-two rules of unbearable luck, want to kill Ren Xiaoyao.

At the same time, his thirty-six pairs of claws and twelve pairs of wings showed exquisite ancient combat skills and made a piece with Yitian Sword.

The huge will is rolling in the space. Such a battle has not destroyed this space, as if it has returned to ancient times.

In ancient times, the laws of heaven and earth were the most tenacious. With the change of the times, not only the monks became weaker and weaker, but also the rules of the law declined.

Ren Xiaoyao turned his sword into light and fought with Duomeng for a moment, but there was no defense to blow up Duomeng. On the contrary, his momentum gradually weakened.

"Okay, happy, Duomeng, you are the most enjoyable battle since I realized the Tao. I will defeat you with all my strength!"

Ren Xiaoyao roared, and 108,000 pores all over his body began to spray sword light. In an instant, he merged with Yitian Sword.

"The art of fencing, this is the strongest swordsmanship in kendo!"

Ren Xiaoyao's fencing skills have 9,999 million and 9,999 changes, which are very complicated and outrageous.

Only the soul of the extreme world can show so many changes in the blink of an eye. With God-given power, it is still far away.

The indestructible power of the artifact, just a few hundred and thousands of swords, is also difficult to break the defense of many dreams.

But 9,999 million and 9,999 swords were bombarded at once. In countless worlds in the universe, I'm afraid no one can catch it except the emperor.

At the beginning, the fantasy city owner and receiving light were under Ren Xiaoyao's fencing skills, with hatred for Nirvana.

Although Duomeng has mastered seventy-two laws, he naturally has the upper hand over other monks, but he is not as refined and pure as sword cultivation.

His body was instantly exploded by the Heavenly Sword, and every drop of flesh and blood of his body turned into nothingness.

"Roar--"

The body was destroyed, and the injured howling resounded in the dreamy soul.

Ren Xiaoyao was indifferent, and his men did not show any mercy and continued to use fencing skills.

The fencing skill is also a great burden on Ren Xiaoyao. The power of the soul is rapidly being consumed.

It's just a lot of dreams. I can't defend against the continuous Tianjian attack at all. The invincible power of the artifact is really too strong.

His soul is getting weaker and weaker, but below is the altar, and Duomeng is unwilling to leave anyway.

Under the continuous attack of the artifact, even if the extreme situation does not dodge, it will be killed. Duomeng is completely desperate.

And the brilliance of the Easter egg is getting brighter and brighter, and the fire of life is burning more and more vigorously. It seems that it feels the crisis of many dreams. The life in the egg is trying to break through the shell.

"Long years, long time, fate and fate, finally there is a difference."

The melancholy of many dreams suddenly spread, which was touching.

Although the ancient fierce beast is named after ancient times, in fact, the bloodline is no longer as pure as in ancient times.

The fierce beasts of Fantasy City are all the descendants of the first generation of fierce beasts in ancient times. The bloodline has been passed down from generation to generation. It is much thinner, but it is still more powerful than the medieval and modern fierce beasts.

Many dreams for a lifetime, almost invincible in the final situation, but he had to be defeated by the previous appointment.

His thoughts gave rise to a lot of grief, and a long sigh came out.

As soon as I was born, I shouldered the heavy responsibility of Zhongxing ancient fierce beasts. As soon as I was born, I never left Fantasy City. Who can not feel tired?

"Then, the hope of our countless generations of ancient beasts will be delivered to you."

The soul of many dreams suddenly burned, and a huge fire of life surged to the Easter egg.

After being sacrificed by many dreams, the Easter eggs wailed and shook more fiercely.

Countless cracks appear on the eggshell.

"Kka - Kaka - Kaka"

"Ran--"

In the eggshell, the seven-color glow bursts out, even shining in all directions of the void world, a spectacle of heaven and earth, colorful.

This is the most noble life. There is only a vision at birth. As soon as you are born, you will be invincible.

When God gave birth, it was only lightning and thunder, which was insignificant.

Some people are born, or Tiannv scattered flowers, or Chery from the sky. Only when they are reincarnated can they have such a stage.

At this moment, in the Easter egg, a phoenix flew out.

This phoenix is colorful and extremely gorgeous. The bell world is beautiful, and it gathers the essence of the world. There is no words to describe it.

"You are a psychic phoenix!" Ren Xiaoyao's surprised words suddenly blurted out.

The God-given heart also shook.

In modern times, the most powerful fierce beast in the demon clan is the real dragon, but in ancient times, the real dragon was just a loach.

I don't know how many in ancient and lawless fierce beasts there are, but the most mysterious and unpredictable fierce beasts, colorful phoenixes can be among the top.

Caifeng has the ability to recover from the dead. Even if the mark of life is broken, Caifeng can be resurrected in the void. Caifeng himself is even more known as immortal.

Like every real dragon, it is a legendary realm, and every colorful phoenix is a desperate realm.

The five-clawed real dragon is the king of the real dragon, and the psychic colorful phoenix is the king of the colorful phoenix.

The psychic phoenix is already a existence that crosses the top of the world, which is no different from the son of heaven.

In the modern three thousand worlds and countless small worlds, the colored phoenix will not exceed three, not to mention the psychic colored phoenix, which is simply extinct.

In the primitive world, no monk can break through to the realm of the Son of Heaven, and the void world, the law is not like the primitive world, and it is impossible to promote the realm of the Son of Heaven.

This suddenly born psychic phoenix, in fact, like Ren Xiaoyao, is the existence of crossing the last half of the top of the world, and can evolve at any time.

In the face of the existence of the same level, Ren Xiaoyao is not afraid of anyone, but a psychic phoenix can't be killed by the artifact alone for hundreds of years.

"Hungren monk, we have met again. Remember, my name, pick up the light!" The psychic colorful phoenix elegantly stretches its wings in the space, with an indescribable charm.

But suddenly, the psychic Caifeng said in a milky tone in a milky tone, "No, I'm Cai'er, it's not a light!"