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Chapter 1390 Traitor, You Damn

"What is that..." Just when everyone was attracted by the conversation between Zhan Wuming and Emperor Wanhua, they suddenly discovered that a blood-colored fairy boat appeared in the distant starry sky. It wasn't fast, it was slow. To everyone's astonishment, a huge coffin of tens of feet was dragged behind the blood-colored fairy boat.

A blood-colored fairy boat, blood red like countless blood flowing continuously on the fairy boat, just looking at the blood-colored fairy boat, it seems that there is a bloody and fierce aura rushing towards the face.Although the blood-colored fairy boat was only moving slowly, it made people feel like an ancient beast was strolling leisurely in the void. It was a fairy boat with its own life.

More people's eyes fell on that weird coffin, and they couldn't tell what material it was made of, like gold or wood, and secret patterns floated on the coffin, like hundreds of millions of leeches squirming there, feeling a little disgusting , It makes people feel even colder, and can't help but have the so-called intensive phobia.

"What a weird coffin..." Emperor Wanhua's eyes flashed with astonishment. When he saw this coffin, he even forgot about Zhan Wuming's killing intent. His intuition told him that this coffin was definitely not ordinary. I'm afraid it contains a shocking secret.

What puzzled him the most was that although the coffin was big, it was nothing compared to the blood-colored fairy boat. Obviously, Zhan Wuming didn't put the coffin into the blood-colored fairy boat, but let the fairy boat just drag on like this With that huge coffin swaggering through the market.

"Xuanhua, you, damn it!" Before the Emperor Wanhua's eyes moved away from the huge coffin, he suddenly heard Zhan Wuming's cold snort, and he couldn't help turning his head to look, and found Zhan Wuming's He had already appeared not far from Xuanhua's side, and he slapped Xuanhua with his palm without any unnecessary movements, nor did he use any magic weapon of the emperor, that big hand was like a fly swatter suddenly slapping a mosquito, just like that. down.

"I'll fight with you..." Xuanhua was obviously intimidated by Zhan Wuming's aura. As the god son of Gong Huatian, Zhan Wuming possessed supreme authority, which was even stronger than Xuanji's. And nothing less than that, because Zhan Wuming is known for being invincible in decisive battles, the reason why they can achieve what they are today is not because of Xuan Ji, but because Zhan Wuming gave them a chance.

If it wasn't for Zhan Wuming who brought them to that mysterious place and allowed them to enter a certain secret realm, they would never have had the opportunity to become a powerhouse of the emperor rank. The reason why Xuanji was able to become a powerhouse of the demigod rank , also because Zhan Wuming can turn others into demigods, so how powerful is he himself?

Although it seems that Zhan Wuming is only at the cultivation level of the Immortal Emperor, but seeing how powerful this son of God is when he almost swept across half of the fairy world, Xuanhua did not hesitate at the moment when Zhan Wuming made a move. When he made a move, the weapon of Heavenly Venerable in his hand was an eyebrow-level stick, which was somewhat similar to the bone stick of the blue-eyed golden-eyed beast, but it was not as domineering as the bone stick of the blue-eyed golden-eyed beast.

"I don't know how to live or die..." Seeing Xuanhua dare to raise his brow stick and come at him, a cold sarcasm flashed in Zhan Wuming's eyes, and then the big hand didn't slow down in the slightest, it was still so relaxed It's not slow, but it seems that Xuanhua can't escape the bombardment of this big hand no matter how he evades.

Xuanhua Tianzun also understood that he couldn't escape the bombardment of this palm, so he had to fight hard, but when his eyebrow-level stick intersected with that big hand, he understood what was the relationship between him and Zhan Wuming. What a huge gap, he seemed to hear a long and miserable scream from the spirit of the eyebrow-level stick, the weapon of Tianzun in his hand, that sound was connected with his soul, as if it tore his soul instantly.

An intense brilliance erupted from the eyebrow stick in his hand. It was the light of despair that returned to the light. , A series of cracks quickly emerged amidst the sound of "Kaka", and finally, the Qimei stick, the weapon of Tianzun in his hand, turned into countless fragments and exploded into the void.

"Boom..." Xuanhua's eyes were full of unbelievable horror. His Celestial Weapon was shattered into pieces by Zhan Wuming's palm. The palm of his hand didn't stop after shattering his Heavenly Venerate Weapon, and landed directly on top of his head.

At the last moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his own skull breaking, and then without the slightest hesitation, he broke out of his body and wanted to escape, but found that the moment his soul hit, it was like falling into a ball of scorching lava. The high temperature instantly burned his spiritual consciousness into nothingness.

A flash of shock flashed in Emperor Wanhua's eyes. He didn't see clearly when Zhan Wuming beheaded the other two Heavenly Venerates to save Xuanji. Now everything seems to be in slow motion, and he can see it very clearly. Zhan Wuming He didn't use any imperial weapon, the weapon that crushed the Celestial Venerable and killed Xuanhua relied entirely on the strength of his physical body.A person can actually cultivate the strength of the physical body to this level. It is not impossible for Zhan Wuming to challenge the body with a body that is stronger than the imperial weapon.

Xuan Chao stared blankly at Xuan Hua's dim soul core, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart, Xuan Hua really deserved to die, but when he died, he felt a little helpless in his heart, after all, he came from the same source of blood.

"Xuan Chao has seen the Son of God..." Xuan Chao saluted Zhan Wuming very respectfully. In the entire Gonghua Heaven, only Shenzi Zhan Wuming and Emperor Xuanji could enjoy such respect.

"Elder Xuan Chao, you don't need to be too polite, you go back to Gonghuatian to appease everyone, and leave it to me!" Zhan Wuming calmed down a little, turned his head and said indifferently.

"That old ghost is the Emperor Wanhua of the Ancient Heaven Realm, the uncle of Emperor Shitian. He is very powerful. Son of God must be careful!" Xuan Chaoli looked at Emperor Wanhua worriedly, knowing that Zhan Wuming might not have heard of it. For this person, who has lived in the fairy world for many eras, he is very aware of the horror of this Wanhua Great Emperor.

"Emperor Wanhua, the uncle of Emperor Shi Tian. Very well, the hand of the ancient heavens has actually reached out to me, Gong Huatian. I am afraid that Emperor Shi Tian will wear sackcloth and mourning this time, but I don't know if he will do it for his uncle." Dai Xiao." A cold killing intent flashed in Zhan Wuming's eyes.

He originally thought that Emperor Wanhua might be Naihetang and the hidden superpower, but he didn't expect that this old thing was actually a hidden powerhouse from the ancient heaven world, let alone Shi Tiandi's uncle, no wonder he was so powerful.

After Xuan Chao finished speaking, he did not stay any longer. The battle in the starry sky is like this. I am afraid that Gong Huatian has already messed up, and Zhan Wuming has returned. Can the guardian barrier support the battle between this group of super powerhouses? Withstand such a powerful attack?There is really a need for someone to preside over the formation on the mainland, and he is obviously the most suitable candidate.

"Old ghost, die!" Zhan Wuming took Xuan Ji into the Heavenly Artifact, and strode towards the direction of Wanhua Great Emperor. Every step, marks of the Dao were formed in the void, and every step forward, a vast The aura of his breath became stronger, as if the murderous aura between the heaven and the earth kept rising as Zhan Wuming approached step by step. In the end, there was a frenzy chasing behind Zhan Wuming. Flood every inch of the sky that Zhan Wuming walks through.

"You don't need Senior Wanhua to kill you at all..." Seeing Zhan Wuming's power, Zhou Jianshan didn't back down, but showed a high fighting spirit. The five people behind him seemed to have the same heart, and the moment Zhou Jianshan shot A cooperation has been reached, and the six joined forces to form that huge phantom again.

"Since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, I will send you there first!" A trace of disdain flashed in Zhan Wuming's eyes. During the combination of the six people, he felt the sharp rise of the other party's aura, and he even had a hidden breakthrough in the demigod rank. situation, but so what if it is a demigod.Which one of Immortal Emperor Seven Luminaries and Immortal Emperor Tai'a is not stronger than ordinary demigods.

"Boom..." Zhan Wuming didn't speed up, and still kept his pace, but when Zhou Jianshan attacked, he suddenly raised his hand, and the murderous aura behind him like a frenzy condensed into a huge fist , bombarded heavily in the huge phantom formed by Zhou Jianshan.

"Ah..." Zhou Jianshan groaned suddenly, and in an instant, he felt as if an extremely cold killing intent directly invaded his mind, which had nothing to do with the rules and laws between heaven and earth, more like a dark Some kind of fate and extreme resentment between heaven and earth, Zhan Wuming's fist is exactly that kind of thing, the huge regular phantom they formed seems to be useful against Xuanji, but in the face of Zhan Wuming In front of the fist, it is like a sieve filled with water, with leaks everywhere.

Zhan Wuming's fist was like a boulder submerged in the lake, rushing into the phantom, and immediately formed a strange vortex on the phantom, and the huge phantom was quickly absorbed by the vortex at a speed visible to the naked eye. Swallowing and dragging, it took only a few breaths, and it collapsed and turned into mist. The six gods who made up this phantom fell out like a rag doll that was blown to pieces.

The horror in Zhou Jianshan's heart is indescribable. What kind of cultivation is Zhan Wuming? The familiar power is his curse power that breaks Xuan Ji's power of faith.

The power on Zhan Wuming's fist is not the same as the power of the curse, it is more like a kind of resentment, endless resentment, this terrifying resentment is formed by accumulating the resentment of many creatures, or how much it took to form it. Such terrifying resentment can only be collected with only a few lives. This is a force that directly erodes the soul and splits the heart.

Zhou Jianshan naturally didn't know how much terrifying death energy Zhan Wuming had absorbed when he was transformed by the demon god of the sky. This kind of resentment power has instead become the tonic of the Chaos God Tree, and at the same time, Zhan Wuming's attack is naturally accompanied by this terrifying power.

"Are you arrogant? I'm telling you now, this is Gonghuatian, and it's my territory!" A teasing look flashed in Zhan Wuming's eyes, and after taking a step, the void between him and Zhou Jianshan seemed to disappear in an instant In a hurry, he stepped in front of Zhou Jianshan, and then slapped him out.

A trace of despair flashed in Zhou Jianshan's eyes. He suddenly discovered that at the moment Zhan Wuming waved his hand, a terrifying force seemed to lock him in an instant. It was like a big hand in the dark, pressing his body there. move.He could only watch Zhan Wuming's slap slap down like a fly, at this moment, he thought of Xuanhua's death.

At this moment, it seemed that the fate of Xuanhua was about to repeat itself on him, and when Zhan Wuming's big hand slipped, his soul trembled.

(End of this chapter)