The first cause of all realms

Chapter 804 The end!

shock!
quiet!
The moment 'Zhang Yuanzhu' stepped out of the door, many people present had vaguely guessed something.

But when they saw the fist mark protruding from the back of the door, everyone including Yang Qiu couldn't help but stop breathing.

"Lord Zhao..."

As if being burned by fire, everyone in front of and behind the door, except Yang prison, subconsciously backed away and stayed away.

Ka Ka Ka ~
The illusory portal seemed to be moaning, as if it couldn't carry the breath of the person behind it.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, a tall figure of more than nine feet tall, stepped out from behind the door.

boom!
Following the appearance of this figure, the vast and overbearing aura surged like a raging tide, trampling wildly in all directions.

Standing three feet in the air, this seemingly illusory nine-foot body, just standing still without moving, set off layers of frenzy.

"Old prince..."

At this moment, Yang Ju's eyes couldn't help but move.

The figure in front of him was not King Zhao, who had just become a martial sage in refining the 'Nine Bulls and Two Tigers' recipe.

It's not the old-fashioned Zhang Xuanba under the Qisha Mountain.

It was Prince Zhao of the Western Mansion, who was ready to fight the enemy to the death with full combat power and without reservation!
Truly, the pinnacle of martial arts!

"This old witch..."

Mu Qingliu's face was extremely ugly.

Compared with supernatural powers, Taoism and martial arts, the most different thing is that the first two are totally unreasonable!

Whether it is Taoism or supernatural powers, it all comes from Taoism, from heaven and earth!

Its mysteries are beyond the reach of human beings, and the terrifying effects it can exert are often beyond the scope of ordinary people's comprehension.

At this time, he couldn't understand how the old hag managed to rub so many great masters behind the door for her use...

"Henry Zhang!"

Only half of the Buddha's face is left, and there seems to be some changes. In memory, there is a fire in the eye socket of the stone carving:

"Junior sister, your book of heroes is really extraordinary..."

"I heard that you once practiced the disciple ceremony and followed him for more than a month? But I don't know, is it you, the half apprentice, who is better than the teacher, or the teacher, who is better than you, the half of the apprentice?"

The voice of the old woman in black came from the void, the underground, and behind the door at the same time. She ignored Lu Chen, and all her energy gathered in Qunyinglu and the young swordsman in front of the door.

In the previous battle, she really suffered a loss, a big loss!
This person not only refined her own sacrificial seal, but also displayed her Taoism in a way that she couldn't understand.

No one responded to her, and Yang Qiu would never pay attention to a dead person in his heart. His attention was all on the tall figure in front of the door.

He couldn't understand the old witch's Taoism, but he really felt the familiar breath,
And, will!
"Hehe, soon, you will know!"

Several incarnations of the same origin have different personalities. Compared with the old woman in white, she looks colder.

She seemed to enjoy the shock, fear, and anger in the eyes of everyone inside and outside the valley, but immediately turned into a ferocious reprimand:

"kill him!"

"Be careful……"

Feng Wushuang and the others retreated one after another, and Zhang Dong shook his aching arm, feeling his teeth aching.

But the previous words are still in my ears, and now I have to grit my teeth and transmit the sound:
"Your Majesty Yang, just do it. If the old man fights like this, even if the real King Zhao is resurrected, he can still pester him for a while. Don't say..."

Zhang Dong's sound transmission was very fast, but he discovered something was wrong even faster.

The 'figure' standing in the air did not move...

hum!
When the few people were astonished, a large stream of light burst out again.

Then, one after another, figures stepped out of the door and rushed towards the crowd one after another.

"killed……"

"Kill who?!"

The flames and clouds surged violently, interrupting the magic sounds coming from all directions.

At the same time, Lu Chen, who was playing with the 'Xuanshi' in the imaginary world far away, couldn't help raising his eyebrows:

"He actually, can do this step?!"

"You, are you not dead?!"

The huge roar drowned out the startled and angry voice of the old woman in black. The huge portal, which seemed to be connected to the void and seemed to be connected to the void, burst into pieces from the sea of ​​magma and flames!
Afterwards, that Hong Zhong also seemed to have a heroic voice:
"One punch!"

"You're not dead?! Impossible! Impossible!"

The extremely frightened voice echoed inside and outside the valley, and under the gust of wind, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Because, it was not anyone present who did it, but came out of that illusory portal, Henry Zhang!
"you?!"

Zhang Dong, who was already gaining momentum, retreated suddenly, looking at the tall figure with horrified eyes.

"This……"

"Lord Zhao?!"

"what?!"

……

Inside and outside the valley, there was an uproar, no matter the enemy or friend, they were all shocked to the extreme at this moment, and stood on the spot in a daze.

Only Yang Jue had a thought, and at the moment when the old woman in black's heart was shocked and her breath fluctuated, she suddenly activated it.

Boom!

The ground shattered under his feet like ruins, and a surging sea of ​​blood burst out along with the true gang.

In the blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared from everyone's sight, only an extremely bright fist glow pierced the night, regardless of his priority!
Those who came here today are all masters of the rivers and lakes and heroes, but at this moment, few people can reflect it.

It wasn't until the rumbling loud noise echoed from the night that he suddenly woke up.

"it is good!"

On the cliff, it seemed that someone caressed his palm and sighed, and then, a palm suddenly appeared in the void, and slapped it towards the night.

"Huh~"

Even though Yu Baimei, who is also a martial saint, didn't react to this momentary change, Mu Qingliu did.

Not only did he react, but the sword light that had been suppressed for a long time also burst out, coming later, but coming first!
Zheng!
Like a waterfall of sword light running across the sky, a bloody light glowed on the three-foot iron sword, carrying a world-shattering murderous aura,
Slashed at the palm protruding from the void:
"Old man, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

boom!
Rumble!
The earth-shattering battle broke out in an instant, and its speed was so fast that apart from Zhang Dong who could intervene, even Yu Baimei who was holding the Sword of Seven Tribulations was half a beat behind.

When he stood up holding the sword, his eyes were filled with a sea of ​​gas explosions colliding with the real ashes. In the huge valley, smoke and dust billowed, and large pieces of soil and sand were shaken into fine powder and thrown into the sky.

As strong as him, he can't even intervene at this moment!

boom!
In the night, the fist light bloomed, and the golden light shone through the night of the valley. Under the vibration of the void, a vague figure was squeezed out of the void!
"Henry Zhang!"

At this moment, the old woman in black couldn't be more frightened and angry.

Even she couldn't comprehend the change that happened in this instant.

She never believed that anyone could survive under the seven arrows, but Zhang Xuanba's branded body really got out of control and turned against him, but it happened for real!
"Henry Zhang, you will not live without fear of death!"

The complexion of the old woman in black was extremely ugly, and the backlash of the broken Taoism surged in her heart.

But she didn't even have time to vomit blood.

Because following the fist light coming vertically and horizontally, and the thunder and lightning added to his body, the extremely ferocious figure,
And then the killing will come!

"kill!"

Why the phantom walking out of the door suddenly turned against the old woman, Yang Jue didn't know at the moment, but the familiar will and breath let him know something in an instant.

Know more about the meaning of "one punch" in his mouth.

Therefore, his reaction was extremely swift and violent, and even more so, he was extremely decisive.

Within a few steps, the changes of the eighty-nine profound arts and the sky and thunder have been urged to the extreme. Based on this, the 'current boost' obtained from the Yuan Magnetic Real Body Art is several times more violent than before!
It could be seen with the naked eye that the cloud of bursting air stretched more than a hundred feet behind him, but no matter how fierce the crackling sound was, they couldn't catch up with him.

And the fist light piercing through it also illuminated the place where he was going, and illuminated the old woman in black who fell out of her hiding place with an extremely ugly face!

How fast is Yang Prison?

Even a person like the old woman in black couldn't help but shrink her pupils, crushed the law without thinking, and shouted:

"Lu Chen! If I die, you will never get better!"

But she didn't even have time to think about it, and she saw the pure and extremely pure sword light rising.

She knew very well that Mu Qingliu's swordsmanship was by no means comparable to Lu Chen's, but it was enough to stop him for a while!
hum!
Without any hesitation, she directly crushed the many Taoist inheritances and magic weapons on her body,

All Taoism, no matter what type, all burst out, blocking in front of him like a tidal wave of vigor!
At the same time, under the blessing of various Taoist techniques, the figure retreated, retreated, and retreated crazily.

boom!
Without any hesitation or dodge, with a speed exceeding that of everyone present, Yang Jian crashed straight into the frenzy of Taoism.

At this moment, even the qi, blood, true energy, and supernatural powers were stimulated to the extreme, and they exploded with the help of electric current.

Yang Qiu was momentarily absent-minded.

There are so many Taoisms in front of him that it is outrageous, not only the eighteen Taoisms before, but also the 12 superior Taoisms he knows such as 'No invasion by a hundred soldiers' and 'Return to the other body'.

He knows, doesn't know, has seen, and has never seen Taoism, as many as hundreds!
And this is all Taoism above the tenth rank!

As a result, in Yang Ju's perception, there seemed to be a hundred or ten martial saints dragging, restraining, attacking, and blocking him!

In less than a thousandth of an instant, the true body protecting his body was crushed, and his body that lifted the sky was pierced through!

This is the dying struggle of an existence at the pinnacle of the world.

It is enough to die with any master in the current world, or even in 3000 years!

But Yang Jue's eyes did not change at all, letting all kinds of Taoism consume his real flesh and blood,
Leaning his long fist, he clenched it tightly like that domineering fist, and hit the old woman in black who was fleeing in panic!

"ah!"

The piercing punch hit her body, and the face of the old woman in black changed drastically. An unprecedented crisis was like an invisible big hand, tightly grasping her heart.

At this moment, there were only two paths before her.

Her mind turned extremely fast.

The fish died and the net was broken?

Do not……

"Lu Chen save me!!!"

"He, can't save you!"

Yang Qiu had no distracting thoughts, not even contempt, his bloody fist pierced through many obstacles,

With just one blow, it pierced the old woman in black's body armor, inner armor, horizontal training, and Taoism skills...

But at the moment when he was about to shatter it completely with his punching power, there was a roaring sound in his ears.

wow~
At this moment, he actually had the illusion of being submerged by the big waves and almost suffocating!

In front of his eyes, a big river suddenly appeared!
No, not just the big river!
Mountains, rivers, vegetation, sand, fish and birds, and even, the sun hanging in the air...

It's like a landscape painting, suddenly appearing in the night, behind the void, it seems real and illusion.

"Save, we can still be saved! You beat and killed, you should vent your anger..."

In the fantasy world of fairy and demon, there seemed to be invisible palms sticking out, grabbing the head, shoulders, arms and legs of the old woman in black:

"She has been cultivating for more than three thousand years, and it would be a pity to die..."

Boom!
The voice from the illusion came to an abrupt end, and an extremely low and muffled sound overwhelmed his voice.

In the illusion, Lu Chen withdrew his palm, which was covered in blood and rotten flesh.

He looked down,
In the night, Yang Jue also slowly retracted his palm, and blood flowed down his fingertips:
"You can't be saved!"

　Writing, deleting, and deleting, I only wrote [-] words in six hours... It's hard...

　
(End of this chapter)