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Chapter 232 A battle is inevitable

I thought that after taking one last look at the world of Ziwei Ancient Star, I could step into the starry sky with peace of mind and embark on the ancient trial path of the human race.

But I didn't expect that I still couldn't avoid the troubles in the world.

If a person sits at home, disaster will come from heaven.

After Zhuang Jiutian saw the two saints' resolute "invitation" attitude, he knew that things might not get better.

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Regardless, he has not touched anyone since he has been practicing for many years, so he doesn’t even know how powerful he is now.

Coincidentally, two saints came to his door on their own initiative so that he could verify the results of his years of practice.

"What if I refuse?" Faced with the invitation from the two saints, Zhuang Jiutian took a deep breath and then said calmly.

"Zhuang Jiutian, are you going to drink wine as a penalty instead of toasting me?" Duan Munan of the Taiyin God Sect said coldly.

At the same time, the Taiyin Holy Power emanated from his body, directly turning the thousands of miles of North Sea beneath their feet into an ice cap. The threat could not be more obvious.

Zhuang Jiutian shook his head and said, "I really can't go back with you."

"Why not?" Ancient Saint Xuanyuan of the Golden Crow tribe also released the holy power of the sun in his body, directly turning the surrounding void into a two-layered sky of ice and fire.

"Because Pindao and the forces you two belong to have some disputes." Zhuang Jiutian explained with a smile.

"A small festival is nothing in the eyes of saints like us, so you can rest assured." Ancient Saint Xuanyuan said.

"But from Pindao's point of view, it's not too small." Zhuang Jiutian continued shaking his head.

"Then tell me, what's the problem between you and our family?" Duan Munan from the Taiyin Sect also asked.

"On the occasion of the festival of human life, I once accidentally used my power to kill several senior leaders of your two religions." Zhuang Jiutian looked at Duan Munan with a half-smile and said, "By the way, I even killed you from the elders of your Taiyin God Sect.

Several volumes of the Taiyin Scripture were tortured."

"Were you the one who attacked our sect's mountain gate back then?" The Taiyin God Sect's saint showed his murderous intention and wanted to kill Zhuang Jiutian on the spot.

But the saint of the Golden Crow tribe blocked him and said: "Fellow Daoist Nan, don't forget the purpose of our trip."

The Golden Crow Tribe and the Taiyin God Sect jointly invited Zhuang Jiutian, not to kill him, but to seize his destiny.

They will not kill Zhuang Jiutian before taking away his destiny.

"It seems that Pindao is in doom today?" Zhuang Jiutian stared at Xuan Yuan and Duan Munan and said.

"If you are allowed to escape when you are enveloped by our holy domain, wouldn't it mean that we and other saints are not worthy of our reputation?" Xuanyuan said with a smile, not afraid of Zhuang Jiutian's escape at all.

"That's right. After all, Pindao's cultivation has not reached the realm of a saint. It is a joke to want to defy heaven and kill a saint."

"Boy, do you still want to defy heaven and kill the Saint? I will let you know now what the Holy Power is and cannot be offended."

After saying that, Duan Munan of the Taiyin God Sect fired a beam of Taiyin Holy Power towards Zhuang Jiutian, trying to seal his entire body.

But when the Taiyin Holy Power approached the surface of Zhuang Jiutian's body, it suddenly collapsed.

The two saints narrowed their eyes and looked at Zhuang Jiutian in disbelief.

You must know that there is an insurmountable chasm between the king and the saint - the barrier of the holy domain. Even if the great king has the forbidden combat power, he will be like a child in front of a true saint.

The saint can easily kill the great king with a wave of his hand.

But at this time, the power of the holy way collapsed outside Zhuang Jiutian's body. This was simply not a strength that a king could possess.

"I'm afraid he is protected by imperial soldiers. Let's work together to suppress him." The saint of the Golden Crow tribe seemed to have thought of something and immediately shouted to Duan Munan.

Then, Xuanyuan fired a golden crow divine claw condensed from the true fire of the sun to suppress Zhuang Jiutian.

Duanmu Nan, on the other hand, used the holy power of Taiyin to condense an iceberg, intending to freeze Zhuang Jiutian.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Zhuang Jiutian's whole body glowed with green light, the shadow of the World-Suppressing Divine Monument emerged from his body, and then a bloody world suddenly descended.

A heaven-reaching divine monument suppressed the surrounding void, directly blocking the Golden Crow Divine Claw and the Taiyin Iceberg.

At the same time, a powerful suppressing force was released, imprisoning Ancient Saint Xuanyuan and Duanmu Nan's laws of the Holy Way within the body.

"How is this possible? Why is the divine monument of the Extraterrestrial Divine Court on your body?" Duan Munan of the Taiyin God Sect exclaimed after seeing the appearance of the divine monument clearly.

"Haha, let's see if this thing looks familiar to you?" Then, the divine purple furnace was sacrificed by Zhuang Jiutian and hung above his head for protection.

"You are the ancient saint who descended from the sky back then." The saint of the Golden Crow tribe finally came to his senses and looked at Zhuang Jiutian in shock.

"It's not a bad idea. The poor Taoist came to Ziwei just to cultivate. However, the purple furnace that protected him was taken away by you, leaving the poor Taoist to wander into the sea. It caused many causes and consequences. Now he wants to force the poor Taoist to invite him. He is really a poor Taoist.

Won’t you get angry?”

"Who are you?" The two ancient saints' eyes changed when they looked at Zhuang Jiutian.

"Guess?" Zhuang Jiutian looked at them with a smile.

"No matter who you are, you will not escape death today." The ancient sage was extremely tough and could not be easily shaken. Although they could not figure out Zhuang Jiutian's true identity, they also saw that Zhuang Jiutian was definitely not who they knew.

Now it seems that the original plan may not work, so we can only kill him and take his body back.

"Holy Dao, cultivation is not easy. I didn't intend to do that unnatural act. Unfortunately, you let me down." Zhuang Jiutian was at full strength, and his blood was boiling. He wanted to rely on the king's perfect cultivation and true

The saints fought head-on.

"It's just you, what a joke." the two saints said angrily.

A monk who is just a perfect king, not even a half-saint, dares to look down on a true saint. It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

But Zhuang Jiutian's next performance let them know what an enhanced version of Chaos Body is.

The world of wheel sea visions approaching the bloody apocalypse, with the blessing of the world-suppressing monument, directly offset the influence of the two saints' sacred laws on Zhuang Jiutian.

And Zhuang Jiutian's Avenue of Chaos unfolded, standing between heaven and earth, and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the two saints.

"boom!"

In an instant, three figures collided and became entangled.

Although the two saints cannot use the laws of the holy realm to fight against the enemy, they are still solid and immortal bodies of the holy way, and they are still saints who can kill stars and destroy cities with a drop of blood.

However, in the hand-to-hand fight with Zhuang Jiutian, he did not gain the upper hand.

After a hundred moves, the two of them were surprised to find that Zhuang Jiutian's physical body was transforming in the direction of the holy body.

"Are you a Chaos Body?"

Finally, after fighting Zhuang Jiutian for three hundred rounds, the two saints discovered Zhuang Jiutian's secret and roared in shock and anger.

"The answer is correct, but it's a pity that there is no prize."

Zhuang Jiutian's face was full of evil spirits, and his fighting spirit was rising into the sky. He roared wildly and continued to engage in the most primitive battle with the two saints.

"Brother Dao, let's join forces."

The saint of the Golden Crow tribe realized that he might really be in trouble if he fought Zhuang Jiutian with his physical body, so he immediately shouted to Duan Munan.

Afterwards, the two saints stood together and performed the secret technique of yin and yang. The lunar holy power and the sun holy power complemented each other around them, which actually offset part of the suppressive power of the sacred monument and released the holy power in the body.

The law of Tao.

When Zhuang Jiutian saw this, he shouted with a crazy look on his face: "Look at my Avenue of Chaos."

Later, Zhuang Jiutian appeared with the great tool of chaos, and had the most dangerous collision with the Yin and Yang Sanctuary jointly sacrificed by the two saints.

In an instant, an earth-shattering explosion occurred in the North Sea.

The aftermath of the explosion affected almost a quarter of the ancient planet Ziwei.

After the shock spread, several figures flew from all over Ziwei, rushing towards the center of the explosion.

When they arrived at Beihai, they saw a ruined area of ​​emptiness and chaos.

High in the sky, cracks in the void appear and disappear.

In the North Sea, a waterless zone with a radius of thousands of miles appeared, and a large crater on the seabed tens of thousands of feet deep came into view.

But the figures of Zhuang Jiutian and the two ancient saints disappeared without a trace.

The scene was left with rich lunar holy power, solar holy power, and even thin power of chaos.

The ancient saint who came to investigate made him frown.

The ruined battlefield looked like what was left after three or five saints self-destructed together, filled with extremely chaotic laws of heaven and earth and spiritual energy.

Without tens of thousands of years to recover, monks below the level of a saint would not be able to approach the North Sea at all.


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