Wang Sheng raised his head and found that a Xuanhuang merit qi was falling, reaching the top of his head from the outer heaven and the heavenly dome.

This Xuanhuang Qi was extremely vast and huge, and it had a different feeling from the merits that Wang Sheng had accumulated before.

It is like a round of Xuanhuang sun, falling down.

This is the merit of the higher planes, and the merits of the lower planes are infinitely useful, and they are not comparable to the merits of the lower planes at all.

Wang Sheng looked up and found that no one but him had seen such a terrifying and huge merit.

It fell, faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to go straight to the top of Wang Sheng's head.

But at this moment, the air was slightly turbulent, and a piece of shards actually shattered.

This fragment directly breaks off the connection between the two spaces, and from this side, there is a grand and simple palace, and the golden flowers are auspicious.

There is an immortal stone platform at the top of the palace, and the stone platform sits a Taoist in gray ancient clothes, echoing with the stone platform.

He didn't look like a human being, his face couldn't be seen clearly, and Wang Sheng forgot about this person's appearance in the moment he blinked.

At this time, the Taoist stretched out a palm and held it on the top of Wang Sheng's head.

"Boom!"

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the hands of the Taoist actually dragged Xuanhuang Merit steadily.

This is the merit of being robbed, and the wrath of the heavens.

The merit shook several times, and he wanted to bypass the palm and fall on the top of Wang Sheng's head, but he couldn't get down.

The thin palm seems to have a distance of hundreds of millions of light years, firmly locking the merits.

Is this to rob him of his merits?

"Bastard!"

He was angry, this is merit, a huge amount of merit, it is his thing, how can he let others intercept it.

However, he did not dare to make a move.

This thin hand was as unpredictable as the sky, and Wang Sheng had a hunch that he might be shocked to death if he really did it.

This is power, and I don't know which class exists, even if I can't pronounce the name.

Aggrieved, thick aggrieved.

"MD, don't let labor and management know who you are!"

He was angry, and when he reached the top of the pyramid, he would take revenge.

At this time, I can only grit my teeth and endure it.

"Who dares to come to my desolate witch tribe to spread wild!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, piercing through the darkness, and I saw that the thousand-meter-sized witch clan quickly rushed towards it, smashing it into that hand with a fist.

"Boom!"

The palms trembled, but in the end, they couldn't resist the terrifying power of the desolate witch, and the space collapsed, and they were broken and smashed to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

Xuanhuang's merits overflowed a little, and the rest sharply drilled into Wang Sheng's body, crushing the billion merits strongly, and firmly occupying the first position in the back of Wang Sheng's head.

This is the golden wheel of merit, Xuan yellow, with it Wang Sheng can almost walk sideways under the golden immortal.

Why?

This merit is incomparably huge, and if Wang Sheng's life is to be granted, it must be approved by the Heavenly Dao.

If you don't exceed the Golden Immortal, you will be eaten back, and there will be no place to bury you.

The merit was hidden, and Wang Sheng looked at the palm of his hand.

The palm of the hand was full of vitality at this time, and the blood flowing out was actually golden.

Moreover, immediately, an extremely rich immortal aura overflowed, sweeping through Wang Sheng's body, and the foundation building shackles shattered as if they were as light as nothing.

"Scratch!"

A round and huge golden pill is rising, with a golden immortal aura, very rich.

Unexpectedly, Jin Dan became a ...... in such a daze

Before he had time to take a closer look, Wang Sheng looked up and saw the thousand-meter Wu clan on the top of the mountain climbing down from the top of the mountain and walking towards Wang Sheng step by step.

This is a witch clan, a kilometer in size, I'm afraid he is a heavenly witch.

What level is the Heavenly Witch? Immortal level!

What is a heavenly immortal, Wang Sheng has no concept at all, but he can break through the desolate space, which is an extremely terrifying existence.

The next one, the severed hand on the ground suddenly bounced up, and immediately explained to Wang Sheng what a heavenly immortal was.

"Bang!"

The golden divine light exploded here, and with the palm of his hand as the body, a Taoist was quickly born.

It was the Taoist that Wang Sheng saw in the space just now, and at this time, his body flickered into a feather robe.

He was very close to Wang Sheng, only a few bodies away.

"Mole ant, it's a good thing to do me!"

The Taoist turned his head, and the divine light in his eyes exploded, and just one glance made Wang Sheng fall into the cold cellar.

Suddenly, he saw a universe falling, and it was about to crush him, crushing him into pieces and powder.

Broken bones and ashes!!

Fear, intense fear, great fear.

At this time, Wang Sheng was helpless, and he only felt that wherever he fled, he would be found in an instant.

There is no hiding place in heaven or on earth.

Qiankun Huan had some reactions, as if he was angry, and he wanted to protect the master automatically.

Once the opponent makes a move, it will give him a fatal blow!

How powerful the innate treasure is, Wang Sheng is not clear, he has always used extremely weak abilities.

It is also unclear how many of these prohibitions there are.

The only thing that can be determined is that the first prohibition on recognizing the Lord has been lifted.

Fortunately, at this moment, a huge fist was like a storm that destroyed the world, and hit the Daoist's breathtaking eyes.

"Scratch!"

The sound of space shattering, the world in front of Wang Sheng's eyes shattered inch by inch, shattering like a mirror.

When it is broken, nothing can be seen, not even darkness.

A void.

He is like a flat boat sinking and floating in a violent wind and tsunami, a place where he will die without a place to bury if he is not lucky.

However, for some reason, one after another spatial cracks shattered, just avoiding him.

"Bang!"

Another fist fell, grazing his body and crushing the world.

Wang Sheng swallowed his saliva.

There is no power overflow at this level, or they have already passed the realm of aftermath and are very restrained.

Every inch of force is incomparably well preserved, so good that it leaves a crack in the space of a fist print or palm print.

These two great powers broke out into a shocking battle, only to see a trace of green light suddenly glow on the fist of the desolate witch, instantly crossing the distance between the two and slamming heavily on the Daoist's body.

Through!

At this time, the Dao man's hand knife expanded thousands of times, piercing the chest of the desolate witch.

A lose-lose style of play.

"Whoa!"

The blood of the desolate witch flowed down, with a vicious aura, dripping blood red and terrifying, covering all the places where Wang Sheng stood.

It's pollution, it's filth!

Immediately, Wang Sheng's face turned pale, what is the Wu Clan? It is a race born in the turbid blood of Pangu, and there is a terror from yin to evil.

His blood is the most terrifying and evil existence in heaven and earth, and words such as filth, death, darkness, and eternal life can be used.

One drop, just one drop, the first thing to contact Wang Sheng is.

The air along the way turned black, and the power of the flowers and trees around it withered.

"Brush!"

Wang Sheng opened the Qiankun Ring and stored this drop of blood in danger to prevent him from falling down.

The space in the Qiankun Ring is vast, and you can see a lot of materials and a human skin.

It was the human skin that Wang Sheng had stolen from the tomb robbery a long time ago, and at this time, it was affected by the turbid blood, and it immediately flew towards the blood.

"Town!"

Wang Sheng drank coldly, and the Qiankun ring automatically separated the two.

At this time, the desolate witch's body shook, and the blood flowed back, and there was no waste of two drops.

Why not a drop? The remaining drop is still firmly locked by Wang Sheng's Qiankun ring.

(End of chapter)