A goshawk soaring through the sky sensed danger.

It didn't know that under the clouds was Shengjing City, the center of the world, where the peak duel of the strongest in the world was being staged, it just instinctively accelerated its flight speed and swept past this dangerous area, but it didn't know that the feathers as black as ink fell down from the world.

The fluttering feathers were leisurely in the blue sky, and after breaking away from the clouds, they were smeared by the sun, blown by the strong wind, and fell quickly, slowly and elegantly when Shao Donghua swallowed his last breath, they fell into his minced flesh, stained with some bright red blood, and also dyed with a trace of disgusting black.

Zhang Xiaodao stood up, and the barefoot monk came to his side among the footprints he had stepped out of, and looked at Shao Donghua.

Shao Donghua's blood vessels on his cheeks were purple because of the excessive use of the Great Wilderness Secret Technique, and his death was a little ugly, but his expression was a little serene, forming a strong contrast, giving people a sense of absurdity.

The barefoot monk had an indescribably complicated feeling about Shao Donghua's death, but he still looked at Zhang Xiaodao, and the doubts in his eyes were simple and clear.

What he is more concerned about now is why Zhang Xiaodao can stab Shao Donghua in the city at the moment when his footprints fall.

This is no longer the power that the world should have, so does it mean that the current world is no longer the same as the world he knows?

Zhang Xiaodao explained in the briefest words: "The current situation is that the Northern Shenmen and the Tang Dynasty are on the same line, and the Western Regions and the Great Wilderness led by the Southern Shenmen are standing opposite to us, and I control the time code, so I can do this." ”

The barefoot monk didn't ask Zhang Xiaodao why he had mastered the time rule, he locked his eyes on the ascetic, and sighed lightly: "There are successors in the Western Regions. ”

The ascetic bitterly coughed up the blood foam, and said softly: "It's really an honor to see the master make a move." ”

As he spoke, the ascetic propped up his body, a little shaky. But he raised his head with his chest straight, and he didn't look like he was going home, even if Shao Donghua died next to him, he still had the will to fight.

Beyond the collapsed footprints on the plain, the high priest in a white robe couldn't open his eyes a little because he didn't know if he had fallen asleep again, or if the situation in front of him was too shocking.

Shao Donghua's death announced the end of the battle.

After the barefoot monk recovered, he once again showed the strength of his number one murderer in the world, and his peak combat power was only the opposite of him and the ascetic Sheng Tang. It's no longer tenable.

Perhaps, in the next moment, they will be killed by the barefoot monk without any suspense.

Then, the army of the Western Regions and the Great Wilderness troops in the territory of the Tang Dynasty will be completely expelled.

At this time, as long as the Tang Dynasty is as stable as Mount Tai, the Great Wilderness will have to launch a war against the Western Regions within five years because of the glacial sea veins.

Immediately afterwards, there is no doubt that the Tang Dynasty will usher in the opportunity to dominate the world.

These thoughts were racing in the High Priest's mind, and in the end, he could only pin his hopes on the master of the Nanshen Gate, because his battle with his mother-in-law was not over. This pinnacle showdown is unlikely to come to an end.

He only hoped that the master of the Nanshen Sect could come earlier, at least he, the ascetic, and the Bright Sect could have fewer deaths.

It seems that the thoughts in his heart were known by the master of the Nanshen Gate, and when Li Yi and the others came to Zhang Xiaodao and his party, a touch of gray appeared at the end of the plain.

The gray is not eye-catching. But at this time, it attracted the attention of everyone on the plain.

The master of the Nanshen Gate took a relaxed and even pleasant step, appearing in front of the Western Regions camp and the Great Wilderness camp as if in a flash, standing in front of the people of the Tang Dynasty.

The master of the Nanshen Gate appeared beside the ascetic and said, "Not bad!"

Sheng Tang and his party looked at him with cold expressions. But no one took the lead.

On the north city wall, the mother-in-law and the immeasurable monk flew down the noisy city wall, leaving the sea where the Tang Dynasty thought they were victorious.

Asceticism heard what the master of the Nanshenmen said. I don't know if this is good because they are doing a good job as cannon fodder, or because of something else.

The master of the Nanshen Gate raised his eyes at this time and repeated: "Not bad." ”

Zhang Xiaodao knew that this sound was good to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the face of the master of the Nanshenmen Gate with faint traces of time, and did not speak, only killing intent.

He remembered the border that had been destroyed by time, and the swamp made by people.

Li Zizhi, barefoot monk, ruffian, Li Yi, Huang Zhenfeng, Xu Sande, senior brother, frost child, Fayi, and at the same time silent.

Standing on the plain, the Tang Dynasty lineup can be called the strongest in the world.

However, everyone did not take the lead, which showed that they all knew in their hearts that the gray-robed man in front of them was not human.

The barefoot monk showed a rare dignified look, remembering the traces in Shengjing City many years ago, and naturally remembering the arrangement between him and his husband in Shengjing City.

Li Zizhi glanced at the barefoot monk, and with the tacit understanding between the two, he naturally didn't need to say much, he could know the other party's mind.

The master of the Nanshen Gate waited for his mother-in-law to come to everyone, but he ignored his mother-in-law, but said softly: "I'm coming to Suoguo!"

Sogko?

What kind of courage this is, the master of the Nanshen Gate not only said that the wind is light, but also takes it for granted.

The mother-in-law didn't speak, didn't make a move, as if she was brewing a thunderous blow in the next moment, and the master of the Nanshenmen said: "If you steal my time code, you naturally have to return it, so the word should be very accurate." ”

The barefoot monk asked, "What is the effect of Shengjing City to you, and what is the use of you wanting this Shengtang?"

The Nanshenmen Sect Master raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I want to build a passage, and it takes forces outside of time and space to make it more stable. ”

Zhang Xiaodao's heart was cold, and only then did he understand that his ambition was not just as simple as 'going home'.

Except for Zhang Xiaodao, no one could understand the meaning of the words of the master of the Nanshen Gate.

The master of the Nanshen Gate looked at the stone monument towering into the clouds in Shengjing City, and the corners of his mouth continued to turn up, this smile showed his extreme confidence.

He opened his arms and said to Sheng Tang: "Come on, let me see Sheng Jing's power, let me see your strength!"

The mother-in-law pointed her crutches to the sky as he finished speaking.

There was a roar in the world, and countless black lines appeared in the sky in people's eyes, and the black lines presented a three-dimensional rectangle, including the mother-in-law, the master of the Nanshen Gate, and the sky above their heads, but they isolated everyone from this space.

The faces of the people in the Tang Dynasty changed drastically, and the ascetic and the high priest knew that they could not interfere. He simply stood aside.

The battle that was about to decide who was the master of the world was finally about to start, and Wuliang came to the barefoot monk and handed over a pestle.

The barefoot monk took it, but his heart was a little agitated!

He asked, "How can the fate of my Sheng Tang be controlled by others?"

No one answered, but they already answered.

The barefoot monk stepped into the independent space of heaven and earth outlined by the black line, and made a palm seal towards the master of the Nanshen Gate!

The correspondence of the master of the Nanshen Gate was extremely simple, and he blew a breath!

This breath invisibly blew away the bursting vitality in the palm of the barefoot monk, and at this time there was a sword!

The sword came from the sky above the independent space, pierced countless Zeng Chongyun, and turned into streamers!

The master of the Nanshen Gate raised his hand and gently fanned it, just like to repel mosquitoes. Li Zizhi's sword in the nine heavens was wiped out!

After the sword dispersed, a gust of wind suddenly rose, mixed with the peak cultivation of the ruffian in this life.

The eyes of the master of the Nanshenmen Gate froze, and the hurricane suddenly turned into a breeze.

Before the breeze was finished, a sharp sword light came in front of him.

He raised two fingers, and unexpectedly caught the knife light that was not substantial, and with a slight break, the knife light shattered!

Between the lightning and flint, the four peak masters above the Shengtang Divine Realm have all made a move. But it didn't hurt the master of the Nanshenmen Gate at all.

But he sensed that the space for independence was shrinking rapidly.

Shrinking means that the space constructed by the mother-in-law will be annihilated in this world, and the mother-in-law will die together as soon as she makes a move, which is really tragic to the extreme.

The master of the Nanshen Gate did not have a trace of fear, because the nearest spatial order between heaven and earth had long since ceased to be stable. Although ordinary people can't feel the changes in this world in Shengjing's First World War, he can, he can sense that his mother-in-law is weak enough!

She is weak enough, so there is no one in this world who can stop her from entering Shengjing. Melt that Spatial Monument!

He finally solemnly lifted the seemingly ordinary palms and gently pushed forward!

There were many people in front of him, and the mother-in-law's pale hair burst and fluttered. Li Zizhi's broad-bladed long sword broke in response, and the ruffian's body flew backwards like the wind, and Li Yi raised his head and a mouthful of blood sprayed out directly.

took the lead in slapping a palm, but suddenly fell silent The barefoot monk, at this time, raised his eyes, there was no fear in his eyes, the monstrous battle intent was like a flame erupting, and the great Shura was sacrificed!

The wave of qi launched in the hands of the master of the Nanshenmen Gate was blocked, and the barefoot monk suddenly disappeared in place, and when he appeared in the next moment, he was already in front of the master of the Nanshenmen!

At this time, the body of the barefoot monk stretched, and his knees had already come to the front door of the master of the Nanshen Gate. The fierce wind brought up by the powerful force was like a sharp sword, and the straw rope headband of the master of the Nanshen Gate turned into pieces.

At the same time, the bare monk's knees had come into contact with the hairs on his cheeks!

This scene appeared in people's pupils, and there was no time to react, there was no doubt that the knee of the barefoot monk would hit the master of the Nanshenmen Gate fiercely!

However, there will be no one in this world who is faster than the master of the Nanshen Gate, he raised his palm in one thousandth of a breath, and a roaring sound resounded in his ears!

This is not the end for the barefoot monk, the knee is blocked, he still has the arm, the arm is blocked, he still has the forehead, the barefoot monk with weapons all over his body burst out with unimaginable combat power at this moment.

The Nanshenmen Sect Master blocked hundreds of attacks from the barefoot monk in an instant, and no matter what position or angle, he could be faster than the barefoot monk.

However, he sensed the crisis, and he asked in disbelief, "You really arrived at the Heavenly and Human Realm?"

The barefoot monk didn't answer him, a trace of the 'aura' in his body that did not belong to this world was running wildly in his body, and the great Shura behind him was already blurred, he turned into a storm, and a majestic aura burst out between heaven and earth.

He actually began to beat the master of the Nanshen Gate!(To be continued......)