What does it feel like when the whole world starts to turn against you?

Fear, anger, despair?

Zhang Tu felt powerless, the emperor's scorching sun true intent locked this space, and the scorching true qi was dense everywhere, but the Heavenly Demon Gong did not react.

There is no True Qi Essence Yuan that is not within the predatory range of the Heavenly Demon Skill, but the Yang Pole True Intent that infects all the heaven and earth in this side and the trace of True Yuan that is free is something that Zhang Tu can't suck no matter what.

And the heat is being stacked layer by layer, slowly accumulating towards a situation that Zhang Tu can't bear.

Zhang Tu wanted to leave, leave the furnace of heaven and earth, and earn a trace of freedom.

However, the majestic true qi that opened up with the divine will was like a spider's web, firmly sealing him.

There is Lu Xun's accumulation of more than 400 years, and there are also the miraculous feats of the scorching sun that Yufu country has won the world.

Zhang Tu walked in the world with his heavenly demon skills, and when he saw that he was unhappy, he grabbed the wine directly, that is, if a master like Liu Sickfu fell into Pingyang, he would become blood food in his mouth.

It's just that there are too few masters in the world, and there are few characters like Lu Xun who can't be found.

In desperation, Zhang Tu stretched out his hand to the package behind him.

This thing is the same as the "Wanhua Cardinal" in the palace, all of which are from the hands of Guiru Yiren, and its physical nature and law cannot be speculated by common sense, and it is extremely powerful, but it is also as difficult to control as the Wanhua Cardinal in the palace.

is a violent character like Zhang Tu, and he will not use such a thing unless he has to.

Lao He, who was standing on the wall, saw Zhang Tu touch his hand to the package behind him, and his heart jumped.

The emperor used the means against Zhang Tu in the middle, and he, a person whose realm was slightly inferior to the grandmaster, couldn't understand it, and he couldn't understand the fear in the hearts of the two people around him.

However, the fear and envy that rose in Lu Yuxi's heart at this moment were really unimaginable to Lao He.

As the master of Wudang Sect and the leader of the Xuanmen Sect in the world, how can Lu Yinxi not see that this method in front of him is the proud hand of Dao Sheng Wuming.

If it weren't for the emperor's own actions, he would have thought that the Dao Saint himself was here.

In this way, I mean that the martial arts realm of heaven is the pursuit of the Xuanmen lineage, Lu Yinxi has studied art in Wudang since he was a child, and he has been practicing so far, but he still can't get a glimpse of the mysteries of this realm, but today's emperor easily showed it, and Lu Yinxi was shocked and envious.

There are really geniuses in this world.

Zhang Tu roared wildly, a stream of red blood rose from his face, a red glow surged in his eyes, and the height of the whole person rose more than two feet tall.

Using a secret method to forcibly urge the body, Zhang Tu wrapped his back in front of his chest with both hands, and the five fingers of his right hand were as sharp as knives to tear all the white cloth, revealing the true colors of the fierce soldiers below.

A strange blade with a whole body of silver, about six feet long, with a slender stick, and then there is a fist-sized head carving ornament at each end of the entire stick, each head is carved with evil shapes, and the face is born with six demonic green eyes, and the face is covered with scales and armor, and you can know at a glance that it is not a human being.

At the moment when the white bun was removed, a cold wind blew through the garden of the inner government in the east of the river, and the temperature of the air was much lower.

And the divine will that shrouded Zhang Tu's body and the true qi that was one with heaven and earth began to change the moment the stick appeared.

As soon as this thing appeared, I didn't know how Zhang Tu manipulated it, and it was born in the emperor's divine will and true qi arranged like a spider's web to create a hole.

The originally dense divine will true qi lost control for some reason, and completely disappeared in an instant.

Li Xu lowered his head and looked at his fingers, always feeling a trace of unreality.

"How's your daddy's stick?"

The emperor looked at Zhang Tu, who was holding a long stick and shouting, and his heart was infinitely curious.

This stick is actually much more interesting than Zhang Tu's Heavenly Demon Skill, because the absolute "nothingness" that this stick reflects in the emperor's spiritual consciousness is exactly the same as the "Cardinal Wanhua" hidden in the Wuying Hall in the palace.

It's just that if the two are compared, Cardinal Wanhua is much more gentle than this stick.

Li Xu suddenly thought that maybe the cardinal Wanhua in the palace was just created to help people understand the martial arts law of "the coexistence of virtual and real", and this stick was an out-and-out killing weapon.

Zhang Tu was like a mad demon, although he had the Heavenly Demon Skill in his body and collected all the True Yuan, but the evil wand in his hand called "Wan Yuan" was ten times above him, and the moment the white cloth was torn apart, the blood and qi of his True Yuan couldn't stop flowing into the Ten Thousand Abyss, filling in the abyss that could never be filled.

So he had to be quick and defeat the Emperor as soon as possible before Wan Yuan sucked him dry.

But that's easier said than done.

Zhang Tu rushed forward desperately, waving Wan Yuan with both hands, rolling up layers of stick shadows, and the entire garden suddenly became a vacuum that collected all the true yuan. The flowers that were still blooming in winter that had been carefully cared for in the Fuzhong before were also quickly withered and withered, and it seemed that all vitality was taken away by this ten thousand yuans.

The emperor turned around with a light skill and turned directly backwards. With Li Xu's cultivation today, there are not many people in the world who can catch up with him, and Zhang Tu is not one of them.

"Han Rui, take the horse lance. ”

The "Wan Yuan" in the air who collected all the true yuan really needed to be cautious, and Li Xu, who had always been used to fighting the enemy empty-handed, did not hold it up, and roared and asked Han Rui to take a long soldier.

There is a way that is an inch long and an inch strong, and in the face of such a divine weapon that can turn all true qi and divine will into nothingness, it is safer to use long soldiers.

With an order, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and Han Rui snatched a well-made horse lance from the hands of the dark cloud iron guard beside him and threw it out with his hand.

The emperor caught it in mid-air, and in an instant, he turned back to advance, and the spear turned into a jet-black lightning bolt, pointing directly at Zhang Tu's chest.

The oolong-like spear stretched out into the shadow of the stick, Li Xu only felt a sinking in his hand, Zhang Tu seemed to be crazy, but there was a faint smell between the moves, and there was a kind of flexible suction in the shadow of the stick, and the horse lance was firmly sucked as soon as he stretched it in, and the emperor's hands went in and out, which seemed to be inserted, but he actually wanted to pull out the horse lance.

The situation is reversed, Lao He's heart is overjoyed, it is worthy of being an artifact given by the Lord, if Zhang Tuken is willing to work hard, dragging the whole person to seize the opportunity with the danger of being sucked out, maybe he can really make a difference.

However, at this time, it is a change of elbows and armpits.

Standing on the wall, "Wu Zhiqi" laughed a few times and slowly took off the mask on his face.

"Fuck your mother's dog emperor, Lao Tzu told you that we are in reverse of Lianyunzhai, what about these subordinates of my eldest brother Du Zhibei?"

Beneath the monkey's face was a bald man, who took a step forward, his hands carrying layers of electricity, and he swept into the battlefield like a wild dragon.

Lu Yinxi's heart jumped, where did this fool come from, wouldn't it end up in chaos at this time?

The old crane was even more stunned.

Who the are you? The Mobei master I recruited has white hair like snow, you bald dead man, which way?

Fortunately, Du Zhubei's name is bright enough, and Lao He also instantly thought of this identity.

Lianyunzhai is too public.

How did he get here?

The bald man rushed into the battle circle, and the thunder and lightning dragon between his hands instantly swallowed half of "Wan Yuan", but this one still shouted loudly.

"Come on, come on, introduce a good friend to you, the head of Wudang Lu is coming to help." ”

A generation of Xuanmen Yushi Lu drank Xideng, and when he was on the chest, he pressed a mouthful of blood and almost didn't spurt out.

Your mother is also, what the hell are you doing stirring up Dao Ye in.

Fortunately, the head of Wudang also had a quick wit, and the whole person stepped on the top of the wall and flew backwards.

Lu Yinxi, who was wearing a deer's head, let out a long roar: "Yes, Lao Tzu is Lu Yinxi." ”

Before Lao He could react, he saw the head of Wudang rushing into the night, and the sound of firearms firing outside instantly resounded in the sky.

In the firelight, a pair of big sleeves of the head of Wudang filled with the true qi of the hot sun, brought a little red light, and swept away the lead shots one by one. Lao He saw that his method of doing the gong turned out to be one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, the wood-burning knife method.

Fuck you're all got a good job.

Lao He felt bitter in his heart, but he saw Taigong Chong wandering in the battle circle with great interest.