Yellow Turban Lux!

What a yellow turban wrestler!

I saw that the yellow turban wrestler was three feet tall and the size of a two-story building, and ordinary people looked half a cut shorter.

I saw that the yellow turban wrestler took one step and increased his body by one zhang, and after seven steps, the whole person had turned into the size of seven zhang, and his body was like a skyscraper, looking down at the people under his feet, shoulder to shoulder with the mountains.

"If you violate my Taiping Dao Pure Land, you should be punished!"

The giant pulled out his hands, only to see the mountains trembling, the dragon veins hissing, and a big mountain was grabbed by it in his hand, and suddenly smashed down towards the heroes in the field.

Collapse and devastation!

The mountains are shaken!

Fortunately, before starting to excavate the ruins, everyone had already driven away the birds and beasts in the mountain, otherwise they were afraid that something bad would happen, and I don't know how many sentient beings would be killed or injured.

Zhang Bairen flew back, empty, and looked at the Yellow Turban Lux with a pair of eyes, his eyes were full of solemnity.

"I'm coming!" Yuwen Chengdu came out of nowhere, holding a horse lance in his hand, volleyed into the air, and stabbed the giant in the throat.

"Bang!"

The yellow turban wrestler stepped on it, and Yuwen Chengdu was like a fly, submerged into the depths of the earth, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Wait for the damn!" The Yellow Turban Lux danced the mountain, and the dragon veins within a radius of dozens of miles were hit by the seedlings, and they kept shaking on the ground, constantly roaring and screaming.

"Demon Circle!"

There was a real person from the Yang God who made a move, and I didn't know that it was the ancestor, a golden circle headed towards the neck of the Yellow Turban Lux.

The circle gathered and was invisible, and even though the giant kept shaking his head and dodging, he was still caught in the neck by the circle.

"Close!"

There was a scolding in the dark, only to see the circle shrink, the yellow turban wrestler was in pain, and his body began to get smaller.

Liuzhang!

Five!

Four battles!

Sanzhang!

Two feet!

One foot!

The giant's face contorted and struggled, but he had to shrink in size.

"Evil obstacles, don't return quickly!" a scolding voice came from the void.

Zhang Bairen followed the sound, but he couldn't see it really, and could only see a shadow in a blur.

"The ancestors of the Taiping Dao dynasties are on top, and the disciples of the younger generations are incompetent, causing people to disturb the relics of the ancestors, and they really deserve death!"

In the void, a primordial spirit fluttered, and he actually stood on top of the giant's head, and then the magic trick in his hand changed, and a rune submerged into the body of the Yellow Turban Force.

"Ah~drink~"

The Yellow Turban Lux raised his head and roared suddenly, shaking the mountains and rivers in an instant, and the martial artist who had cultivated to a slightly weaker level had already bled from his seven orifices, and his face was hideous.

I saw that the figure of the Yellow Turban Lux was constantly rising, and the demon circle was also being stretched out.

One foot!

Two feet!

Sanzhang!

......

Ten zhang!

Twenty zhang!

When it rose to twenty zhang, the demon circle finally reached its limit, turning into a streamer and being taken back by the Yang God Zhenren.

I saw the giant slap out with a palm, and the void continued to compress, and it was exploded.

"Bang!"

The real body of the Yang God exploded, and the Yang God ran out of his body, his eyes were full of panic: "This is impossible, you are a puppet, how can you see through where my real body is!"

The body is destroyed, and there are only two ends. The first is reincarnation, and the second is the reincarnation.

Whether it is a real Yang God or an ordinary Yang God real person, it is applicable everywhere.

The physical body is destroyed, and there is only one way to reincarnate and take away.

The Yang God real person didn't say much, because he was careless, thinking that this wrestler couldn't find his true body, and he never thought that he would be ruined.

A Yang God True Person fell like this, and Zhang Bairen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is important to know that reincarnation is close to the end of the day and reincarnation in such a halfway fall are two different things, two results.

This Yang God real person was smashed into pieces, and many wonderful things have not yet had time to be included in the Yang God, whether they can resist the mystery in the womb is still two words.

Unless his disciples go down the mountain to ignite, it will be really troublesome.

This scene immediately sounded the alarm for Zhang Bairen, it turned out that the real person of the Yang God was not really immortal, and once he was cut off in the flesh, he would also fall into reincarnation.

What is the difference between falling into reincarnation and dying again?

"It's a pity!" The two ancestors beside Zhang Bairen wanted to rescue, but they didn't have time.

"It's a pity!" Zhang Bairen also sighed.

If you don't die, you won't die, this Yang God is too careless and has lost his vigilance, otherwise why would he die like this!

"Everyone, after beheading that Taiping Dao disciple and losing the control of Taiping Dao, the power of this Yellow Turban Lux will be weakened by at least eighty percent, let's use our own means!"

A primordial god ancestor spoke, his body was scattered, and he was about to fall on the head of the Yellow Turban Warrior, killing the remnants of the Taiping Dao.

The Taiping Dao disciple smiled coldly: "It's a pity!"

I saw that the yellow turban wrestler's body twisted, and he turned into three heads and six arms, and slapped it again with one palm.

"Bang!"

The void was disillusioned, and this primordial god real person had to escape for his life when he saw the opportunity, otherwise he was afraid that he would follow in the footsteps of the Yang God Ancestor.

"Shoot, kill this remnant of the Taiping Dao!"

Someone else struck, and the killing machine in his hand flowed, and a jade pendant was thrown, transforming a large array and enveloping the giant.

"Bang!"

The giant stomped his feet, and in an instant, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the jade pendant was dim and flew out upside down.

"The giant is too fierce, it is already difficult to maintain undefeated, if you want to suppress and subdue it, I don't know what kind of divine power is needed!" Zhang Heng sighed lightly, his eyes were full of helplessness: "Don't worry about this yellow turban wrestler, we rushed into the treasure and seized the treasure in the cave, why bother with this giant." ”

Zhang Bairen nodded, a pair of eyes scanned the void, and nodded quietly: "This is a great good!"

As he spoke, he saw Zhang Bairen's figure spread out, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the entrance of the cave.

"Don't want to break into my Taiping Road ruins!"

When the Taiping Dao disciple on the giant saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, and the yellow turban wrestler under him suddenly slapped towards the entrance of the cave with a negative palm.

"You're crazy!" Seeing this scene, Zhang Bairen's face suddenly changed, if he really made this palm fall, he was afraid that the entire cave would collapse.

In order to prevent everyone from entering the Taiping Cave, the Taiping Dao disciples did not hesitate to collapse the cave and completely bury the Taiping Dao ruins.

Originally, Zhang Bairen was the first to arrive at the entrance of the Dongtian Ruins, which made everyone's minds move, and they all drilled towards the entrance of the Dongtian. Just fled halfway, looking at the palm that covered the sky and the sun, each heart was cold, and he hurriedly escaped.

It was that Zhang Heng and Emperor Xudu, who couldn't help but stop at this time, for fear of being slapped to death by the Yellow Turban Lux.

"The ruins of my Taiping Dao can only be entered by Taiping Dao disciples, and the rest of them trespass into the treasure land, and there is only one way to die!" The Taiping Dao disciple's face was hideous, and the seal in his hand was constantly changing.

Looking at the palm that covered the sky and the sun, Zhang Bairen shook his head gently, and the whole person with his hands behind his back seemed to be as crystal as jade, scattering a divine light, and rushed straight to the bullfight.

With his right hand, he gently pulled out the hosta on his head, and then recited the trick in his heart, and gently stroked in the void!

Space fluctuations, the end of the world is close at hand.

Zhang Bairen seemed to be standing on the other side of time and space, and everyone was getting more and more blurred from the entrance of the cave until they could not be seen.

A vast and infinite galaxy intercepted everyone in the field.

A stroke of incarnation!

A hosta, with a slight stroke, actually derived an immeasurable galaxy!

The Yellow Turban Lux slapped his palm into the galaxy, and he couldn't ripple at all.

The Taiping Dao disciple who was driving the Yellow Turban Warrior suddenly changed his complexion: "Dog thief, what a powerful magic spell!"

As he spoke, he drove the Yellow Turban Lux into the galaxy.

All the Yang God True Beings changed color at this time, and immediately rushed in without saying a word.

That Zhang Heng scolded: "This bastard, there is still such a means to intercept us outside." ”

One by one, the Yang Gods and the Yuan Gods are constantly shuttling in the void, wanting to cross the galaxy and enter the Taiping Dao ruins.

The galactic storm blew, and all the monks of the primordial god realm screamed one after another, and then fled from the shroud range of the galactic river in a hurry.

The galactic storm is composed of infinite star rays in the vast universe and the power of various strange magnetic fields, and is born to be the nemesis of monks.

The galactic storm is rolling, even if the Yang God real person wants to get through, it will be a lot of hardship.

Fortunately, whether it is Zhang Heng or the Emperor of Xudu, they are not ordinary Yang God real people, but supreme powerhouses who have crossed the fairyland.

The galactic storm is terrifying, but it may not be moving.

Emperor Xudu crossed the void with his physical body alone, and Zhang Heng possessed the Emperor Xudu and crossed the other side with the help of the body of Emperor Xudu.

The Yellow Turban Lux took the lead, and at this time, he actually turned into a thousand feet in the galaxy, crossing a star step by step, and constantly trekking in the vast starry sky.

"With such a creator's means, did you say that Zhang Bairen's kid has set foot on the immortal road?" Zhang Heng was idle and bored, looking at the vast and infinite galaxy, which was no different from the real galaxy in the starry sky.

"Embark on the path of immortals, I think this kid is not just stepping on the path of immortals, but is already about to become an immortal! Such a means of the creator, even if the immortals return, may not be able to do it!" Emperor Xudu sighed helplessly.

One of them is the son of the ancestor, and the other is an unidentified king, although immortals are rare, but they are not unseen.

Just like when Lao Tzu sent a letter to Guguan in the west, Emperor Xudu once saw it with his own eyes.

But it seems that Lao Tzu doesn't have such a means to shape the galaxy!

Zhang Heng's Laozi Zhang Daoling is even more oblivious to time and space, in line with the avenue of heaven and earth, and has witnessed the existence of immortals across time and space, all of which are hidden in Zhang Heng's bloodline.

"It seems that even immortals don't have such divine power, right!?" Zhang Heng muttered to himself.

"Immortals can take the stars and pick the moon, but if it is said that shaping the galaxy and changing the world, this is the means of the creator, unless Zhang Bairen obtains the inheritance of that one!" Emperor Xudu's eyes were full of solemnity.

"You mean?" Zhang Heng's eyes were full of disbelief.

"You recall that hosta, is it the thing on the head of the one back then, but the hosta never leaves his body!" Emperor Xudu said with a solemn face.

"Whew~" Zhang Heng instantly became short of breath: "Nuwa God?" or the Queen Mother of Yaochi?"

The only ones who can create things are the great god Nuwa and the Queen Mother of Yaochi, who has mastered the elixir of immortality, if Zhang Bairen obtains the inheritance of these two, it will be really hot.

ps: Tears and more .......