Suddenly, above the sky, I saw countless thunder and lightning entanglement and rage, roaring endlessly, the huge Vermilion Bird spread its wings and roared under the thunder, and the divine fire around the body was surging and agitating, burning the world red!

From a distance, it looks like a real ancient divine beast, Vermilion Bird, surviving the most terrifying thunder tribulation in the world!

The thunder and lightning that continued to roar down from the sky blocked the huge Suzaku that fluttered its wings in the sky outside the city of Tokyo, and it was impossible to take a step further!

But in the same way, the thunder and lightning that kept falling from the sky could not repel the Suzaku in front of them, let alone disperse them!

Below the black clouds and the thunder, Zhang Mingtian clenched the scepter in his right hand, his face was full of solemnity, his teeth were clenched, and he struggled to keep the thunder and lightning above his head constantly roaring and falling!

In the distance in front of him, Zhuang Mo's face was a little whiter than before, and he clenched the magic technique with both hands, and he was also trying his best to keep the Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow behind him from dispersing, and the divine fire would not be extinguished!

In the high sky, Zhuang Mo and Zhang Mingtian all used their strongest means. However, the constantly raging heavenly thunder and the surging Suzaku did not seem to have the upper hand, and they fell into an evenly matched stalemate!

After the stalemate between the two sides lasted for a while, Zhang Mingtian, who was holding the scepter, looked at the Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow in front of him, which could not be dispersed, and a fierce color surged in his eyes!

He kept the scepter raised in his right hand still, and his left hand pointed downward, and his body fell downward.

Zhang Mingtian in the air was not far from the large array of light curtains above Tokyo City, and when he fell, his feet quickly came into contact with the intertwined light curtains of the imperial city's great array!

After Zhang Mingtian's feet came into contact with the light curtain of the large array, his figure stopped falling, as if his feet were on the ground, standing on the light curtain!

Standing on top of the large array of light curtains, Zhang Mingtian's left hand held a strange magic trick. Then, on the originally calm array, endless light and aura quickly began to surge, surging towards Zhang Mingtian's body!

Absorbing the power of the Great Array, Zhang Mingtian stared at the huge Vermilion Bird in front of him, and pointed with his left hand towards the sky in front of him!

With his movements, a vast and incomparably large colorful divine light, surging with powerful saint-level power, roared out from in front of him, and went straight to the Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow in the sky!

Zhuang Mo, who was under the shadow of the Vermilion Bird, changed his complexion the moment he saw the colorful divine light burst on the Tokyo City Gate Tower. His hands scurried, and the Vermilion Bird Seal in front of him spun and flew out, facing the vast seven-colored divine light!

The colorful divine light that burst out from the sky above the city gate tower soon collided with the Suzaku Seal M, which had become larger and rotated.

Then, Zhuang Mo's complexion turned pale in an instant, and he let out a muffled snort, and the light of the Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow behind him became much weaker in an instant!

Since Emperor Chen Yu, the Song Emperor who presided over the formation, was still a grandmaster and had not entered the Holy Realm, the strength of the Imperial City Great Array was almost barely equivalent to the level of the Saint Middle Realm.

Barely enough to get the power of the Saint Middle Realm, if he faced Shang Zhuang Mo alone, he would not pose any threat to him at all.

But now it's different, now, he and Zhang Mingtian are evenly matched, and they can't hold each other. At this time, the power of the Imperial City Great Array bombarded him again, which was equivalent to Zhang Mingtian instantly having an extra helper from the Saint Middle Realm, and he was no longer able to distinguish the strength to deal with it.

However, he had to divide his strength to deal with it, so Zhuang Mo, who had to deal with the rolling thunder and the colorful divine light at the same time, fell into an absolute disadvantage in an instant!

Under the huge Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow, Zhuang Mo, who was dealing with the heavenly thunder and the colorful divine light at the same time, his face became more and more pale, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow behind him, the light became weaker and weaker, and he gradually began to tremble unsteadily!

In the sky above the city gate, Zhang Mingtian was full of slaughter, the divine scepter in his right hand and the magic trick in his left hand were tightly grasped, maintaining the two major powers of heavenly thunder and divine light, and constantly bombarded Zhuang Mo, who was becoming more and more unsupportable!

A moment later, Zhuang Mo, who was hit by two saint-level forces at the same time, could no longer support it, and with a muffled snort, a touch of blood slowly flowed out along the corners of his mouth!

At the same time, the huge Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow behind him, after a tremble, began to blur!

In the distance behind him, Yu Lingzi saw that the battle situation had taken a turn for the worse, and his senior brother couldn't help but look anxious when he saw that his life was in danger. However, the rolling heavenly thunder and the aura of the power of the seven-colored divine light in front of him were so terrifying that he was terrified when he saw it, and he didn't dare to step forward to touch its edge at all!

Under the bombardment of the two saint-level forces of Heavenly Thunder and Colorful Divine Light, Zhuang Mo soon couldn't support it, his face became extremely pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow behind him began to blur!

Yu Lingzi, who was a little far behind him, saw that his senior brother's life was in danger, and his face was in great distress. However, the rolling heavenly thunder and the aura of the power of the seven-colored divine light in front of him were so terrifying that he was terrified when he saw it, and he didn't dare to step forward to touch its edge at all!

In his anxiety, Yu Lingzi turned his eyes for help to the largest jade bowl on the ground, and in it, Wang Hongsleeve was sitting.

Almost at the same time as Yu Lingzi's gaze for help fell, Wang Hongsleeve in the jade bowl also looked up at the sky. But what he was looking at was not Yu Lingzi, but the rolling heavenly thunder and colorful divine light that were constantly sweeping in front of Zhuang Mo!

It was the terrifying heavenly thunder and divine light that forced Zhuang Mo into a dead realm, so that Yu Lingzi did not dare to touch his edge, but Wang Hongsleeve's face still had no expression, and it was still as calm and indifferent as before.

He stared at the apocalyptic sky above, his breath moved, raised his right hand, pointed to the sky, and clicked!

With Wang Hongzhen's movements, not far in front of Zhuang Mo, a huge ink Chinese character suddenly appeared!

That's a 'broken' word!

This ink kanji, with its scribbled strokes and sharp edges, is about the height of the walls of Tokyo Castle, and looks small compared to the thunder and lightning in the sky and the shadow of the Suzaku that is beginning to blur.

However, it was this ink Chinese character that seemed unusually small under the doomsday sky, and at the moment it appeared, all the aura, thunder and lightning, divine light, and true yuan under this sky suddenly stagnated!

It's as if time suddenly freezes for a moment!

Then, this sharp and sharp huge ink Chinese character suddenly shook, and the sharp and invincible powerful aura overflowed and shot out!

7_K Mo Chinese characters were shocked, and the void of the heaven and earth shrouded by the apocalyptic scene also trembled at the same time!

Then, the thunder and lightning and divine light that kept raging under the sky collapsed in an instant, overflowing and agitated, scattered invisible!

Zhang Mingtian, who had been struggling to maintain the heavenly thunder and the colorful divine light above the city gate tower, was shaking the heavenly thunder and divine light in the ink and Chinese characters at the same time, he also snorted, and staggered back a few steps on the big array, before he stabilized his body with a frightened face!

At the same time, the Great Array of the Imperial City trembled suddenly due to the impact of the power of ink and Chinese characters. Emperor Chen Yu, who was in the privy chamber of the array, trembled in a big array, his face suddenly turned white, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth!

In the sky outside Tokyo, after the thunder and lightning and divine light dissipated, the huge ink kanji 'broken' slowly dissipated and became invisible.

Zhuang Mo, who was behind him, looked at the heavenly thunder and divine light that had dispersed in front of him, breathed a sigh of relief, dispersed the Vermilion Bird Divine Shadow that had been extremely blurred behind him, and withdrew the Vermilion Bird Seal.

Taking back the seal, Zhuang Mo, who was pale, looked angrily at Zhang Mingtian in the distance ahead, and said with an ugly face: "Zhang Mingtian, you use the power of the big array to defeat me, what kind of hero, what a victory!" ”

Zhang Mingtian, who had just stabilized his body on the big array, was looking at the jade bowl on the ground with a shocked face at this time, and after hearing Zhuang Mo's words, Zhang Mingtian raised his eyes and looked at him, and snorted coldly: "Hero? Zhuang Mo, you bully the widows with the crowd and join forces to attack my Great Song Dynasty, are you heroes? !

The old man is the national teacher of the Great Song Dynasty, what I want to do is to swear to protect this capital, but I don't want to have a fair duel with you, why do I care if I win or not! ”

"You! ……”

Zhuang Mo, who was beaten and vomited blood, pointed at Zhang Mingtian angrily, but he couldn't refute it for a while.

"Well said, Zhang Mingtian, your duty is to protect this capital, and our duty is to help the food army break through this capital. So, you can use whatever means you can, and we're welcome! ”

Just when Zhuang Mo was choked, Wang Hongzhen in the jade bowl, with fluttering green clothes, came to the sky with his hands in his hands.

Zhuang Mo saw Wang Hongsleeve coming, and hurriedly bowed slightly and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you High Priest for saving me just now." ”

Wang Hongsleeve nodded lightly, waved his hand, and said, "You all go down and rest, I will break this city." ”

Yu Lingzi and Zhuang Mo, who had suffered defeats one after another, were full of anger and unwillingness in their hearts, and their faces were not good-looking, but they didn't dare to say anything in front of Wang Hongsleeve, and the two of them glanced at Zhang Mingtian in the distance with cold faces, and flew to the ground and fell.

Zhang Mingtian looked at Wang Hongsleeve, who came to the air in front of him, and his face became more solemn than ever.

Wang Hongzhen was originally a Song man, and when he was young, he wanted to take the imperial examination to become an official. However, he took the exam for ten consecutive years, but his name fell to Sun Shan, and he was very depressed.

After that, Wang Hongsleeve, who was disheartened, gave up his dream of becoming an official in the imperial examination. After a period of poverty and low spirits, Wang Hongzhen changed his ambition and decided to practice.

Fortunately for him, his physique was indeed capable of cultivating. So, Wang Hongzhen went to the four major gates at that time one after another, wanting to worship the monks and cultivators. Because he felt that since he wanted to practice, he had to go to the best sect, so that he could achieve great success on the way to cultivation.

But what made him extremely disappointed and frustrated was that no one in the Four Great Dao Sects wanted disciples like him who were too old and had poor talents, and without exception, they all drove out Wang Hongzhen, who was dying to apprentice.

Wang Hongchong, who was full of frustration and frustration, had no choice but to retreat to the next best thing and went to find some second- and third-rate cultivators, wanting to worship and practice.

But what made him desperate was that even the second- and third-rate monastic sects didn't want him.

He is nearly 30 years old, he has no wife and no children around him, and the little property he originally had in his family was also spent by him in the years when he took the imperial examination.

Wang Hongsleeve completely fell into despair, and even thought of suicide.

It was at this time that he met his master, an outcast of the Rune Sect.

With a master, Wang Hongzhen, who is nearly 30 years old, has finally embarked on the road of cultivation.

However, although he embarked on the path of cultivation, he did not deny Ji Tailai, and his cultivation was very unsmooth. After ten years of penance, he was still in the realm of Xiaocheng, and then another ten years before he finally stepped into the realm of Dacheng.

Then, his cultivation has been stuck in the Dacheng realm, and he has not made an inch of progress for twenty years!

During this period, his master died, and his master's family was also killed by the enemy, and he escaped by burning his life, and became a lonely person again.

At this time, Wang Hongzhen is already over the age of six, according to common sense, his life is like this, there will be no further progress in cultivation, and there will be no changes in life.

But a miracle happened in the year when he stepped into antiquity.

A miracle happened in the year when Wang Hongzhen stepped into the ancient rarity.

This year, Wang Hongzhen, who is already seventy years old, and his cultivation, which has been stagnant for more than 20 years, finally moved. Moreover, with this move, his cultivation began to progress rapidly at an incredible speed, and it only took less than a year for him to step from the Dacheng realm to the grandmaster realm!

After that, Wang Hongchong, who had been cultivating for many years and had not advanced an inch, seemed to have suddenly realized the Great Dao, and the cultivation realm soared all the way at a very astonishing speed, and then in another year, he easily broke through the grandmaster realm and became a transcendent great cultivator!