This man in green is called Yu Hong, and he is the third disciple of Di Que. He possesses the strength of the nine holes, but he has just reached the perfection of the nine holes and has not yet chosen any of the great avenues of heaven and earth as the way to break through the realm of chaos.
No carelessness!
Once you make a choice, if you give up in the middle, it is very likely that the nine-hole perfect body will not be able to withstand the breakthrough of the power of the law, and eventually the person will perish!
This is not a problem that can be solved by reincarnation. At least it will leave a scar that will follow you forever, or at worst, your soul will disappear directly, then you will really die.
As a being of Nine-hole Dzogchen, Yu Hong was certain that these seven words must have been left by a being stronger than him. But how powerful it was specifically, he was not sure at all.
It seems that he has only taken ten steps, so he should still be in a quasi-chaos state, but the pressure he feels is almost two to three hundred steps!
This should be completely impossible. How can there be such a contradictory conclusion? But it is the fact!
Yu Hong stared at the stone tablet, and after a while he said: "Who is your master?"
Lu Tong raised his head and said, "My master Zhou Heng!"
Zhou Heng? That Zhou Heng?
Yu Hong couldn't help showing a look of shock. Junior Brother Huotian, no, Junior Brother Huotian who was expelled from the sect! How could this guy be in such a remote and desolate planet? From a cultivation point of view, what kind of black hole level powerhouse is there?
Want to come here?
Saint Huotian is very awesome, but now... Butian Sect has three saints. Even if Huotian comes, no matter what, he will still come back!
I must be delusional!
How could Zhou Heng be so strong? Decades ago, he only had six holes. How could he break through to the realm of chaos in such a short time? He could only take fifty or sixty steps at most! This is already very impressive. But the ancestor of the Fudou clan is
It is a three-hundred-step Chaos Realm, which is more than enough to suppress a quasi-Chaos Realm!
Thinking of this, his fierce light blazed again, and he boldly grabbed Lu Tong.
Lu Tong bit her lip tightly. He was just the Emperor of Stars. Not to mention Jiudong, anyone in the Tianhe realm could suppress him! And he could only place his hope on the tombstone erected by Zhou Heng.
In his heart, Zhou Heng was omnipotent. Even if Zhou Heng said that he could rival a saint, Lu Tong would believe it without hesitation.
One palm fell!
Buzz!
The tombstone releases colorful light, the power of law flows, and finally explodes with terrifying power!
With a pop, Yu Hong's big hand was immediately shaken away. And his right palm completely turned into a rain of blood. A stream of light of law circulated around his broken wrist, causing the blood to flow like a pour and unable to stop at all.
!
Yu Hongdahe, how is it possible! How is it possible!
After all, he was a nine-hole perfectionist. How could he not even break a tombstone left by someone else, but instead shattered one of his own hands? He even discovered to his surprise that he could not stop the wound from healing!
The power of law is full of violent evil spirit!
That's because Zhou Heng was full of murderous intent when he erected the monument. The angry mood was passed down through the words he wrote, and merged into the law, making these seven words violent like a black sword once triggered!
Yu Hong made a prompt decision and cut off his entire right arm to the shoulder level, otherwise, he believed that he would bleed out all the blood! He was a nine-hole. The bleeding would definitely not kill him, but the blood of a strong man was also extremely precious. It was comparable to holy medicine.
Of course, it is a holy medicine that humans cannot digest. If it bleeds all over his body, his cultivation will inevitably regress, and it may even affect his understanding of the law!
When a strong man cuts off his wrist, it's not because he doesn't cherish his hand, but because he cherishes his life more!
Lu Tong was stunned to see that the other person was so awesome and coaxing, but his hand was shattered by a tombstone erected by his master many years ago, and he was forced to cut off his arm to protect himself! Then, a strong sense of pride arose in his heart. This is
His master!
Maybe he will never reach such a height, but he is willing to wait for such glory with his life!
Yu Hong's eyes were red. He stared at Lu Tong but did not make any move.
He doesn't want to lose another arm!
At this moment, a message suddenly came. He looked like he was listening. After giving Lu Tong a hard look, he suddenly turned around and left. It was in the direction of the Nujiang Sect - he had just received the news that the Fudou Clan
The ancestor has already set off and will arrive in just ten minutes.
As soon as this powerful man from the Chaos Realm arrives, it will be Zhou Heng's death!
As for this kid... let him live a little longer!
Lu Tong watched Yu Hong disappear. He first breathed a sigh of relief, and then showed an anxious look.
——He never believed that Zhou Heng was dead, but was in retreat, so how could he let these three people disturb the master's hard work? Even if he took a step back, even if Zhou Heng was really dead, how could he let others
Touching the master's body?
He also jumped back and ran back. Anyway, he had the runes given to him by Zhou Heng and could still use them several times!
Of course, his speed cannot be compared with that of the nine-hole strongman, but it is only more than ten thousand miles from here to the Nujiang Sect, and it is only a matter of ten minutes for the Star Emperor. When he arrived, boom, there was an extremely powerful force.
The will also comes at the same time!
puff--
Everyone under the mountain gate was vomiting blood, and everyone knelt down with their legs weak, like a rabbit encountering a tiger, only trembling.
Only Lu Tong's whole body was flashing with colorful light, blocking this will.
Phew, a figure fell from the sky. This was an extremely handsome man with a slender figure and slightly golden skin. He looked like a god descending from the sky. There was actually a halo behind his head, emitting a sacred golden light!
"I've seen Ancestor Fu Dou!" Yu Hong and the others bowed and saluted, their expressions were extremely respectful.
The opponent is a strong man from the Chaos Realm who has walked more than 300 steps. Even if they are disciples of saints, of course they must abide by the rules they should abide by - unless the Butian Sect and the Fudou Clan fall out, then they naturally do not need to be respectful to their enemies.
Ancestor Fu Dou waved his hand, and the golden light trembled on the back of his head. He looked at Yu Hong and said, "How could you be so seriously injured?" The dignified Nine-hole Dzogchen actually had an arm torn off!
Yu Hong's face was red. How could he have the nerve to say that he was chasing a little Star Emperor, but he fell into a trap and was led to a cemetery. In the end, his hand was shattered by a tombstone, and he had to cut off his arm to protect himself!
This is so embarrassing!
He hurriedly said: "Please ask Ancestor Huandou to make the decision and seek justice from Zhou Heng on behalf of this junior!"
Zhou Heng?
Patriarch Fu Dou and the other two disciples of Di Que were slightly shocked. That Zhou Heng?
It's not that Zhou Heng is powerful, but that Huotian slapped Shi Yang's face in public for Zhou Heng. Who can forget this kind of thing? Touching Zhou Heng is equivalent to angering Huotian, who is the best saint in the world.
Who frowned after hearing this?
"Ancestor, we have three saints in the Butian Sect!" Yu Hong quickly added when he saw the hesitation on the part of the Ancestor Huandou.
This is both encouragement and deterrence!
There are three saints in the Butian Sect, who are enough to fight against and even suppress Huotian. But with the three saints in one body, can you afford to offend a person from the Chaos Realm?
Ancestor Fu Dou frowned. He could naturally hear the meaning behind Yu Hong's words. It was because of this that he seemed a little dissatisfied. How dare you threaten him? It was only nine holes. If you dared to be presumptuous in front of him, you were really a fake and a tiger!
But Butian Sect is too strong, and the combined power of the three saints has surpassed that of Huotian, so he has no choice at all!
"Zhou Heng, come out and see me!" Ancestor Fu Dou said loudly, his voice booming like thunder from the nine heavens.
He was indeed a little angry.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Under the shock of his aura, people nearby were constantly shaken into rain of blood.
Yu Hong and the other two didn't care at all. In the eyes of the strong, the weak were just ants, and Ancestor Fudou didn't care even more. He was a divine beast, not a human at all!
"Not coming out?" Ancestor Fu Dou was already a little angry. Seeing that Zhou Heng actually dared to ignore him, he couldn't help but get even more angry. These saints' disciples are really bad-tempered, but they all just rely on their power!
He hates people like this the most!
"If you don't come out, I will destroy this mountain!" Ancestor Fu Dou raised his hand, and a huge golden palm fell from the sky, enough to wrap the entire mountain.
Card, card, card!
The palm fell from the sky, but before it landed on the mountain peak, cracks appeared on the entire mountain, spreading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. I am afraid that it will collapse before the palm falls.
Puff puff puff, on the other side, there are still people who are being shaken into rain of blood by the aura of Ancestor Hu Dou!
Landslides, ground cracks, and rivers of blood flow, it's like the end of the world!
"Master, please show your spirit and save the world!" On the top of the mountain, everyone in the Nujiang Sect prostrated themselves around Zhou Heng. The opponent was too powerful, so powerful that they couldn't even think of resisting.
Place your hopes on Zhou Heng.
Rumbling, buildings kept breaking and collapsing, a cloud of dust filled the air, and despair enveloped everyone's heart.
"Master!"
"Master, save us!"
"I beg you, Master, to have mercy, and I beg Master to show you your spiritual power!"
Everyone worshiped more devoutly, and they still had a glimmer of hope. Even though all the buildings and trees had collapsed, the big locust tree behind Zhou Heng was intact!
The palm in the sky slowly falls, and the seemingly sacred golden light will only bring destruction!
A branch of the old locust tree suddenly sprouted a new bud, and without anyone noticing, it suddenly glowed with endless vitality and greenery. This was the second time that the old locust tree became a dead tree, and the burst of vitality also
More vigorous.
This finally made everyone see it clearly. They couldn't help but be overjoyed. They all fell to the ground and murmured "Master". Even if they die now, they will have no regrets.
The big golden hand slapped down!
Wu Xiumei closed her eyes tightly, but she was thinking of an old face in her heart.
Buzz!
A flash of colorful light flashed, and Zhou Heng raised his right hand to hold the falling golden hand.
"Hahaha, boy from Taixu Sect, you still took action, I thought you were going to be a coward!" Ancestor Fu Dou laughed, "In that case, don't hide anymore, come out and die!
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"Old beast, do you want to be eaten by me so much?" Zhou Heng stood up, his white hair flying, but his pride was fully displayed. (To be continued...)