The power of the mandala is too terrifying. The wound that has this power left remains. The broken left arm and broken chest of Thunder Emperor cannot recover for the time being.

The same is true for Lin Xiao, who was knocked out of several blood holes. No matter how he destroys his power to reorganize his body, he cannot recover until the remaining ancestral thunder power in the wound is completely eliminated.

"Little Devil--" The heavily injured Thunder Emperor let out a terrifying roar. He could not accept the existence of the five supreme atmospheres that had cultivated the world, but was unable to defeat this small perfect emperor.

An average Perfect Emperor can kill him even if he breathes a breath.

Lin Xiao was also very injured, with blood flowing from the blood hole on his body. He rode the Huangquan Tower to suppress the severely injured Thunder Emperor, grabbed the Mandala Sword with both hands and slashed out again.

The Mandala Sword was slashed and one sword was slashed out, and the heaven, earth, time and space seemed to be stagnant, making the Thunder Emperor unable to escape.

The eight ancestral light whips behind them were barely swung out to block them. The "pa" was connected with crispness. The eight ancestral light whips could not stop the Mandala Sword and broke instantly. Lin Xiao's sword hit the Thunder Emperor's right arm that was stretched out to block.

The right arm was cut off, and it was too late for the Thunder Emperor to reorganize the five supreme atmospheres. Lin Xiao suddenly held the sword and slammed it, and wanted to completely strangle the Thunder Emperor.

"Damn it—" Lei Emperor roared, pushed his right hand hard, and finally pushed the suppressed Huangquan Tower away and escaped. The Mandala Sword left a deep terrifying wound on his body, and a large amount of energy and blood were leaking out.

Although he was extremely injured and even though his arms were cut off, the Thunder Emperor was still inhaling and roaring, swallowing and spitting out the ancestral thunder. Suddenly, a ball of ancestral thunder erupted out of his entire body, rushing out, as if he could destroy everything.

This attack is the last power of the Thunder Emperor.

"The Ancestral Thunder Destroys the World--"

Lin Xiao's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Borrowing the power of the source of creation, although he was constantly energetic, his emperor body could not bear it by waving the Mandala Sword. The bones on his body were creaking and brittle, and cracks were faintly revealed. What was even more terrifying was that the fetus of the universe was vibrating.

Unable to bear the load, the power of the Mandala Sword that he had swung out was also decaying.

Even so, another move of the mandala sword slash still blocked the "Ancestral Thunder Destroyed the World" attack. However, Lin Xiao was shocked and sprayed a big breath of fresh air.

"If the body could not bear too strong load, this Thunder Emperor. I could kill it with one sword-"

The mandala also contains more powerful power, but unfortunately Lin Xiao’s current state and body cannot bear and exert it.

The last blow, the ancestral thunder was destroyed, and Lin Xiao held the mandala sword and finally issued the last blow to the Thunder Emperor. After this blow, killing the Thunder Emperor also indicates that there will be no more imperial palace in the world from now on.

The Thunder Emperor watched the Mandala Sword grow bigger and bigger in his heart and want to drown everything, and suddenly let out a shrill roar: "A few ancestors, do you really want to sit and watch me be killed?"

With this roar, suddenly, a slight low hum was passed down, and a gap suddenly opened in the sky above the Thunder Emperor. Even under the power of the Mandala Sword Slash, the space could be easily tore open, grabbed it with one hand, lifted the heavily injured Thunder Emperor, and stepped into the gap. Lin Xiao's mandala Sword cut the air.

Unexpectedly, the Thunder Emperor was rescued at the last moment. Could it be that there is really an old monster behind this imperial palace?

Lin Xiao understood that the situation he feared the most was probably happening.

He was not afraid of the imperial palace, nor was he afraid of any deputy emperor or emperor lord, but he was afraid of the old monsters that might be hidden behind the imperial palace.

At that time, the reason why the vice emperor Changmei chose humans was because of the shallow foundation and foundation of human beings, and their strength was obvious, so they were not afraid of any old monsters hiding behind them. After all, humans on Earth had been in this world for a short time.

Other forces do not know how many tens of thousands of years it has been. It is not surprising that a few old monsters have been cultivated in such a long period of time.

Lin Xiao's face looked ugly and slowly retreated. The mandala sword he was holding was slightly shocked. In the mandala of his sword grid guards, one tree root after another slowly emerged.

The strongest tree ancestor's power was finally inspired by him.

Even if he fought against the Thunder Emperor, he did not use the power of the Tree Ancestor. Because the load was too high, it might cause his emperor bones and body to completely collapse. Before he could kill the enemy, he could not bear the collapse.

But now, I am afraid that I will not be able to use the power of the tree ancestor.

The void above collapsed into a terrifying crack, and among the cracks, a building like a floating island slowly floated out.

The broken Lei Emperor was mentioned on the floating island.

A sigh rang out: "I have lived in seclusion for countless years, and I never thought that there would be a day when I was forced to take action."

On the floating island, except for the Lei Emperor who was lifted up and fell to the side, three figures sat cross-legged there.

These three figures, all white, wrinkles on their faces, were covered in simple gray robes, and they were standing cross-legged as if they had never moved for billions of years. The simplicity of ancient aura and wrinkles on their faces made everyone understand that they had lived through endless years.

At their level and strength, how long has the wind and frost of time left wrinkles on their faces.

"Three ancestors... These people destroy the foundation of my imperial palace... they can't spare any of them." The broken Lei Emperor slowly got up, turned his head and looked at Lin Xiao below, with resentment.

These three old men with white beards and white eyebrows, who were cross-legged on the floating island, closed their eyes and remained motionless. After hearing the words of the Thunder Emperor, the old man with the tallest figure suddenly made a subtle voice: "Since you have shown up... the third brother, just take action... clean it up."

"Okay...who told you to be...the boss..." The thin old man with wrinkles on the right, shaking his body and slowly stood up.

The thin old man rolled his eyes and suddenly two rays of light lit up. He rushed over the bullfight and suddenly shook his entire void.

"Everyone retreated—"

Lin Xiao shouted loudly, and his right hand shook. More and more trees of the tree ancestor emerged from the mandala sword, and soon they flew into the sky, forming a domain. The source of creation behind them provided more powerful energy. Even if they could not bear the load on their body and the emperor's bones were shattered, Lin Xiao could only bite the bullet and go on it.

At the same time, he secretly sent a message from Sun Yaojie, Ji Jiaohong and others to take Lin Xuan'er and immediately fled here.

Even the Thunder Emperor is called the ancestor. The strength of the three old men on the floating island is simply unfathomable. Lin Xiao lost confidence for the first time.

"These big forces have experienced countless years, and there are indeed such old monsters left." Lin Xiao inhaled, but saw that the thin old man was descending above the void. Above his head, one after another, the essence was rushing out of the sky, and each energy was a supreme atmosphere.

One, two... Soon, like the Thunder Emperor, five supreme weathers were shot out, and then the sixth weather was shot out.

Lin Xiao's heart sank.

Six supreme weathers, this thin old man actually cultivated six supreme weathers.

With no superior existence, every additional supreme weather will be terrifyingly improved, and the later it goes, the more difficult it will be to cultivate its supreme weather.

According to legend, it is believed that a strong man with no superior level is comparable to a four-dimensional creature. What is said is that every time he cultivates a supreme atmosphere, he will take another step towards the four-dimensional creature. In the end, he will infinitely approach the power of a real four-dimensional creature, even to match, surpass...

Lin Xiao didn't know how strong this thin old man was. The only thing that was certain was that the other party was many times stronger than the Lei Emperor.

The six supreme weathers were all straight, and the thin old man stretched out his hand and pointed his hand on the void. The six supreme weathers above his head swung up and threw them out suddenly.

This time he threw it out not only to attack Lin Xiao, but also to cover all the powerful humans from all directions. Under this attack, he actually wanted to kill all the large number of humans along with Lin Xiao.

The thin old man took action and his power was simply terrifying.

"It's not that easy." Lin Xiao shouted in a deep voice, ready, and his right hand shook, and the sky was filled with the roots of the ancestor of the tree. These roots not only could stop the supreme atmosphere that was thrown out, but could also directly devour the opponent's energy. The "Mandala Sword" in his hand slashed out heavily at the thin old man.

There is only one way to prevent the other person from harming other humans, which is to put the other person at great pressure so that he cannot distract himself from attacking other people.

Other human powerhouses have begun to retreat one after another. Anyone can see that the situation has reversed and they have encountered a crisis.

"Ah?" The thin old man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he was slightly surprised. When the mandala sword was slashed out, he could only block it. The roots of the tree ancestor who stretched out from all directions seemed even more terrifying.

The source of creation is constantly providing energy. Lin Xiao stimulated the power of the ancestor of the tree and the Chaos Tree. He did not integrate into the mandala of the Eye of Destruction, because his current realm is not enough, and the mandala cannot integrate into this destructive power that is too powerful.

Not only that, Lin Xiao held the Huangquan Tower in his left hand. The tower shrank in his palm and finally turned into a fist. He pressed the mandala sword in his hand, and the shrinking Huangquan Tower also merged into the mandala sword.

The ancestor of the tree, the Chaos Tree, the Yellow Spring Tower, the Sword of Time, the Source of Creation, and other various weapons and the mandala themselves, all the power was stimulated. Lin Xiao's entire body was chubby, and thin cracks soon appeared. The power that Lin Xiao burst out at this moment was his strongest peak.

The face of the thin old man who was originally indifferent finally changed color.
Chapter completed!