The Three Heavenly Dao Realms, a rather bizarre universe among the three thousand universes, the traces left by this saint, there are the results left by a quasi-saint emperor, and there are eighty-one domains, the five heavenly demons of the year were hiding here, vainly trying to escape the killing of Zhuang Wangu, but they had no choice but to die.

At this time, in the six heavens and three realms, one of the eighty-one domains below, the demonic qi swept the heavens and the earth, and the boundless demonic qi condensed into a giant ** phase in the sky, and the law was dignified, far more terrifying than the ancient beasts.

The pitch-black Faxiang gradually took away, and was sucked into the body of a young man, who had a cheerful smile on his face, his face was a little familiar but a little unfamiliar, and he was wearing a green shirt at this time, looking a little sunny and handsome, and he couldn't see a trace of anger.

However, he is a demon star, a demon star**, a demon qi into the body.

"It's true, before he died, he changed his principles, no longer believed in the theory of the law of the jungle, and even the last skills were not passed on." ** Said with a little complaint, at this time Dark Nebula had already made two preparations, if it could be slaughtered, it would be the best, if not, it would be best to pass on the mana, so that ** would continue to harm the world.

At that time, he had not yet understood the dark nebula in the deepest part of his soul, and his thought was: even if he died, he would let the three thousand universes flood the sky. Relatively speaking, ** is undoubtedly the kind of character who can make the three thousand universes flood the sky.

After absorbing sixty percent of the mana of the Dark Nebula, **'s current strength has become quite terrifying, but he has no relative actual combat experience. The strength is not as good as Shura, and it can be ranked among the top few in the new Seven Quasi-Saint List, similar to Emperor Wenchang.

But obviously, **did not find the right person to mention the saint, unlike the master**, ** is the first priority, in order to protect his own life. In the face of the earth-shattering power of the Zhun Ti Saint, ** is to hide first and then talk. Carrying the saint hard, there is no such intention.

In the north of Luzhou, the dark nebula was defeated, and the Zhun Ti sage gently stroked his beard, and this feeling of stabbing his hands was quite good. Would-be Daoist naturally knows. There are many strong people watching this neighborhood, watching this battle, but the Zhun Ti Saint doesn't care.

Frowning slightly, he found that his physical body could not be repaired for the time being, and the dark matter of the dark nebula was really a little special, and there could be injuries that could not be repaired by saints for the time being, but he didn't care, even if he had some injuries, before the few people on the Fenbao Cliff came to the world. and which of them is their own adversary?

This is the real heaven and earth, I am invincible.

The Quasi-Messenger walked past the body of the Dark Nebula. Dark Nebula is a good opponent, and the would-be Daoist must admit that. It is not a simple character who can hurt the saint, and when he stepped on Dark Nebula's body, Zhun Tidao shook his hand and took off Dark Nebula's head.

If it is an ordinary opponent, the value will turn into ashes, and only an opponent worthy of respect, the quasi-Tidao will be defeated. Take off his head, and let the men of the Tao do it. It has always been ruthless, and few people can match it.

The Zhun Ti Daoist carried the head of the Dark Nebula, the fifth place in the top ten quasi-saint list, and had become the defeated general of the Zhun Ti Saint, and stepped on the top of the Bliss Palace with his head, and then said loudly: "This is the end of the Western Sect." ”

"Western religion is to attract the real estate industry, and the return of this saint is to punish people, who this saint wants to punish and who not to criticize, it is estimated that everyone also knows it." The quasi-Tidao stepped on the Bliss Palace: "The Dark Nebula and the Bliss Palace, let's all turn to ashes." ”

As soon as the quasi-handle is forced, everything flies to ashes.

But Beiju Luzhou is still pitch black, after all, it is not the dark nebula blocking the light, but the dark age, unless the light is made, otherwise there is no light, but where would the Zhun Tidao people care about the lack of light, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand is simply the most primitive light at the origin of the universe.

With a turn of the palm, the entire continent of Beiju Luzhou shined. It's just that this ray of light is working again, and it is no longer the original Western Elysium of the ten trillion Buddha land, but an Shura hell, where all kinds of hungry ghosts, Shura, monsters, and demons are active in this land.

Of course, these are only middle and low-level, high-level demons, as early as when they felt that the dark nebula could not hold on, they withdrew from Beiju Luzhou, and the light swept across the entire Beiju Luzhou, and some of the lowest-level demons and demons who couldn't stand the sunlight were all under the light and turned into ashes.

The other mid-level demons, feeling the sudden appearance of the blazing light, began to panic, and began to kill and poke, and the targets of the pounce and kill were all Zhun Ti, they were no matter what saints or not, remove these nasty ground lights.

But it's a pity that they can't get close to the Zhun Ti Saint's body, and as soon as they get close to it, they turn into microparticles and disappear between heaven and earth, which is the power, horror and horror of the saint.

The Zhun Ti sage sighed slightly, Beiju Luzhou, there are no normal creatures, all of them have been demonized, thinking about how difficult it was to lead in order to cultivate tens of billions of believers who believe in Buddhism, and the most difficult thing to control is the human heart.

At this point, the Zhun Ti Sage had a great feeling about this, such as wanting to kill Dark Nebula, but he wanted to save Dark Nebula, and finally died under his own hands of the Hundred Flowers Fairy.

It's a pity that the years of hard work have been wasted, since the hard work has been wasted, these people have been demonized, then there is no need to remain, the quasi-Tidao touched his beard, made such a decision, and with a turn of his palm, pink light came out from the palm of his hand, and spread to the entire continent.

All the creatures who were touched by the pink light all died, not one was left, and the pink light shot all over the continent, and in the end, it had become blood red, because they had been demonized, so the Zhun Ti Saint killed them all.

This killing is tens of billions of living beings.

The blood-colored light finally slowly converged, and it became a normal white light again, but in the entire Beiju Luzhou, except for some strong people who came to watch the battle, there was no living soul, all of them died in the hands of the Zhun Ti Saint, the light was so powerful that even the last flesh and blood were absorbed.

Normal white light, inch by inch beautiful rivers and mountains, this is the Beiju Luzhou at this time, it's just that no one exists, all of them are dead, all of them die in the hands of saints, and the saints worshiped by hundreds of billions of people are actually such spicy hands.

It's so quiet, this is Zhuang

The feeling has never been so quiet, and now in Beiju Luzhou, hundreds of lands, in the sky, and in the lake waves, I am afraid that there are no more than twenty living people, and the Zhuang Huo is even more cold, and the saint who has returned is also too terrifying.

Turning his head sideways, Zhuang Huo looked at his father and found that his father was still slightly closed, as if he had not been shaken, and still had his usual faint, calm, calm, and tranquil expression, and there was no change.

"Let's go, go back to Xiniu Hezhou." Zhuang Wangu spoke lightly, and didn't mean to say anything more, but Zhuang Huo could clearly feel that now the real mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and a terrifying, saint and quasi-saint battle was about to start.

Zhuang Wangu and Zhuang Huo left by the clouds, and left the uninhabited Beiju Luzhou, and when they were about to leave the Beiju Luzhou, they found a towering city, still lit with lights, and there were no lights in Beiju Luzhou now, and there were only clouds in the city with lights.

There are only people in Cloud City, which is extremely popular, from the absolutely quiet environment, in the big forest, suddenly stepping into a city with human voices, this feeling, quite strange, there are still people, Zhuang Huo sighed slightly, and saw the creatures other than his father and son again, very good.

Zhuang Wangu stood with his hands in his hands, and stood under the city like this, pinching his fingers and calculating, knowing the heavenly opportunity. It is only the master of the previous generation of Beiju Luzhou who admits Cloud City, Dark Xingyun, not the quasi-Daoist, coupled with the unparalleled killing nature of the quasi-Daoist, there is no reason to let go of Cloud City.

Twice the ground light strafed. didn't let go of Cloud City, but in Cloud City, at this time, a swordsman, a peerless swordsman, with a peerless immortal sword, stubbornly blocked the attack from the quasi-Daoist, and he was the only one who could block the attack of the saint.

He's coming?

Zhuang Wangu looked at it. Sure enough, I saw that the real person of Yuding with a cold face was standing tall, and above that city, the Absolute Immortal Sword was faintly sharp, blocking the saint with two blows in a row. This is the powerful strength of the Yuding real person, no wonder the eyelids of the quasi-Daoist just now shook twice, and he obviously also felt the peerless killing intent of the Yuding real person. Yuan Shi Tianzun really taught an amazing apprentice, this was the idea of the Quasi-Ti Daoist after two blows in a row.

Of course, just a slight sigh, the saint, is still invincible.

Yuding Zhenren looked at Zhuang Wangu with a rather cold face, and the two looked at each other, as the top ten quasi-saint lists, these two people. In the face of the coercion of the saints, he is still neither humble nor arrogant. Reverence, the death of the dark nebula. But it made the would-be saint realize that the saint was not harmless.

"I'm here." Yu Ding spoke first.

"Oh?" Zhuang Wangu sighed.

"That's why I didn't see the battle between the Zhun Ti Saint and the Dark Nebula, it's a pity." Yuding Zhenren Yu Chengtou, word by word, said word by word, very clear: "I don't want to see every detail of this battle, no matter what the process is, I only believe in my own sword." ”

"What I want to ask is, this battle. Did the Zhun Ti saint get hurt? Yuding Zhenren voiced his doubts.

Zhuang Wangu naturally understood what Yuding Zhenren was asking, and he had challenged the saint before. But almost all of them died, Dark Nebula still survived the battle to the sky back then, and it was a super exception, because of how, even if it was a powerful quasi-saint, it did not challenge the situation of the saint land, so so far almost no one understands how big the gap between the powerful quasi-saint and the real saint is.

Yuding Zhenren naturally figured it out, after all, he was one of the quasi-saints between heaven and earth who was most likely to challenge the saints. And what he asked was, Dark Nebula shot, the Zhun Ti Saint was not injured, if the Zhun Ti Saint can kill the Dark Nebula without a little injury, then it means that the gap between the Quasi-Saint and the Saint is too big, where is the challenge, just wash your neck and give Zhun Ti Cut yourself.

"He was injured in two places, one on his right shoulder and one on his left hand." Zhuang Wangu also said what he saw.

"Hmm." Yuding Zhenren didn't speak again, he who was carrying the sword at the head of the city, closed his eyes, obviously simulating the battle situation of that battle, with the ability of the dark star cloud, what trick would be used to make the Zhun Ti Saint injured, and after a long time, Yuding Zhenren opened his eyes.

"If Zhun Ti wasn't injured, we wouldn't have hit the head, but since he's going to be injured too, it's different." Yuding Zhenren held the five fingers of the Absolute Immortal Sword, which was quite comfortable, neither tight nor loose, and the slender five fingers pressed the hilt of the sword.

"Yes." Zhuang Wangu stood under the city, what appeared in his hand was Shi Zhong Mountain, and he gently flicked Shi Zhong Mountain, and the crisp bell rang all over this forest, which was extremely crisp, but unfortunately there were no birds and other creatures in the forest, and they were all killed.

"If you want to fight against the Zhun Ti Saint, count Bendi as one." Zhuang Wan Gulang said.

Yuding Zhenren smiled and didn't say anything, just pointed at Beiju Luzhou.

Quasi-saints are human beings, saints are human beings, all human beings, why can't they be defeated? This is the idea of Yuding Zhenren, for their own sword, Yuding Zhenren has absolute confidence, only sincerity in the sword, in order to be extremely in the sword, extremely in the sword, extremely in the sky, and heaven and earth as one, is undefeated.

After such a few simple words with Yuding Zhenren, Zhuang Wangu entered the boundary of Ziwei Kingdom, and the two said goodbye without saying much, while Yuding Zhenren still stood sideways at the head of the city, looking at Beiju Luzhou, his eyes were distant and profound. And Zhuang Wangu, who entered the Ziwei Kingdom, was pondering a question.

Why did the six saints of the Treasure Cliff descend into the world as Zhun Ti saints, instead of the other five? There is another thing, at that time, the Western religion was taken by Dark Nebula and Bole, and now, with the return of the Zhun Ti Saint, where will Bole's infinite heaven go?

The boundaries of Ziwei Country, as always, have not changed anything because of the return of the saint, Ziwei Country is a place where many forces are fighting, changing a quasi-saint as the master is a change, and changing a saint on the head is also a change, anyway, as long as you can live, it doesn't matter.

The people of Ziwei, who have experienced war, have long stopped caring. After going out in the morning, I don't know if I can go home alive at night, this is the general life of Ziwei people.

People in troubled times are not as good as dogs in prosperous times.