Chapter 599: The Great War Broke Out, One Thought, Heavenless Explosion [One Update]
The Chong'en Holy Emperor smiled and said, "Since the future is immeasurable, why don't you two know how to spare your body, and you want to mess around with them and do this trick of shaking the tree?" ”
"You can know that there are some things that can be challenged, and some things that cannot be touched."
The Holy Emperor of Chong'en stood in the void, and his tone was high, as if he was judging everyone.
True.
Whether it is the Great Qin Emperor or the Demon God Wutian.
They can all be called the world's top existences!
But so what?
In the eyes of the Chong'en Holy Emperor, he had only one opponent, and that was the other saints.
As for the powerhouses of the world?
It's no longer a one-level existence.
"Can't you touch it?"
Ying Zheng, who was shrouded in corpse energy, couldn't help but hook a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"They don't know how terrible a saint is."
"It seems that the success of the sermon has brought you some ridiculous conceit in addition to strength."
With the rise of demonic energy, the shattered body of Wutian slowly condensed back.
Yingzheng is too domineering, even in the face of the supreme saint, he still maintains the posture of a king, looking down on everything.
The six-eared macaque was full of excitement and shouted mockery, rippling in front of its eyes, and the picture that emerged was exactly the situation on that battlefield.
In another narrow space, the Howling Dog looked at the scene in front of him, and the whole dog's head was stunned on the spot.
And at this time on the battlefield.
"This is the power of a saint, and all things are born and died in a single thought."
"Okay, within estimates." Wutian said calmly.
"Well...... ...... don't hesitate."
"In ancient history, the fall of saints is not unusual, and I think Your Excellency is nothing special." Wutian's black hair was scattered, the demonic energy around his body was spurting, and the space he was in was trembling slightly.
"It's ridiculous to still want to slaughter saints!"
After he muttered a few times, he suddenly raised his eyes, and at this moment, there was no smile in his eyes.
"I ...... Grass"
Some.
The Akajiri horse monkey, whose body flashed with black and white light, was also shocked by the scene of Wutian's sudden explosion, but it didn't mess up, but its face was more solemn.
It's a cold killing machine that ignores everything.
"Alas......" Chong'en Saint Emperor shook his head with a smile: "It seems that you still don't understand what the title of saint means. ”
Bang!
The lawless body suddenly exploded.
The Chong'en Saint Emperor was not surprised, and said with a little joke: "How do you feel?" ”
There was no warning, it was just that the murderous eyes of the Chong'en Holy Emperor fell on Wutian's body, and the strange power instantly tore Wutian apart.
"Really?"
The corners of Chong'en Saint Emperor's mouth hooked up a hint of playfulness: "What about this?" ”
He popped out a finger, and his finger rose in the wind, instantly turning into thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun, and blocking the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars.
Then press down with one finger.
Cover the four directly.
The terrible pressure shattered the space layer by layer, but it did not fall, and Wutian, who was the most fragile of the four people, burst into flesh and blood again, cracking inch by inch!
Lin Heng's eyes were slightly cold, and he was about to make a move, but he heard Ying Zheng say: "Let's look at the body that the widow has cultivated over the years, there is a bit of strength. ”
When the words landed, he rushed into the sky, and the breath of more than a hundred saints, like a walking Jiao, galloped and flickered in his body.
He exuded the light of Ugin all over his body, and a sense of heaviness was like ancient history being flipped through.
"Roar!!"
In the deafening roar of the dragon, Ying Zheng shook his arms to the sky, pointed at the saint, and resisted in mid-air.
Such a physique, such a might.
Lin Heng and Yang Jian, who made their bodies unique, couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
Especially Lin Heng.
In the past sixty years, relying on the luck of the heavenly court, he has not blocked the finger of this saint.
Therefore, he knows even more what kind of amazing power this finger contains!
Although in this world, the strength of the Chong'en Holy Emperor has been reduced, but in the absence of luck, Ying Zheng took it over, which is really surprising!
"Don't fight other means, just talk about hard power, Yingzheng, who has the breath of a hundred saints, should be the strongest of the four." The Akajiri horse monkey, who was in a different space, sighed secretly, his eyes solemn.
"It's just a random finger, the saint's real killing move falls, and everything will be destroyed!" The six-eared macaque was still mocking, and he was not half optimistic about the four people.
And at that time, the battlefield was there.
Seeing that Ying Zheng stopped his finger alone, the Chong'en Holy Emperor was also slightly surprised, but that's all.
He looked blankly at the earth.
In a flash, the earth exploded into stars.
Thousands of miles of earth crumbled, and countless rocks rose into the sky, piling up on each other in the chaotic storm, forming an unusually huge star.
The stars shook the world, and with the breath of destroying everything, they crashed towards Yingzheng.
"Flag come!"
Yang Jian suddenly shouted, put away the three-pointed two-edged knife, and between the divine light with one hand, there was a Xuanhuang banner that manifested out of thin air.
The power of the holy soldiers filled the world in an instant.
"Whew!"
Yang Jian, like the king of the world, waved the banner violently in the starry sky, and the terrifying power erupted from it, forming a huge resistance, and actually blocked the earth-exploding star.
"Yellow Flag."
The Chong'en Holy Emperor recognized the origin of the big flag, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc: "The Yuan Shi Tianzun, this defensive treasure, turned out to be really handed over to you." ”
"I heard that Sanqing, I originally intended to let you shoulder Taoism."
"Then I somehow changed my mind."
"Yang Jian, it's sad."
The Chong'en Saint Emperor laughed sarcastically, raised his hand and waved, "Ice." ”
The sage followed his words, and a sentence of ice froze the entire world for thousands of miles in an instant.
Yang Jian, who was waving the banner in the starry sky, was like falling into the boundless ice field, and was directly frozen in place by the white frost flower.
"Master!"
The Howling Sky Dog, who was spying on the battlefield in a different space, was instantly anxious when he saw this scene, and instinctively rushed into the battlefield.
However, before it could react, the battlefield where the physical body had been destroyed twice was stirring up the wind and clouds and turning into a monstrous demonic mist.
The demonic mist eroded all things, penetrating everywhere, and in a matter of moments, it would eat away at the frost power that had frozen Yang Jian.
Yang Jian got out of trouble and immediately shook the banner towards the Holy Emperor of Chong'en.
The banner spewed out Xuanhuang mother's gas, shaking the ages, carrying the general trend of heaven and earth towards the Holy Emperor of Chong'en.
The Chong'en Holy Emperor didn't care, and said lightly: "A defensive treasure, don't do this attack." ”
With a wave of his hand, all kinds of strange phantoms fell from the sky.
Those are the beings from ancient history, demons, demons, gods, ghosts.
They were transformed by the laws left behind in life, and appeared in the sage's thoughts, like thousands of troops galloping, or like arrows falling from the sky, directly drowning the battlefield.
The Xuanhuang mother qi spewed out by the Wuji apricot yellow flag collided with these strange phantoms.
A large area of phantom was annihilated, and Xuanhuang's maternal qi also quickly dissipated.
The two sides canceled each other out, and it seemed that they were fighting each other, but Yang Jian's face was gradually pale.
(End of chapter)