The meaning of covering the sky is supreme

Chapter 150
"Could it be..."

For a moment, the big figures were completely shocked.

In modern times, the Jiang family once had a god king who mastered one of the nine secrets, and with the strength of one person, he overwhelmed the entire Eastern Wilderness, and no one in the entire universe knew about it.

Now this secret method, which has been lost for thousands of years, has reappeared in the world.

"So it's Dou Zi Mi... no wonder!"

"But what's the difference between stealing and stealing?!" The old man of the Ji family stared, and he could tell now that the other party was blatantly learning the great void technique of the Ji family.

"To be able to use the Great Void Art to this extent in such a short period of time, this kid's talent is too terrifying."

Just when the big figures were secretly startled, there was a change in the field. A man stepped out of the space and punched Yushu.

With a sound of "Boom", the jade tree shattered and turned into a piece of crystal dust. Ji Haiyue's expression changed and he disappeared instantly, but the figure followed him like a shadow and disappeared with him.

The two kept flickering in the snow and ice, and at the end, the shadow that made the Ji family's old man twitch, and the other's imitation, was even more proficient than the one used by the master.

"This..." Ji Ziyue and several clansmen looked at each other, but they all felt terrible.

As the saying goes, when the imitation is more real than the real one, the real one has lost its effect.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a change in the field. A big halberd was held by one hand, protruding from the void, carrying an ancient and terrifying aura, as if descending from outside the big universe. Wherever it passed, the world was divided. Two, all living beings are annihilated, the sea of ​​blood is floating, and everything seems to be split open.

This is a very special halberd with its own vision. It looks ordinary, but it split the entire ice and snow phenomenon and landed on top of Ji Haiyue's head. .

"Ji Haiyue lost..."

A proud son of heaven who has cultivated a vision, was beaten so helplessly, now, even Ji Haoyue, Fenghuang and other direct heirs have changed their expressions.

Such a figure who was born out of nowhere, when he first appeared in the eyes of the world, he pressed across the front with an invincible posture, which really made it difficult to breathe.

"Master, do you want me to go?" A handsome young man stood beside Da Neng in the Palace of Disillusionment, and said through voice transmission.

"Suppress your cultivation, and force people to gossip."

The young man nodded, his figure fluttered, and he appeared in front of the light curtain in a few steps, but his actions undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

"Wang Jie, the previous son of the Palace of Disillusionment!" Someone was surprised.

"Hasn't he already entered the six transformations of the dragon, why is he still involved in such a dispute?"

Wang Jie's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the Holy Master of the Purple Mansion in front of the formation, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "I am self-reliant, and I will compete with the Holy Son of the Zifu at the second level of four poles, will you stop me?"

The Lord of the Purple Mansion frowned, this young man is considered to be of the previous generation, not this generation...

But just when he was about to say something, a figure in the light curtain stepped out holding a big halberd.

"Buzz!"

The halberd shook the sky, crossed a large black crack, and struck at Wang Jie with a terrifying momentum!
Wang Jie's expression remained the same, with a smile still on his face. When the halberd approached, he raised one arm and placed it horizontally above his head. At the same time, a shining silver armor appeared on that arm.

"Armguards that are infused with Da Luo's silver essence!" Someone exclaimed.

"He didn't suppress his cultivation, Luo Tianchen is in danger."

"You bastard, are you bullying me that there is no one in Zifu!" A veteran disciple stood up, and the aura of transforming dragons filled the air.

"Senior brother is very strong, don't worry." Zixia's eyes flickered, looking towards the field.

The eucalyptus pressed hard, with a strong aura, and the moment it struck down with force, it hit the silver armguard.

"boom!"

With a face full of embarrassment and trembling, a figure fell straight from the sky and crashed into a big mountain.

"That's right, no wonder you can kill my brother, I underestimated you." Wang Jie said softly, his body shook, and he rushed out from the mountain.

His speed is very fast, with a phantom, it is difficult to see his figure clearly at the moment of flying.

"Seniors, he attacked me first, so it's not too much for me to fight back, right?" Wang Jie stood in the sky with a smile all over his face. With this excuse, he no longer needed to suppress his realm. Extremely, you will never lose.

"Of course it's not too much." The group of old people didn't think it was a big deal, wishing that the Zifu would suffer, they agreed very quickly.

"Brother Dao, it's too late." The Holy Master of the Purple Mansion looked at Da Neng of the Palace of Disillusionment, and his face darkened.

"They're all young people. Besides, Jie'er is the current god son of my teaching, but he just practiced for a few more years." Huan Huan Gong Da Neng replied calmly, but his heart was already full of laughter.

"That's right, they're all young people. It's harmless to learn from each other." The old man of the Ji family nodded in agreement.

Wang Jie spread his hands and looked innocent, "Today is your great day, all seniors witness together, I will not take your life, at most... beat you to half-mutilation!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jie's figure disappeared, replaced by ten identical figures.

"Disillusionment Nine Body Art!"

"As expected of the proud son of heaven who was famous for a while, he has practiced this kind of technique to great success, and transformed into nine bodies. Without the eyes of the sky, it is impossible to tell the truth from the fake." A big man praised.

"The nine phantom bodies all have attack power, plus the main body, all ten bodies come out together, which is enough to disdain any of the same rank." The master of disillusionment palace stroked his beard, his eyes narrowed, obviously very satisfied with Wang Jie.

"The flowers are beautiful." Luo Tianchen shook his head, strode on the sky with big strides, every step made the sky and the earth shake, even the younger generation watching on the Holy Master Peak were shaking, as if it was difficult to stand still.

"When you are defeated at the most glorious moment in your life, what kind of desperate expression will you have? It's really exciting!" Wang Jie laughed loudly, and ten figures appeared together, trying to separate Luo Tianchen from all directions. Surrounded to death, in order to start the lore.

The ten identical figures were indeed powerless, but Luo Tianchen's complexion remained unchanged, his steps were steady, he calmly approached one figure, waved his halberd, then appeared in front of another figure, and waved it again.

The action was simple and straightforward, like chopping a watermelon, the halberd raised its head and fell, and in just two breaths, there was only a handsome young man with a stiff face left in front of him.

"This..." Huan Huan Gong Da Neng's face changed wildly, and he looked at the young man standing with a halberd in disbelief. At this moment, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"It's just a dragon, it's not like I haven't killed it before." Luo Tianchen shook his halberd, and his body moved instantly.

"So fast!" Wang Jie's pupils shrank sharply, and his figure became pale, but the next moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of his head, where a big halberd slashed down straight across his body.

"Turning reality into fiction? Very interesting ability."

Hearing that plain voice, Wang Jie felt a chill in his heart, and quickly ran away. However, the halberd was like a gangrene attached to the bone, no matter how he avoided it, it seemed to always hang over his body.

(End of this chapter)