Tang Xuanming's ability to change the celestial phenomena was not inferior to his. Both of them were shrouded in a thick storm, and no one could see their expressions clearly.
Under such circumstances, his condescending expression disappeared, and instead a smile appeared on his face, and he directly began to recruit Tang Xuanming: "Your talent and strength have won my respect, and I can allow you to control this world with me.
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"Whether it's wealth, power, status, beauty... everything is available."
"But I just want to blow your ass off."
The wooden sword in Tang Xuanming's hand shone slightly, and the thunder in the sky became louder and louder.
The keen six senses made Emperor Shitian faintly aware of a kind of uneasiness, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from. He wanted to end it all decisively.
But the sudden rise of Tang Xuanming in front of him made him a little afraid to take action easily.
Wuming in the Chinese Pavilion raised his head and looked in the direction of Tang Xuanming for no reason, and the same was true for other top figures dormant in this world.
The fight between Emperor Shitian and Tang Xuanming attracted the attention of the whole world.
Tang Xuanming didn't care about this. He lowered his eyes and raised the sword in his hand. In a daze, Emperor Shitian felt that the thunder in the sky was getting heavier.
Then the whole world saw a shocking scene.
An extremely bright bolt of lightning fell from the sky, followed the guidance of Tang Xuanming's wooden sword, and suddenly struck Emperor Shitian's body.
The Gang Qi that Emperor Shitian had cultivated for thousands of years only withstood it for less than a second before it shattered and was completely enveloped by the lightning.
The hundreds of civilians and members of the dragon team who were here were all shocked, watching the storm gradually dissipating in the void.
Looking at Tang Xuanming, who was suspended in the void alone with his sword.
The god-like Emperor Shitian just now had turned into charcoal and fell powerlessly at Tang Xuanming's feet, without any breath on his body.
A phoenix with bright wings rushed out from the charred body and sank into Tang Xuanming's body.
In the spotlight of everyone, Tang Xuanming showed a faint smile.
Then the body shone little by little in the void, and finally the whole person was as bright as the sun, disappearing little by little from feet to head.
Finally, it completely dissipated into the void. Only a black wooden sword was left behind by Tang Xuanming at the last moment when he disappeared and was inserted in front of Emperor Shitian's body.
"Shattered Void?!"
Wuming, who rushed here as quickly as possible, was stunned and speechless.
And an old man appeared silently in the void, looking at the body of Emperor Shitian lying on the ground, silent.
Wen Chou Chou took advantage of the fact that no one had come to their senses, and quietly walked up to Emperor Shitian's body. He didn't care about the charred body, and pulled out the black wooden sword.
Then he quietly disappeared among the astonished crowd.
Fire Qilin stared at the void for a long time, and did not leave there. Instead, he kept wandering in place, making this snow-capped mountain where no one came here all year round once again become a forbidden land in the martial arts world.
And when the news of Tang Xuanming's Shattered Void spread, countless martial arts people came here.
This place has become another kind of holy place in the name of the world, but because the fire unicorn lingers, no one dares to go too deep and just waits and sees from a distance.
Feel the grandeur of the martial arts ancestors.
All traces of Tang Xuanming's existence in the world have been discovered.
When someone discovered the Holy Spirit Sword Technique engraved on the tombstone of the Sword Master and the Ant King Technique left by Tang Xuanming in the world.
The Jianghu once again fell into a bloody storm, but all this had nothing to do with Tang Xuanming.
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The void at the center of Gujing Wubo's altar rippled again, and a little spiritual light flew out from it, carrying a loud dragon's roar.
Then it gradually transformed into Tang Xuanming's appearance. Tang Xuanming sat cross-legged on the ground as before, refining the majestic and sadistic dragon energy in his body bit by bit.
While he was refining, the center of Gujing Wubo's altar suddenly shook again.
A blood-red phoenix flew out from it, screaming and trying to sink into Tang Xuanming's body.
But when he was about to submerge into Tang Xuanming's body, three loud dragon roars suddenly came from his chest, and a layer of transparent ripples enveloped Tang Xuanming's body. The phoenix hit Tang Xuanming's body and was hit hard.
's bounce.
He let out a sharp scream in the void and wanted to continue rushing into Tang Xuanming's body.
As a result, we saw three dragon heads emerging from Tang Xuanming's chest. The black dragon was mighty and domineering, the bloody dragon was cruel and ferocious, and the golden dragon was unparalleled in splendor.
The bloody phoenix looked twice and saw hostility in the eyes of the three divine dragons. It stopped charging forward and stayed where it was, lowering its head and combing away the feathers on its body.
That expression seems to say, I don't bother to argue with you.
"call!"
Tang Xuanming let out a long breath, feeling the majestic power in his body, and couldn't help but feel a little happy.
The strength of Emperor Shitian he finally met did not exceed his expectations, but he was killed by one blow, which made him a little happy.
But he also felt that it was natural, because his last blow was not any martial arts, but the tribulation light from the perfect world.
It was the innate magical power that belonged to Emperor Huangtian, and was forgotten by him because of the loss of the Supreme Bone.
But with the help of the altar, he successfully obtained this method, and reminded the child of this method, the innate magical power that he was born to control.
In Fengyun's world, Tang Xuanming didn't want to be entangled with Emperor Shitian, so he directly killed him.
He used the strike of God's calamity light that he had initially understood to chop Emperor Shitian into charcoal, as if God was testing the world.
No one in Fengyun's world can withstand that blow. He is truly the number one in the world.
The wishing point was still rising steadily and persistently. It was already one hundred and thirteen when he left. It would still jump occasionally, but very slowly.
Tang Xuanming sniffed and looked at the various martial arts secrets, local customs, and books on mechanism and creation that were sorted into categories like a library in the altar.
A little satisfied, he collected these bit by bit.
He touched his nose and said to himself: "It seems that there is no need to go to a world that is too low. Should I choose a more powerful world next time?"
In the world of wind and cloud, except for the fusion of dragon veins that brought his Ant King method to a higher level, it did not give him much help.
As the Ant King Technique reached the third level, his Qi and blood became more and more frightening, and he could already feel that the various internal power techniques had brought him little help.
His strength has exceeded one million kilograms, and among the martial arts he knows, there are almost no martial arts that can compete head-on with his strength.
The world of martial arts can no longer meet his needs.