A middle-aged man about thirty or forty years old, dressed in a gray robe, suddenly appeared, with a faint smile, exuding a warm and peaceful atmosphere, and the surrounding light seemed to focus on him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he arrived, the still space-time seemed to suddenly resume its circulation, and everyone could move.

"Level 99!" Black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng asked with interest.

The person in front of him, like himself, has already realized the true domain of the Dao, and it is basically possible to achieve the primordial god at any time, but he is because the power of the dream in his body is not enough, so what about him?

The gray-robed man did not affirm or deny, but said lightly with a smile, "In the Lower Martial Spirit Palace, there are thousands of streams, I don't know what Your Excellency calls it." ”

"Zhuang Zhoumeng."

"Then if this matter can be put aside, you can leave, I will not stop it." The natural tone of the thousand streams makes life not feel bad at all.

"Nope." Black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng said indifferently, "The Martial Spirit Hall must be destroyed." ”

If it was another time, it was okay to give up, but after Tang San's little girlfriend finished speaking, the task system came out to prompt that the elimination of the Wuhun Hall had been defined as a long-term task, and anyone could take it.

Qiandaoliu's smile gradually disappeared, and his gaze said lightly, "I can swear that the Martial Spirit Hall will never chase after it." ”

"Nope."

"Then it seems that there is nothing more to talk about." Qiandaoliu's position when he was young was to eliminate all those who dared to argue with the Wuhun Hall in the dark, so he was not a person with a good temper.

Ten thousand golden rays of light shone out from Qiandaoliu's body, and six pairs of golden wings stretched out from behind him.

Nine soul rings floated out.

The golden True Domain slowly spread out, and the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng's black True Domain resisted.

The fine collision has not stopped at the intersection of the true domains.

Seeing that the True Domain couldn't tell the winner, he shouted.

"Angel's Sword." Several soul rings of Qiandaoliu lit up, and a lightsaber that was completely highly condensed by the light element appeared, and there were blazing golden flames burning on it.

"Drink." Take a snort.

A sword was slashed out, and the light and shadow of the Dao were refracted, and the realm of the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng was a little turbulent.

"Hmph." Behind Zhuang Zhoumeng, a lotus flower slowly opened.

The realm was several layers stronger in an instant.

The palm of the hand stretched out like lightning, and the lifelike lotus flowers slowly rotated in the palm.

The palms of the hands opened, and the lotus flowers turned into streamers, and they all flew out in an instant.

Crossing the nodes of the world, the goal is the sea of thousands of streams.

The cold feeling directly acted on the soul, and Qiandaoliu had a splitting headache, and the lotus flowers were like life-urging talismans, making Qiandaoliu's heart cold.

Ding, ding, ding,

The nine soul rings of the Thousand Streams shone together, colliding with each other and making a crisp sound.

Qiandaoliu completely turned into a light elemental creature, and his body not only rose to several meters, but his strength also increased by a level.

At the same time, it also has the ability to resist the lotus.

But because he has to resist the lotus, Qiandaoliu's current strength is not able to exert five points.

Rumble.

The black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng blasted out with a palm, hitting Qiandaoliu, who was many times larger than himself, and Qiandaoliu took a few steps back, and at the same time, the body of the light element lost a part.

The black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng was going further, and the same palm burst out, which continued like this, and Qiandaoliu wanted to break free several times, but the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng didn't give him a chance.

It's totally crushed.

The last palm struck, and the huge light elemental body was destroyed by more than seventy percent, completely shattered, and turned into a thousand streams again.

Qiandaoliu's eyes were now dim, his black and neat hair had become gray and messy, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was low.

A large amount of blood flowed from the wound on the chest, which stained the gray robe, but because of the color of the gray robe, it could not be seen.

"Your Excellency really has to destroy the Martial Soul Section!" Although Qiandaoliu now looks like a beggar on the side of the road, he still talks to Zhuang Zhoumeng with undiminished bearing.

"Yes." The black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng blurted out.

"Ahem, hey, hey, hey, ahem." Qiandaoliu's momentum seemed to be exhausted with the words of the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng, and he smiled bitterly.

"Although I originally wanted to help my granddaughter become a god, but now forget it." Qiandaoliu's cold eyes became gentle with the word granddaughter.

"Ancestors, angel gods, I am willing to burn everything, summon your doppelgangers to come, and kill all those who are disrespectful to God."

Black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng faintly felt a little bad, he knew that there were really gods in this world, and they were not pseudo-gods like the world of the three gods, they were gods who really controlled heaven and earth.

The black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng moved, his body was like a phantom, and in less than a blink of an eye, he arrived at Qiandaoliu's side and slapped it with one palm.

The inky black dream was entwined on it, the phantom lotus flower was born and died on it, and the slight chant echoed on it, this palm was dazzling to the extreme, as if the immortal light was also blessed.

But it was blocked.

A golden light shield protected Qiandaoliu, and even the palm of the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng only made the light mask vibrate constantly.

Almost.

The black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng could feel it, as long as it was a little stronger, he could break the light mask.

What to do, what to do.

Black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

"It's useless, I sacrificed myself so that the angel god could descend an incarnation, with the power of the angel god, you can't escape." Qiandaoliu said lightly, he knew that after this sacrifice, he would die, but for the sake of the Martial Spirit Palace, there was no pity to die, anyway, he had lived long enough, but he just took pity on his granddaughter..........

The black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng is not without hole cards, if it really comes to that point, where will it be used.

Thinking of this, the black-robed Zhuang Zhoumeng relaxed slightly, since this is the case, let's see where his bottom line is.

"The Nine Secrets of Dream Law."

Black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng said lightly.

The power of the black dream in the body surged out, condensed in nine directions, and condensed into nine runes, exuding a huge momentum.

"Nine Laws, Nine Secrets, Nine Palaces, Nine Companies"

"Qiangong, Kan Palace, Gen Palace, Zhen Palace, Middle Palace, Xun Palace, Ligong, Kun Palace, Dui Palace"

Every time the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng called a name, a rune would light up, and after nine sounds, the nine runes emitted dazzling light at the same time.

"Lian, Lian, Lian," the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng's usually silent eyes were slightly crazy at this time, and there was a hint of pleasure.

The independent momentum of the nine runes slowly began to soften a little under the urging of the black-robed Zhuang Zhou Meng, and each breath began to connect with the interconnectedness next to it.

But it's not enough.

Boom, a huge force like heavenly power descended, making even the Martial Spirit Hall and the people of its sect ten miles away a little breathless.

Broad, magnificent, vast,

A golden phantom with six wings on its back appeared in the sky above the Martial Spirit Hall.