Everyone stared at the gap of Yin Death Qi in the Tai Chi Heaven in the west.
The next moment, a wave of surrender from heaven and earth, the aura of the Lord of Immortals, the Supreme of Heaven and Earth, rushed straight into the sky, evolving the power of Zhou Tian's Tao practice, without beginning and infinity, and with all the mysteries.
The group of people in Changsheng Zhibei felt dizzy, as if they were suppressed by countless mountains. They lay tightly on the ground, their breathing was stagnant, and their hearts were even more uneasy.
This momentum...
In comparison, the four quasi-emperors above seemed to have suddenly become as fragile and ridiculous as children.
This is indeed the case. The four ancestors, Huanzhu Ancestor, Liu Miao Fairy, Guixu Sword Master, and Zhulong Ancestor, are now pale and trembling, as if their souls have been suppressed. Only those who have cultivated to their level can We can understand the terror of this momentum.
But who is it? What kind of existence is it?
At this moment, a majestic momentum that could not be captured by the naked eye shattered the void in a trance, and a figure appeared in the sky above everyone——
Wearing a ragged robe, with long hair casually With a ponytail, the "Tian Gu" who has refined Zhou Tian, united heaven and man, and Hunyuan heaven and earth exudes a strange fragrance. He has a tall figure, no emotion on his face, and he doesn't even look at the crowd.
A green ruler is shouting and an old soul is standing next to him.
Immediately, he gently waved his sleeves, and the "scum" worth hundreds of millions on his body was shaken away, revealing his crystal-clear skin. The aura of being unparalleled in the world, dominating the world, and controlling the eternal life and death, suddenly dispersed.
“Buzz——”
The ruins of the True Immortal couldn’t bear it and completely collapsed. Countless boulders, immortal bricks and tiles, divine pillars and the opportunities within them were scattered in the air.
"Well..."
The four powerful quasi-emperors, Master Huan, Fairy Liu Miao, Sword Master Guixu, and Ancestor Zhulong, felt the pressure coming like a mountain roar and a tsunami. He couldn't help but groan, and fell heavily. More than fifty Zhoutian Dao Fruits were manifested behind him, struggling hard.
Changsheng Zhibei, Prince Zhi, Jiang Guiyi, Ye Liantian, Bluebird Sword Master, Xie Xiaofei and others endured the pain that was like their souls flying away and annihilated, and looked up, dumbfounded:
"Xin Zhuo?"< br>
"Brother..."
"Who are you...?"
Huanzhu, Fairy Liu Miao, Guixu Sword Master and Zhulong Ancestor also chatted. Ask.
Especially on the claws of the octopus under the illusion master, Xiong Batian, Xiaobai mother and son, Tanlang, Li Chunyuan and others were stunned.
......
Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear, took a deep breath of air, waved his sleeves, and a stream of immortal power from Emperor Haotian transformed the Hunyuan Avenue, as if the Emperor of Heaven came to earth, thousands of Visions come and go, and in the Hongmeng Taiji Heaven of the West, the boundless Yin and Death Qi that makes countless strongest quasi-emperors, half-step great emperors, and half-step immortal emperors unable to do anything, quickly gathers together, and finally forms a fist. A black bead the size of his head whizzed and fell into his palm, faintly revealing a terrifying aura that could kill both heaven and earth. He murmured: "This is the fifth opportunity..."
"This..."
The four quasi-emperor ancestors, Master Huan, Fairy Liu Miao, Sword Master Guixu, and Ancestor Zhulong, were instantly frightened to death. Behind them, Zhou Tiandaoguo was faintly unsteady, and his steps Step back.
This person's method of refining all things in the world is so amazing. This person's cultivation is unparalleled. Although he is not as capable as the Half-step Emperor who controls the whole world, he seems to be even more powerful than the Half-step Emperor.
Is there such a person in the world?
Not to mention dealing with this person, even facing him requires great courage. I felt frightened and chilled all over.
“Let’s go!”
Fairy Liu Miao scolded her first, and the four quasi-emperor ancestors fled in all directions.
"Ah..."
As soon as they flew out, they were shaken back by an invisible ripple. A vast, overwhelming, irreversible force. Just a simple touch made them practice hard. The cultivation base of seventeen or eight thousand is close to collapse.
The ancestor of the phantom master suffered the worst. The giant void beast "Eight-clawed Divine Fantasy" that had been with him for thirteen thousand years suddenly collapsed and died, screaming repeatedly. The huge body turned into flying smoke and dispersed. The little white mother and her son fell lightly.
"Pfft——"
The four ancestors of the quasi-emperors all had their internal organs burned, their Danhai was displaced, and they suffered terribly.
The ancestor of the illusion master felt sorry for his mount. He suddenly bowed his head to the sky and bowed. His old body prostrated on the ground, his face full of fear: "My ancestor, please remember that it is not easy for a villain to practice hard for many years. Forgiveness is not easy." , the little man is willing to serve you and serve you tea. "Pass the water!"
He has never been so humble in his life, even when he fought with Bai Xuong, no, who is Bai Xiong? Even if he is now the strongest quasi-emperor, in this In front of me, I'm afraid I'm vulnerable!
“We are willing to worship under the command of our ancestor!”
When Fairy Liu Miao, Sword Master Guixu and Ancestor Zhulong saw each other, they did not want to lag behind, and they all knelt down to express their surrender. .
Not far away, Prince Zhi, Changsheng Zhibei, Jiang Guiyi and others watched helplessly as the four powerful quasi-emperor ancestors were so cowardly. The contrast between the front and back was huge, and they couldn't help but feel dazed.
Looking at the figure in the sky again, it was obviously very familiar, but it had become extremely strange, so strange that I didn't dare to speak or recognize each other.
......
Xin Zhuo's eyes swept over the ancestor of the Phantom Lord. The ancestor of the quasi-emperor who was irresistible and irresistible in the ancient path of the True Immortal is now kneeling at his feet like an ant. In the dust, one finger can make his soul fly away. The key is that this person did not kill Xiaobai, mother and son, and suddenly felt boring.
Smiled at Xiaobai mother and son and others: "Long time no see."
Xiaobai mother and son, Tanlang, Gouxu Ancestor and others swallowed subconsciously and looked at Kneeling The ancestor of the Phantom Lord, who had trapped himself and others in the dust for nearly a thousand years, was as terrifying as a nightmare. Looking at Xin Zhuo high in the sky, he really couldn't connect the terrifyingly powerful man in front of him with the kid who escaped back then. How many years has it been?
The sea is ever-changing, has it changed to this extent?
It was Xiaobai who spoke first and said with a smile: "Brother Azhuo, I know you can do it, I..."
Before he finished speaking, Lingguo The lady stopped and said, "Ancestor Xin, please don't be presumptuous at this time!"
People who are powerful enough to have the power to destroy heaven and earth must not be blasphemed.
She is no longer the woman who asked Xin Zhuo to call him mother, and Xin Zhuo seems to be no longer the same Xin Zhuo. Once there is a huge gap in cultivation, people from two different worlds will appear.
Xin Zhuo remained silent, waving his hand to grab all the opportunities from the scattered fairy traces in the sky, and threw them at Jiang Guiyi, Xiaobai mother and son, and then broke through the void with one step and disappeared without a trace.
There was deathly silence all around, leaving only the flying ruins of true immortals, fairy tiles and fairy rubble...
The four of them, Master Huan, Fairy Liu Miao, Sword Master Guixu and Ancestor Zhulong, struggled to survive He raised his head and watched Xin Zhuo leave. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. This person ignored their kneeling and surrender. From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at them twice, as if he regarded them as duckweed dust.
I couldn't help but feel complicated. I sighed that there were too many masters in the world. For a moment, I lost all my mood, and they all ran away.
Before leaving, the ancestor of the fantasy master looked back at Xiaobai, mother and son, and seemed to have thought of something. He threw out a storage bag with a smile on his face: "Everyone, it is my fault that I have been detained for a thousand years. Is it my fault?" Please say something nice to Ancestor Xin, I’m sorry!”
Disappeared in a flash.
Xiaobai mother and son, Tanlang, Li Chunyuan and others were almost in tears. They had been in despair for thousands of years, but they were solved without saying a word because of Xin Zhuo's appearance.
On the other side, Jiang Guiyi was still muttering: "My brother is like this..."
Ye Yichen was also a little confused. He suddenly had such a terrifying brother-in-law, and he had been fantasizing about it for a while. The strange scene made me tremble, and I quickly held Jiang Guiyi's shoulders: "Guiyi, Ancestor Xin... doesn't seem to care about family ties, please be quiet!"
Jiang Guiyi's eyes were red and he pointed at the dozen or so immortal jade slips, elixirs and immortal weapons floating in front of him: "You don't care about family ties, he gave me these?"
Ye Yichen whispered: "I gave them all. , a decline!"
"What is Xin Zhuo's cultivation now?"
Prince Zhi murmured not far away.
Chang Sheng Zhi Bei slowly shook his head: "I don't understand, but... I think it is no better than Ji Dao Tianzun and Wangchuan Martial Emperor!"
Speaking of this, my mouth went dry for a while, this is really an outrageous comparison.
……
Nanyun Lingyu.
The nine northern empires have long been conquered by the immortals. There are ruins everywhere, weeds everywhere, hundreds of thousands of miles of desolation, and mountains of dead bones.
The remaining tens of millions of mortals all arrived at the entrance of the Northern Evening Wind Valley. They all looked dull and looked blankly at the Xianwu blood cloud high in the sky ahead.
Some of them thought of the Zhenwu gods passed down from ancient times. At that time, the world was very peaceful and prosperous. The stories of the emperors of the Jiu Ming Kingdom and the Zhenwu gods were popular among the people and lasted for generations.
But now, I'm afraid It is the true martial god who is no longer there, otherwise the world would never have been left in such a state of decline with no hope.
Even if hundreds of martial immortals later succeeded the Zhenwu gods, they could not stop the immortals.
Back then, the ancestors could not even see the face of the immortal.
They miss the life of their ancestors very much. How could they be as hopeless as they are now in those years?
"Poof——"
At this moment, ten figures staggered out from the Xianwu blood cloud.
It is Liufeng Ancestor, Zizitian King Yunzizi, Five Elements King, Chen Family Ancestor, Erzhu Ancestor, Mengzhao Xuanzun, Xuanyuan Shenjun, Erzhu Ancestor, Qilin Tribe High Priest, Feng The clan saint kings are ten powerful quasi-emperors.
Emperor Qiyan, Emperor Twelve Dinghaizhu, and Emperor Qiankun's Mirror of Heaven and Earth also flew back with the whine.
The ten people barely managed to stop themselves. They were already covered in bruises and their Xuanyuan energy was exhausted.
When the True Immortal Ruins ended and the Immortal Martial War continued, there were only two realms left in the world, which were forced to defend. The ancestors of the strongest quasi-emperors ordered that their ten quasi-emperors lead three hundred battles between the big and small Yuan Lords and control the two emperors' soldiers. Taking over Xin Zhuo's position, he protected the remaining billions of mortals in Nanyun, fought against the immortals, and dispersed the immortals' power.
The ten quasi-emperors are full of confidence. Are the ten quasi-emperors and the two imperial soldiers inferior to that junior Xin Zhuo? What a joke.
But the gap between ideal and reality is too big!
There are almost no reinforcements on the opposite side. There are still Wujing Tianjun, Haoyue Tianjun, Wushan Goddess, Lingxiao Tianjun, Zhao Gunming, and Bearded Tianjun who have survived a hundred battles under Xin Zhuo. At most, there are more The three Doubu Heavenly Lords and the Immortal Emperor's divine weapons were still the God-killing Spear and Tai Chi Tu.
In the end, they were overwhelmed and beaten, especially the six Eight-Yuan Quasi-Immortal Emperors without Mirror Heavenly Lord, who were extremely good at fighting and fighting. He is good at plotting, kills for no reason, and is extremely terrifying. Every move and every move has reached an extreme level.
They were in a trance, wondering how Xin Zhuo resisted back then, and how he killed dozens of quasi-immortal emperors?
The ten of them have been struggling for three hundred years, and all the Yuan Masters under their command have died. If it were not for the king of freedom, Yun Zizai, who entered the eighth stage of Wuji Taoism training and was so strong that he fought with force, they would have been defeated long ago. .
But at this moment, everyone has exhausted their cultivation and is unable to continue to resist.
"There is no hope! The strength of Wujing's six immortals is seriously inconsistent with the rumors. We are not opponents, so we must admit it!"
Yun Zizai coughed heavily, his face turned pale, "I don't know how that Xin Zhuo did it back then. It's really puzzling, but if we continue, there will only be a dead end!" (End of Chapter)