"The King's Treasure, Open!"

Wang Zheng shouted softly, resounding between heaven and earth.

In the inner heaven and earth, above the sword edge of Shushan, the sound of infinite sword groans shook the heavens and the earth, and a long sword rushed out of the sky, bursting into the golden sky, like plunging into a calm lake, dyed with golden terrifying power.

Shushan Sword Shrine, Phantom Moon Cave Mansion...... The same scene also happened, all the treasures that Wang Zheng had revealed had already been imprinted by Wang Zheng's spiritual will, and rioted one after another under Wang Zheng's thoughts.

To outsiders, they were just above the golden light of the sky, like a calm and rippling lake, as if it had been beaten by a shower, rippling in circles.

At the same time, among the golden ripples, the legend shook the heavens and the earth. There was the sound of swords, there were swords, or whatever, and the terrifying sound alone was like the wrath of the gods of heaven and earth.

The next moment, in the golden ripples, a sharp sword flew out under the shroud of golden light.

In the blink of an eye, there was a golden torrent between heaven and earth, rushing out from around Wang Zheng who was surrounded by his hands. The golden torrent shook the heavens and the earth, and the hideous sword qi and sword light continued to escape.

From a distance, it looked like an endless and powerful torrent of treasures shrouded in infinite golden light, and the surging sense of power made the heavens and the earth turn into chaos wherever it passed.

"What! how could there be so many treasures!"

"Divine power! is the power of the gods! This breath seems to be the god of power?"

"Oh my God, there is more than one immortal weapon, what is the origin of this Wang Zheng?!"

As soon as the king's treasure came out, the powerful gaze that was originally calm and indifferent suddenly stopped being calm one by one!

No way, the impact of the King's Treasure is too powerful!

No one knows how many swords there are in Shushan, and no one knows how many treasures Han Lao Mo has. Even Wang Zheng himself didn't know, he only knew that all the treasures were kept in the king's treasure by him.

The number is almost endless. Although it can't be like the golden flash, it will continue to be released for three days and three nights without stopping, but it can't stand the king's treasure itself, which also has the ability to recall and recuperate.

The skills are exhausted? Another wave is enough! Pure one-force breaking method three-plate axe!

Not to mention, under the godhead power of the god of power, each treasure that burst out was enveloped in a powerful divine power, in addition to its own power being activated.

This kind of power has even surpassed the most powerful power that Wang Zheng can exert.

After all, no matter how profound the truth Wang Zheng comprehended, it could not be compared to the powerful power of the gods!

Such a terrifying power, even beyond the power that a fifth-order powerhouse at the apex of the human world, could grasp, naturally caused everyone to no longer be calm.

As soon as the king's treasure came out, Wang Zheng consciously stood in an invincible position. And the four demigods who had the ability to rush towards him changed color one after another!

The dense swords, even their powerful soul power couldn't see how much there was at the first time, not to mention, the golden power divine power above could even oppress their souls along their gaze!

"Rebel! Great Demon Blade!"

The powerful demigod holding the blade of rebellion, facing the terrifying power, with a hideous face running the power of the Flame Monarch in his body, the dark red terrifying fighting spirit was burning, and there was a demonic phantom behind him.

His body also grew countless times out of thin air, and the arm holding the Blade of Rebellion turned into a demonic arm with mixed energy and flesh and blood!

The rebellious blade in his hand slashed out without any fancy fancy, and a terrifying sword light suddenly appeared in the sky like a dark red crescent, and the evil and cold power escaped and slashed fiercely into the golden torrent!

At the front end of the golden torrent, it was a sword that was not very powerful in Shu Mountain, even if it shrouded the power of the gods, it was still separated by the powerful power of the rebellious blade.

Wang Zheng glanced sideways slightly: "It deserves to be an artifact!"

Native artifacts, each of which still exists, has its own uniqueness.

Seeing his rebellious blade slash through the golden torrent full of divine power, a sword shrouded in golden light was shattered by a powerful evil force, and disappeared into the void.

The face of the demigod showed a touch of joy, although this king's treasure, although it has the power of the gods, it does not seem to be impossible to resist!

"The blade of rebellion, but the artifact that the ancestors have been using before they became gods!"

The demigods burst out feverishly, and the power in their bodies vented even more frantically, the roar of demons sounded in the heavens and the earth, and even the projection of the abyss didn't know when it began to come, and the dark and chaotic power spread like a tide towards the golden sky on Wang Zheng's side.

Wang Zheng chuckled: "Ignorance." ”

The next moment, in the midst of the golden torrent, a mountain that was still surging with five-colored streamers under the golden light suddenly accelerated, like a small world, and suddenly crashed towards the crescent moon knife light that was burning with dark red flames.

There was a muffled sound, and the sword light dissipated. The mountain only trembled slightly, and then it struck towards the demigod like a bamboo.

Although the demigod was only half the size of an ordinary person's body, in his opinion, that small mountain seemed to be a grand world, with five kinds of divine light covering the sky and the sun, and all kinds of mysterious and terrifying powers!

Boom!

Just like the sound of Hong Zhong Dalu, the demigod holding the rebellious blade to block was directly knocked over by the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain, and the rebellious blade almost came out of his hand, and then, under the terrifying suppressive force, he was drowned in the golden torrent almost without resistance.

And the other three demigods who didn't have an artifact in their hands, although under the powerful bloodline form, barely had a trace of parry power in the golden torrent, but with the appearance of other treasures, they also followed in the footsteps of their fellow clans.

In the midst of the crackling sound of the seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords, the golden evil god Lei Zhuan defeated the evil man, and in the screams of the demigods, his fighting spirit was blown to pieces.

In the surging demonic qi, the demon sword turned into a dark sword light, and the demonic qi of the immortal and demon-level was not at all something that the fifth-order demigods could resist, and it was also hit hard under the hard encounter.

There was also a seven-colored sword light that was fierce and powerful, and in an instant, the demonized arm of another demigod was cut off at the shoulder.

One move! Just one move, in an instant, the four powerful bloodline demigods were drowned in the golden torrent, without any movement.

Of course, the Almighty could see very clearly that the four demigods were not dead, but in the golden torrent, they had become as small as ants, and they could be drowned in the glorious power at any time.

It's not a spike, it's better than a spike!

Even at this moment, many low-level cultivators who could intuitively see all this had a sentence in their hearts:

"This trick is terrifying!"