The White Emperor made a move and swept 30,000 miles of mountains and rivers with thunder, and the world was intimidated, and the seemingly crumbling Great Zhou court ushered in a strange calm.

Many careerists were frightened, but they didn't expect that the Great Zhou Dynasty was so terrifying, and as soon as the four major governors fell, the White Emperor was immediately born to suppress Yunei.

Regardless of whether there was a third immortal and demon-level master in Great Zhou, the White Emperor and the 'Holy Master' Zuoqiu Lexian alone were enough to make any existence or force very jealous.

"White Emperor, Bai Hong's ......."

Standing on the main peak of Kunshan Mountain, Wang Dong's eyes pierced through the void, staring at the direction of the Dingzhou boundary monument, with a thoughtful expression.

When the immortal and demon level master qi machine converges, it is like hiding outside the sky, invisible and traceless. Once the qi engine is released, it will be like the great sun descending on the world, burning the mountains and boiling the sea, and the spirit will be earth-shattering.

The confrontation between two immortal and demon level masters is like two stars encountering, and the magnetic fields attract and collide with each other!

He could naturally sense the arrival and ...... of the White Emperor Subside.

However, the White Emperor's aura has a hint of decay, which is a sign of entering the twilight of life, and it itself does not have a few years to live. That's why he dared to be born at such a time and unscrupulously suppressed the world. ”

Even if he was on the other side, Wang Dong couldn't help but sigh.

This world treats these cultivators so harshly.

Only by reaching the level of immortals and demons can they sense the existence of the poison of heaven and earth, and all beings under immortals and demons, whether they are mortals or masters of heaven and earth, are blinded by the poison of heaven and earth, even if they are told all the truth, they will be completely forgotten in the blink of an eye.

In any of the worlds that Wang Dong has traversed, it is not too difficult for a celestial to reach the longevity of two hundred years, and even if a master of the immortal and demon level cannot die for a thousand years, he can live for four or five hundred years casually.

Even if the body decays, the immortal and demon-level masters escape from the original god, find a mother's womb to send the soul away, and live another life, and there will be no mystery in the womb.

But in the main world, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, and the immortal and demon-level masters rely on the poison of heaven and earth to block the qi machine, and use themselves as a dojo, and the spiritual realm and strength are indispensable.

Without the physical body to exert its strength, the simple primordial spirit cannot resist the erosion of the poison of heaven and earth at all, and after a long time, the realm will fall and disappear from everyone.

This is the greatest sorrow of the main world, just as Mr. Lu said, the sleepers and awake people in the iron house, the world is vast, billions of beings never know what kind of world they live in, they come in a muddle, and they go in a daze.

There are less than twenty sober people in the world who are barely alive, or barely alive, because no one knows when the iron house will suddenly collapse and kill everyone with it.

Seeing this, the hermit leader started to work as a pastemaker by sewing and mending the seams, hoping to make the iron house last a little longer.

Wang Dong would never choose this path, not because he had a way out of the bronze gate, even if there was no way back, he would rather burn his life and fight for his life to try to break through this iron house.

It's just that the path he took was unpredictable.

The king stared at the void and felt a huge wave of malice rushing towards him, as if it was about to envelop him completely, dragging him into the never-ending abyss.

This malice came not only from the leader of the hermits, but also from other beings who stood on the same level as him.

This made him know that with his rise, there were not a few 'fellow Daoists' who fought him, but after all, these people were strong people at the same level as him, and even with the power of the Dao, Wang Dong couldn't tell whether it was a number or more.

But what's the matter?

Wang Dong sneered, he never pinned his hopes on others, and hoped that those 'fellow Daoists' would have no ill will towards him, it was better to regard all immortal and demon-level masters as imaginary enemies.

Without a certain certainty, Wang Dong will never take that last step.

"With my current strength alone, I am still a little weak after all, and I need to continue to accumulate my foundation to ......." Wang Dong narrowed his eyes slightly and groaned.

In terms of the spiritual realm, the subtlety of the Tao is still three points better than the way of immortals and demons, and in terms of defensive power, once his primordial original chapter is completed, he is confident that he will not lose to any of the divine skills in the world.

Speaking of coming to the level of immortals and demons, on the contrary, he has always been lacking in the strongest point of 'attack power', and there is no killer feature that determines the outcome of the battle, and it looks mediocre in the battle of the immortal and demon level masters.

"Create another magic skill that attacks unequaled?!"

Wang Dong thought about it, and then shook his head again.

Easier said than done, with what he has learned, the convergence of many world essences to sublimate to this point, it is almost the end, and it is quite difficult to move forward a little.

"We need more resources to improve our foundation...... Bronze doors! ”

Wang Dong's eyes flashed, and suddenly he summoned out the bronze door, and his thoughts escaped from the center of his eyebrows, flying into the bronze door, conveying his will.

He had seen a certain world flash across the bronze door, and he was constantly thinking about that world in his mind.

The bronze door is glittering, glittering, and magnificent. Suddenly, there was a violent vibration for a moment, and then it stopped.

"It worked!"

Wang Dong looked at the shining world name on the bronze door and the slowly opening door, faintly revealing an aura that was completely different from the main world, and it was a bit of a similar meaning.

However, Wang Dong did not step into the gate, his mind moved, and thunder sounded above the nine heavens, and the incarnation of Panwu fell from the sky and fell to stand beside him.

Compared to the past, Pan Wuhua's body shape has shrunk more than one circle, but even so, he still has a height of more than two meters, and the four mysterious and terrifying qi in his body suddenly turned into the four characters of 'Suffering, Gathering, Annihilation, and Dao', which suddenly merged and became one, lingering.

The hole in the body of Panwu's incarnate body that was punched by the blow of the Four Great Heavens was now filled with flesh and blood, and not a single drop of blood spilled out, but it was also delayed by the obstruction of those four strange characters.

Compared with the combat power of the incarnation of Zhupanwu in its heyday, there are at most five or six points left at the moment.

The Six Dao Divine Wheels are ranked three of the thirteen near-divine martial arts, even if the inheritance of the four great Heavens is incomplete, but the combined blow is essentially infinitely close to the attack of the immortal and demon level, and the strength of the body is incomparable, and this time it is also a great injury to the vitality.

However, for Wang Dong, it is not completely without benefits, with the decline of Panwu's incarnate qi and blood, the soul seed in his body has taken deeper and deeper roots, and finally allows him to operate in two lines now.

"That world has existed for a long time, and the way of martial arts has developed to a peak, and it is not inferior to the main world, and there are all kinds of mysterious and supernatural existences. I entered it as the incarnation of Panwu, and while recuperating from my injuries, I could just seize the resources and fatten myself! ”

Wang moved his mind in two, manipulating the deity and the Panwu incarnation, the latter pacing one step into the bronze gate, drowning in endless brilliance.

Seeing this, Wang Dong frowned slightly.

As the Panwu incarnation entered another interface, he suddenly felt that the two originally close thoughts became like nothing, which would undoubtedly make the deity's combat power drop a lot, but fortunately, with the bronze door as the medium, once he encountered a great enemy, the thoughts placed in the body of Panwu could return in an instant, which was not unacceptable.

"Well, then, it's time for me to act. Thirteen kinds of near-god martial arts, I don't know how many have been lost, how many are still in the world, let's start collecting them from the Firmament Immortal Body! ”

In the whisper, Wang Dong's deity also disappeared into the clouds and mist of Kunshan Mountain.