I just want to practice

Even if it is a domineering existence at the level of a true king like the Minotaur, maybe he can make gestures without even falling behind!

Just when Jiang Wuye was concentrating on cultivating and improving his cultivation.

God Ax domain center.

In the shattered cave, decayed buildings and desolate mountains floated in groups. From time to time, some tattered fairy puppets, tall as mountains, in the shape of human beings or beasts, wandered silently.

These witnesses who survived to this day are lifeless and have an ancient aura. They can't feel a trace of vitality, but they seem to be silently telling the prosperity and the sorrow of the end of the Shenshenzong.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

The God Refining Sect, which was once glorious and coercive over dozens of realms, has become dust of history after all, forgotten by the world.

But today.

The ancient ruins of the Shenshenzong, which had been dust-sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, once again ushered in a new guest.

"Holy Lord, according to your instructions, the ancestral mausoleum's protective formation has been successfully cracked, and we can enter at any time!"

A true emperor of the True Spirit Sect flew out from the depths of the cave, and reported the situation to Zhou Wanhuang with excitement on his face, as if he was telling a miracle.

The ancestral tomb of Shenshenzong was blocked by a strange formation after the Shenshenzong was destroyed, and only allowed to go out but not to enter. All the immortal monks who explored in later generations were helpless about this. They bluntly said that this kind of formation did not belong to this era and could not be cracked at all.

But they never thought that after Zhou Wanhuang's few words of advice today, they would easily decipher the formation.

However, thinking of all the miraculous features of his own Holy Master, the Zhenjun who reported the situation felt that it should be taken for granted.

After all, compared with creating eight true monarchs with his own hands, cracking a mere strange formation is really nothing worth mentioning.

Although, these real monarchs are not orthodox in the strict sense.

But so what, what is important to them is never the process, but the result.

In their hearts, the Holy Lord is an omnipotent existence, as long as they follow in the footsteps of the Holy Lord, true king?Just the beginning!

"Well, guard the exit, if monks from other Dao domains come, don't ask, just kill them!"

Zhou Wanhuang's burly body was covered in a large black robe, he withdrew his nostalgic gaze, and patted the real monarch in front of him with his thick hands glowing with immortal light:

"I have waited 1 years for this day, and pretended to be a grandson for 1 years!!

This time is not long compared to the 10-year lifespan of a true king, but it has paid me too much effort, and it has also allowed me to taste all the sufferings of the world.

Therefore, this time, I cannot lose, let alone allow failure!

After I go down, I don't want to be disturbed. You won't let me down, right? "

The sound as thick as a bell struck deep into the soul, making the real monarch in front of him face an abyss, his soul was turbulent, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

"Holy Master, don't worry, it's the revival plan of the sect. Even if the body is broken to pieces, we will never let a mosquito fly in, otherwise, come and see us!"

The eight true monarchs knelt and bowed their heads at the same time, their voices were sonorous and powerful, their attitudes were firm, revealing a strong intention of killing.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Wanhuang is just an ordinary ancestor.

The only special thing is that it is said that when he was young, he received the inheritance of the Divine Refining Sect, and only then did he emerge in the True Spirit Sacred Sect, becoming a top genius, and soaring into the sky.

I just want to practice

119 Inside the Ancestral Mausoleum

But the youthful sharpness is like a flash in the pan, after successfully becoming the Holy Master of the True Spirit Sect.

Zhou Wanhuang seemed to have transformed from a wild wolf into an old cow, managing his one-acre three-point land with peace of mind, never causing trouble, and never having conflicts with others.

Even if others provoked and ridiculed him, he still apologized kindly. He belonged to the kind of foolish and honest person who could be stepped on by anyone in the surrounding Dao Domain, and gradually disappeared from everyone.

But as the saying goes: if you don't choose perversion in silence, you will become more perverted in silence!

Only the confidantes that Zhou Wanhuang cultivated behind his back know.

Zhou Wanhuang's sharpness has never been restrained, and even with the passage of time, it has become more and more frightening!

In his eyes, in his outlook on life, everything that is useless to him is trash, which can be killed at will, and can be discarded at will.

In their memory, once a real monarch was beheaded on the spot just because he messed up something that Zhou Wanhuang confessed, and his soul was scattered.

Another time, Zhou Wanhuang wanted to refine a Dao-killing weapon.

Secretly and mercilessly slaughtered five Wudao dead domains, and one Dao domain without a real king in charge!

Countless mortals, demons, and monks have all become the dead souls of his subordinates.

Not only that, Zhou Wanhuang's master, the previous generation of the Holy Master of the True Spirit Sect, and his senior brother, the concubine Taoist couple, the outside world only thought that they died of various accidents.

In fact, only they knew that the so-called accident was just a cover, and that they all died at the hands of Zhou Wanhuang, and he did it himself, with extreme ruthlessness and violence.

The reason was simply that once the true kings of other Dao domains had threatened Zhou Wanhuang with a person close to him.

To use what Zhou Wanhuang said to them: his future path is destined to be full of loneliness and bloody storms.

These relatives and friends may die in the hands of the enemy in the future, causing him to develop obsessions and affecting his Dao Xin, it is better to be freed as soon as possible, so as to avoid future troubles

Therefore, they did not dare to disobey and slack off Zhou Wanhuang's orders, even in trivial matters.

After all, for these brainwashed scumbags, they would not frown to die for their master, but dying because of their own reasons that made their master unhappy is their greatest shame.

boom!

At this moment, a soaring bloody light rose from the chaotic darkness deep in the dilapidated cave, and it seemed that a tall dark portal that had been dusty for countless years slowly opened a corner in the blur.

Fanaticism appeared in Zhou Wanhuang's eyes, and he stepped out before the portal appeared, and entered without hesitation.

Cold, dark, and deep, like a space in the starry sky of the universe.

The dilapidated and desolate planets hang alone, running according to their own trajectories.

Every planet is no less than the Xuanhuang Star that Jiang Wuye once visited, but because of the catastrophe there, it has become dilapidated, riddled with holes, and lifeless.

The only thing that is special is that on each planet, there is a tombstone that reaches the sky, and the engravings on it are the lives of the ancestors of the previous generations of the Shenzong, but most of them have been broken.

Every planet is a grave!

Those who were buried were all the ancestors of the Shenshen Sect in the past, roughly looking at no fewer than ten.

Using the planet as the tomb, one can imagine how long and prosperous the Shenshenzong used to be.

It's a pity that what is left now is only a piece of desolation and silence, no matter how difficult it is to see the glory of the past.

wow~

Ripples appeared in the space.

Zhou Wanhuang's figure appeared in this dark space, his eyes swept over the broken stars that were turning around, he was as ruthless as him, and he couldn't help but let out a long and sad sigh.

However, these star tombs were not the purpose of his trip.

His gaze, after the initial wandering, has locked on the center of the galaxy, that mountain that is insignificant compared to the stars.

There, it is the only place where life exists!

Clouds and mists are misty, flowers are blooming, waterfalls are flying, and peach trees full of fragrant and fragrant peach trees are all over the entire mountain.

What's more, apes of various colors occupy the place, playing and playing, having a good time.

However, these were not the center of Zhou Wanhuang's sight. His eyes pierced through the clouds and fog, and converged on a waterfall in the mountains.

After the waterfall, there is a cave with stones and couplets on the stones——

Flower and Fruit Mountain Blessed Land, Water Curtain Cave!

There is a stick standing in the hole.

There are gold hoops at both ends, and an unknown black material in the middle. The body of the stick is densely covered with circles of complicated and obscure dense patterns that don't seem to belong to this era, which makes people sink in their hearts.

And under a golden hoop, there is a line of small characters:

Ruyi Golden Hoop!

Under Ruyi's golden cudgel, leaning against a sleeping monkey, wearing a golden chain mail battle armor, a purple gold crown with a phoenix tail, walking on cloud shoes with lotus roots, like a general in battle, with extraordinary martial arts.

Although she was sleeping, she had never opened her eyes, but she exuded bursts of rebelliousness, and that wild fighting spirit made Zhou Wanhuang's blood boil.

"Several people in the later generations learned that when the Shenshen Sect was founded, it was not famous for its fairy puppet skills..."

Zhou Wanhuang stared at the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, his eyes filled with fanaticism: "Until a certain day, a foreign object fell from the sky, and the patriarch of the Refining God Sect obtained the Immortal Puppet Art after comprehending it, but he realized the truth of this thing. Unknown, choose to seal it."

Licking his lips, Zhou Wanhuang's eyes drifted to the god monkey in battle armor under the stick. His eyes could naturally tell that this was not made of flesh and blood, but was cast by various kinds of fairy gold. , is the pinnacle work of refining Shenzong!

It was also the culprit that caused Shen Shenzong to fall into the abyss, that fairy puppet at the level of a false emperor!

"Who would have thought that the so-called Immortal Puppet Art is just a wrong path that was misinterpreted from the very beginning!"

A look of sadness and pride flashed in Zhou Wanhuang's eyes: "The inheritance recorded on Ruyi's Golden Cudgel, what a nonsense fairy puppet refining technique, it is clearly a complete way of strength!

Its owner, although I don't know who it is, is definitely an astonishing talent, a great master of the Dao of Power, and his size is far beyond the true emperor countless times!

It's a pity, it's a pity, one wrong step, one wrong step, until the moment of stepping into the abyss, I am afraid that the ancestors of all generations have not been able to realize this! "

Taking a step forward, Zhou Wanhuang appeared above the void of Huaguo Mountain, causing countless apes to panic and scream non-stop.

"The illusory things created by Ruyi's golden cudgel are nothing but illusions after all."

Zhou Wanhuang glanced at the monkeys all over the mountain, and with a thought, the space distorted around him, and everything he had gained began to collapse.

Apes, peach trees, Water Curtain Cave, Huaguo Mountain, like bubbles, shattered and turned into dreamy light spots.

In the cold and dark space, only Ruyi's golden cudgel and the pseudo-emperor immortal puppet leaning under it remained.

hum-

A soft sound, like water waves rippling, spread throughout the space of the galaxy.

The divine monkey under the stick slowly opened its scarlet eyes.

Rumbling--

At the same time, there are more than a dozen stars in the surrounding area, and there are thick and thick divine lights bursting into the sky like pulses, shattering the space, the pressure of the real king's peak level permeates, and the extremely cold killing intent permeates every inch of space, just like the Asura hell descending .

In the deepest part of the divine light, there are pairs of cold animal pupils with no emotion opened, watching the small and lonely figure in the center of the galaxy.

Hulala~

A strong wind blew away Zhou Wanhuang's black robe, revealing his sturdy body that was piled up like ancient sacred mountains, densely covered with intricate patterns like chains.

"come on!"

Zhou Wanhuang licked the corners of his mouth, extremely excited, his body undulating like giant dragons, and his fighting spirit pointed directly at the fairy puppet monkey under Ruyi's golden cudgel:

"The mistake you made at the beginning gave birth to you and ruined everything about the Shenzong. Today, let me correct it myself, and take back the bright road that the Shenzong should have embarked on long ago!"

Yes, that's right.

At this moment, Zhou Wanhuang actually challenged a false emperor and more than a dozen immortal puppets at the peak level of true emperors!

Crazy, or confident?

boom -

In the next moment, there is no need to say more about the answer.

All kinds of shining divine light erupted, and the space was completely blurred. It seemed that the sky was angry and weeping blood, the earth was mourning, and the stars in the universe were coming to an end.

Only the roars of terrifying collisions that resounded throughout the universe sounded from time to time, and lasted for a long time, but no one knew how the battle was going.

the same moment.

Night ushered in the outside world of God's Axe.

In the sky, scarlet stars hang.The blood shines on the earth, the ominous atmosphere begins to permeate, and the dormant terror begins to gradually recover.

On the vast land, there were no traces of the masters of the immortal way, and they all gathered in the cave of the relics of the Shenshenzong, waiting in full force.

They all knew that at night, those immortal puppets would not only crawl out from the dark corners to slaughter the world, but more importantly, they would charge towards the ancestral tomb of the Shenzong to compete for territory.

Among these immortal puppets, there is even more than one terrifying existence with the combat power of a true king.

Zhou Wanhuang sternly warned that no outside interference is allowed, and what he said was actually referring to these immortal puppets of the true monarch level. If they were allowed to enter, Zhou Wanhuang's original plan would definitely be disrupted.

Zhou Wanhuang didn't want to see this kind of situation, and these bastards would not allow it to happen!

Bang!

Did not wait long.

Outside the cave ruins of Shenshenzong, a black light burst into the sky suddenly in a certain abyss, accompanied by the sound of beast roars that shattered the sky.