Wang Dali, who had never possessed great power, was immersed in the terrifying power of the Yang God for a while.

At this moment, he felt that he could do anything.

Not to mention one of the powers of the Yang God, but it is a void creation.

But this creation is not absolutely out of nothing.

The creatures created by the void first need to consume the power of the yang god, and the number is limited, with nine as the apex.

It is only the will given to creation that is also separated from its own mind.

Therefore, the creatures created by the Yang God belong to half doppelgangers, not the real creator.

In Wang Dali's known power system, only the big ball of light and the shadow master are the real creators.

Because the shadow world created by the filmmaker does not integrate his own consciousness into it.

Even, the shadow world will give back some power to the shadow world, and this power is the real creator and the pursuit of all shadow artists.

The Yang God, even if the laws of the main world allow it to exist, is actually inferior to the Shadow Master.

The existence of the shadow artist is the strongest one for Wang Dali, even in his own fantasy.

"I remember that in the previous life, there was a man named Oneiroi who created the Nine Flame Dragons, and he created it before he became the Yang God. ”

"Today, I have achieved the Yang God, so let me create a Nine Thunder Heavenly Dragon, and condense it into a dragon with the power of Heavenly Thunder!"

Wang Dali could sense that he now had the power to create, so his eyes suddenly looked at the sky, and then a thundercloud that was more powerful than when he had just crossed the tribulation instantly appeared.

This made the Martial Saint Old Man, who had originally planned to challenge Wang Dali, stop for a while, and then observe what was going on.

Roar! Roar!

Thunderclouds come and go as fast as they come.

Under the gaze of everyone below, a huge oriental dragon with a length of no less than ten meters appeared in the sky in an instant.

The moment the thunder dragon was born, it also let out a deafening roar.

In addition to the roar, the terrifying dragon power also seemed to terrify the people below.

This time, the aura of the nine dragons was even more terrifying than the power of the Yang God that Wang Dali unconsciously exuded.

Of course, if Wang Dali released the coercion with all his strength, it would definitely be much stronger than the nine thunder dragons he created, but now the coercion he released was unconscious, not with all his strength.

"Damn, is there a new juggernaut?"

The white-haired old man, who didn't know what was going on, thought for a while that someone had come again.

But soon, he also discovered the anomaly.

With the terrifying perception of the Martial Saint, he found that these nine thunder dragons had Wang Dali's aura on their bodies, which meant that these nine thunder dragons were not descenders, but Wang Dali's...... Pet.

"Dominating pet, it turns out that there is really such a big gap between us!"

Inexplicably, the white-haired old man's martial arts momentum was shaken slightly.

But soon he recovered.

"Even so, even if I fight for my life, at least let the Lord feel the wrath of mortals, and let them know that even if they are mortals, they will not be at their mercy. ”

The old man thought as he jumped over to the roof of an inn.

Finally, his action attracted Wang Dali's attention.

Airplanes!

Wang Dali swept at the old man below with his divine thoughts, and soon the old man felt the terrifying will in his divine thoughts.

But this will not hurt him, just like looking at people with his eyes, if there is no other force attached, even if it makes people feel frightened, it will not cause the slightest harm.

"Martial Saints! Didn't you say that there were very few Martial Saints, how could another one appear in such a small place!"

The depression in Wang Dali's heart was actually not much smaller than that of this old man.

The Yang God seems to be majestic, but this world is not the mainstream world of the Yang God, and under the difference in the laws of the world, the true power of the Yang God here is not as strong as the Martial Saint.

Therefore, Wang Dali never intended to fight the other party, and he did not come to this world to help the Evil Shadow Master Alliance to conquer this world.

His purpose was to exercise in this world and get some benefits at the same time.

Although the treasures here will be greatly weakened after entering the main world, if the top treasures in this world are brought back to the main world, then even if they are weakened, it will be of great help to a low-level shadow artist like him.

With such thoughts, Wang Dali did not intend to be tough with that martial saint.

So after he created the Nine Thunder Heavenly Dragon, his body quickly flew towards the sky, and flew higher and higher.

The current sky is still very dangerous, but for Wang Dali, who has already achieved the Yang God, it is still acceptable to fly to a position about three thousand meters above the sky.

As for the distance from those evil shadow masters in the sky, it was actually very long, because even if he flew to such a height, Wang Dali couldn't sense the existence of his Sky City.

Therefore, he had a guess, that is, the Sky City was actually not in the same space as the earthly world, and the seal of the Zhentian Map was to cut off the two spaces.

In other words, the city in the sky is the creator of this world.

In other words, the city in the sky is the back garden of the world's shadow artists, and it is precisely in this way that the laws of there will be revealed, and that place will be so terrifying.

Although this guess is not entirely correct, it is also inseparable.

......

Ground floor.

The white-haired martial saint saw that Wang Dali's aura was restrained, and he was getting farther and farther away from his perception, and immediately thought that the other party did not put himself in his eyes.

Wang Dali gave him the feeling that he didn't take him seriously at all, even if he was already warlike, but Wang Dali still didn't take him seriously, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he left.

"Damn! Look down on me, sure enough, the masters are all arrogant existences!"

The white-haired martial saint pressed hard, holding back the anger in his heart, so that he didn't let the anger break his state of mind.

Then he stomped the roof of an inn, and then the whole person rose to the sky, and rushed up into the sky.

This Martial Saint was different from the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Martial Sect at the beginning, after he rose to the sky, a blue light instantly appeared around his body.

As soon as the light appeared, it quickly converged into a long sword, and he became the body of the sword.

This made the warriors who knelt on the ground couldn't help but exclaim for a while

"The momentum turns into a sword, and the human sword is one!"

"The old man is...... Martial Dao Sword Master!"

Now that Wang Dali has put away the Yang God momentum, the people below have also recovered their mobility.

Immediately after, they saw the old man rising into the sky, and at the same time knew that they were blind just now, and they actually thought that the old man was an ordinary person.