After hearing this strange voice, all the monks present looked for it in unison.
However, after seeing Sun Bing's figure, everyone's expressions were different.
The faces of powerful men such as the Immortal Old Man and the Evil Emperor Xuantian were full of loss, and the despair in their hearts was even worse.
As for Zi Shuang and other Daiyun Sect monks, there was deep disdain between their brows.
Only Empress Longji was very excited.
In addition, Wu Zhuo also had a trace of doubt in his heart.
After all, the entire Penglai is now shrouded in his power. With the blessing of the Wheel of Destiny, even the lord of an ordinary era cannot escape his control, let alone a mere emperor.
Immediately, Wu Zhuo didn't hesitate at all, and the power in his body continued to explode, sweeping straight towards Sun Bing.
For a time, the vast Penglai was filled with wind and clouds, and countless black mist gathered, almost condensing into substance, roaring forward in a mighty manner.
Whenever you are blown by this black wind, no matter how firm your will is, your mind will be affected.
There was even a Lord of the Era who temporarily turned against him because of the bewitchment of these forces.
Fortunately, Old Man Changsheng, Empress Longji and others had already been on guard against this, so there was no big loss.
Then, under the spotlight of everyone, the black wind came directly in front of Sun Bing, almost wrapping his entire body in it and eroding him countless times.
Just when Wu Zhuo thought he had successfully controlled Sun Bing, he could see a dazzling edge emerging.
Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black wind was cut off directly.
And Sun Bing's figure appeared on the spot again, even looking into the distance with a hint of sarcasm:
"That's it?"
These two simple words were equivalent to the ultimate mockery in the world. Wu Zhuo's expression immediately became distorted, and he even couldn't help but roar:
"What a little kid, I don't know how you broke through these constraints.
But for an ant like you to dare to treat me like this, you are really asking for your own death."
The moment the words fell, Wu Zhuo's aura surged by more than a fraction, and even the Wheel of Destiny roared towards Sun Bing.
If it could only be regarded as a casual blow before, Wu Zhuo now clearly regards Sun Bing as an opponent of the same level.
Facing such an enemy, Sun Bing also did not dare to slack off at all. The Qingping Sword appeared in his hand as soon as he thought about it.
"Creation of heaven and earth"
I saw an extremely dazzling sword light suddenly descending, and every monk in Penglai felt as if there was a light on their backs.
The sword light swept toward the distance with mighty force, even wanting to split the entire Penglai in half.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light has intersected with the Wheel of Destiny.
"Boom"
The earth-shattering sound resounded in all directions. Although it is an innate treasure, there is almost no power in the world that can split the Wheel of Destiny.
But the violent power contained in the confrontation still caused the wheel to fly upside down like a kite with its string broken.
Seeing the scene in front of them with their own eyes, everyone's expressions changed.
Because with the strength shown by Sun Bing at this moment, he is fully capable of changing the situation of the battle.
Just as everyone was thinking a lot, Sun Bing stepped forward in one step. At the same time, with a thought in his mind, the sword box behind him suddenly opened, and four flying swords shot into the sky.
"Zhuxian Sword Formation"
A strong murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire Penglai. The original Penglai Immortal Island looked extremely dark due to the power of the five turbidities, like a netherworld.
But now, when the Four Immortal Killing Swords appeared, the black mist was directly washed away, and everything turned into bloody murderous intent.
Within sight, one can even see white bones and countless resentful souls.
If one's Taoist heart is not firm, one's own will may collapse in such an environment.
Taking this opportunity, the Qingping sword in Sun Bing's hand flashed with fluorescent light, and finally he swung it out suddenly.
"Destroy the Way"
The black sword light cut through the bloody space, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Wu Zhuo.
Feeling the huge threat contained in this, Wu Zhuo was extremely shocked, but his reaction speed was extremely fast.
All that could be seen was that his body dissipated in an instant, and he once again turned into an inner demon and merged into the bodies of thousands of great emperors, narrowly escaping the black sword light.
At the same time, these thousands of great emperors almost unanimously said a spooky and weird voice:
"I have to say that you are indeed quite weird. A mere emperor actually possesses enough power to pose a threat to me.
It’s just that you just stopped here. Under such circumstances, what other trump cards do you have?”
As the saying goes, it is disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. Wu Zhuo is also not a good-tempered person. At this moment, he is directly controlling these thousands of emperors.
For a moment, all that could be seen was many streams of light shining above the vast sky, and various powers erupting at the same time.
Seeing this situation, the expressions of many strong men such as Changsheng Old Man, Xuantian Edi and others changed in shock, and they even couldn't help but burst into anger:
"No, fellow Taoist, please get out of here."
But as soon as these words were spoken, countless vast powers could be seen falling directly on Sun Bing.
Although at first, Sun Bing successfully withstood many attacks with his immortal golden body.
But even a drop of water can penetrate the stone, and each of these attacks was caused by an emperor-level monk burning his own blood essence and even falling into a demonic barrier.
The power contained in it was so terrifying that Sun Bing's skin finally couldn't resist it one after another.
In the end, only his body could be seen completely submerged in the intertwined Taoist rhyme.
At this moment, the Immortal Old Man, the Evil Emperor Xuantian and many other powerful men all closed their eyes in unison.
You must know that facing that kind of power, even the lords of the era like them can only retreat, let alone Sun Bing, a mere emperor.
Under such a terrifying encirclement and suppression, the opponent must have been shattered to pieces long ago.
Thinking of this, many monks present sighed softly.
I originally thought I could turn defeat into victory, but I never expected that the last glimmer of victory would be extinguished.
As for Wu Zhuo at this moment, he laughed arrogantly:
"An ant is an ant after all. Although I don't know where he got the means to threaten this emperor, it still doesn't count..."
However, before the words were finished, a familiar voice sounded again:
"Isn't it a little premature for you to say these words at this moment?"
This voice shocked countless people, and as for the five turbidities, they couldn't help but hesitate:
"You, you, what's going on with you? Why aren't you dead yet?"
After all, even if the emperor reincarnated his third incarnation, it would be endless years before he could return.
So now that Sun Bing appears again, it's really weird.