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Chapter 42 Winner

The mysterious figure who suddenly appeared seemed a little disappointed when he saw that although Zhen Yuanzi had injured his vitality, he was not seriously injured. However, he also knew that Zhen Yuanzi, who was holding the earth book in his hand, was not so easy to suppress. With a wave of his left hand, a big blue hand phantom grabbed the sky-reflecting ruler that escaped. The sky-reflecting ruler was sensing and fled quickly, but he was still in his big hand and could not escape.

Zhen Yuanzi breathed for a while, his magic power was replenished, and he stared at the mysterious figure vigilantly, especially on his right hand, looked at it a few times, and sighed in his heart, knowing that he had no chance this time. If he had the intention of taking tricks and robbing, it might not be as simple as hurting his vitality, but he didn't plan to leave, and wanted to see who could get this rare treasure meter in the end.[]

Kong Xuan and his men also had their expressions shocked. They didn't know who this mysterious person was, and they could break the defense of Di Shu with one blow. They felt it personally, and knew how perverted Di Shu's defense was. They knew in their hearts that this must be a great god in the prehistoric world. As for their identity, they must not know it. However, when they saw that he was going to collect the measuring ruler and immediately rushed forward, showing their magical powers.

The mysterious man looked at this place, raised his right hand suddenly and stabbed it a few times. Every time he stabbed, a gray mist condensed into a spear and rushed towards you.

Kong Xuan's expression froze, held the fan with his right hand tightly, suddenly stopped, slapped his left hand in front of him, a handprint of several feet in size appeared, blocking him, and the fan with his right hand suddenly slashed, a five-colored lightsword followed his palm, facing the gray mist, and with a bang, Kong Xuan's voice turned sweet, swallowing the blood that was about to be spit out, and he took a few steps back. The Jue Xian Sword in the Jade Ding hand slashed violently, a white light hit the gray spear, vomiting blood from his mouth, and taking a few steps back.

The four Ming kings in front of the Buddha Tathagata set up a sword formation for Zhu Xian. The original deity and Thousand-Handed Tathagata faced each other, but the formation still shook. The four Ming kings turned pale and returned to the cloud light. Obviously, their vitality was severely damaged and they could not be used for a short time. The Qiankun diagram in Xuandu's hand faced the enemy, and even a clear Bagua Taoist diagram was blasted back with a bang. The Bagua Taoist diagram was smashed. Xuandu's mind was shocked, and he retreated, and his face turned pale.

Jin Yu's eyes flashed with a fierce look. He killed him with a knife. He was stabbed by the spear. The black knife almost took off his hand and even spitted a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth. Yunxiao was the weakest. Jin Dou was beaten to take off his hand. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in his eyes. He showed self-deprecation. After so many years of hard practice, he thought he could be better than others. Now it seems that she is the bottom among these people. No wonder no one wants to fight her.

The mysterious man obviously had been hiding for a long time, knowing how much they could bear, but he just forced everyone away without taking any ruthless actions. Otherwise, anyone would be seriously injured by breaking the magical powers of the Earth Book.

The sky measuring ruler cannot escape from Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve, so it is naturally difficult to resist the big blue hand. It is held in the palm of his hand all at once. The mysterious man let out a few strange laughs, and a gray fog flashes, and flees to the distance. Zhen Yuanzi follows with the light of escape, but it is far away, and obviously he will not fight for it anymore. Kong Xuan and others are also closely behind. Although they cannot be snatched away, they must also know the final result.

The mysterious man held the measuring ruler and instantly escaped a million miles of light. Only Zhen Yuanzi was following closely behind, and Kong Xuan and others were all dumped for a long time.

He was about to use the secret technique to cover his breath, but after all, it would be bad if it was too ostentatious.

Suddenly, a blood-colored sword light slashed in the void and hit the man. But he was also a cautious person and had already prepared for a long time. The gray fog on his body rose. Although the sword light was sharp, it could not be broken for a short time. A gloomy voice came from the gray fog, "Heaven Styx! You come and grab the treasure!" The voice of the River Styx came from the void, "Fellow Daoist Zhulong, you already have a strange treasure, so let me give it to you!" The River Styx actually revealed the identity of this mysterious person, who is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea, Zhulong.

Zhen Yuanzi's face moved, but he was not much surprised. After all, he was a great master. Although he didn't know that Zhulong had a magic weapon in the bottom of the box, how many people could break the Earth Book? As far as he knew, it was limited.

Zhulong sneered: River Styx! So what if you see through my identity? Do you think you can seize the magic weapon without leaving your home by relying on the Blood Sea Formation? It turns out that River Styx was careful, afraid that the saint would just stay in the Blood Sea Formation. Relying on the Blood Sea Formation, how could Zhulong be afraid of him!

The Styx didn't say anything. Although he was greedy for the magic weapon, he did not dare to show up. When he was facing the enemy last time, the twelve-grade fire red lotus leaked. The twelve-grade golden lotus he was attracted to remove the third grade. If he wanted to make up for it, he would either catch the mosquito Taoist back and regain the third grade golden lotus, or supplement it with the twelve-grade fire red lotus, the twelve-grade green lotus, or the twelve-grade black lotus that came out of the same origin.

The twelfth-grade green lotus has turned into three spiritual treasures, Yu Ruyi and Qingping Sword, so there is naturally no hope. The twelfth-grade black lotus has escaped, and the saint cannot figure it out, so he can only hit the head of the Styx.

Jie Yin didn't know what he planned, so he didn't go to find the trouble of the mosquito Taoist, but instead he was a little focused on the fire red lotus of the Styx. Although he entered the underworld last time, he also suppressed the Styx. He thought about the idea of ​​snatching the Fire Red Lotus of the Karma in the future. These things were unexpected, but Kunpeng's deliberate guidance made the Styx "open the hole" and guard against Buddhism everywhere. Although it was "great damage to the vitality" last time, it was also a show for the two saints. At that time, the saint took action himself, and the Styx could escape his life. He didn't believe anyone dared to refine the boundless sea of ​​blood!

Zhulong was guarding against the Styx, so he naturally did not dare to escape at will. After all, Styx was a sinister person. After looking at the magic weapon in his right hand, his heart was a little calmer. He thought that at most, he would give up the magic weapon, and no one dared to cause trouble for himself.

With these skills, Kong Xuan and others chased after him. Seeing Zhen Yuanzi and Zhulong showing their true face, they were also stunned, but they were all standing around and dared not act rashly, and they were not sure why Zhulong stopped here.

As soon as the people in the field arrived, they didn't even say anything on the scene. Suddenly the void cracked open, and a big blue hand appeared, grabbing Zhulong standing in front. Zhulong was cautious and immediately stabbed with a magic weapon. A long gray dragon roared and bit the palm. The palm shook, and the gray dragon roared and turned into a cloud of fog and dissipated. The big hand kept suppressing Zhulong. Looking at the scene, it was not like catching a treasure, but was about to kill Zhulong.

Zhulong did not dare to be careless. The magic weapon in his right hand revealed his true appearance for the first time. It was a black spear with a tail like a dragon's tail, and the spear head at the top was like a dragon's head. It was the killing treasure god-killing spear. With a fierce force, Zhulong bombarded with pure magic power and collided with the big hand.

With a loud bang, the big hand paused and shook it down. Zhulong vomited blood from his mouth, his right hand trembled, and his eyes were shocked. He threw his left hand and the measuring ruler escaped. He roared and turned into the true body of the Canglong. With a dragon roar, he escaped from the range of the big hand, and was still scared.

The void suddenly cracked, and a blood-colored figure emerged and rushed towards the measuring ruler. The Blood God Son! The Styx used another method. The index finger of the blue big hand bounced, and a blue sword light slashed away. The Blood God Son was not afraid of any sword attacks, but under the sword light, he slashed into ashes, and the angry roar of the Styx came from the crack, but he knew that there was no chance to close the crack.

Everyone else swallowed, even Zhen Yuanzi was the same. He defeated Zhulong with one move and shocked the ancestor of the Styx with one finger. What kind of magical power is this? What can everyone do if they go together?

The big hand grabbed the sky measuring ruler and saw that the sky measuring ruler was about to be taken away. Suddenly, four cracks were cracked around the big hand, a blue light, a white light, a red light, and a blue light slashing towards the big hand. The big hand kept stopping, and time seemed to have paused for a moment. When everyone looked again, except for the thumb, the other four fingers of the big hand were cut off from the root, and some green light flowed from the broken hand, which was very strange.

The four lights kept rolling the vector sky ruler, but the four broken fingers were all green lights, and in a flash they stood in four directions and turned into four blurred sword shadows. The four lights of the originally rolled vector sky ruler seemed to have entered a swamp, and they moved slowly. The big hand flashed with a flash of light, grabbed the measuring sky ruler, and pressed their thumb on the measuring sky ruler.

Everyone present exclaimed, "Zhuxian Sword Formation!" Then he looked at the Buddha. Now the four swords were in the hands of the Chan Sect. Only Tathagata who could set up this formation was holding the array diagram. Tathagata was also confused. Unexpectedly, there were still people in the world who could set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Could it be the saint of Tongtian? But it was not right. If the saint took action, just shake the Qingping Sword, why transform a big hand? It was so troublesome. Besides, the big hand was cut off by four fingers at once, and everyone was in a fog and couldn't understand.

The four lights shook violently, and the sword shadow became more blurred, and there were signs of collapse. At this time, the measuring ruler in the center screamed in tears. When everyone looked at it, they saw that the ruler, which was originally pitch black, was now green and a slightly purple aura flowed in the ruler. A black light in the center of the palm of the big hand kept hitting, but it couldn't get rid of it.

The sword shadow transformed by the four fingers shattered and turned into green light. The big hand also escaped. The four green lights condensed into fingers, and suddenly pointed to the four directions, one covering the sky, Tathagata, one hit Kong Xuan, the jade tripod, and one crushed towards Xuandu, the golden feather, and the last point was pointed at Zhulong. Everyone naturally showed their own means and fought.

During the battle between this side, four rays of light hit the scale of the measuring sky ruler in no particular order. A few rays of light were knocked back, and each disappeared from the cracks. After a closer look, the purple aura in the scale of the measuring sky ruler had disappeared.

No matter how they did Kong Xuan and his men could not destroy their fingers, and the four fingers cried away again, and they were connected to their big hands. They shook violently, tearing open a crack and escaping toward nowhere.

The people in the field could not turn their minds for a moment. After all, everything happened too quickly. From the appearance of the blue big hand to the point where it was only a dozen breaths, so many things happened! When they saw the sky-meter that was now parked in the air and had no amazing breath, their eyes flashed with heat and all rushed over.

Everyone was not foolish. They all saw that the owner of the four lights of the blue hand must not be trying to seize the measurement ruler, but it seemed like he had taken something from the measurement ruler. However, the quality of this unimpeded measurement ruler is the innate spiritual treasure, not to mention that there is no terrifying aura now, but it is easy to refine. Whoever grabs it first will have the best chance.

Suddenly everyone's body stagnated. Looking up, they saw a picture above their heads. The mountains and rivers flowed like real and illusory. It turned out to be a map of mountains, rivers and the country. Kong Xuan's pupils shrank and he looked at the Taoist in blue clothes standing next to the measuring ruler. The man grabbed the measuring ruler and shook his hand, and the map of mountains, rivers and the country was held in his sleeve.

The man bowed his head and said, "I, the Lord of Heavenly Dao, has come to collect the measurement ruler for the sky, and hope that all the fellow Taoists will be able to do it!" After saying that, he smiled and looked at you. Everyone's hearts moved. There was no representation in Nuwa, but when he issued a talisman, they could not help but disobey the order. After all, they disobeyed the saints and could not protect them even if they had a saint teacher.

This farce ended like this. Nuwa took the Tianji Daojun and collected the Tianji Daojun, but did not take it alone. She gave it to Tianji Daojun and asked him to practice on his own. After all, she was a woman and it was not convenient to keep a man in the palace, although she had a great connection with her.

Kong Xuan returned and practiced himself. Yunxiao also returned to Rushan. Wudang, Xuandu, Guangchengzi and other saints reported on this matter. The saint was neither sad nor happy. It seemed that he had known about this matter for a long time and had agreed that Nuwa had collected this treasure.

Beiming, a black light ray of light ran around in Kunpeng's right hand, but he couldn't get rid of it. It was a Dutian evil spirit. The Measurement Scale was originally a holy weapon, which made everyone misunderstand it as a treasure of killing. Even the cause of the Dutian evil spirit, and I don't know how to create it, making the Dutian evil spirit and the Measurement Scale merged into one. The nine-turn compass turned around and appeared. He pressed the Dutian evil spirit into the black pointer. The pointer shook and was slightly unstable. Then he calmed down. As long as he was warmed for about 100,000 years, the treasure would be round.

His face turned, Kunpeng said to himself: Lord of Heavenly Ji? Or is it the one who was sent by Nuwa? This person is interesting, or is it still practicing the fate of disasters? Humph! I wonder if you should say that you are unique, or do you think you can do whatever you want with the support of a saint?

It is interesting to say that this Taoist Lord of Heaven is a descendant of Nuwa, or more precisely, Fuxi. When Fuxi was destroyed in the Lich War, if Nuwa cast a spell, he could regain his body. However, I said that this was the number of heaven. Nuwa stopped and the essence and blood she dripped were scattered in the prehistoric world. This Taoist Lord of Heaven is the largest and most flesh. He absorbed spiritual energy for tens of millions of years and produced spiritual wisdom. He retrieved other essence and blood one by one and refined it into himself. Nuwa was also the secret of heaven. It was only when this person was considered to have this person, so he asked him to collect the measuring ruler.
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