Wang Zun sighed slightly, feeling pity and pity for Ye Qing.
However, there must be something hateful about poor people.
If it weren't for Ye Qing, he wouldn't have to spend too much energy wasting his true energy.
In particular, Ye Qing's cultivation level is not weak. It is difficult to hurt him, and even harder to kill him. And it is even harder to hurt him and make him unable to fight without killing him.
Wang Zun admired Ye Qing's character and did not want to take his life.
It's a pity that you can't pass this level without killing him.
"Then kill him."
With Wang Zun's cultivation, it is not difficult to kill a great God Qitian.
Even if the mother river of the era no longer has the main source of disaster, he can still do it easily.
Just killing Ye Qing would cost him a lot, and there was a resentful dragon in this city.
The God-Emperor who controls the origins and the Monkey King who understands order are two different things.
The reason why Wang Zun took action in the end was simply to save his true energy in case of unexpected events.
But now it seems that this step is difficult to achieve.
"die!"
At this thought, Wang Zun mobilized all the power of the main source of disaster that he had cultivated all his life, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and the infinite law of order of the avenue turned into a shining blue spear, and he threw it at Ye Qing.
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Hey!
This shot was a reversal of disaster, shattering and reversing all the laws of the great road. The laws of Zhou Xu in front of Ye Qing sent out ripples of time distortion, and even the laws of time were destroyed.
Ye Qing transformed his lifelong cultivation into ten thousand swords and fought with all his strength. In the end, he was no match for Wang Zun, and all the swords were destroyed in one fell swoop.
puff!
The blue spear penetrated Ye Qing's chest with the power to shatter everything, and the powerful penetration nailed him to the cantilever beam on the second floor of the pavilion.
Feeling the rapid passage of his cultivation on the Great Dao, Ye Qing's face showed neither joy nor sadness. He looked in one direction and said: "My lord, Ye Qing has tried his best. I will pay back everything I owe you in this life."
After saying this, he ended with a smile on his face.
"He is a respectable person, but it is a pity that he is with the wrong person."
Everyone who was fighting fiercely outside witnessed Ye Qing's death with their own eyes, and they all looked sad.
This is the cruelty of the road.
No matter how powerful you are, you will inevitably die when you encounter a strong person.
At this point, all the obstacles of the square towers have been cleared.
However, there was no trace of pleasure on Wang Zun's face. He slowly raised his head and looked at the upper floors of Zhufang Tower.
There, a boundless aura with a strong evil smell was slowly approaching.
"Girl."
Wang Zun reached out and took out the pass token and threw it to Nie Yao.
Nie Yao was startled.
"Senior, this..."
"I can only leave it to you to save people. I believe in you. Even if it's for your father, you will definitely be able to rescue Hun Zun."
After saying that, Wang Zun raised his bright fists and flew towards the top of the towers.
There, a wild laughter echoed in the towers.
"Haha, old man, my lord is indeed right. You do want to come to save people. It's a pity that you can't succeed as long as I am here."
Resentful dragon!
Above the Zhufang Tower, a plump yet burly figure slowly emerged, with a demonic aura around him, and a strong and pungent fishy smell permeated the air.
Who else could it be if he wasn't a resentful dragon?
"King Zun!"
Nie Yao was moved.
It is not difficult for Wang Zun to kill Ye Qing, but it is also not difficult for Resentful Dragon to kill Wang Zun.
The strength of the emperor-level warriors lies in their origins.
Although the Resentful Dragon is the weakest among the emperors, he still stands at that unreachable height, making people fear him like a real god.
However, at this time, Wang Zun had put aside all distracting thoughts. As he flew into the sky, his great foundation began to burn.
boom!
A scornful aura swept across the entire place, and before the two of them could fight, the huge and terrifying Qi machine was like dozens of long swords that tore apart the towers into pieces.
Debris of glazed glass, jade tiles, and mahogany were flying all over the sky, and a storm of sword energy tore the barrier of Burning God Jueyan into two halves.
Everyone who was fighting fiercely outside the tower all raised their heads in amazement, and saw the king's whole body flashing with the light of origin, and he was killing the resentful dragon like a moth to the flame.
"Origins? How could you have an origin?"
The resentful dragon couldn't help but change his expression.
I thought he was an old immortal who was as easy to deal with as Ye Qing, but I didn't expect him to suddenly break through to the Imperial Realm. How did he do it?
Wang Zun's eyes were not squinting, and there was only murderous intent on his face.
"Origin? No, this is just caused by burning the will of the main source of disaster left in my body. Although it is not the real origin, it is enough to kill you."
After Wang Zun said that, he hit the resentful dragon with a powerful punch. The latter did not dare to be careless when he saw this, and quickly activated the origin of his poisonous sword to converge on his arms and set up a hard block.
boom!
The two figures separated as soon as they touched each other, and each of them flew out from the towers.
But immediately, Wang Zun, who was coughing up blood, kicked the ground hard with both feet, and exploded like a cannonball.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two emperor-level figures started fighting in the sky above the Zhufang Tower. There was no extra fancy skills, it was a head-to-head fight. In just one breath, Wang Zun fired a total of three thousand punches, and without exception, they all landed on the resentful dragon.
On the body that is called peerless hard body.
Although most of the punches were blocked by his arms, there were still hundreds of punches from head to toe and mouth.
Wang Zun’s fists are very hard.
Putting aside order and focusing on the origin, the destructive power of disaster is so great that even annihilation cannot match it.
However, Wang Zun could not hold on for long.
Burning the power of origin that does not belong to him is equivalent to internal friction. The origins of his cultivation are countless. Burning a little bit less until they are completely consumed is the only way to die.
However, Wang Zun did not consider this at all.
Even before setting off, he knew his position and ending.
The resentful dragon was forced to panic and released the poison wildly, intending to use the poison to consume this madman-like old man.
It's a pity that Wang Zun didn't care at all and allowed the poison to corrode his body to bring down the resentful dragon.
The two fought fiercely, and their injuries continued to worsen.
Wang Zun didn't care about his own life or death at all. He also knew that the demonic body of the Resentful Dragon was extremely hard, so every time the Resentful Dragon decisively attacked, he would not dodge, and would constantly destroy the Resentful Dragon's body by exchanging injuries for injuries.
, the soul is even the foundation of the great road.
How terrifying it is for a god-burier to go crazy, just look at the desperate people of the Baji River Kingdom.
Even those mortals who have lost their cultivation can frighten the gods of good and evil, let alone the seven gods of burial, whose cultivation is second only to the king.
But to be precise, Wang Zun's strength mainly comes from the source of disaster.
His origin is calamity, but he cannot integrate and refine calamity, but calamity is nourishing him.
Originally, it was impossible to create a master through this method of gentle cultivation.
But the problem is that Wang Zun has been practicing for a long time.
He came into existence from scratch, and after tens of billions of years, he almost never left the mother river of epochs.
Add to this the fact that the flow of time there is tens of millions of times that of the outside world, and you will know that Wang Zun's cultivation is abnormal.
boom!
Wang Zun and Resentful Dragon exchanged moves again. This time it was still the same as before. Wang Zun took a punch from Resentful Dragon with his chest, and then inserted a sword finger into Resentful Dragon's chest.
Facts have proved that even the most powerful God-Emperor is not physically immortal.
Even if it's a resentful dragon.
There are hundreds of large and small scars on the body of the resentful dragon, and there are three fatal injuries, namely the heart, Zifu and the center of the eyebrow.
His momentum became weaker and weaker as he fought, but Wang Zun became more courageous as he fought.
It's like a reflection.
"Made, bastard, old man, if you dare to hurt me so much, I won't spare you."
The resentful dragon was furious, and the dark green poisonous evil mist burst out of his body. At this time, he had transformed into his true body, but he still couldn't do anything to the king who didn't care about his life, so he had to use all his strength to make a last ditch effort.
Of course, he believed that Wang Zun could not kill him at all.
After all, he is the God-Emperor.
"Deep poisonous waves."
The resentful dragon raised its head to the sky and let out an angry roar. It opened its mouth in an instant. The bloody mouth was like an evil beast swallowing up the world. Boundless poisonous mist spewed out from it, surrounding the king.
Visible to the naked eye, Wang Zun's body was melted rapidly. This was the origin of the Poisonous Poison, a poison strong enough to kill everything in the world.
Violent poison became the origin, and it is not an exaggeration to say that its toxicity is the most toxic in the world.
Even Wang Zun can't stop it.
Seeing his body melting before his eyes, a smile appeared on Wang Zun's face.
"After fighting for so long, I have been waiting for now. You are finally willing to use your poisonous origin."
As soon as these words came out, Yuanlong was startled.
At this moment, Wang Zun suddenly rose into the air and pounced towards the mouth of the resentful dragon.
His body turned into droplets of bloody juice in front of everyone, moving quickly, just like the Chaos Saint Ancestor sprinkled his flesh and blood on the earth to nourish all things when he created the world.
When he arrived in front of the resentful dragon, Wang Zun had turned into a small gray-white shadow.
The gods of burial were all stunned when they saw this, and their eyes burst into tears.
They seemed to see Wang Zun smiling.
"what are you doing?"
Resentful Dragon was confused and couldn't understand Wang Zun's behavior at all.
At this moment, Wang Zun used his last life essence to turn all the calamity power in his body into a ball, and escaped into the origin of the poison.
"I've been fighting for so long, just waiting for you to use Origin, because only in this way can I kill you with disaster."
"Under a catastrophe, any origin will be wiped out. After all, the origins are hostile to each other. I use disaster to plant poison into the pit, and you will die."
After Wang Zun finished speaking, he dismissed his troops.
The Resentful Dragon let out a cry of pain. He could already feel that his poison was being worn away by an extremely overbearing and powerful force.