Chapter 1392: The Final Chapter: The True King Comes to the World
Chapter 1392 The Final Chapter The True King Comes to the World
Author: Chen Dong
Chapter 1392 The Final Chapter The True King Comes to the World
"What, how is it possible? Ah...!" Holding the "Legacy" holding the True King's decree, he first turned pale and then screamed because his hands were burned.
Then, with a pop, his hands turned into ashes and disappeared.
He came from Source No. 3, the wonder of his return to his true form, and could be called a great demon. He was extremely powerful, but he was in a miserable state right now.
"Ah..." He shook his arms. After losing his palms, his forearms were also burning. Visible to the naked eye, black ashes fell down.
"Oh my God!" Around him, even the other "relics" from Gui Zhen's wonders were frightened and quickly distanced themselves from him.
Even though it was Zheng, a powerful person with two six-death attacks, his hair stood on end and he decided to stay away because this monster should not be weaker than him.
The big demon's face was distorted. He shook his bare arms and dropped the decree... to be precise, he passively abandoned the decree and fled backwards with a pale face.
In the process, the inexplicable fire spread to the ends of his arms. He gritted his teeth and even let go of his shoulders. He was so cruel to himself that it exploded from his shoulder blades, accompanied by blood and fire. He groaned,
Screaming and stumbling away.
It was not just as simple as the destroyed part of his physical body, but also the corresponding part of his soul. Moreover, the most terrifying thing was that even though he tried to recover and reshape his body and spirit, in the end he also lost the corresponding part of his origin and Taoism.
Directly dropped!
Even a true saint is difficult to kill, and it takes many times to do so.
However, now that he suffered a trauma, the foundation of two six-breaks was torn apart, and he was almost cut down to the level of a single six-break.
His scalp is numb. What kind of method is this? There is a high probability that the master of the extraordinary source No. 1 did it himself. Otherwise, how could he burn the true king's decree?
On the spot, in the void, the decree burned fiercely, and the true king's body burst like a bubble, and dispersed like a colorful mist of light.
Originally, all the true saints were palpitating, even trembling, and were suppressed by the decree of the True King's domain. However, events suddenly turned. Now the decree was suddenly destroyed by an inexplicable external force and burned as ordinary paper.
Between heaven and earth, the texture and rhythm of the True King's realm are like a vast ocean bursting its banks, collapsing, and then suddenly collapsing. There is an unpredictable power stirring everything, breaking through the decrees and burning them up.
"Oh my God!"
"A true king has arrived and taken action!"
Many powerful people finally came to their senses and couldn't help but whisper. When the decree filled with endless coercion was easily torn apart and ignited, it caused huge waves.
At this moment, all the saints bowed their heads, their hearts were surging, and they were all longing for it. What if they stepped into this field? This is the supreme giant.
Generally speaking, a creature of the True King level is the master of an extraordinary source!
Obviously, the decree was not written casually by the True King, but left his spiritual imprint, which is equivalent to being officially "sealed" with the soul, and contains the unpredictable True King's energy.
Otherwise, what's the point of writing thousands of decrees at will?
Everyone heard it. In the time and space of the past, present, and future, there was a cold snort, which was the murderous intention when the true king's mark was burned.
However, this was of no use. The mysterious True King was tough and destructive. It was like two eyes flashed across the void, and it was like two True King swords were shining through, shattering and burning everything.
"How is it possible that it was my king's decree and it turned into ashes like this?" The big demon who lost his arms was trembling there, his face was pale, and his lips were trembling.
On the 36th level, the key member of the Hot-Blooded Elderly Celestial Group died, and he said: "He really looks like a... eunuch."
Although he did not show up, his words came through clearly. People were shocked at first, but when they heard his comments, they were all stunned and couldn't help but grin.
In one breath, everyone's eyes in the entire world were turned in one direction.
The big demon just now held the decree in both hands and looked like he was commanding all the saints. Not to mention, it really had some flavor.
"It looks very similar!" Ge stared at the "relics" of losing his arms and evaluated seriously.
Even in such a serious occasion, many powerful people showed strange expressions, and the atmosphere was quite weird. Mamoru, Decay and others were even laughing unabashedly.
The big demon from the wonderful scene of death No. 3 had his heart and lungs exploded, lost his arms, and was ridiculed as a palace man. This was a naked humiliation.
Before the incident was over, there was a vast atmosphere between heaven and earth, and at the moment when the golden decree burned into ashes, a low roar came from the No. 3 mainland.
Even though they were still separated by deep space and extremely far apart, at this moment, people all felt a sense of oppression originating from their souls.
And, for the first time, a ball of light broke through time and space, like a condensed source of the universe. The inside was extremely dazzling, splitting open the new mythical world, breaking into the 36th heaven, causing some parts of the New Holy City to tremble, and some in their minds.
I was shocked by the sense of emptiness.
The veteran true saints also had their hair on end. It was too dangerous. They all retreated like a tide. Their bodies were out of control, shaking slightly, and they felt a biting chill.
"kill!"
A killing sound actually burst out from that ball of light. It was the rhyme shouted by the true king's consciousness, condensed into a symbol. Vaguely visible, a huge and boundless figure breathed out killing light and launched this attack.
People were stunned. This was a single-word curse uttered by the True King. It had such power that it could cut through the mythical universe without even taking action.
The killing character hit the two "objects" in the void that looked like fire and two true king swords.
In fact, those were Wang Xuan's two gazes, shining in the void, arousing the killing intent of the true king on the opposite side, and delivering a terrifying blow.
Clang!
The two gazes, like the vibrating sword of the Supreme King, swept across the past. In the terrifying collision of Tao Yun, time and space were shattered, and the past, present, and future were all turned upside down and reshaped.
The saints retreat again and again!
Because, the entire venue is being destroyed, the 36 heavens are collapsing, twisting, and in a trance, everything is coming to an end.
"It turns out to be the sick king. You are seriously ill. Why don't you take care of yourself at home?" King Wang Zhen's voice came from the void, becoming more and more mysterious.
The word "kill", a curse that embodies the true meaning of the Supreme Way, exploded and was cut open by two eyes, completely broken.
Those words sounded a bit like cursing, but they were also true. Although Yang launched an attack just now, he really hadn't recovered from his injuries and had quite a problem.
On the No. 3 mainland, Yang's face was more solemn than ever before. He was sure that this should be the unknown true king who intercepted the main peak of the wonderful scene of his return last time.
"Maybe... he has recovered from his illness, and he is very likely to be an intact true king!" Yang's expression was full of evil, making No. 3's local extraordinary world seem to have entered a severe winter.
However, he also frowned and felt the slightest pressure. Why did the other party recover so quickly?
"Which true king was he in the past?" Wu Ye asked, and he decided to join forces with Yang to weigh this unknown and terrifying strong man.
The new mythical world, the 36 collapsed heavens, the collapsed supreme meeting site, time is flowing backwards, and everything that was destroyed is being reshaped.
Even every plant and tree, such as the red maple trees and tea trees by the lake, are recovering quickly and have been completely reproduced.
With Wang Xuan's action, everything destroyed by the true king's brief confrontation was restored.
Then, he wandered out, the light of his spirit shone slightly, arrived at Source No. 3 with his spiritual will, and took the initiative to confront the True King on the opposite side.
At this level, he didn't even send out a boat in the mist. If the distance was not too exaggerated, he would travel directly in a free and easy way, and he could arrive quickly.
"Well, between the two true kings, apart from Que Yang, there is really one more?!" Wang Xuan frowned. Sure enough, this side is confident because there is a new true king to support him.
In an instant, he left a shadow of his transformed body in the 36th heaven, and his real physical body became blurred, resonating with the spirit and will heading to the No. 3 homeland, like two sides of the Tao, achieving some kind of unpredictable entanglement.
In an instant, when his spirit and body resonated, he appeared on the 3rd mainland as a whole. This way of traveling is terrifying.
Wang Xuan was in the heavy fog, and did not avoid the two true kings. Instead, he stepped directly towards the wonders of the True Return of Core 3.
At this moment, his heavy footsteps shook the sky.
Whether it is the saints in the 36th level of the new mythical world or the strong men in the local area of No. 3, they all feel panicked and their scalps are numb. The true king has come to the world and is in the midst of a confrontation!
Especially on Mainland No. 3, hearing the dull and breathtaking footsteps made my heart tremble.
"He came here on his own initiative?" In the Guizhen Wonderful Scenery, the tall and imposing True King, Wu, looked surprised and his face became serious.
Wang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and the fog that spread out from him was boundless, and even the true king could not find out the deepest secrets.
He approached the core of Source No. 3 from high in the sky, and then, broke through the sky and descended downwards.
"How courageous!"
"How dare one person face the two of us?"
Yang and Wu spoke at the same time, and both true kings emitted monstrous runes. It was the fragments of the avenue boiling, and it was the light of rules rising into the sky.
At this moment, time and space seemed to be in chaos in No. 3's native transcendent realm. All the saints were frightened and all fled into the distance, not daring to peep around the True King's dojo.
"Just two sick kings!" This was Wang Xuan's response. The confidence in his words and the strength in his indifference were undoubtedly evident.
When he stepped through the sky and came down, he didn't take any special action. The royal road texture on his body was densely packed, and the most original true king's collar was crushed down.
With a roar, the time and space of the present world seemed to be shattered. When he stepped down with his feet, he crushed the vast and endless magnificent mountains and rivers in the wonder of Guizhen.
You know, there is a large formation with six realms here, and every inch of the mountains and rivers is protected by supreme runes, but it is still crumbling.
Yang had a cold look on his face. How could he tolerate this when it came to his doorstep? He recited the mantra and the supreme magic, and it became a reality in an instant.
It was like a tangible regular track, a dazzling realm of true kings, accompanied by the phantoms of all spirits opening their eyes, as if an extraordinary and prosperous world appeared and blasted into the sky.
The true king, Wu, opened his mouth and let out a clear roar, and a ray of light rushed out, like a river that washed away the past, present and future, stirred up terrible waves, slapped towards the sky, and smashed everything into powder.
Wang Xuan's expression was indifferent. He took one step as if he were stepping out of an era, wading through the lake of time, crossing the avenue and river, and stomping down with both feet.
The sky collapsed, the sea of time evaporated, and after the three true kings met, there was a fierce confrontation in the field of Tao Yun.