After listening to Zhuo Yiping's words, the martial saints under him were stunned for a moment. The leader asked: "Lord Wang, do you recognize him? He is a real person of the Yang God?" They are so afraid of the real person in the Ming Huang Yuan, the most important thing is that the strength of the other party is unknown, it may be a calamity, it may be a second calamity, or even a third tribulation, it seems mysterious and weird, once the other party's cultivation can really be confirmed, then either the soldiers will come to block it, the water will come to cover it, or they will flee for their lives directly, so there is no need to be so afraid.

Zhuo Yiping nodded: "More than three hundred years ago, before this king survived the first heavenly tribulation, he fought with him once in Wanrenling, and the result was evenly divided. The lake was created by the aftermath of our fight. "Because the big lake is rare in the middle of the high mountain of Wanrenling, and the scenery is beautiful, it is very famous.

What Zhuo Yiping didn't say was that at that time, both of them had pseudo-transcendent-level immortal arts, and they were barely tied, but more than three hundred years have passed, and the other party has survived a catastrophe at most, the same as himself, but he also refined the Tiannan dragon vein into the fist intent, and he can partially borrow the power of the Tiannan earth, plus the number of days and luck to suppress the other party, there is no reason to fail at all.

So Zhuo Yiping is full of confidence and wants to meet the old acquaintances who came to the door for a while. As for not having a whim, because the other party will definitely deceive the heavens, Zhuo Yiping doesn't care too much.

After Zhuo Yiping's affirmation, those martial saints all breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to themselves: "It turns out that it is the enemy that the prince once fought against, and it is not a mysterious Yang God real person who has just emerged, so it is good, so it is good, everyone knows the roots, and it is good." Since he and the prince are both a tribulation of the Yang God True Person, with the strength of the prince and the battle on the land of Tiannan, even if he can't be killed, it can still be easily done to retreat. ”

So they all spoke in unison: "That subordinate wishes the prince a victory."

Zhuo Yiping bowed slightly, and walked outside the main hall with his sleeves swinged.

Because of the bright yellow curtain, those martial arts monks could only see a vague, sittingly plain blue Dao robed figure, but even so, every time they glanced at the figure in the bright yellow demon chariot, they would have a chilling sense of fear, and they became cringe, not daring to look directly.

Moreover, many of the martial arts monks who followed the Ming Huang Agarwood Rim were unusually quiet, waiting in silence, brewing in silence As for whether it is brewing joy and confidence, or despair and collapse, it can only be known after Zhennan Wang Zhuo Yiping makes a move.

In the silence, the bright yellow agarwood chariot flew towards the Zhennan Palace, leisurely, as if on a wild outing.

Wei Peining, Gu Canghai, Ji Ming, Lu Dayuan and others couldn't help but feel joy and excitement in their hearts when they saw Shi Xuan easily kill the two immortals under his sword.

In particular, a few disciples who had never seen the strength of a real person had a feeling of disbelief, and they were majestic on weekdays, and the two human immortals who made them and others afraid just by hearing the name would be killed so lightly, which made them full of confidence in the path of Daomen cultivation again, and became optimistic, and yearning for the Yuan Shen.

Shi Xuan sat in the palm of Minghuang Agarwood and played with a white almost transparent brilliance the size of a half-finger fingernail, the brilliance was composed of countless white filaments, each filament carried the meaning of killing coercion and superiority, which was the killing machine of the sky.

After killing Gao Hefeng and Ren Feizhou with a sword just now, Shi Xuan felt the slightest wisp of the Heavenly Killing Machine that fell from the sky and stabbed down on his own Qi Luck Jinyun and Yuan Shen flesh through the "Three Talents Destroying Sword" mental method that had been running, so he unfolded the secret method and collected them.

, still too little. Shi Xuan looked at this Heavenly Killing Machine, and outside the Minghuang Agarwood Pavilion, as several disciples became more and more confident in the Dao Gate Road, a trace of qi luck flew intermittently from all directions, gathering in the sky above the chariot, but these qi luck was like a tree without roots and water without a source, swaying, as if the wind blew and would dissipate again. ...,

"Zhuo Yiping is here. Gu Canghai looked at the hundreds of rays of light flying from the Zhennan Wangfu in the distance, and whispered to Shi Xuan.

Shi Xuan's Yuan Sense unfolded, and naturally he had already discovered that after the jaw head responded, the Ziying Sword was ready to attack.

At this time, the five disciples on the side no longer had the nervousness of their heartbeats and sweating palms when the two human immortals attacked just now, and felt that even if Shi Zhenren couldn't defeat Zhuo Yiping, a tribulation immortal, with the power of killing the two human immortals with a sword just now, a tie should still be possible.

"King Zhennan appeared. The martial arts monks who followed whispered.

Then they continued to be silent, concentrating and engrossed in looking at the sky between the Minghuang Demon and the Zhennan Palace, and their inner expectations became stronger and heavier.

After flying into the air, Zhuo Yiping appeared in the figure, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his face was like a knife and an axe, rigid and majestic, majestic as a mountain, calm as the ground, and behind him were many martial saints and grandmasters, neatly surrounding him.

Seeing that the people in the Ming Huang Chariot were still silent, but they just drove the chariot to move forward slowly, Zhuo Yiping smiled and arched his hand: "I haven't seen you for many years, and Daoyou has accepted the ......

The words fell, and Zhuo Yiping punched out.

With his punch, it seemed to turn into a towering mountain, heavy and simple, but compared to when he fought with Shi Xuan back then, a black, heavy, and vicissitudes of earth appeared under this high mountain, which was closely connected with the high mountain, making the high mountain stand more stable and taller.

At the foot of the peak, a huge, majestic black dragon vein appeared, which tumbled and boiled, roaring fiercely, like a real dragon, and was connected with the land of Tiannan, continuously absorbing the power of the earth.

Facing it, it is like facing the great power of heaven and earth, feeling that it is incomparably small, and it is difficult to rise up to resist, so you can only surrender and worship.

The disciples around Minghuang Agarwood, such as Ji Ming and Chang Ya, even if they were shrouded by Shi Xuan's Yuan Zhi and did not have the intention of surrendering, they were also panicked in their hearts, and their confidence was shaken again by the power of this punch, and the luck gathered in the sky above the chariot shook violently and was about to dissipate.

Only Gu Canghai and Wei Peining have seen the two fight once, so even if this suppression becomes larger, it can still remain normal.

And the many martial arts monks behind, on both sides, and below the Minghuang Agarwood Ring, although they were suppressed by this momentum, they involuntarily knelt down in the air and worshiped sincerely, but it was precisely because they witnessed the power of this punch and felt the great power of heaven and earth contained in this punch, and the self-confidence in their hearts was rising, and they felt that the demon Dao in the Minghuang Rim could not parry this punch at all.

"Win!"

"It's amazing!"

"It's unimaginable!"

"The power of heaven and earth that is completely invincible!"

"The power of the earth immortal is really unstoppable!"

"How can the fist intent be practiced to such a degree! It's unimaginable, it's unimaginable, it's really like heaven and earth!"

...... Many reactions rose in their hearts, and their confidence and momentum became stronger and stronger.

Just when the self-confidence of these martial arts monks rose to its peak in an instant, the Dao Ming purple sword light shot out from the agarwood chariot again, making two words involuntarily appear in the hearts of all the monks who saw this sword light: majestic, unstoppable, and there seemed to be a four-colored light flashing on it.

The sword light slashed at the black dragon vein, and it had no power to resist, it was slashed to pieces, struggling to recover with the help of the connection with the Tiannan land, and the purple sword light did not suffer any delay, and continued to pierce through the black peaks.

In just an instant, Zhuo Yiping's fist intent was completely pierced, and then the purple light flashed, and a small blood spot appeared on his forehead before he had time to react.

"Spider ...... In my ...... - why ......", Zhuo Yiping muttered to himself blankly, and then there were blood marks extending in all directions at the small blood spot, and then Zhuo Yiping's body collapsed and turned into blood droplets and minced meat. ...,

Suddenly, the confidence of all the martial arts monks fell straight down on the highest peak, shattering pieces like glass, their eyes were blank, their expressions were frightened, their faces were pale, and they no longer had a sense of superiority in the Taoist monks and confidence in the path of martial arts.

No matter how powerful your cultivation is, even if you survive the Heavenly Tribulation and become an Earth Immortal, just like heaven and earth, you are still not the enemy of the other party's sword.

Lead clouds rolled in the air, and there was a dull sound of dry thunder.

Shi Xuan saw that a heavenly punishment was coming, and hurriedly used a secret method to put away the Heavenly Killing Machine that had fallen sharply, about the size of a phalanx.

Lost in sight, and after a dull thunder, the lead cloud vanished.

Ji Ming, Lu Yao, Chang Yao and others, even including Gu Canghai and Wei Peining, were all wide-eyed, unbelievable, the top figure in the earth immortals, Zhuo Yiping, the king of Zhennan who was blessed with the destiny of heaven, actually didn't even block Shi Xuan's sword, which was completely out of their mind, and they thought that there would be a big battle.

"I'm afraid that Xiao Chuhe's appearance is just a tie. This thought appeared in their hearts, and their confidence suddenly soared, the authenticity of my Dao Sect is no worse than the sanctification of the flesh, and it is even victorious, and you can't belittle the Dao Sect because you can't cultivate it.

Traces of white luck gathered from all corners of the Yuanmang Great World, and the luck of the path of physical sanctification dissipated under the loss of their confidence and the loss of their momentum.

Minghuang Agarwood slowly flew towards the Zhennan Palace, and the martial arts monks behind, below, and on both sides did not continue to follow, and stood in place, an atmosphere of despair, panic, and decadence enveloped them.

The few martial saints in front of them saw the agarwood chariot flying over, because they had not yet recovered from the shock and sorrow, they subconsciously stepped forward and showed their martial appearance, wanting to stop them.

A four-colored sword light flew by, and several martial saints all turned into powder.

Many grandmasters in the back, seeing this scene in front of them, their hands trembled, and it seemed that many people wanted to fight hard, but in the end they still lowered their heads, retreated to both sides, and let the Minghuang Agarwood Rim fly slowly past them, their eyes were full of sadness and pain, and they watched the Minghuang Agarwood Rim disappear into the northern sky...... ）