In the cold world filled with heavy fog, only the ancestral court illuminates a space and time, exudes immortal matter, and is nourishing the Dongxu Taoist Mansion in Juntian.
In this splendid Taoist world like a fairyland, the dragon veins of the earth have changed, and dragon veins of the holy level have been bred, and the branches derived from them spread throughout the Taoist mansion. Once they evaporate and explode, they can produce energy dozens of times more powerful than the king level.
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What is this? A super powerful source of fighting. In the nourishment of the ancestral court, the condensed world of Dongxu Taoist Palace is expanding, and a vast sea of holy power surges out!
Juntian's combat power is soaring, his physique has become extremely powerful, Dongxu Taoist Palace has entered the holy level, and his soul has reached the top holy level!
Once you survive the punishment of thunder and the catastrophe of life and death, your realm will most likely reach a climax.
"Huh?"
Jun Tian was surprised that the Heaven-Swallowing Magical Power was coming to life and gave birth to more profound laws and orders, forming a unique Heaven-Swallowing Order.
He touched his chin and discovered a strange question. The sky-swallowing magical power was revealing the order of time and space!
Obviously, Dongxu Taoist Palace has integrated the main life wheel, and the sky-swallowing magical power has ushered in changes. Can it include the order of reincarnation in the future?
It is hard to imagine how powerful the magical power that contains the secret of reincarnation can be.
In fact, although the old man erased the energy of the Time Tower, he left special rules to cover up reincarnation, waiting for the time to be fully revealed.
"Brother Xiong, something is wrong!"
Outside, Niu suddenly got up. The minerals in this area were almost exhausted. He woke up Xiongda and said: "The early warning array I arranged has been touched. Could it be that the Chaos Mine Veins can be opened normally, and the Lord of Suffering is coming?"
"Oh, is Princess Ziluo here?"
Xiongdao: "If this female doll sees that the minerals are exhausted, will she still fight with us?"
Niu called Jun Tian, but unfortunately his soul was not in the sea of spiritual consciousness, and he was immediately anxious because his Dongxu Taoist Palace was not in it, and powerful treasures such as the Immortal Binding Rope could not be mobilized.
"Xiongda, they are coming, it's time for you to show off your power, go ahead, the treasure road is ahead of schedule!"
The cow burst into a metallic liquid and fused it with the minerals. The cat was in the depths, letting Xiongda rush up and fight them to the end.
"Xiao Niu, Brother Xiong is suppressing us here, why are you panicking? Who dares to cross? Who can cross?!"
Emperor Banzhuan was bursting with confidence, and the dark red city wall was rippling with ancient divine fluctuations, circling here like a giant war beast.
At this moment, the Eighth Prince broke in first. He noticed that the minerals were exhausted and his face was gloomy. When he saw the artifacts that belonged to Zutian, he couldn't help but laugh to the sky!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Most of the more than a dozen old strong men suffered heavy losses, and even lost a large number of elites along the way. They endured endless hardships to get here, and finally made it to the end.
Xiongda obviously didn't hear what was hidden in their smiles, and said: "I tell you guys, Zutian and Princess Ziluo are half friends, and we extract these minerals to recuperate, but don't worry, Zutian will compensate you.
, I won’t let Princess Ziluo suffer.”
"Do you only have Princess Ziluo in your eyes?"
Zibo took off his hood, and his face looked slightly feminine. He ignored Xiongda and glanced at Juntian. His expression immediately changed and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, Zutian has died, and there is no soul left!"
"What?"
The Eighth Prince was taken aback, and then said coldly: "If you die, you will die. You go over and smash his body with a battle spear. Others will record the detailed gestures for me. What I want to be sure of is that Zibo will challenge him with a battle spear."
Shattered the ancestral sky and completed the thunder suppression!"
"Your Majesty is brilliant!"
One of the old strong men laughed: "In this way, not only can we create a perfect image and invincible posture for Prince Zibo, but we can also reduce Zu Tian to be useless. He is too high."
"Are you dizzy?"
Xiongda was stunned, especially when he saw a dozen old strong men taking out ancient mirrors and standing around, preparing to record Zi Bo's handsome and perfect posture of breaking Zu Tian. He couldn't help but said: "Are you sure Zu Tian has passed away?"
"You are also a wretch, but you are loyal to your master. I will give you a chance to follow me now. In the future, you may be able to become a real artifact under the list of gods!"
The Eighth Prince looked around calmly. Zu Tian was dead, how could this artifact embarrass them?
"Artifact?"
Bloody waves surged out of Xiongda's body, like a bloody heavenly gate stretching between heaven and earth, and he said in a deep voice: "Old man, your vision is too narrow, and you can't see clearly that Emperor Banzhuan has the most precious treasure!"
Some people are confused. This city wall artifact, which is not yet a divine artifact, is trying to become a treasure?
However, the fluctuations coming from Xiongguan made their faces solemn. This artifact gathered a huge amount of information, and when it became violent, it was enough to overturn this treasure land of resources. It was not to be messed with!
"Poor reptile, who do you think you are? Suppression!"
The Eighth Prince was too lazy to talk nonsense. He flicked his sleeves and presented a blood-stained rag!
"What's this?"
The majestic man who was just about to show his power trembled, and the blood-stained rags brought him extremely terrifying pressure. There were vicious fluctuations that rippled through the sky of history, and the majestic spirit and will of the impact were about to explode!
His scalp was numb, and the rag didn't look intimidating, but the evil energy contained inside was too heaven-defying.
The cow turned pale with fright, and the blood-stained rag was made of legendary leather!
This kind of existence fell to death, and was even skinned by the enemy. It was so miserable!
However, after a long time, it has long been broken and the rules have been exhausted, so it has turned into an extremely special treasure. Once it is played, it can affect the will of the gods.
"boom!"
The bloody rags are coming, and the whole sky is filled with the screams of being crushed. The majestic wall is allowed to harden, and the will is suppressed and affected, and it is unable to exert its strong fighting power.
"Brother Niu, it's up to you!" Xiongda was suppressed and roared as he looked at Zi Bo, who was charging toward him with a war spear.
The metal bull combined its body in an instant, shook up a storm, and swung its bull fist to attack Zibo.
"court death!"
Zibo reacted quickly. Facing the bull that was coming to kill him, a huge amount of purple cloud surged out of his body. He used the Zixia Heavenly Skill and raised his big hand to press the bull's fist.
"boom!"
The void exploded, and Ox Fist struck with Zi Palm. The Ox was trembling with shock. After all, it had not yet refined the life seeds and could not transform to the strongest level. It was difficult to stop Zi Bo.
"Zutian, wake up quickly!"
The cow roared, and was knocked away by three palms. Zi Bo's posture became more and more powerful, holding a weapon with one arm, full of murderous intent, and the strong men from all sides started shooting from the most perfect angle.
In the scene recorded by the treasure mirror, Zibo's hair was covered with purple cold electricity, glowing from the inside out, and the incomparable divine force stabbed Juntian with force.
"Don't use spears, use fists!" the Eighth Prince reminded, feeling that this would be more of a deterrent.
"boom!"
Zibo nodded and stepped back.
Immediately afterwards, all parties re-recorded.
Zibo came, roaring to shake the world, displaying incomparable domineering force. He raised the war spear with one hand, and crushed it with his fist with the other hand, hitting Juntian's chest, and thunderous sounds broke out for nine days.
"Look at this sound effect!" The Eighth Prince stroked his beard and laughed, and everyone around him also laughed.
However, the smiles on their faces quickly froze. Zu Tian's sleeping body awakened on its own when encountering danger, bursting out with golden energy and blood, and its loose black hair was dancing wildly, full of invincible majesty of its generation.
"Boom!"
Thunderous light erupted from his chest, and Zibo's fist exploded due to the shock, and was sent flying horizontally, almost hitting the rock wall.
"What?"
The Eighth Prince was horrified. What kind of inter-layered body is this? Can it explode independently after losing its soul? The great sage-level body will rot after the shock!
This is somewhat unbelievable.
On the contrary, Juntian's body only shook for a moment, and there were some bruises and cracks on his chest, but overall he was fine!
"Asshole!"
Zibo's face was twisted in a ferocious manner, this was simply a shame and a great humiliation!
The Dongxu Taoist Palace opened, and two streams of pure energy rushed out, killing each other, raising their fists to crush Jun Tian.
However, due to the change in his physical body, Juntian's soul returned.
The Yuan Shen was sitting cross-legged in the sea of spiritual consciousness. The severe pain coming from his chest made Juntian's pupils become cold and he shot out golden cold electricity.
"Are you still alive?"
Zibo's heart trembled as he approached. He didn't dare to look at the shadow sitting cross-legged in front of him, feeling that he was facing a ferocious dragon that was about to go crazy!
Jun Tian glanced around with cold eyes. When he saw Niu and Xiongda being suppressed, and when he saw these powerful men from the Purple Holy Dynasty, he could not help but feel the terrifying murderous intention spreading within his body.
Jun Tian stood up indifferently, with boundless murderous intent in his pupils. He pressed here alone, like a prehistoric ferocious dragon. His purple pulse was trembling under the pressure, and his Taoist heart was suppressed!
"This is impossible!"
Zibo found out that his Taoist heart was obscured, as if he was facing the invincible supreme being and the way of heaven!
"Boom!"
Jun Tian raised his feet and pressed forward. The unstoppable waves of the road surged across the sky and came in. The purple pulse trembled under the pressure, and he couldn't help but cough up blood and flew out.
"Asshole, kill!"
All this happened within a short time of electric fire. The Eighth Prince sacrificed blood-stained rags, emitting the wails of ghosts that filled the sky, making people shiver to the skin and bones.
Jun Tian was surprised, the boundless resentment was like billions of evil ghosts coming to attack him!
Even if the legendary skin is broken and without the laws of order, it can still produce lethality and can easily pollute the body and soul of the strong.
Jun Tian pointed a finger, and Wandao Soldiers were activated, casting a projection of the Immortal River, blocking the blood-stained rags!
"What kind of treasure is this? This is the Immortal River of Ten Thousand Treasures. It is extremely clear. Is this the real thing?"
The Eighth Prince let out a mad roar and launched a series of powerful weapons to kill Zu Tian!
However, he could not change anything. Purple auspicious clouds spread out from the ancient immortal river, breaking through the earth in an instant, and the resource secret realm exploded, forming an abyss!
"The intelligence is wrong, retreat quickly!"
The Eighth Prince was stunned. What kind of rare treasure was this? It was beyond his cognitive level!
"Risk your own life to give someone a head!"
Xiongda couldn't help but laugh. Jun Tian definitely succeeded. Dongxu Taoist Palace was promoted to the holy level, blended with Jun Tian's body, and exerted terrifying fighting power. He hit it with a fist, and then, there was nothing more.
"He has reached the level of a great saint!"
The Eighth Prince was in despair. The storm coming from the fist seal was so cruel that it covered the heart of the strong men. The wind of the fist tore apart the space. Several strong men who were seriously injured died on the spot.
Jun Tian glanced at these people with deep eyes and said: "You, the only ones who don't even have the courage to face me, dare to come and kill me."