"What is that......" Just when everyone was attracted by the conversation between Zhan Wusheng and the Emperor of Wanhua, they suddenly found that a blood-colored fairy boat appeared in the starry sky in the distance, and the speed of the blood-colored fairy boat was not fast at this moment, slowly and leisurely, everyone was stunned that behind the blood-colored fairy boat was actually dragging a huge coffin of dozens of zhang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A blood-colored fairy boat, blood red like countless blood flowing on the fairy boat, just glanced at the blood-colored fairy boat, it seemed to have a bloody and fierce aura rushing to the face. Although the blood-colored fairy boat was only walking slowly, it made people feel like an ancient beast was walking leisurely in the void, it was a fairy boat with its own life.

More people's eyes fell on the strange coffin, they couldn't see any material, like gold and wood, and the secret patterns floated on the coffin, like hundreds of millions of leeches squirming there, feeling a little disgusting, and even more terrifying, and couldn't help but have the so-called dense phobia.

"What a strange coffin...... A trace of astonishment flashed in Emperor Wanhua's eyes, when he saw this coffin, he even forgot the killing intent of fighting without death, and his intuition told him that this coffin was definitely not ordinary, but he was afraid that it contained a shocking secret.

What puzzled him the most was that although the coffin was big, it was nothing compared to the blood-colored fairy boat, and Zhan Wusheng obviously did not put the coffin into the blood-colored fairy boat, but let the fairy boat just drag the huge coffin through the market.

"Xuanhua, you, damn it!" When Emperor Wanhua's eyes had not yet moved away from the huge coffin, he suddenly heard a cold snort from Zhan Wuxing, he couldn't help but turn his head to look, and found that Zhan Wuxing's figure had appeared not far from Xuanhua's side, and slapped Xuanhua with one palm, without any superfluous movements, nor did he use any imperial magic weapons, the big hand was like a fly swatter swatting a mosquito, and it was slapped down like that.

"I fought with you......" Xuanhua was obviously intimidated by the momentum of Zhan Wuji, as the divine son of Gong Huatian, Zhan Wuming has supreme authority, this authority is even better than Xuan Ji, because Zhan Wuxuan is known for being decisive and invincible, and the reason why they can have today's achievements is not because of Xuan Ji, but because Zhan Wuming gave them a chance.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhan Wudi brought them to that mysterious place and let them enter a certain secret realm, they would not have had the opportunity to become an emperor-level powerhouse, and the reason why Xuan Ji was able to become a demigod-level powerhouse was also because of Zhan Wudi, who could make others become demigods, so how powerful was he himself?

Although it seems that Zhan Wusheng is just a cultivation of the Immortal Emperor level, but seeing that he has almost swept half of the Immortal Realm, he knows how powerful this god is, therefore, Xuanhua did not hesitate at the moment of Zhan Wudi's shot, and shot with all his strength, the Tianzun weapon in his hand is a Qi Mei stick, but it is somewhat similar to the bone stick of the blue-eyed golden-eyed beast, but it is not as domineering as the bone stick of the blue-eyed golden-eyed beast.

"I don't know ......whether I am alive or dead" Seeing that Xuanhua actually dared to raise his eyebrows and shoot at him, a trace of cold ridicule flashed in his lifeless eyes, and then the big hand did not slow down in the slightest, it was still so unhurried, but it seemed that Xuanhua could not escape the bombardment of this big hand no matter how he dodged.

Xuanhua Tianzun also understood that he couldn't escape the bombardment of this palm at all, so he had to fight, but the moment his Qi Mei stick intersected with that big hand, he understood how huge the gap was between him and Zhan Wu, he seemed to hear the spirit of the Qi Mei Stick, the weapon of Tianzun in his hand, let out a long scream, and that sound was connected to his soul, as if his soul was torn apart in an instant.

The Qi Mei stick in his hand erupted into a strong brilliance, it was the desperate light that returned to the light, extremely poignant and gorgeous, in this Hua Guang, he saw that the Tianzun weapon in his hand was like a porcelain that had been knocked by a hammer, and cracks quickly appeared in the "click" sound, and finally, the Qi Mei stick in his hand turned into countless fragments and exploded into the void.

"......Boom" Xuanhua's eyes were filled with disbelief and horror, his Heavenly Venerable Weapon turned into pieces in the palm of Zhan Wu's lifeless, how fierce this was, not only that, but that huge palm did not stop after shattering his Heavenly Venerable Weapon, and directly fell on the top of his head.

At the last moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his skull shattering, and then he didn't hesitate to break out of his body and want to escape, but found that the moment his soul impacted was like falling into a scorching lava, and the terrifying heat instantly burned his little divine consciousness directly into nothingness.

A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of Emperor Wanhua, he didn't see it clearly when he killed the other two Tianzun to save Xuanji before, and now everything seems to be in slow motion, and he can see it very clearly, Zhan Wusheng didn't use any imperial weapons, and he smashed the Tianzun's weapon and killed Xuanhua, completely relying on the power of the flesh. A person can actually cultivate the strength of the physical body to such an extent, a physical body that is more powerful than the imperial weapon, and it is not impossible for him to be able to transcend the level of challenge.

Xuan Chao looked at Xuanhua's dim soul core blankly, and an inexplicable sadness rose in his heart, Xuanhua really deserved to die, but when he died, he felt a little more helpless in his heart, after all, the same bloodline.

"Xuan Chao has seen the Divine Son...... Xuan Chao saluted Zhan Wuming extremely respectfully, in the entire Gonghua Heaven, only the Divine Son Zhan Wuming and Emperor Xuanji can enjoy such respect.

"Elder Xuanchao doesn't have to be polite, you go back to Gong Huatian first to appease everyone, and I'll leave it to me here!" Zhan Wuxuan's face calmed down a little, and he turned his head and said lightly.

"That old ghost is the Wanhua Emperor of the Ancient Heaven Realm, the uncle of the Shitian Emperor, he is very powerful, the Divine Son must be careful!" Xuan Chaoli looked at the Wanhua Emperor with some concern, he knew that Zhan Wusheng might not have heard of this person, but as an immortal who had lived for many eras, he was very aware of the horror of this Wanhua Emperor.

"Emperor Wanhua, the uncle of Emperor Shi Tian. Very good, the hand of the Ancient Heavenly Realm actually reached out to my Gong Huatian. Emperor Shi Tian was only afraid that he would wear filial piety this time, but he didn't know if he would wear filial piety for his uncle. A trace of cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the warrior.

He originally thought that the Great Emperor Wanhua might be a super powerhouse hidden in Nahe Hall, but he didn't expect that this old thing was actually a hidden powerhouse in the Ancient Heaven Realm, and he didn't expect that he was actually the uncle of Emperor Shitian, no wonder he was so powerful.

Xuan Chao didn't continue to stay after speaking, the battle in the starry sky was like this, I was afraid that Gong Huatian had already messed up, and he had come back without a life, the battle between this group of super powerhouses, could the guardian enchantment support such a powerful attack?

"Old ghost, let's die!" Zhan Wuming put Xuan Ji into the Heavenly Artifact, and strode towards the direction of the Wanhua Emperor, each step, forming a brand of avenues in the void, and with each step forward, a vast aura became more intense, as if the murderous aura between heaven and earth continued to climb as Zhan Wuming approached step by step, and in the end, there was a frenzy chasing behind Zhan Wusheng, and as Zhan Wuming's body quickly flooded every inch of the sky that Zhan Wuming walked through.

"You don't need Wanhua's predecessors to kill you at all......" Zhou Jianshan saw that Zhan Wusheng was so powerful, and did not flinch, but showed a high fighting spirit, the five people behind him seemed to have the same mind, and they had reached a cooperation at the moment when Zhou Jianshan made a move, and the six of them joined forces to form that huge phantom again.

"Since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, then brother will send you there first!" A trace of disdain flashed in Zhan Wusheng's eyes, during the combination of these six people, he felt the sharp rise of the opponent's aura, and there was a hidden situation of breaking through the demigod level, but even if it was a demigod, what about it. Which of the Seven Yao Immortal Emperors or Tai'a Immortal Emperors was not more powerful than ordinary demigod ranks.

The "Boom ......" battle did not accelerate, it was still the same pace, but when Zhou Jianshan attacked, he suddenly raised his hand, and the murderous aura behind him like a frenzy condensed into a huge fist, and slammed into the huge phantom condensed by Zhou Jianshan.

"Ah......h

The fist of the battle was like a boulder submerged in the water of the lake, rushing into the phantom, and suddenly formed a strange vortex on the phantom, and the huge phantom was quickly swallowed and pulled by the vortex at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a few breaths, it collapsed and turned into mist, and the six Tianzun who composed this phantom fell out like rag dolls that were blown apart.

Zhou Jianshan's heart was horrified and indescribable, what kind of cultivation was Zhan Wusheng, it was so powerful, he actually broke their alliance under one punch, and in that punch of Zhan Wuxian, he actually carried the power that he was very familiar with in his life, that is, the curse power that he broke the power of Xuanji's faith.

The power on the fist of battle is not the same as the power of the curse, it is more like a kind of resentment, endless resentment, this terrifying resentment does not know how many living beings' resentment has accumulated to form, or how many lives have been used to collect such a terrifying resentment, this is a kind of power that directly erodes the soul and splits the Dao heart.

Zhou Jianshan naturally didn't know how much terrifying death qi Zhan Wusheng absorbed when he was transformed by the Hun Tian Demon God, which was the resentment formed by the Hun Tian Demon God in the ancient times when he didn't know how many creatures he sacrificed, but in the end, that kind of resentment became the tonic of the Chaos God Tree, and at the same time, it also made Zhan Wusheng's attack naturally accompanied by this terrifying power.

"Are you very arrogant? Brother is telling you now, this is Gong Huatian, and it is Brother's territory!" A hint of teasing flashed in Zhan Wusheng's eyes, and then he took a step, and the void between him and Zhou Jianshan seemed to disappear in an instant, and he stepped in front of Zhou Jianshan in one step, and then slapped it out.

A trace of despair flashed in Zhou Jianshan's eyes, and he suddenly found that at the moment when he waved his hand, there was a terrifying force that seemed to lock him in an instant, and it was like a big hand in the dark, pressing his body there, unable to move at all. He could only watch the slap of Zhan Wusheng fall like a fly, and at this moment, he thought of Xuanhua's death.

At this moment, he seemed to be repeating Xuanhua's fate again, and his soul trembled when the big hand of Zhan Wufu slided.

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