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Venerable Hemu looked sluggish, spit out a mouthful of emerald life, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What a surprising little guy." ”

It must be known that just now, even with He Mu's eyesight, he couldn't help but admire, thinking that Fang Cheng would definitely lose.

There are two reasons for this.

First, the ability to detain the light body to hold all the light, and to forcibly reverse the law of light, is already a monstrous means of comprehending the law of light to the primary limit of heaven and earth.

Second, the confinement cultivation is also the ultimate emperor limit, with an amplitude of nearly two thousand, which is equivalent to two thousand times the ordinary third-level transcendent limit cultivation.

That fierce and terrifying halo giant hand, almost on the verge of the attack and killing method of the Celestial Body Seventh Order Black Hole Domain, it was impossible for an ordinary Transcendent Emperor to resist.

But, under Fang Cheng's knife, everything was shattered.

Fang Cheng's invincibility was so powerful that even He Mu, as a lower realm lord venerable, was a little frightened.

He Mu smiled softly and looked at Zhonghuantai.

That's when —

"Huh. ”

A sneer resounded through the void.

Curse Gold sneered

She was shrouded in golden light, standing within the light.

The face of the cursed gold is faintly impossible to see, but a pair of eyes are as bright as the stellar sun, as if there is a bright galaxy inside.

There was a coldness in his eyes.

"What about the Transcendent Holy Spirit, when he advances to the Celestial Black Hole Domain, the Realm Universe will inevitably be extremely solid and strong. Even if the Holy Spirit Genius will definitely break through to the Realm Lord Venerable, it will take at least 10,000 years to break through the Realm Universe. ”

"During this period of time, whether he can survive countless life and death trials is still two words. ”

Emperor Venerable, Transcendent Emperor, Transcendent Venerable, Five or six out of ten are promoted to the Lord Venerable of the Realm.

There is a great possibility of advancing to the Realm Lord Venerable.

The Holy Spirit is very different.

The probability of the Holy Beings advancing to the Realm Lord is one hundred percent, there is no doubt about it.

The genius of the Holy Spirit, the natural talent is strong in the universe, and it runs through the heavens and the earth.

The celestial strata breaking through to the Realm Lord Venerable needs to transform the extreme black hole in his body into a realm, in short, a miniature universe.

The genius of the Holy Spirit will inevitably break through to the Lord Venerable of the Realm.

However, the Holy Spirit Genius broke through the threshold of the Realm Lord, and was a realm realm existence that surpassed the limit, broke the rules, and overrode the shackles.

Even as a holy being, it needs time to polish and accumulate over time.

He Mu sighed lightly:

"So far, those who have fallen halfway through the Transcendent Holy Spirit have not had a problem spending the time of accumulation and tempering with Fang Cheng's mental will. ”

The Most Holy Creature, the Venerable Realm Lord, is directly the High Realm Lord Venerable.

Hearing this, Curse Jin's face turned cold, but he was powerless to refute, just closed his eyes, and Haoguang suddenly retracted.

"Hmph. ”

Cursed Gold snorted coldly and stared down.

——

Zhonghuantai.

Fang Cheng's face was calm, his expression was calm, and he looked at Emperor Zhuguang: "Self-inflicted, self-suffering, do you know?"

"Yes. ”

"I see. ”

"Most Holy Beings, I serve, I obey. ”

Emperor Kuguang's body trembled again and again, and then his body gradually relaxed, giving up the idea of resisting and struggling.

In the presence of a transcendent Holy Spirit, all the power of which he was proud was empty.

What Emperor Venerable, what Heaven and Earth Level Primary Limit, is a joke and not worth mentioning.

All supernatural powers are vain.

All emperors are majestic and bow down.

"Tick. ”

"Bang bang. ”

The body of the detention was flowing with pitch-black and deep purple blood, and at first glance, it was extremely miserable.

Drops of light and blood rippled on the Zhonghuan platform, like an endless sea of blood, heavy as ten thousand pounds, extremely condensed.

——

The world around Zhonghuantai seems to have fallen into a strange atmosphere of the collapse of the universe and the collapse of time and space.

No one dared to speak.

No one dared to move their bodies.

Even if the mind, will, and mind are on the verge of collapse.

Even if the energy incarnate body oozes cold sweat.

Even if the heart is tumbling like a roaring wave.

With a loud sound that seemed to be silent, like a rock shatter—

On the Zhonghuan platform, countless wounds around Emperor Zhuguang burst out, and countless knife marks and knife wounds all over his body were stirred and turned into light and blood!

Blood is spilling!

The light is spraying!

So far.

Emperor Zhuguang, who constantly pressed all the enemies and overlooked Zhonghuan City, was defeated!

Watching the cold and fierce, the power of the infinite power of the Emperor of Detention Light, he was defeated!

Cover the geniuses and respect the first emperor of Zhonghuan!

He's defeated!

What kind of great power can cut through space, smash heaven and earth, and breathe through the world?

What kind of power can destroy faith, break the mind, reveal invincibility, and completely overlook the endless universe as a genius?

That white figure is the answer!

The One who is the Spirit is everything!

The many geniuses who witnessed this scene, their eyes, complexions, and thoughts were completely solidified, and their whole bodies were stiff, like sculptures handed down from ancient times.

Emperor Fenggu muttered on his lips, and finally reluctantly spit out the panic and confusion buried deep in his heart:

"Who the hell is he?"

Nearly a thousand geniuses were stunned, and they all heard the murmur of the Wind Lonely Emperor.

The vast majority of them had never seen Fang Cheng's dignity at all, they had only heard of Fang Cheng's name.

Fang Cheng, a year in a row through the four-story Zhonghuan Tower, ranked at the limit of the emperor.

But among the many geniuses present, there was no doubt or confusion, this white-clothed Holy Spirit could never be Fang Cheng.

Otherwise, what is the point of their lives?

If so, what is the general meaning of their practice?

So, who is he?

This bewildering question resounded in the hearts and souls of many geniuses, and they racked their brains and pondered for a long time.

However, there is no way to get it.

They had never heard of the existence of a fourth emperor in Zhonghuan City!

That's when it happened.

Darkwing Sichen recovered from the sculpture, she cheered, she was ecstatic, her emotions welled up in her heart.

I don't want to.

Darkwing Sichen grinned, and a crisp voice like a star dust bell sounded: "He is Fang Cheng! he is destined to be my man!"

This sentence was like a star bursting.

The sound was crisp, like a black hole collapsing.

A wave that tore hearts and shook souls swept through the hearts of many geniuses, and then turned into a roaring ocean tsunami in an instant.

He!

Many geniuses looked at each other and completely entered a state of dead silence.

Emperor Feng Gu smiled abruptly: "The Holy Soul Fang Cheng." ”

"Fang Cheng. ”

The Water Dancing Emperor stood dazed and whispered.

There was an indescribable embarrassment rising in her heart, making her delicate body faintly red, unable to keep calm.

"Just now, I was still thinking about sheltering Fang Cheng...... Hello!"

The Water Dancing Emperor moaned, his delicate body trembling.

A holy being, no longer a genius, but a strong man, who can shelter, who can subdue, who can protect?

Perhaps, the Venerable Realm Lord has this qualification.

The emperor's eyes widened.

The eyes that had been torn suddenly burst open, and blood-red liquid splattered out, and the jealousy and resentment in his heart almost turned into substance.

"Giggles. ”

He rolled his eyes and fainted.

Before he fell dizzy and fell, before his vision turned to pitch black, Hong Ran vaguely saw a golden robe and a faint glow descending.

It was a golden-robed woman, and her eyes were indifferent and majestic.

She is the Lord of the Realm, the Curse of Gold.

There was a roar in Hong Ran's mind, forcibly controlling himself to regain consciousness, but it was useless, his mental will was relatively poor.

"Poof. ”

Hong Ran fell to the ground, and the last thought before he fell unconscious - "Shame...... Thrown into the eyes of the ancestors!"

"Hmph. ”

The curse gold descended on the Zhonghuan platform, standing in the void, and glanced at the junior Hong Ran in the clan imperceptibly, and the disappointment in his heart was like a volcano.

Then.

Curse Jin raised his eyelids indifferently, and looked high, overlooking the kneeling Emperor Kuguang on the Zhonghuan platform, as well as ...... The Holy Spirit is consummated.

She spoke.

"Fang Cheng, genius battles are not allowed to be humiliated. You have made a heinous mistake and a serious fallacy, and you must pay tribute and apologize to the detention light. ”

Cursed Gold dusted off his golden robe, glanced at the many geniuses who had fallen into a stupor, awe-inspiring circle, and slowly and leisurely judged.

"You, do you know what's wrong?"

With the opening of the curse gold, the light in the small half of the Zhonghuan City was trembling, undulating and shattering, echoing the vast majesty of the Realm Lord Venerable's curse gold.

Many geniuses were shocked and shocked.

The realm lord was responsible, and the sky was shattered.

His Holiness was displeased, and the heavens trembled.

This!

It is the teachings of the Venerable Realm Lord!

On the middle platform.

Emperor Zhuguang's body trembled, and the flames in his heart rose, as if he saw the scene of the Holy Spirit Fang Cheng bowing his head and bowing to himself to admit his mistake.

Even the transcendent Holy Spirit must not disobey the teachings of the Lord of the Realm!

But!

He's a shotgun!

Before Fang Cheng was born, he was the first emperor of Zhonghuan City!

His pride, his domineering, and his heart, even the Realm Lord Venerable Curse Jin, did not expect it.

"Poof!"

Detention Light's chest trembled violently, and the pure white divine knife suddenly turned, completely shattering Detention Light's chest.

"Bang Tong!"

Jiguang smiled miserably, covered the blade of the knife with his left hand, and his legs trembled, but he stood up little by little, straightening his waist.

Light and blood splattered.

Energy muscles shattered.

Detention Guang smiled, his miserable face was full of hideousness, and he barely twisted his head, glancing at the Realm Lord Venerable and Cursed Gold in the sky.

"Admit your mistakes, I'm sorry, Lord Curse Jin, I'll take back the shattered dignity and the broken glory myself!

The voice was fierce and firm, like a clash of steel and stone.

Suddenly.

He was tired for a while, and slowly fell on the Zhonghuan platform, the pure white divine knife was withdrawn, and the flesh and blood were splashed, but he smiled.

Who is he!

He's a detached!

"Boom. "The body like a mountain and the sea slammed into the Zhonghuan platform.

His gaze was dim, but he looked at Fang Cheng tightly: "Fang Cheng...... In the face of the Realm Lord's teachings, how should you deal with yourself?"

"Hmm. ”

Fang Cheng glanced at the Detention Emperor Venerable who was covered in blood, raised his eyelids, and turned his gaze indifferently and coldly, looking up at the Realm Lord Venerable and Cursed Gold who were on the Zhonghuan Platform.

Fang Cheng was not in a hurry and chuckled.

"What are you talking about?"

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