Xiao Yan, the Demon Emperor who fights against the sky

The confrontation between the two peerless supernatural powers ended with the shattering of the Maha Infinite Calamity. Although the dark red beam of light produced by the Eight Buddhas lost a lot of power due to the collision with the Maha Infinite Calamity, it still maintained its strength. An extremely considerable power. At least, the remaining power is more than enough to kill Mahatian!

If Mahatian had other powerful means, he might be able to block the remaining beam attacks. However, Mahatian had previously used the Supreme Dharma to push the unparalleled power of Maha Infinite Kalpa to the extreme, and his own consumption was also reduced. It is not small, and it has even suffered some backlash. Even if there are other means, they cannot be used now.

What's more, he was extremely confident in himself. He never thought that his Maha Infinite Tribulation would lose to Xiao Yan's Eight Buddhas, so he didn't think about avoiding it, plus the attack of the dark red beam. The speed was extremely fast, and when he realized that the attack was powerful enough to kill him completely, it was already too late to dodge.

Just when everyone thought that Mahatian would be killed by the dark red beam of light, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared in the space in front of Mahatian. Then, two beams of light were even more powerful than Mahatian. A somewhat powerful aura suddenly appeared in Xiao Yan's perception, and then, two old figures appeared strangely in front of Mahatian.

They were all wearing black and white robes, holding two crutches, one black and one white, in their dry hands. Although from the outside, the two of them looked like old people dying, but when the two of them appeared, , the entire continent seemed to emit a mournful sound.

"Late Saint Stage?!" Feeling the aura coming from the two old figures, Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. With Mahatian's strength, he is already considered a leader among the middle stage Saint Stage. But these two old men were much stronger than Mahatian. It was obvious that their strength had exceeded the scope of the mid-stage Saint Grade.

Come to think of it, these are the other two holy-grade heavenly supremes of the ancient Maha tribe that Qing Yanjing mentioned before. However, their strength is really beyond Xiao Yan's expectation. However, although they are also in the late-stage of the holy grade, these However, the feeling given to Xiao Yan by these two guys was much worse than that of the Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor that he had faced before. If they were to fight head-on, these two guys would definitely not be the opponents of the Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor.

"Now we're in trouble... I didn't expect these two old monsters to come too." Qing Yan, who was in the endless fire realm, looked at the two old men, one white and one black, in the distance, his face a little ugly. If they are the mainstay of the Ancient Maha Clan, then these two guys can be called the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Ancient Maha Clan. The reason why the Ancient Maha Clan can become the first of the five ancient tribes and dominate the world is because There are these two old men.

However, although the situation is extremely serious now, for some reason, Qing Yanjing still has extremely blind confidence in Xiao Yan. After all, if it were anyone else, it would be difficult for her to fight her way out of the evil clan outside the territory.

She could also see now that Xiao Yan's spiritual power alone would not be weaker than Mahatian's, otherwise he would not be able to crush the latter so easily. And this guy was able to defeat the late-stage Saint-grade Heaven-Destroying Demon Emperor during the Lingpintian Supreme Stage. Now that his strength has broken through to the Saint-grade stage, that strength must not stand still. Three Saints, for others, may be A fatal situation, but not necessarily for Xiao Yan.

The two old men looked at the dark red beam of light with extremely solemn expressions. They formed seals at the same time, and the black and white energy gathered together to form a transparent barrier, which blocked the dark red beam of light. Even so, they all knew that if these eight pagodas had not consumed a lot of power before, and if they had resisted together, they would never have been able to neutralize them so easily.

"It's true that the master is better than the master. The power of your eight pagodas is probably even better than that of the pagoda ghost back then..." The old man holding the black staff looked at Xiao Yan in front of him, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. A little surprised.

"However, the Eight Buddhas need to be based on the Buddha Tower before they can be used. Therefore, if you are not from the Ancient Buddha Clan, it is impossible to display it. However, this person does not have the blood of the Ancient Buddha Clan. Why can he also use the Eight Buddhas?" Bufutu?" The old man holding the white sword seemed to be confused.

"Tsk, this is the virtue of you ancient races. You will grow old after being beaten at a young age. In terms of shamelessness, you people from the ancient Maha tribe are really invincible." Xiao Yan glanced at the few people in front of him. The man curled his lips in disdain and said.

"Arrogant boy, when we were traveling across the world, you didn't know where to drink milk!" The old man at the head shouted coldly with some annoyance.

"Okay, okay, I've known for a long time that you people from the ancient Maha clan are just a bunch of turtles. There's no need to repeat it again." Xiao Yan waved his hand and said.

Hearing this, the expressions of the two old men were also extremely gloomy. They had been observing secretly for a long time, so they naturally knew what the turtle in Xiao Yan's mouth meant. With their status in the world, no one had dared to do so in the past. So mocking in front of them?

"Don't talk nonsense to him! This kid has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth! When you catch him, break his limbs! Then let him enjoy what life is worse than death!" Mahatian said with an extremely ferocious expression. He had already experienced Xiao Yan's power of words many times, and he was almost pissed off by him every time, so that's why he said this.

"Only four limbs? Then you are too inferior. When I hit someone, I usually break all five limbs. Oh, I forgot. You, the ancient Maha Clan, are all ten thousand-year-old bastards. Maybe you don’t have that thing long ago. It’s understandable that I didn’t think of this.”

"Asshole!" Being ridiculed by Xiao Yan, no matter how well-mannered the two old men were, they were completely angered at this moment. They took action at the same time, and the black and white wooden staffs burst out with thousands of rays of light at the same time. Obviously, these two Even a seemingly ordinary wooden staff is not an ordinary thing. It is probably even more powerful than the ancient Flame Dragon Halberd owned by the Fire Spirit Ancestor.

With the strength of the two of them in the late stage of the Saint Grade, coupled with the assistance of these two peerless holy objects, together, even a strong man like the Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor would retreat. However, in the face of this kind of offensive, Xiao Yan was completely Without any fear, with a thought in his mind, the Xuan Zhong Ruler once again transformed into a brilliant Fire Ruler like glass, and then brought endless flames towards the two supreme elders of the Maha Ancient Clan.