There is only one person who truly understands the magical power of collapse, Zhong Shan. Because it was created by Zhong Shan.
Ten thousand copies, all of them were broken and broken, and it was Zhong Shan's intention. He was originally planning to use it to deal with the saint, but he didn't expect to use it at this moment. Of course, the situation in front of him was very different from the previous one.
It is also dangerous for saints.
The magical power of Endless Collapse flew back 10,000 copies, suddenly running wildly. Zhong Shan seemed to have become a puppet controller in an instant, controlling the opponent's power against himself like a puppet.
"call!"
The magical power of collapse is designed to deal with saints, so it naturally has its fierce side.
The vortex planes wrapped each fake Zhongshan, making them unable to move.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
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Endless screams came from the 10,000 Zhongshan clones in front of me.
"Bang!" "Bang!"……………………
One after another, with loud noises, the replicas of Zhongshan with the strength of the ancestors exploded.
Half an hour, exactly half an hour later, all Zhongshan clones exploded.
Mr. Corpse's face twitched as he watched. Ten thousand ancestors! Although the Holy King used a trick, it was too terrifying. Half an hour? All wiped out? And the Holy King only used one move?
Not to mention Mr. Corpse's horror, if Zhuangzi knew about this, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood. Ten thousand Zhongshan. This is not just a secret method. A lot of energy must have been invested before. Zhuangzi even collected hundreds of thousands of years of treasure.
, all of them were invested to build Zhongshan. But, in half an hour, they were all destroyed?
Outside, Zhuangzi, who was coming from far away from the starry sky, suddenly changed his expression.
"The magical power of collapse? The magical power of collapse? Bastard~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Zhuangzi almost shouted. Cheng Hou looked at Zhuangzi in surprise, wondering what happened. He was about to ask.
"puff!"
Zhuangzi was so angry that he spurted out blood.
Indifferent, non-controversial, quiet, these words that describe Zhuangzi's nature seemed extremely pale at this moment, and Cheng Hou's original idea of asking was suppressed.
"Cheng Hou, can you hurry up?" Zhuangzi asked anxiously.
"Yes!" Cheng Hou nodded.
The starry sky behind them suddenly darkened, and then, the speed of Zhuangzi and Chenghou suddenly increased sharply.
In the small world of Zhuangzi’s dojo.
Zhong Shan eliminated all his clones. His anger was still there, but his eyes became more solemn.
"Mr. Corpse!" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
"I'm here!"
"What did you find?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.
"Holy King, I feel that the feeling of the Heavenly Dao clone is coming from that direction, and it is extremely violent!" Mr. Corpse pointed in a direction.
"Let's go!" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
Zhongshan, Mr. Corpse, shot towards the distance. As for the 'Zhuangzi' who had changed at the end of the eight poles, Zhongshan had already put it away at this moment.
The two of them headed north.
"Stop!" Zhong Shan shouted immediately.
Mr. Corpse looked down at the valley below with a serious look on his face again.
"That is?" Mr. Corpse asked in surprise.
In the valley, there were a thousand corpses lying in random directions, and these corpses all looked the same.
"Yuanshi Tianzun?" Zhong Shan said in surprise.
It's the Yuanshi Tianzun, a thousand bodies, a thousand corpses of the Yuanshi Tianzun? They were all created by Zhuangzi.
"Holy King, Zhuangzi seems to have created quite a few humans, and these are probably failures!" Mr. Shi said in a deep voice.
"Yeah!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"Let's go!" Zhong Shan continued to go deeper without stopping.
Soon, we stopped in another valley.
"The corpse of the Supreme Saint? Are these also failures?" Mr. Corpse said with an ugly face.
The two of them became more solemn and continued walking without stopping. Not long after, they encountered another thousand corpses of the Holy Saint, a thousand corpses of the Saint Zhunti, and a thousand corpses of the Saint Tongtian.
"Zhuangzi?" Zhong Shan's tone became more cautious.
The silent Zhuangzi actually concocted such an earth-shattering thing. If he hadn't deceived Zhuangzi today and captured the Xiaomeng territory in the future, Da'ao would have suffered a big loss.
"Ahead, we are almost there, Holy King, the source is there...!" Mr. Shi said, but midway through, Mr. Shi stopped talking.
In the distance, there is a huge cube object, which looks like glass and can emit multi-colored light. A multi-colored glazed platform! The side length of the multi-colored glazed platform is up to 10,000 meters.
These are not the most attractive places. The most attractive thing is that there are six figures floating on the colorful glazed platform at the moment.
At the feet of the six figures, there is a huge altar of heaven and earth, which is very similar to Zhong Tian's altar.
The faces of the six people standing on the altar are: Zhongshan, Taishang, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti!
The six figures all glowed with billions of brilliance. Countless auspicious clouds in the sky shot down dazzling rays of light directly into the bodies of the six people, and countless black auras poured into their bodies from the altar at their feet.
"Habit? That's habit. Use habit to nourish these six bodies? Holy King, Zhuangzi is creating a saint!" Mr. Shi said in a horrified tone.
"Create a saint?" Zhong Shan also asked in shock.
"No wonder, heaven and earth gave Zhuangzi the holy status, but Zhuangzi refused to accept it, because he was copying the saint. No wonder he changed his normal behavior and jumped out to fight against me, Da'ao. Originally, he wanted to hide this secret. Once Da'ao's troops came to the city, this place would be exposed. No wonder
!" Zhong Shan took a deep breath and said.
"There are words on that colorful glass table!" Mr. Corpse suddenly shouted.
Zhong Shan instantly shifted his gaze to the glazed platform. There was a row of small characters on the colorful glazed platform.
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Nanhua Rooftop
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"Nanhua Rooftop? Nanhua Rooftop?" Mr. Shi exclaimed.
"You know?" Zhong Shan asked doubtfully.
"My burial family has records that the Nanhua Tiantai, like the Jade Disk of Creation, is a companion piece of the Scripture, the Nanhua Scripture! I never knew whose hands it was, but it turned out to be in Zhuangzi's place." Mr. Corpse shouted.
"The Heavenly Scripture? The Nanhua Heavenly Scripture?" Zhongshan narrowed his eyes, Zhuangzi indeed had the Heavenly Scripture.
"Buzz!" Baji Tianwei suddenly appeared, opening his big mouth and eating towards the Nanhua rooftop in the distance.
"Buzz!"
On an altar of heaven and earth, Saint Tongtian opened his eyes.
"Bah!"
A flash of purple light flashed.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Saint Tongtian swung the imitation Zhuxian Sword and collided with Baji Tianwei's Zhuxian Sword. There was a loud noise, blocking Baji Tianwei from moving forward.
"Let's go!" Zhong Shan shouted.
Mr. Corpse and Zhong Shan turned around and shot into the distance. At this moment, several other clones slowly opened their eyes.
A replica of Zhongshan, holding an imperial seal in his hand.
The clone of Tongtian, accompanied by the four swords of Zhu Xian!
Taishang clone, entrusted with Taichi diagram!
The copy of Yuanshi, holding the banner of Yuanshi!
Receive the copy and hold the nine-grade golden lotus in your hand.
A copy of Zhunti, holding the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand!
The six saints simultaneously looked towards the direction where Zhong Shan and Mr. Shi were leaving with a hostility.
"Buzz!"
A group of murderer clones chased Zhong Shan and Mr. Zhi.
The powerful momentum was suppressed. Although it was not as exaggerated as a real saint, it was definitely much stronger than the previous 10,000 Zhongshan clones. At least in terms of momentum, Zhongshan's first choice was to walk quickly. At the same time, his heart was filled with shock. Nanhua
Scripture, it's so cruel.
"No, Zhuangzi and Chenghou are back so soon?" Zhong Shan's expression changed.
The two people turned into a stream of light and went straight to the center.
And at the moment when Zhuangzi's stream of light shot into the realm of Xiaomeng, another stream of light shot from the horizon, it was Zhong Tian, Zhong Tian was stepping on a golden lotus, and there were ten people on the golden lotus.
"Jinpeng, send a message to my father that Zhuangzi has arrived in the Xiaomeng territory, and we have arrived too!" Zhong Tian said.
"Okay!" Jin Peng nodded and quickly used a mouse to send a message to Changjing in the underworld.
The shadow body Zhong Shan suddenly raised his eyebrows when he heard the news translated by Wang Jingwen. Similarly, this is also the reason why Zhong Shan knew the news from the outside world.
A stream of light shot into Zhuangzi's dojo from a distance.
"No, someone is attacking! Take action!" A loud shout suddenly came from outside Zhuangzi's dojo.
"Buzz!"
Twelve heavenly paths soar up into the sky.
And at the same time, the ancestors and immortals in the twelve heavenly ways took action at the same time, and the powerful power of the heavenly ways suddenly impacted the stream of light shooting in the distance.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The void exploded.
Chenghou and Zhuangzi suddenly stopped in depression.
Stopping in the void, Zhuangzi looked at the twelve ancestral immortal protectors outside, and the inside of the dojo was filled with heavy fog. He suddenly became furious and spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
On the way here, Zhuangzi made countless guesses, guessing that the twelve ancestors might have been severely injured and defeated by Zhongshan's people, but how could Zhuangzi have thought that his disciples and ten other ancestors were fighting for
People from Zhongshan protect the Dharma? How is this possible?
"Who are you?" one of Zhuangzi's disciples shouted.
"Siqi? You………………!"
Seeing his disciple's caution, Zhuangzi became even more depressed.
"Is it your master again? And that Marquis Cheng?" an ancestor said in surprise.
"No, the master has already gone in. Even if he is with Cheng Hou, it doesn't prove that he is definitely the master!" Siqi shook her head and shouted.
"Siqi, get out of here!" Zhuangzi shouted.
"Master has plum blossom eyes, Master has butterfly avenue, do you have it?" Siqi shouted.
"Buzz!"
Behind Zhuangzi, a road soars into the sky, with countless butterflies flying. At the same time, in Zhuangzi's eyes, four plum blossoms spin up.
"Ah?" Siqi was confused.
Everyone is confused, what's going on? He is Zhuangzi? But, Zhuangzi has already entered the dojo?
"Master, Master?" Siqi said a little strangely.
"You bastard, why don't you get out of the way!" Zhuangzi shouted.
This time, Siqi and the ancestors did not dare to stop each other, but they still just followed.
"Bang!"
Zhuangzi flicked his sleeves, and the white mist in the dojo suddenly dispersed.
Cheng Hou looked at this scene strangely, what happened?
Everyone flew close to the dojo, and in a blink of an eye they were not far from the main peak hall.
But at the entrance of the main hall, there was a Zhuangzi at the moment.
"Exactly the same beast? You actually colluded with Cheng Hou. What do you want to do when you come to my dojo?" 'Zhuangzi' at the door of the main hall suddenly asked.
As soon as 'Zhuangzi' attacked, the other twelve ancestors hurriedly distanced themselves from Zhuangzi and Cheng Hou, looking at the scene in front of them with horror on their faces.