Rebirth: God Master of Myriad Realms

Outside the green immortal bamboo forest, there are dark clouds. The ghosts and gods of the Yin division and the celestial immortals stand on one side. This time, they have only one goal. Seize Wang Zheng!

"Three eyes, I haven't seen you for so long, but I'm still so cold." Shura itself looks like a man in his thirties. From his face, he's not a ferocious man. Who knows that the blood on Shura's hands is endless. Only ghosts and gods who have made great contributions to Yan Luo can be granted Shura.

Tianting Zhenjun and Yinsi Shura are basically the representatives of the peak strength of the two worlds.

"Shura, you wanted to steal the mirror of Yin Dharma from heaven, and I cut off your left hand. It seems that you have grown up now." Erlang God looked at Shura, but he didn't have a good face. Shura and Erlang God have been entangled for thousands of years. If it wasn't for their identity, they have been fighting now.

Shura smiled: "in that case, let's see if Wang Zheng will eventually fall into our Yin division or your heaven."

"It's so lively." the Yin priest and the immortals in the heaven are about to fight, but Wang Zheng comes out of the bamboo forest. At the moment, Wang Zheng's face is pale, his eyes are silent, his steps are vain, and the Yin and Yang around him are intermittent, as if they will dissipate at any time. In the eyes of outsiders, this is a precursor to the loss of his skills and the exhaustion of his vitality.

There was a suspicious light in the eyes of Erlang God and Shura. A few days ago, Wang Zheng was injured when he fought with an expert in the heaven, but he would never fall at any time like now. Is it Wang Zheng's disguise or Wang Zheng's obsession with healing these days?

"Everybody, you just want to find Wang Zheng. I'm here today. I want to see who can take me away!" although Wang Zheng is weak, he still stands upright. Those remaining Yin and Yang Qi condense together into a three pointed and two edged knife, which is tightly held by Wang Zheng. It looks like a giant under the sunset.

Shura looked at Wang Zheng, his eyes twinkled and laughed: "it is worthy of being a contemporary God Emperor. Even if it is about to fall, it can still have such momentum. In order to give you enough dignity, I Shura personally took you into the underworld!"

Shura himself is not a careless person, otherwise how could he get the name of Shura? He carefully observed the appearance of Wang Zheng on the verge of falling. It's not like he pretended. Even if he pretended, he was sure to capture Wang Zheng, so he simply stood up and took the lead.

The Erlang God standing on one side snorted coldly: "Shura, this is the heaven. Do you, a little Yin division ghost, still want to take people here? Wang Zheng disturbed the order of the heaven, so we should take it back and ask for guilt!"

Erlang God and Shura looked at each other and their eyes were full of war. Wang Zheng must not fall into each other's hands!

With the war spirit of Erlang God and Shura boiling, the war spirit of the two camps began to rise continuously. Both sides were rubbing their hands. The Yin division and the heaven itself were incompatible. How could we fight such a big battle if we didn't meet our enemies today.

Seeing that the two circles would fight at any time, Wang Zheng stood in place like a towering mountain.

"Kill all the evil doers!" finally, when the momentum reached its peak, the three pointed and two edged sword in Erlang's divine hand swept across Shura and roared, so the immortals on the side of the heaven took the lead, and the whole heaven became a battlefield. The regular brilliance in the sky flickered continuously, with ghosts on one side and the rising sun on the other, Compared with this scene, the special effect of 50 cents is simply weak and explosive. If the mobile phone is not broken, Wang Zheng will really consider shooting it and putting it on the earth, and the ratings will definitely reach an unprecedented peak.

Although the number of the celestial court is not comparable to that of the underworld division, its strength is all powerful. After all, the cannon fodder of the underworld division is all ghosts who have just cultivated their mind, and even many do not even have it. For a time, under the suppression of the law, a large number of ghosts dissipated completely.

Seeing that his side was crushed by the celestial immortals, several generals suddenly stood together with black marks in their hands. The sky suddenly became dark. A large number of ghosts were included in the dark clouds in the sky. Wang Zheng's eyes narrowed. The dark clouds in the sky made Wang Zheng feel frightened.

"Bury the immortals, ghost abyss!" several generals roared at the same time. For a moment, endless resentment rose in the dark cloud shrouded place. Hundreds of immortals were penetrated into their bodies by resentment without hardening at all. As soon as the immortal Qi was shocked, they were occupied by resentment, but became the puppet of the Yin priest.

Where the dark clouds pass, almost no immortal can escape. The resentment in the ghost abyss is too strong. There are not many immortals in the heaven who can resist the resentment of the ghost abyss. Only Erlang Zhenjun and several great immortals are present. Unfortunately, they are not the target of the commander of the Yin Division.

For a time, the chickens and dogs killed on the side of Tianting jumped, not to mention the major races in the world of heaven. Resentment was like a wave of waves, which overturned the giant ship of Tianting in an instant.

Seeing that the Tianting side was about to lose, a golden light flashed in the sky, and a huge real dragon directly penetrated into the dark clouds of the ghost yuan. A moment later, the light of the Huangdao bloomed, and the dark clouds of the ghost yuan were immediately defeated by the light of the Huangdao. Several generals who had been controlling the ghost yuan turned pale, and the ghost body was constantly shaking.

"The most precious treasure of the human race, the imperial seal!"

"Roar!"

When everyone's eyes were attracted by ghost yuan, the cannon fodder of Yinsi disappeared in large areas, and resentment rose in the sky.

"Terran sky array, vanity time array."

"It's Terran!"

The Terran shot twice in a row, broke the ghost abyss of the underworld division, and even wiped out a large number of ghosts. This is a sudden opportunity to turn over.

Where would the immortals waste this opportunity? They all tried their best to fight back against the ghost and ghost of the Yin division. Because the emperor's seal and the vanity time array joined, the emperor's seal almost chased the Yin division to kill. The emperor's seal contains the spirit of the emperor's way. It is said that there is a royal spirit of the Jade Emperor in it. Many means to the Yin division are Tianke, and the ghost in the place where they pass suddenly disappeared.

The void time array was painstakingly developed by Emperor Xuanyuan at that time. It is also a means for the human race to press the bottom of the box based on the heaven. All time in the array is vanity. When the array moves for a hundred years, these ghosts have no ability to resist under the scouring of the power of time. Even if the war will fall into the array, they are still in a dilemma of life and death.

Erlang Zhenjun, who fought with Shura, saw that the Terrans joined the war, resulting in a one-sided situation, and his fighting spirit became more vigorous. The power of the three pointed and two edged sword in his hand was increased by two. On the contrary, Shura's face was gloomy. Ghost yuan was the bottom of the box they brought out this time. Originally, he wanted to use ghost yuan to completely crush the heaven, and then swagger away, Who knew that the imperial seal in the hands of the Terran was so terrible that it broke the array face to face and hurt several generals.

"It seems that you can't keep your hand!" Shura's face changed from a cynical smile to a cold killing intention. Lines appeared on his face, and barbs appeared behind him. His skin also became the same hard armor as crocodile skin. It looked like a living monster.

"Are you willing to do your best?" Erlang God smiled, his heavenly eyes opened, and the light shot at Shura.

When the fighting between the two sides turned white hot, Wang Zheng showed a smile. The night Leopard on one side sighed. The gratitude and resentment between heaven and earth had been entangled for too long, otherwise it was impossible for Wang Zheng to let himself fight.