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"Isn't it rumored that he has already sat down?"

"This famous person is at least 3000 years old, and he is still alive."

"Is this old emperor sanctified? Is it true? Why is there no vision at all?"

This area was completely boiling, and everyone looked dignified and trembling.

In this day and age, the king is already unrivaled. If this person is really sanctified, he will be remembered in the annals of history.

"It's really that old emperor..."

In the distance, there was a bitter smile on the corner of the mouth of an old general from the Marshal's Mansion.

Who would have thought that the old emperor could rise against the sky in this world, and after that, he would transcend and become a sage.

Sage!

There is a world of difference in one step, this is a barrier, and almost everyone will be trapped for a lifetime, and they will not be able to pass it for a lifetime.

Many people who are amazingly talented and who claim to have the appearance of a great emperor are blocked here.

Half-holy and holy, there is a word difference, but it is almost a world of difference, one can only look up to, and the other is high above.

The old emperor was supported to walk to the crack, and said indifferently: "Immortal Taoist, how dare you fight with me, an old immortal?!"

"Seniors are invited, and juniors will naturally accompany them!" Zhou Tong's voice resounded in the void and resounded in all directions.

While Zhou Tong's voice was still echoing in the void, the old emperor suddenly made a move. A huge force surged from the sky, shaking the sky and the earth. The divine light was like a vast sea, and the whole sky seemed to be capsized.

"boom!"

The Supreme Sacred Might descended, like an ancient sacred mountain, pressed down from the sky, tore a gap in the void, and then rolled up Zhou Tong and stepped out of the domain.

"You and I will fight outside the sky!"

The voice of the old emperor dissipated, and his and Zhou Tong's figures disappeared.

"The old emperor is sanctified, and the immortal Taoist will become a mortal person today. If you are rebellious, you will be arrested without letting go?!"

Someone in the chariot of the Ziwei Dynasty shouted, and the chariot was full of divine light, rumbled, and rushed towards Xianque.

The chariot rushed from the sky, and the terrifying aftermath swept across the world. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, ghosts cried and gods howled, and the murderous aura swept through the ages, shocking the entire mountain range.

"Slay all rebellion today, and the Ziwei Dynasty cannot be bullied!"

Sen Han's voice came from the chariot. As the chariot moved forward, every ray of divine light was like an ancient sword, which could open up the world and cover the sky.

However, at this time, the thirty-thousand-mile purple air that still existed after Zhou Tong left boiled, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a huge phantom of a god-man, whose power was so powerful that many monks watching from afar trembled.

Inherited by Lao Tzu, one breath transforms the Three Purities!

He stood upright, and he didn't know how many thousands of miles high, and he directly bombarded the king of the Ziwei Dynasty.

"This is a demi-saint, just one step away from becoming a saint!"

People trembled and exclaimed, even if he was half-holy, he had touched the comprehension of a saint, and possessed a trace of holy power, even if he was a Dacheng king, he would be slaughtered by him.

Saints are like ants, even half saints are not comparable to ordinary monks, enough to run rampant in the world.

This is an extremely powerful demi-holy, and it was only then that he suddenly appeared and launched an extremely violent attack.

Zhou Tong's purple qi incarnation let out a roar, causing the earth, mountains and rivers to explode one after another.

Such a half-sage has already reached the pinnacle of cultivation in this world. Unless there is another half-sage, who else is invincible?

"boom!"

A spear stabbed across the void, blocking Zhou Tong's big hand, preventing the king of the Ziwei Dynasty from being suppressed and killed.

The hidden protectors of the Ziwei Dynasty appeared, and they also filled the sky with dharma images, standing in the void like ancient gods, with a pair of golden wings on their backs, and the divine light flowed, which could split the world.

"This is the master of the Ziwei dynasty, the master Shenque, he is still alive and has not died!"

The kings of the Ziwei dynasty breathed a sigh of relief, the semi-holy power was so terrifying that they were almost overwhelmed.

The Venerable God Sparrow and the old emperor are monks of the same generation. The old emperor sits in the Ziwei Dynasty and overwhelms the world;

The two of them, one bright and one dark, let the Ziwei Dynasty suppress Ziwei, making them invincible in the world.

Venerable God Sparrow is over 3000 years old, and he is amazingly talented, and he is only one step away from becoming a saint.

According to legend, he has been sitting for thousands of years, and he never thought that he would reappear at this critical moment, intercepting and killing the powerful and invincible semi-sage.

Peak duel, semi-holy battle!

A white-haired old antique rushed out of the sky, holding an ancient blue sword, crystal clear, like autumn water, flowing with an extremely fierce sword light.

With a slash of the sword, the sword energy reached hundreds of feet, and immediately struck Zhou Tong's incarnation.

"boom!"

On the sky, there was a fierce collision, and a large area of ​​the void was annihilated. The Venerable Sparrow of the Ziwei Dynasty fought and stopped Zhou Tong's incarnation.

At this moment, tens of thousands of chariots from the Ziwei God Dynasty appeared above the sky. The chariots formed into one piece, making rumbling and moving roars, like a huge sea tide, turning the sky upside down and sweeping everything.

"It was the ancient chariots of the Ziwei God Dynasty that were dispatched. They had already prepared for it. Every ancient chariot is a treasure. It can cross the battlefield and is invincible unless it is powerful. This is the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years of the God Dynasty."

"The Northwest Marshal's Mansion is in trouble!" A strong man watched the battle with secret methods outside the battlefield.

However, as soon as his words fell, an extremely violent explosion occurred.

Eight thousand yin soldiers and iron cavalry appeared in this void, and their bodies burned with bloody red lotus karmic fire. In a blink of an eye, they turned into a sea of ​​flames and swept across the world, sending out destructive waves, killing all the chariots. Get involved.

At the same time, a roulette was born in the sea of ​​fire, and the cycle of life and death evolved into an extremely terrifying flesh and blood mill.

"Boom! Rumble!"

"what……"

The sound of chariots cracking and countless screams came and went, and the Ziwei dynasty's ancient battlefield had just appeared, and it suffered heavy losses.

The eight thousand Yin soldiers are so powerful, each one has the strength above the secret realm of Xiantai, and the eight thousand Yin soldiers form a battle formation, which can trigger the red lotus fire and the life and death wheels of the heavens, causing countless monks of the Ziwei Dynasty to fall on the spot.

There were wailing and screams, and blood, bones, and ashes were scattered in the sky, like hell on earth.

The battle broke out completely. The corpses of the monks in the Northwest Marshal's Mansion, the corpses of the Ziwei Emperor's army, and even the king-level monks were in danger of falling at any time in such a battle.

After only a few moments of fighting, the two kings of the Ziwei Dynasty suffered catastrophe. One half of his body was rotten, and the lower half of the other's body became a fleshy paste, which was swept away by eight thousand Yin soldiers.

An old antique that had returned to the Marshal's Mansion in the Northwest was pierced through the skull on the spot, the Sendai was shattered, the soul was scattered, and the bloodshot skull fragments flew around and rolled down on the ground.

This was an incomparably tragic battle. Countless people suffered severe injuries in just a short moment of fighting. The battle came so suddenly and fiercely that many people were involved in the battle before they had time to prepare.

"what……"

An extremely angry roar sounded in the void, and the two wounded kings in the Ziwei Dynasty quickly healed their injuries, and the others had sharp eyes and formed an array to protect them.

However, there were too many enemies, and it was almost impossible to hold on after only blocking them for a moment. Two people even almost fell, which made their hearts clouded.

"Behead Ziwei Dynasty's tyrannical bastards, kill them all, and kill them all."

There was an extremely tragic scuffle in this area. As soon as the fight was started, life and death were facing each other. Eight thousand Yin soldiers turned into a battle formation, which was almost equivalent to another incarnation of Zhou Tong. attack.

This was a tragic battle. Cultivators kept falling in the sky, and blood and bones kept falling, as if a rain of blood was falling. The aftermath of the battle whipped up a strong wind, tearing apart the space, forming an extremely strange whistling sound.

All kinds of secret techniques are intertwined, the magic soldiers collide, the attack shocks the world, the sun and the moon are wiped out, and the mountains and rivers are eclipsed!

"puff!"

The body of a king of the Ziwei Dynasty was pierced on the spot, and a big bloody hole appeared at the position of the chest.

Under the blessing of the battle formation, a powerful Yin soldier commander was extremely fierce. After seizing the opportunity, he pierced his body with one claw, pinched his heart in his palm, and then suddenly burst, the blood mist exploded, and a piece of color.

The next moment, another commander directly blew the head of this person, shattering his spirit and soul, completely ashes.

The Devil Winged King of the Ziwei Dynasty was furious, his eyes were fierce, and his hands were extremely terrifying. While roaring, he was surrounded by black flames, and a pair of dark golden wings vibrated behind him, as if the fierce heavenly knife tore apart the northwest There are hundreds of monks in the Marshal's Mansion.

"what……"

Another Ziwei god roared at the king, and the ancient seal in his hand breathed out the energy of ten directions, bursting out with incomparably terrifying power, directly blowing up tens of thousands of troops in the northwest.

However, the next moment he was targeted by Yin soldiers, the half-holy power swept across, the life and death wheels of the heavens turned, and half of the enemy's head turned into meat paste. He couldn't believe it until he died. The boy's hole was full of fear, Blood and brains flowed and fell into the sky.

The battle was constantly escalating and becoming more and more tragic. The monks of the Ziwei Dynasty had already realized that something was wrong, and the strength of the enemy far exceeded their imagination.

This time, the strength of the Ziwei Dynasty is extremely terrifying. In addition to the Lord of the Ziwei Dynasty, there is a saint and a half-saint. But at this time, it is not enough. By this time, six kings have fallen.

The face of the Lord of the Ziwei Dynasty also became extremely ugly at this moment. He didn't want to do it himself, because there were many old antiques staring at him.

Once he is injured in the fight, the entire Shen Dynasty will be completely in turmoil. I don't know how many forces will want to tear a piece of flesh from Ziwei Shen Dynasty.

Just for a short moment when the Lord of the Ziwei Dynasty thought about it, eight thousand Yin soldiers turned into a shadow surrounded by Yin Qi, almost invincible, and killed a king, smashing his bones and disintegrating his body. All the souls were chopped off.

Seven of the ten kings of the Ziwei Dynasty fell in this moment, and the rest were all wounded. The other monks of the Ziwei Dynasty suffered heavy casualties. There were wailing and blood dripping everywhere.

This was a bloody storm. The Ziwei Dynasty was very confident at first, thinking that everything could be suppressed, but they didn't expect to fight together, but paid the price in blood.

"The Marshal's Mansion in the Northwest is too cruel. The Immortal Taoist stopped a saint and a half-saint with his own strength, and there were [-] Yin soldiers and iron cavalry fighting in all directions. They are invincible. They are really too cruel and mighty."

Many monks watching the battle in the distance let out bursts of exclamation. At the same time, they were also very nervous. The aftermath of the battle continued to spread, making these people keep retreating and did not dare to get too close.

The land was bleeding with blood, and the corpses kept falling. This was a catastrophe. Many mountains were smashed, and many monks who watched the battle were involved. At least millions of people died.

Emperor Ziwei took a deep breath, stood up, and the imperial dragon aura swept across the world, covering the sky for thousands of miles.

Surrounded by golden light and protected by nine real dragons, he stepped forward, holding a red gold spear in his hand, and pierced through a white-haired old antique with a single shot. fall.

"A ghost that is already dead dares to act fiercely?"

The Lord of the Ziwei Dynasty punched out, and eight thousand Yin soldiers turned into phantoms, staggered and retreated, thousands of Yin soldiers completely exploded, and fell on the spot.

"The Lord of the Ziwei Dynasty has already touched the realm of saints, and has also become a semi-saint!"

Finally, a cultivator at the side realized something was wrong, and let out an extremely shocked exclamation.

Chapter 35 Killing Saints With One Knife, Invincible in the World (Subscription required)

In the void outside the territory, Zhou Tong confronted the old emperor. His mouth was bleeding, his body was broken, and he said indifferently, "Sages really can't be bullied!"

"Originally, I wanted to kill the saint as a semi-holy body, but it seems that I can't cross the sky after all."

"In this case, we can only break through!"

As his words fell, suddenly there was lightning and thunder, all kinds of light burst, and a sea of ​​thunder descended.

Wisps of divine power overflowed from Zhou Tong's body, and divine brilliance bloomed one after another. His whole body was brilliant, as if made of gold.

"boom!"

At this moment, the sea of ​​thunder surged violently, and it was so violent that it was unbelievable. It was too ferocious, and the destructive energy swept across the sky, completely submerging this place.

Zhou Tong disappeared immediately and was swallowed by Lei Hai. This star field was buried by the aura of destruction, and there was light everywhere, so he couldn't see him at all.

The thunder waterfall rushed down, boundless, and this was just a corner of the saint's thunder calamity. It was magnificent and vast, and the sky calamity swept across the entire starry sky.

"boom!"

This is a kind of peerless horror, and this situation is enough to make everyone terrified. In this era, the king stands tall, how many people can survive the catastrophe of a saint?

The old emperor's figure retreated violently, but he was still involved in it. The thunder disaster was completely violent, and the thunder light like a tide swept through the void, filled with bursts of fairy mist, black light flickered, thunder light was heavy, and hundreds of millions of rays of light fell. , there was a deafening thunder sound, and strands of destructive energy flowed out.

This thunder calamity lasted for a short time, and Zhou Tong's accumulation was too terrifying. The life and death wheel, life and death book, and red lotus karmic fire swept away the endless calamity cloud, and all the thunder was swallowed.

"Break it for me!"

Accompanied by Zhou Tong's violent shouting, the life and death fists of the heavens collapsed the sky of the universe, stopping the endless arrogance of the saint's catastrophe, and he smashed it casually.

When the thunder dissipated, Zhou Tong stepped on the fire of the red lotus, and the life and death wheels of the heavens turned behind him, looking at the old emperor.

"If Fellow Daoist leaves now, he can enjoy his old age in peace and die at the end of his life."

"otherwise……"

The old emperor stared at Zhou Tong with dim eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

However, its murderous intent was condensed and formed, the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, and a terrifying aura surged around, making everyone's hearts chill.

Quiet, oppressive, heavy!

"Since that's the case, then..."

"war!"

Zhou Tong opened his mouth to spit out the word "war", and his whole temperament changed drastically. His eyes became extremely sharp, with a kind of majesty in his indifference, looking down on the world.

A three-pointed, two-edged gun appeared in his hand, emitting a strange light, and a ferocious aura filled the void, making everyone tremble.