Xianwu star

Chapter 1143 Rentu and Wenzu

Chaos surged, and a big hand came through the sky. On the palm, the sun, moon, and stars were shattered, and the earth, wind, water, and fire were in chaos, as if a world was in the process of collapsing.

The terrifying power caused Chaos to surge up, threatening to destroy the world and surpass the Great Dao.

In the Zixiao Palace, Wang Zheng stood up with a long body, his aura matched the Zixiao Palace, and amidst the chaotic qi surging all over his body, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian appeared beside him.

Pointing to a sword, a beam of sword light shot out from Wang Zheng's fingertips.

With a single slash, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian seemed to merge with Wang Zheng, and the terrifying killing intent almost split the entire chaos.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, there is even more purple energy, and the sound of the Dao can be heard faintly, and the power of the Taoist Dojo is also blessed on that sword.

A sword light flew out from the gate of Zixiao Palace. Compared with the palm that covered the sky and the sun, the sword light was so insignificant that it could be ignored.

But that tragic killing intent, like the most primitive and powerful killing in the world, slashed at the palm amidst the sound of swords shaking the edge of the world.

With a loud bang, Chaos is about to explode!
The sword light dissipated, after all, it lost to the power of the palm, but it also lost most of the power of the palm.

And that palm also slapped on Rich's thousands of Zixiao Palace.

Zixiao Palace trembled slightly, although Wang Zheng felt that the terrifying coercion was about to destroy his soul, but it was just a feeling.

With the protection of Zixiao Palace, Wang Zheng was safe and sound.

"what?"

There was a light sigh, and the tone was full of surprise.

And accompanied by that light hey, a tall and strong man in a battle armor came stepping thousands of miles in the rolling chaos.

The man's whole body was wrapped in pitch-black armor. The helmet was like a ferocious bull skull, with only a pair of eyes exposed. There seemed to be bloodstains that could not fall off after countless years in the gaps of the armor.

The man standing there is no longer as simple as a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, as if he himself is the embodiment of killing and the prelude to death.

The battle armor is simple and simple, and there are still a lot of animal skins and bone decorations during the period. This is no longer the style of the ancient and immemorial era, but an even more ancient style!
The man looked at the Zixiao Palace, which was both real and illusory, with a calm expression:
"Zixiao Palace? Unexpectedly, you actually have such a thing of origin, no wonder His Majesty said you are a variable."

His Majesty?Wang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, knowing the identity of the visitor.

With Wang Zheng's current state, he didn't have any pressure in the face of Jin Xian and the main god, but just by looking at that man, his soul would be torn apart.

Facing him was like facing the end of everything!

"No matter what you rely on, it will be useless in front of me and others after all."

The man's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone seemed extremely calm, probably because he knew that Wang Zheng could take drugs and output very calmly.

"Hehe, Rentu, do you have your eye on the Four Swords of Zhu Xian? This seat has his eye on his wonderful tree of seven treasures."

With a chuckle, a middle-aged beautiful woman appeared in the chaos without warning.

If the so-called human massacre is the end, then this middle-aged beautiful woman is a vastness, a vastness that is almost like a sea of ​​learning.

Wang Zheng turned his Martial Dao Celestial Eye and looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman, only to see infinite characters flying around her in the chaos.The characters are simple and unsophisticated, but they explain the most primitive truth in the world.

Vaguely, Wang Zheng also seemed to see a torn book page looming among the characters.

"The ancestor of Wen Dao?!"

Looking at the beautiful woman with soaring wisdom and psychic intelligence, Wang Zheng blurted out subconsciously.

In the place where the inheritance was backward in the Northern Territory, some monks entered the Tao with a literary heart, read the books of sages and sages, and understood the truth of the world.

But Li Ruofeng told himself again that the cultivator of Wen Dao is a big hole, and there is absolutely no hope of breaking through. As for the reason, it is the ancestor of Wen Dao back then!

"Yo? Little brother is quite knowledgeable, but unfortunately I'm not that bad old man."

The beautiful woman lightly covered her vermilion lips, and looked at Wang Zheng with a peachy face, but her eyes were full of clarity.

No?

Standing at the gate of Zixiao Palace, he was taken aback for a moment, but the next moment he came to his senses, his expression froze but he said without panic:

"You guys are the masters."

"Let me do the math. The God of Light is one, Wen Zu is one, and you are the Tu. Exposing the three masters at once is a big deal."

Wang Zheng's words made the middle-aged beautiful woman's expression dignified. She didn't know why the God of Light, who was a well-hidden friend, would be exposed.

On the contrary, Ren Tu snorted coldly after a moment of silence: "Hmph, waste! This waste must have exposed his feet, but he was afraid of dissatisfying His Majesty, so he kept hiding it from me."

Wenzu shook his head: "I will settle accounts with him after his affairs, and we will talk about this kid first."

"The sky and the earth are yellow, the universe is prehistoric!"

Before Rentu had any reaction, Wenzu recited these eight characters with a serious expression on his face.

Under the sky and the earth, the Zixiao Palace emerges up and down the sky and the earth.

Among the Xuanhuang, Zixiao Palace is surrounded by Xuanhuang.

The universe manifests, and the entire illusory world suddenly becomes real.

After the prehistoric era, the world formed by the eight characters is as firm as a rock.

"The sun and the moon are in full bloom, and the celestial places are listed."

The golden characters with soaring mandarin spirit have evolved into a formation like the world, and Zixiao Palace is suspended in the world, facing the power of the whole world!

Wen Zu's power completely exploded, and the eight characters almost evolved a world, which can be called extremely powerful.

And on top of her head, at some point, a broken golden book page appeared, on which were written the eight characters of "Heaven, Earth, Mystery, Yellow, Universe, Great Desolation".

At this time, Rentu also reacted.He took one step forward and appeared in the formation world formed by Qi Qi of culture.

Holding both hands empty, two rusty blood-stained sabers appeared in his hands.Later Rentu took a deep breath, and slashed with both sabers!
In Wang Zheng's perception, it was as if the four swords of Zhu Xian combined in a trance, and the terrifying killing intent turned into a monstrous bloody knife light, almost slaughtering the entire formation world.

"Blood slaughter of all races!"

"The way of writing is like the day, and the wisdom is endless. The sword of the admonition!"

Almost at the same time, Wenzu also moved. She stretched out her hand and tapped a few times in the void. Hundreds of millions of golden characters emerged. In the resonance of the avenue, it turned into a golden handle that was as grand as a galaxy but was actually only a few tens of feet long. The Dao sword slashed towards the mysterious and yellow world of heaven and earth.

Daojian Wushuang, it seems that under the wisdom and understanding of that sword, all defensive methods are ridiculous arrangements.

The two immortal emperors attacked him at the same time, Wang Zheng's heart was more dignified than ever before.He took a deep breath, and flicked the top of his head lightly, a quaint big clock floated above his head, shaking slightly.

(End of this chapter)