Zhao Sheng's heart was at ease, and he was no longer as jealous as he was before when he looked at the Emperor of Houtu. The characteristics of phase shift are very obvious, coupled with the great event that Zhao Sheng did two hundred years ago.

If the Emperor of Houtu said that he couldn't guess his identity, it would be really strange!

"I don't know how to lift! Apostate and rebels, God will punish them! As long as you capture your Yuan Baby, the secrets on your body will naturally be exposed. Seeing that the other party was stubborn, the Emperor of Houtu immediately became angry and said indifferently.

As he spoke, the light man raised his hand with one hand, and his palm was bright and bright, and a huge stone axe with a length of a few feet appeared out of thin air.

The stone axe shape is clumsy and rough, full of primitive and wild atmosphere, the whole body is dark, the axe surface is full of chisel marks, and bloodstains, but the axe blade emerges a layer of cold clear light, shining with sharp coldness, as if it can crack open everything.

Zhao Sheng's face changed, this stone axe was full of spirituality, faintly emitting faint law fluctuations, it was also a rare ancient treasure, and its power was also on the Sanyang Fire Banner.

The Emperor of the Thick Earth held a big axe in his hand and slammed towards Zhao Sheng's seemingly random snort. Buzz! The swarthy axe flashed, turning into a hundred-zhang long black match, and where it passed, the void was easily cut open like a paper lake, revealing an unusually long black crack.

With this slash, the Emperor of the Thick Earth didn't seem to use much strength, but the power was so great that Zhao Sheng's instinctive heart was shocked!

But the movement in his hand was not slow at all, with a shake of his hand, the flame flag came out of his hand, and turned into a hundred zhang of the wind as soon as it rose, and one after another dazzling light flames burst out, turning into a round of red sun, and took the initiative to meet the black competition.

Boom, boom! The red sun split in half, and then collapsed into a large flame of light.

And the black pi practice was only three points, and the speed was a little slower, and it cracked straight above Zhao Sheng's head. Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's heart sank, and his mind raced.

It was just a simple hand-to-hand, but it was already obvious that even if the Great Monk was holding the Ancient Treasure, it would be difficult to resist the casual blow of the Transformation God.

And this is still under the premise that the Emperor of Houtu did not launch a primordial god attack. Compared to mana, the gap between the True Monarch and the Yuan Infant Divine Mind is so big that it is desperate.

In addition, judging from the ancient treasure of the stone axe that the Emperor of Houtu took out at will, there must be a killer weapon in the other party's hand that has not been brought here.

“…… This place is not far from the army, it is not suitable to fight for a long time, and when the strength is confirmed, you need to withdraw immediately! A thought flashed, Zhao Sheng threw the fire flag in his hand to the top of his head, and at the same time, a divine thought flashed into the flag.

In an instant, the Three Yang Flame Banner bloomed with dazzling light, and then the banner rolled, and three huge mana vortices appeared out of thin air.

"Boom, boom!" A large area of dazzling divine light burst out from the mana vortex, and then the red, purple, and black three rounds of the sun rolled out from the center of the vortex.

As soon as these three rounds of the sun were born, they instantly exuded an extremely terrifying scorching high temperature, and the three suns were stacked into a ring, and the poor extreme light and heat suddenly almost burned through the void.

The black tempering was overwhelmed by the heat of the poor light in an instant, and it disappeared in an instant. Seeing this, the Emperor of the Thick Earth seemed to be shocked.

In the next second, only his body moved, and he suddenly came to Zhao Sheng, as fast as teleportation. The Primordial Thick Earth Emperor smiled coldly and waved his hand towards Zhao Sheng.

Thundered! A dazzling blood light bloomed from the stone axe, from small to large, and instantly bright, radiating ten thousand blood qi wolf smoke, straight into the sky.

A large area of blood light intertwined and intertwined, turning into a huge blood-colored giant axe, emitting a terrifying and ferocious aura, causing the surrounding heaven and earth aura to roll and surge.

The blood-colored giant axe cracked down, and before the light blade arrived, he saw the bone mountain under Zhao Sheng's body, and suddenly Kaka cracked, and it was cracked in half from the middle in an instant.

The rolling Xuanhuang earth qi surged out from the mountain, turning into a thousand-zhang giant palm, and holding it upwards towards the ant.

One up and down, attacking from both sides, the momentum was terrifying, and seeing Zhao Sheng facing suspicion. At this moment, his body couldn't move, because several wisps of earth qi rushed out of the ground long ago, entangled his legs, and continuously impacted the dantian qi sea like a living creature.

If it weren't for Zhao Sheng's continuous laying of multiple layers of mana barriers, he temporarily blocked the erosion of earth qi. Then the moment he saw the Emperor of the Thick Earth, he would have become a puppet of the Thick Earth.

Zhao Sheng's body instantly erupted with a dazzling flame of light. He held the flagpole in both hands, his face solemn, and all kinds of spells suddenly shrank into a moment.

Dense ancient runes appeared on the surface of the Sanyang Flame Flag, and all three rounds of the Great Sun suddenly exploded.

A large area of dazzling light and heat swept in all directions in an instant, covering the void and the prying eyes from above.

The scorching light and hot cloud actually blocked the falling momentum of the bloodlight giant axe that cracked, and it was not possible to advance an inch for the time being.

At the same moment, Zhao Sheng's expression was extremely solemn, his face was as solemn as a mountain, and he suddenly raised his right hand and gently swiped it across the root of his thigh.

Poof! Blood gushed out, and a pair of thighs fell suddenly. At the same time, Qian Yanding shot out from the dantian, and released a black and a gold true fire.

The Black Flame of the Dead Soul collided with the Golden Crow True Flame, and in an instant, a large area of annihilated gray light appeared out of thin air, just colliding with the Earth Qi Giant Palm.

In the next moment, most of the earth qi giant roared away, leaving only the remaining small half of the palm, which collapsed into a large mass of earth qi, and then was annihilated by the chaotic gray light.

"Humph!" The Emperor of the Thick Earth snorted coldly, and the body of the light man flickered sharply. Just looking at the light and heat clouds below, with a wave of one hand, the entire arm actually fell down, and in a flash it sank into the body of the primordial stone axe.

The primordial stone axe immediately rose with rolling blood light, and the power of the blood light giant axe skyrocketed, and it suddenly cracked through the light and heat cloud blocking the way, and continued to rumble and crack, its power was several times greater than before.

Thundered! The Three Yang Flame Banner flew out of his hand, dragging three sun illusions and the bloodlight giant axe collided violently, bursting out with a loud rumbling and thunderous sound.

For a while, the two ancient treasures were unable to hold each other. Zhao Sheng took a deep breath, the bleeding at the root of his thigh had already stopped, and instead of several granular wounds, it grew and intertwined rapidly.

At this moment, his mind was concentrated to the extreme, and nearly a hundred consciousnesses were distracted and worked together in an orderly manner.

Zhao Sheng's hands were all in the right way, and he saw one after another heaven and earth spiritual fire flying out of the Thousand Flame Ding, and successively transformed into swords, dragon elephants, nebulae, mountains, thunder and other illusions, all of which erupted with majestic coercion, surrounding the master's body.

Half of the spirit images conjured by the various spiritual fires were separated to suppress the surging Xuanhuang Earth Qi, and the other half rushed up to help the Sanyang Fire Banner fight against the primordial axe.

Seeing this scene, the Emperor of Houtu was surprised, he didn't expect that the junior of the Yuan Ying would have such an amazing means, not only could he resist stubbornly so far, but even showed the momentum of counterattack.

"Hmph, how dare the little ant offend the gods! Sin is forgiven, death comes! As this rebuke resounded through the heavens and the earth, the emperor's other arm suddenly fell down, instantly turning into a brilliant divine sword that saw the gods and killed the gods, and the light flashed, shooting into Zhao Shengmei's heart and soul sea at an incredible speed.

Bang bang bang! In the sky above the Sea of Souls, a series of three Guardian Divine Runes were broken by the Divine Sword, but the Divine Sword only darkened for three points, and continued to crack towards the Yuan Infant Law Body.

At the critical moment, I saw that the seven-inch-tall Yuanying Dharma Body suddenly turned slightly, and in an instant, more than ten identical Yuanying spirit images were differentiated, each of which was vivid, and the fluctuations of divine thoughts and the breath of consciousness were also as good as a person.

Boom Boom! After the Yuan Shen Sword smashed the five Dharma Body clones in a row, it finally exhausted the last trace of Yuan Shen power and suddenly turned into nothing.

At this time, Zhao Sheng's face was slightly pale, but he didn't seem to be affected at all, and he still drove the magic weapon and spiritual fire to resist the emperor's attacks in an orderly manner.

However, except for himself, no one could know that the Yuan Shen Sword had actually slashed the Five Realms of Consciousness Distraction.

Emperor Houtu was finally truly shocked when he saw that Zhao Sheng was safe and sound. So with a thought, the primordial axe flew back abruptly, levitating in front of the light man, and the whole body emitted a rich blood light.

Zhao Sheng's face relaxed, and his whole body retreated a few hundred feet away, and then he stopped.

"No wonder you dare to steal into the base camp alone, there are really some means. It seems that you definitely have a lot of secrets, and the gods are becoming more and more interested in you. The Emperor of the Thick Earth smiled coldly and said that as soon as the words fell, the primordial axe suddenly spewed out a blood-colored pillar of light, soaring into the sky, and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, there was a loud thunderclap! A fierce wind rose between the clouds in the sky, cracking a huge hole, and a torrent of blood-colored light poured down.

In an instant, half of the sky was reflected in a bloody color. Seeing this kind of heavenly mutation, Zhao Sheng's heart was terrified, and he grabbed the Sanyang Fire Flag without thinking about it.

At the same moment, a group of heaven and earth spiritual fires returned to the forest like tired birds, and flew back to the Thousand Flame Ding. The moment the torrent of blood light spread, Zhao Sheng's eyes dimmed, and five consciousness distractions were broken by a sword.

However, Qian Yanding flashed into the dantian qi sea, and Zhao Sheng disappeared from the spot in an instant. In the next moment, a torrent of blood and light roared past, but unfortunately it was empty.

"Over there!" At this moment, Emperor Thick Earth raised his head and looked to the west, and someone's breath suddenly appeared three hundred miles away, but the primordial spirit had not had time to move over.

Someone suddenly disappeared again, this time the relocation site was 1,200 miles away from the base camp, far beyond the limit of the Yuan Shen Zhenjun's divine thoughts.

The Emperor of the Thick Earth lost his sense of Zhao Sheng, and couldn't help but snort coldly, and the Yuan Shen clone dissipated out of thin air.

It didn't take long for the Flying Temples and Floating Fortresses in the base camp to activate all the detection circles, along with all raising their defensive shields.

Immediately afterward, teams of patrols flew out of the base camp and began to patrol and search back and forth for hundreds of miles around the perimeter, not sparing a trace of anomalies.

The level of security is more than ten times tighter than before. However, for the next seven or eight days, everything was calm.

Many patrol teams have been patrolling the perimeter diligently, and they have only done their best. With just their little tricks, how could they find a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

Zhao Sheng did not leave, these days he has been haunted near the base camp, secretly spying on the movements of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

During this period, occasionally a few powerful auras that shocked him suddenly rose from the depths of the Golden Temple, and then the power of the majestic Yuan Shen quickly swept hundreds of miles around, and several times he was startled and fled.

Although Zhao Sheng has been exposed, the three Transformation God True Monarchs sitting here can't do anything about him, because this little thief is too fast.

Two more days passed, and the half-month deadline had expired. On this day, Liu Wen, a green-robed disciple, had a happy face, and walked quickly to the upper deck along the cabin passage, and after three days of suffocation, it was finally his turn to go up to the deck to breathe the air.

Liu Wen was followed by four or five Dao disciples of the same rank, and several of them were all on duty in the same team. When a few people turned through the passage and came to the front of the steel ladder, Liu Wen suddenly saw a faint light in the dark corner flashing away.

Well? He looked at it again, but this time he didn't notice anything unusual. At this moment, the junior brother next to him suddenly rubbed his nose and sneezed.

Pander to... Sneeze!

"Huh? Senior Brother Wu, what's wrong with you? One of them asked with concern.

"It's okay! There should be villains scolding Lao Tzu. As he spoke, Senior Brother Wu looked at Liu Wen at the front.

Liu Wen noticed his movements out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't have a seizure. It's just that I haven't competed with myself in the past few years, but I'm jealous to this day.

The wailing of a defeated dog, pay attention to what he does! But... After he said it, for some reason, Liu Wen also felt an itch in his nose, and he always had the urge to sneeze.

But Liu Wenqiang endured it, pretended to be like something was going on, and went up the ladder. At this moment, he had long forgotten what had just happened.

This little episode passed in a flash. However, at this time, Liu Wen didn't know that similar scenes occurred almost simultaneously on multiple flying temples and floating fortresses.

In many remote and dark corners, one by one the sealing crystal beads turned into powder at the same time. For a moment, the Devil Fungus Bird, which was ten times smaller than the aura particles, turned into a large mass of plague, mixed into the air, and quietly spread.

In contrast to the situation on the dark star, the concentration of bacteria in the air this time was unusually thin, thus greatly delaying the onset of crystallization.

No one in the base camp was aware of the danger that was coming, and that the devil of death was already secretly attacking. Six hundred miles away, Zhao Sheng carried his right hand on his back, standing on the top of the Bone Mountain, looking at the starry glow in the sky with deep eyes, as if looking forward to something.

About half an hour later, on the edge of one of the decks of the floating fortress, Liu Wen suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and then coughed violently involuntarily.

Poof! Large clumps of thick phlegm spit onto the smooth deck, spreading out into a piece, and the viscous green sputum faintly glittered with crystals.

Liu Wen's eyes froze suddenly, his body suddenly froze in place, and a bad premonition was inexplicably born in his heart.

"Wow, this... What is it? At this moment, an exclamation immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the deck.

Liu Wen looked up and saw Senior Brother Wu, who was more than a dozen steps away, pointing at a puddle of thick phlegm on the ground with a frightened expression, and his fingers trembled violently, as if he had seen something extremely frightening.