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Chapter 599: The war broke out, and with just one thought, Wutian exploded [st update]

Holy Emperor Chong'en smiled and said: "Since you two have a bright future, why don't you two know how to cherish your lives and want to fool around with them and do such a thing that shakes the tree like a worm?"

"You know that some things can be challenged, and some things cannot be touched."

Holy Emperor Chong'en stood in the void, his tone was high and high, as if he was judging everyone.

True.

Whether it is the Emperor of Qin or the Demon God Wutian.

They are all considered to be the top existences in the world!
But so what?
In the eyes of Saint Emperor Chong'en, he had only one opponent, and that was other saints.

As for the strong men in the world?
It no longer exists on the same level.

"Can't you even touch it?"

Ying Zheng, who was covered in corpse aura, couldn't help but smile.

"They have no idea how scary the saint is."

"It seems that the success of your enlightenment brings you, in addition to strength, some ridiculous arrogance."

As the demonic energy rose, Wutian's shattered body slowly condensed back together.

Ying Zheng is so domineering. Even when facing the supreme saint, he still maintains the posture of a king and looks down on everything.

The six-eared macaque had an excited face and taunted loudly. The picture that rippled in front of its eyes was exactly what happened on that battlefield.

In another narrow space, the Roaring Sky Dog looked at the scene in front of him, and the whole dog's head was stunned on the spot.

And in the battlefield at this time.

"This is the power of a saint to make all things come and go in a single thought."

"It's okay, within the estimate." Wutian said calmly.

"It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter..."

"In ancient history, the death of saints is not a rare thing. I think you are nothing special." Wutian's black hair was disheveled, and the demonic energy around his body was gushing out, and the space he was in was trembling slightly.

"It's ridiculous to actually want to kill a saint!"

After murmuring a few times, he suddenly raised his eyes. At this moment, there was no smile in his eyes.

"My grass..."

some.

The red-armed monkey, whose body was flashing black and white light, was also shocked by the sudden explosion of Wutian, but it did not lose its position, but its expression became more solemn.

It is a cold and murderous intention that ignores everything.

"Alas..." Holy Emperor Chong'en smiled and shook his head: "It seems that you still don't understand what the title of saint actually means."

boom!
Wutian's body suddenly exploded.

Holy Emperor Chong'en was not surprised, and said with a bit of joking: "How does it feel?"

There was no sign, just the murderous eyes of Holy Emperor Chong'en fell on Wutian, and the strange power instantly tore Wutian into pieces.

"Is it?"

The corner of Saint Emperor Chong'en's mouth evoked a trace of amusement: "What about this?"

He flicked out his finger, and the finger rose up to meet the wind, instantly turning into thousands of miles, covering the sky and blocking out the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars.

Then press down with one finger.

Cover those four people directly.

The terrible pressure caused the space to shatter layer by layer, but before it fell, Wutian, who had the most fragile body among the four, once again spattered flesh and blood and cracked open inch by inch!

Lin Heng's eyes were slightly cold, and he was about to take action when he heard Ying Zheng say: "Let's see how strong the physical body that I have cultivated over the years is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he soared into the sky, and the breaths of more than a hundred saints galloped and flickered in his body like dragons.

His whole body exuded the light of black gold, and he felt as if he was reading ancient history.

"Roar!!"

Amidst the deafening roar of the dragon, Ying Zheng raised his arms to the sky and pinned the saint in mid-air. Such a body, such a mighty force.

Lin Heng and Yang Jian, whose physical bodies were unique, could not help but narrow their eyes.

Especially Lin Heng.

In the past sixty years, relying on his luck in heaven, he had been able to block the saint's finger.

So he knew more clearly what kind of shocking power this finger contained!
Although the strength of Holy Emperor Chong'en has been reduced in this world, it is really surprising that Ying Zheng took over without luck!

"Regardless of other means, in terms of hard power alone, Ying Zheng, who has the breath of a hundred saints, should be the strongest among the four." The red-armed horse monkey, who was in a different space, sighed secretly, his eyes solemn.

"It's just a random finger. Once the saint's real killing move falls, everything will be destroyed!" The six-eared macaque was still mocking, not optimistic about the four people.

And the battlefield at that time.

Seeing that Ying Zheng alone stopped one of his fingers, Holy Emperor Chong'en was also slightly surprised, but that was all.

His face was expressionless and he looked towards the ground.

In one thought, the earth exploded and the stars exploded.

Thousands of miles of earth shattered, and countless rocks rose into the sky. They piled up on each other in the chaotic storm, forming an unusually huge star.

The stars shook the world, and with the aura of destroying everything, they crashed towards Ying Zheng.

"Come on the flag!"

Yang Jian suddenly shouted loudly, put away the three-pointed two-edged sword, held the divine light in one hand, and a black and yellow flag appeared out of thin air.

The power of the holy soldiers instantly filled the world.

"call!"

Yang Jian, like the unparalleled human king, waved his flag fiercely in the starry sky, and terrible power spurted out from it, forming a huge resistance and actually blocking the earth-exploding sky star.

"Wuji Xinghuang Flag."

Saint Emperor Chong'en recognized the origin of the flag, and the corner of his mouth curved: "It turned out that Yuanshi Tianzun, this defensive treasure, was really handed over to you."

"I heard that Sanqing originally intended to let you shoulder the responsibility of Taoism."

"Then I don't know why I changed my mind."

"Yang Jian, how sad."

Holy Emperor Chong'en laughed sarcastically, raised his hand and waved: "Ice."

The saint followed his words, and with one word of ice, the whole world was frozen for thousands of miles in an instant.

Yang Jian, who was waving the flag fiercely in the starry sky, seemed to be falling into the boundless ice field, and was directly frozen in place by the white frost flowers.

"Owner!"

The Roaring Sky Dog, who was spying on the battlefield in a different space, was immediately panicked when he saw this scene, and instinctively rushed into the battlefield.

However, without waiting for it to react, Wutian, whose body had been tortured twice on the battlefield, stirred up the wind and clouds and turned into a huge demonic mist.

The magic mist corrodes everything, penetrating into everything, and in just a moment, it eats up all the ice power that froze Yang Jian.

Yang Jian got out of trouble and immediately waved the flag towards Holy Emperor Chong'en.

The flag spurted out black and yellow mother energy, shaking the world forever, and carried the general trend of heaven and earth towards Holy Emperor Chong'en.

Holy Emperor Chong'en didn't care and said calmly: "It's a defensive treasure, so don't do this offensive thing."

He waved his hand casually, and all kinds of strange shadows fell from the sky.

Those are the existences in ancient history, demons, demons, gods and ghosts.

They transformed from the rules left behind during his lifetime, and appeared in a single thought of the saint, like thousands of troops galloping, and like arrows falling from the sky, directly heading towards the battlefield and drowning.

Wuji Xinghuang Banner's black and yellow maternal energy burst out, colliding with these strange shadows.

The large phantom was annihilated, and the Xuanhuang Mother Qi quickly dissipated.

The two sides offset each other and seemed to be on equal footing, but Yang Jian's face had gradually turned pale.

(End of this chapter)