Rules of Super Seminary Advent

The visitor felt the surge of divine power and saw countless petals forming a shape.

"He breaks his body into pieces and spreads his vitality among the petals in the sky. His power is incredible!"

In the surprised eyes of the man, the body of the Holy King of Zen appeared once again on the trail.

"Human, tell me your name!"

The tone was condescending, but the visitor was obviously used to this approach of the Gods.

The man said calmly: "My name is Ziyu, a wanderer in the world."

The Holy King of Zen Zen opened his eyes and said formally: "Everyone's sword is extraordinary!"

The Qi Refining Sword in the hand of the great swordsman Ziyu ignited flames, and he solemnly replied: "The name of this sword is, Zhutian!"

Holy King Zhenzen recalled the fluctuations in his mind when he fought against the Nether Clan, and now he can be sure.

Now it is certain that this mental fluctuation comes from the human being in front of him.

"I have a question about humans and I want to ask you for an answer!"

"I can understand the invasion of the underworld. But humans have coexisted peacefully with us for many years, so they should be in peace."

"What are you fighting for!"

Facing the human beings who came to him, Holy King Zhenzen asked the question in his heart.

The person who came was none other than the great swordsman Ziyu, who stood in front of the invincible Saint King Zhenzen.

Faced with the question of the Holy King of Zen, the great swordsman Ziyu said calmly: "Freedom!"

"What is freedom?"

The Holy King of Zen Zen opened his eyes and recalled: "When humans were created by the Lord of Phantom Island, they only knew how to live in caves, afraid that there would be no food tomorrow, and that night would fall and wild beasts would attack."

"Will you feel free then?!"

The great swordsman Ziyu said: "The Lord of Phantom Island not only gives life to human beings, but also gives everyone the freedom to live."

"Humanity survives because we, the gods, passed on civilization to you. We taught you farming, food storage, life, and medicine. We saved you from hunger and disease." Holy King Zhenzen asked.

The great swordsman Ziyu did not deny it and replied: "The gods have indeed given us many things, but this is not a reason to enslave mankind.

As descendants of the dragon clan, you are the descendants of the old gods just like humans. We are equal. "

"Since you have such truth, then this Holy King has no choice but to conquer you with the Way of Truth!"

King Zhenzen was not in the mood to continue talking to the great swordsman Ziyu. He believed that the great swordsman Ziyu was just a person who was blinded by hatred.

He could see the inner thoughts of others, and naturally he also saw the inner thoughts of the great swordsman Ziyu.

Putting his palms together, a huge golden body appeared in front of the great swordsman Ziyu.

"Are you the one who is the path to truth? Then, come and try the so-called evil sword!"

The Holy King of Zen Zen melted into the golden Arhat, and with one palm shot, time seemed to freeze.

The great swordsman Ziyu's sword was filled with fire of refining energy, burning away the divine power that was oppressing his body.

The figure is like a ghost, wandering on the golden body of the Arhat of True Zen Saint King, looking for the right moment to rush to the top.

After a palm strike, the Zhenzen Saint King's middle door opened wide.

The great swordsman Ziyu seized the opportunity and jumped out, slashing the head of the golden Arhat with one sword.

"Let this Holy King see how capable you are!"

At this time, the golden Arhat suddenly changed his moves, and his palms suddenly appeared on both sides of the great swordsman Ziyu, and slapped them together fiercely.

"boom!!!"

Seeing the great swordsman Ziyu being slapped in the palm of his hand, Holy King Zhenzen said calmly: "Is it over? You can never escape from my palm!"

Sun Wukong and the people of Hua were shocked by this scene. They knew how powerful the great swordsman Ziyu was.

Unexpectedly, he was suppressed so easily in front of the Holy King of Zen.

Before they could make a sound in shock, the scene in the sky changed again.

A fiery red sword penetrated the palm of the golden Arhat, and with one slash, the color of the world changed.

"laugh!!!"

The golden Arhat's hands and body were cut off, and the incision appeared on the waist, which was extremely smooth.

Then the huge golden Arhat dissipated in the fire of refining Qi, and the True Zen Saint King revealed his true body.

"You can actually burn my Arhat's golden body and force me to reveal my true identity!"

Holy King Zhenzen was surprised. He did not expect that the great swordsman Ziyu was more powerful than the three Nether Clan generals.

The great swordsman Ziyu jumped into the air, and the fire of refining Qi on the Heaven-Destroying Sword burned even more intensely, as if it was going to melt everything in the world.

"This sword will wake you up from your dream of pride and complacency!"

The overwhelming fire of refining Qi and sword Qi swept through the void, killing everything and burning everything.

The Holy King of Zen Zen did not dare to neglect, and directly used the Sky Realm Yingyue to avoid the damage of the great swordsman Ziyu's sword.

In an instant, the great swordsman Ziyu slashed his sword across the body of the True Zen Saint King.

However, the great swordsman Ziyu noticed the difference in this sword and said in shock: "This sword cut through his body, just like cutting through Bai Xu."

"Mortal, you are about to be punished. How does it feel to have your own power backfire!"

The Holy King of Zen Zen had just finished pretending to be 13 and bounced back the damage from the great swordsman Ziyu's sword, but he didn't expect that his own body was on fire.

"How come the flames haven't dissipated from the place where the sword was swept just now? This is not an ordinary flame, it is burning my divine essence!"

The Holy King of Zen Zen frowned and used his divine power to sweep across his body before he could extinguish the fire of refining Qi on his body.

On the ground, the great swordsman Ziyu did the same, waving his hand to extinguish the fire of Qi refining on his body.

"You did reflect my attack back to me. However, my sword only has strong lethality against the gods, and the damage to me is very slight!"

The Holy King of Zen Zen was shocked: "Even the sky-realm Yingyue can't transfer it, it's just the sword of the God of Death!"

"I once lost all my power, and since then I have been thinking about ways to restrain my divine power. If I re-use the past methods to directly forge a sword, I am afraid that I will still be unable to escape defeat when facing 'Heaven'. Therefore..."

The great swordsman Ziyu raised his hand and a fierce fire of refining energy appeared in his hand.

"Therefore, I made fire! I made the fiercely burning fire into a sword, named Zhutian. I will use this to challenge the sky again!"

Holy King Zhenzen did not expect that a mere human being, the great swordsman Ziyu, could have such great courage.

"Mortals actually want to fight against the sky and target the unattainable Lord of the Gods!"

The great swordsman Ziyu snorted coldly: "Humph, there is nothing unattainable, the sky is right in front of you!"

The next moment, the Zhutian in the hand of the great swordsman Ziyu glowed red, and he held out the sword.

"Pfft!!!"

The body of the True Zen Saint King was penetrated, and the fire of refining Qi was burning his divine essence.

The great swordsman Ziyu stopped, the True Zen Holy King disappeared from his eyes, and the scene within his field of vision changed drastically.

This is the vast world of the True Zen Saint King, who can create the "universe" with just one thought.

It can make the enemy fall into the reincarnation of his own spiritual world under the space constraints of the vast world, making it impossible to escape.

On the other side, Tianwu Shengwang's strategy of only attacking but not defending made it difficult for Ni Tianxing to resist, and he was retreating steadily.

Against the will of the gods, he retreated violently and reached a relatively safe distance.

The Heavenly Martial Saint King flew towards him with the power of thunder, like the God of Thunder descending, shattering the void.

"It's now!!!"

Against the sky, his pupils glowed green, and the power of the Eternal Night Sword in his hand reached its peak.

Cut it out with one knife, as fast as the wind!