Look towards the edge of the tunnel.

There, there is a consciousness...

is dissipating.

Don't look at Zhoushan again.

The breath of the witch clan is very weak.

After some insight, the three envoys of witchcraft have their own losses.

Wei Xuan's eyes became colder.

"The sage sits high on the clouds, regards the living beings as ants, and causes heinous slaughter. Is he also worthy of being the master of the wild?"

As soon as the sound came out, everyone was horrified.

This word...

What means? !

The living beings are suddenly horrified.

Looking suddenly, he found that Wu Xuan's expression was as frosty.

A terrifying and murderous aura emerged from the whole body, shaking the whole world.

One step forward, the pressure is like a vast sea.

Looking at the sky, the killing intent rolled over the hill.

"As everyone knows, you are like ants in the eyes of this seat."

"It breaks when you touch it."

Done.

Raise your hand.

The avenue blows with the wind.

He clenched his palms into fists and slammed heavily towards Zixiao Palace outside the sky——

At this moment, the sky is falling apart!

Chapter 65 Destroying Zixiao with One Punch

Terrifying power erupted, and the endless clouds suddenly dispersed.

The sky is shining, and the cold wind is like a knife.

After Wei Xuan projected his thoughts together.

But never, as the saints thought, dormant quietly.

Instead, I raise my fist to the sky, and my intention covers the whole world.

Although Wei Xuan's face was calm, the emotions in his heart had already spread quietly.

The witch clan withered.

Zu Wu is dead.

Only the back soil, remaining tunnels.

Can also run out of fuel.

Of the remaining witches, there is not one out of ten.

In the deep mountains, lingering.

When the past left.

The layout is prehistoric.

Warn Dijiang.

Threatening Hongjun.

Today, however, due to the lower realm of Hongmeng Supreme Sacred, the layout was broken, causing irreversible suffering.

Wei Xuan sensed a deep evil thought growing in his heart.

In the Tao of the Seven Emotions, the fourth Tao origin.

at this moment.

It became.

It surges out.

The endless evil was revealed.

But in evil.

And with pure good and evil.

Rolling down, accompanied by anger, into a punch.

One punch condensed endless and terrifying anger and evil.

One punch contained the killing intent that Wei Xuan had cultivated for countless years.

One punch can break the avenue, destroy the galaxy, shake the universe, and shake the sky.

It was this punch.

All creatures in the world are shocked.

In Zixiao Palace, the expressions of all the saints suddenly changed!

"This lunatic!!"

Hongjun turned pale with astonishment, and the Six Sages of Heaven and Dao were even more astonished.

I thought.

In order to keep his projected body, Wu Xuan should lie dormant quietly and make arrangements.

But he didn't want to, he didn't play cards with common sense.

As soon as he entered the prehistoric world, he would punch the sky with his fists, and his intention would cover the mountains and seas.

With a punch, the sky and the earth paled.

Dao screamed with a punch.

"So much diversity will pass, but the homicide remains undiminished!"

Hongjun's face was gloomy.

This punch came suddenly.

Even he didn't have time to react.

Just look at the Xinghe Riot, the chaotic mist churned like ocean waves.

Wave after wave.

Directly assimilate the splendid Zixiao Palace into nothingness.

The several great saints all looked embarrassed, standing in the chaos, staring wide-eyed.

If it wasn't for Hongjun's defense at the last moment, based on the way of heaven.

I am afraid that except for the two supreme beings, the other six saints will be destroyed in an instant, and their souls will fall into a deep sleep in the heavens.

But even so.

Weaker Nuwa, Zhunti.

It is also the Dao body that has broken through several holes.

All the bones were smashed to pieces by the fist.

There is also the reception at the forefront.

He was punched directly, and half of the Taoist body was blasted away.

Drenched in blood, exuding a bloody smell.

"Hehe. This is Wu Xuan's temperament! Haha! Hahaha!!"

Jietian Demon Lord didn't care about the embarrassment on his body at all.

Laughing wildly like a madman.

All the saints looked at him and took a step back to avoid being infected.

"This is just a projection of Wu Xuan. If his deity is present, who can be the enemy?"

Taishang and Yuanshi looked at each other, and saw the gloom in each other's eyes.

"Retreat and improve, and comprehend more artistic conceptions of the Dao of Heaven. Otherwise, how can you beat Wu Xuan?"

Both of them felt the weight in their hearts.

Jieyin Zhunti was even more gloomy and said nothing.

He turned around directly, left Zixiao Palace with a murderous look, and returned to Mount Sumeru.

"Now that Wu Xuan has punched, he can't keep the projection, right?"

Nuwa asked palely.

"Hmph! With his temperament, just wait for me to plot against him. It's refreshing to punch out. But the source of the projection is consumed, the thoughts have no foundation, and the Dharma body will inevitably dissipate. After that, how can he have the opportunity to make plans again and enter the prehistoric wilderness?"

"He's already thought about that."

The Jietian Demon Lord sighed, and clicked below.

But on the prehistoric land.

Wu Xuan projected a punch, and his figure suddenly became unreal.

But soon.

In the prehistoric world, four rays of light surged up.

They converged into a torrent, like a river of heaven, irrigating towards the projection.

Although still weak, it stood firm.

"This is the horror of the Seven Emotions Avenue. Not only can you use emotions to kill the enemy, but you can also absorb emotions and replenish consumption."

"Although the source of the projection is clean, it is still possible to maintain the projection and lay out the wilderness."

"It's just that, originally, he only controlled three emotions, so he couldn't do this. But he didn't want to return to the prehistoric world, which made him realize again and hold another emotion."

The Heaven Demon Lord sighed again and again.

The leader of the witch religion, Wei Xuan.

It really is a peerless beauty.

The top creature that made Hongmeng cast his gaze!

……

The fist is endless, and the anger is full of mountains and rivers.

This punch.

The whole prehistoric was in turmoil.

The world paled with a bang.

The nine heavens and ten places were bombarded, and everything was completely silent.

now.

I don't know how many creatures were shocked by the power of this punch.

"This is the rumored Thirteen Ancestral Witches, the leader of the Witch Cult, Wu Xuan?"

Styx, Kunpeng and many other quasi-sages froze in place, all feeling their lips dry and terrified.

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