Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Collision Between the Saints
Zhou Shangnian all converged within the Holy Grid and fled south at maximum speed, and the strong warning made him understand that there was a peak saint ready to attack him.
The water grid is in danger of being destroyed, but Zhou Sheng does not regret it, in order to kill these two people to commemorate the three unjust deaths, what if it is destroyed? In life, sometimes you need to be willful once, and bloody once.
The dripping Sage's personality broke through the void, and he escaped millions of kilometers with a single breath, which was already the maximum speed, even the Sage's mind was not so fast. According to this speed, it can circle this shijie in half an hour, which is the speed of the holy grid, and the liliang of the sage comes from this small grid.
The water grid flew at full speed, and the front was still white, and it couldn't fly to the edge. It was a quarter of an hour later, and it was supposed to be long overdue to see the South China Sea, but there was still land ahead. Zhou Sheng's heart gradually cooled, and the next moment, Shengge suddenly changed direction, crossed an arc, and drilled into the depths of the ground.
Shengge broke through the land, and the hard stones also turned into powder under Shengge's liliang, and soon came to the aquifer, through which he entered the depths of the underground magma. Shengge floats in the fiery magma, surrounded by many crystal diamonds, these are the minerals in the magma, and when the pressure of the earth's crust reaches a certain limit, it will cause a volcanic eruption, and these diamonds will also be ejected out and become the treasure of human shijie.
The Holy Gram is very inconspicuous in the diamond.
Time passed, and every second seemed like a year, so slowly......
After a few breaths, the purple-haired yellow-robed young man finally appeared in the magma, staring closely at the inconspicuous Shengge.
Zhou Sheng smiled bitterly and appeared from the Holy Grid. He looked at the young man in front of him.
The youth's eyebrows are slightly curved. The lips are a little thin. The long purple hair made him a little more seductive. The face is in his twenties, his face is delicate, and he does not have the resolute atmosphere of a knife and an axe. This is Emperor Qianming, the ruler of the Great Qian Empire, the only emperor who is supreme, and the most powerful person in this Shijie, there is no one......
Even the leader of the Junshan Society has to bow his head under his majesty!
Right. Force, wisdom, the existence of demons on the peaks of the three mountains!
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In the magma, a fateful duel, two natural rivals meet here. The same heavenly wealth, the same eternal excellence. It's a pity that Zhou Sheng has too little time, if he is given ten years, he is sure to surpass the opponent in front of him, but. Time is never subject to the will of each individual.
Zhou Sheng spread his hands and had an open-minded mind. Since he can't escape, he doesn't have to escape, and he really wants to know how powerful Emperor Ming is......
"Emperor Qianming, I didn't expect us to meet so soon, to be honest, I'm not ready to face you......"
The purple-haired youth waved his hand, and the magma around him retreated, and he carried his hands behind his back, and a sense of supremacy dominated the world.
"The King of Comets, worthy of being called the King of Comets, a fragment of a high-level plane, although only a little depleted, has such potential. According to your growth rate, that plane is even higher than the dragon plane, the thunder plane, and the flame plane, which can be compared to the immortal plane and the hell plane......"
"You're growing too fast, I can't let you grow anymore......"
Zhou Sheng's eyes flashed with a strange color, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, and he sneered: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid that I will continue to grow?"
"Don't play with these careful thoughts, the Radical Method, it is just an insult to us, the Sage's mind is infinitely calculating, and he can deduce the trajectory of the future, and the low-level mind of human beings is no longer suitable for us. We are beyond the race, and we are already another level of life!"
Zhou Sheng nodded, noncommittal, the sage is indeed not a human being, in order to determine this matter, Zhou Sheng has eaten a few mouthfuls of human flesh, this is not what he used to refine for the enemy's essence blood, this is to taste human flesh slowly.
Human flesh tasted good, like mutton, nothing disgusting, just a bunch of carbohydrates in his eyes.
The mind of the saint is infinite, and there will be no such feeling as disgusting as ......
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Emperor Ming's eyes shot out two purple lights, and he looked Zhou Sheng up and down, wanting to see him through.
After that, he said, "What kind of reincarnation are you?"
"What do you mean?"
Zhou Sheng asked.
"I'm from the Imperial Plane, or I'm just a broken True Spirit. The Emperor Plane was depleted, shattered, and transformed into a starry sky, and a little bit of my broken true spirit was attached to a bit of Plane Fragment, and after thousands of years, this bit of Plane Fragment turned into a planet, that is, the Ziwei Emperor Star. My true spirit has been conceived, and only then has it become a human being, and once it is cultivated, it has unparalleled potential, this is the terrifying potential of our dimensional beings, and it is not comparable to these inferior beings on the starry sky celestial body......"
Zhou Sheng realized that this Ming Emperor was the reincarnation of the great power, that is, the legendary reincarnation, the person who could awaken Su Hui in the reincarnation.
Zhou Sheng thought for a moment, he also felt that he was also a reincarnation, otherwise it would be impossible for him to cultivate smoothly and not encounter a bottleneck at all, which was not in line with common sense.
"I haven't awakened yet, these things are not clear for the time being, but if I am really a reincarnation, then the previous life should be Si Kang, the super saint, I got his inheritance, that is, the black broken sword, unfortunately, I haven't opened it yet, I'm afraid that he will leave behind and take me away, and when the time comes, my consciousness in this life will be annihilated, who to cry to......"
Zhou Sheng had long sensed that there was a inheritance within the black sword, but he was cautious, and he also faintly felt a trace of danger in his heart, so he didn't touch it.
He will not touch things that are beyond his control, especially such a life-threatening event.
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"The comet swarm is coming, and even if you die, the trajectory will not change again, so I will not let you exist any longer......"
Zhou Sheng smiled, and Zuihou asked, "Can you not kill me?" Didn't the First Sage make an armistice agreement with you?"
"No, as for the agreement, it's a blank sheet of paper......"
If you don't speculate for more than half a sentence, since there is no possibility of not doing it, what else do you say?
The power of heaven and earth that the water grid can control in the flames has declined, so Zhou Sheng did not use any means, but just controlled the impact of the holy grid, and wanted to use the indestructible holy grid to break out of a way out.
Emperor Ming didn't use the means to deal with the hard Holy Grid, and the only one that could destroy it was the harder Holy Grid, so his eyebrows flashed, and he rushed out of the purple Emperor Holy Grid and crashed into the Water Grid!
Emperor Ming's Holy Grid collects the Emperor's Qi to refine, and ordinary Sages break through to the peak Sage, and the Holy Grid will be reorganized and harder. Destroying the Holy Grid with the Holy Grid, this is how the Peak Saint kills ordinary Saints.
Bump!
One is aqua blue and the other is dark purple, turning into two rainbows and colliding together.
In the next moment, an invisible shock wave scattered, the surrounding magma was annihilated, the soil of the earth was disappearing, and the mountains and lakes on the ground were collapsing.
The sound of the eggshell shattering, the texture of the water grid was much worse after all, it shattered like glass, the epidermis fell off the crystals, and the mercury-like water flowed out of the crack of the holy grid, dousing the magma......
Zhou Sheng held the shattered water grid in both hands, and his heart was endlessly sad, the holy grid was shattered, and it was constantly disintegrating and falling apart, and many of the structures inside had turned into a mess......
Gently putting the saint in his heart to warm up, he stared at the purple saint in front of him, the purple-haired youth, and his face was calmer.
"My grid is broken, I won't be a danger to you, okay? I'll leave, I won't fight against you again......"
Zhou Sheng admitted defeat, the Holy Grid was broken, the origin of the Holy One was destroyed, and he no longer had the capital to fight.
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Emperor Ming's face was calm, there was no joy, no sorrow, it seemed that everything in front of him could not affect his mood.
"Just because your saint is shattered doesn't mean you'll fall......"
Emperor Ming was wiped out, and there was no such thing as compassion for the Sage.
"You...... It's ......"
Zhou Sheng softened his suit, and he didn't kill the soldiers on the battlefield.
Zhou Sheng became more and more calm, but the undercurrent under this calm made Emperor Ming feel a hint of danger, and he no longer left his hand, and his mind swept away, wanting to kill Zhou Sheng's original will and let him die cleanly.
Zhou Sheng took out Zuihou's hole card, the black broken sword, the super holy weapon, and the weapon used by the existence of the sage. Black droplets flowed from the fracture of the black sword, shimmering with colorful glow.
A sword slashed towards the purple Sage, although the black sword was no longer sharp, although it was broken, but it was hard enough to make the Sage shocked, and the material for forging it had not been analyzed by Zhou Sheng so far.
As soon as the black sword came out, a thin black glow cut it, and the dark purple Shengge actually made a squeaky sound, as if it was about to shatter.
Emperor Ming's face changed slightly, and the nine saints on the crown emitted nine-colored light, gathering into a nine-colored pillar of light for ten thousand meters, blasting towards the black sword.
"Boom~~"
The black sword shook incessantly, something inside seemed to feel the danger, and the figure of a young man in white emerged from the black sword.
This figure is transparent, which is a mark. He stretched out a finger and gently pointed forward, both the pillar of light and the space were annihilated, and a liliang that surpassed the sage was germinating, and the power of the sage retreated under this liliang, vulnerable to a blow.
He gently pointed at Emperor Ming's eyebrows, and Emperor Ming's eyes shrank slightly, and he punched out.
"Fist of the Son of Heaven"
A punch was punched, and it was vast and mighty, but it penetrated the white-clothed figure and fell behind. This figure seems to be nothing, and it seems to be substance, you can't hit him at all, it's like the Buddha said, I don't see you, you are nothing. When I open my eyes, shijie is real, and when I close my eyes, there is no shijie.
This kind of idealism involves cause and effect, reincarnation, origin, nothingness, truth and falsehood, and the sage can only understand a small part, far from being truly thorough.
The white fingers continued to point, and Emperor Ming's eyes also showed a trace of panic, and in Zhou Sheng's excited gaze, when the fingers were only three centimeters away from Emperor Ming's eyebrows, he lost Liliang and his figure disappeared......
"Damn it!"
Zhou Sheng scolded, taking advantage of Emperor Ming's panic, he directly exploded his mind, and then with the power of impact, he sent the black sword and the broken Shengge to the bottom of the South China Sea. (To be continued......)