"This old man's strength is extraordinary, but I don't know if Zi Mingsheng can be his opponent?"
Su Chen looked at the opponent and said with a focused expression.
Judging from the current fight, the gray-robed old man from the Zhenwu Temple has extraordinary strength.
"kill!"
There was no winner in one attack, and the gray-robed old man attacked Zi Mingsheng again.
The palm of his hand was purple, like a purple cloud. There was no special move, but Zi Mingsheng, who was opposite him, did not underestimate the power of this palm.
This old man from the Zhenwu Temple has absolutely extraordinary strength.
After all, this is definitely one of the important forbidden areas of Zhenwu Temple.
He could feel the terrifying power contained in the opponent's palm, as well as the killing move contained in it.
"kill!"
He also shouted low, the light in his eyes flashed, and he punched out with his palm. The punch was followed by the dragon shadow, and the emperor's killing technique was directed towards the falling punch.
"puff"
The dragon shadow collided with the palm, and the dragon shadow was suddenly restricted by an energy, unable to move within it.
Bang!
The palms flapped one after another, and the restricted dragon shadow was smashed into pieces by the palms. It turned into a stream of essence and was melted away by the palms. The aftermath of the palms continued to move towards Zi Mingsheng.
The energy and blood in Zi Mingsheng's body surged, shattering the aftermath of the falling palm.
"Destroy you with one move! Purple Gold True Dragon Hand!"
Zi Mingsheng let out a long roar, his blood and energy soared to the sky, and his whole body's energy and spirit rose again. A huge dragon shadow appeared behind him. The dragon shadow turned purple and gold, and the entire sky trembled when it appeared.
"What a powerful wave of power!"
When Su Chen, who was watching the battle, saw this blow, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the purple-gold dragon floating behind Zi Mingsheng.
boom!
The giant dragon emerged, its huge eyes staring at the gray-robed old man in the Zhenwu Temple.
"boom!"
Zi Ming was so angry that he slapped the gray-robed old man with his big palm.
The purple and gold dragon circled behind him and followed the palm towards the gray-robed old man.
The energy and blood in this palm are strong, and coupled with the dragon turning over, it has a terrifying momentum and has unparalleled terrifying power.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the aura of the old man in the Zhenwu Temple was no longer calm.
His entire body radiated with brilliance, shining through thousands of flowers in the mountains and rivers, as stunning as a god holding flowers.
"True martial arts, true divine body!"
The gray-robed old man roared. At this moment, the blood and energy in the gray-robed old man's body became extremely terrifying, no worse than that of Zi Mingsheng.
The terrifying power burst out, like a flame, covering the martial arts arena.
boom!
He raised his palm and thrust it out, and a blurry figure appeared behind him.
The figure was shining brightly, and like the gray-robed old man, they shot out together, and the power of one palm was enough to crush the sky.
"boom!"
With one palm strike, the sky and the earth were covered, and every inch of space was filled with a terrifying divine radiance, which made people's souls throb!
The fists of Zi Mingsheng collided with each other.
"You are just a junior who wants to deal with me. I will kill you in my Zhenwu Temple today and use your blood to pour the stone sculpture of the temple master."
The old man from the Zhenwu Temple burst out with strength and shouted loudly.
"boom!"
He waved his palm again, as if a giant hand from the sky was pressing down.
The divine light is like clouds and sea, drowning everything, trying to suppress all Zi Mingsheng's attacks.
"boom!"
Zi Mingsheng's attack collided with the opponent's attack.
The purple-gold dragon was shattered.
And this time.
His body was directly slapped away by the palm of the gray-robed old man. His whole body was covered with blood, and cracks appeared on his body. The blood continued to flow out of the cracks and stuck together with the cracks.
He looked seriously injured,
"Well, this old man suddenly burst out with extraordinary power!"
Su Chen, who was watching the battle, was startled. He did not expect that Zi Mingsheng would explode, and the gray-robed old man would also explode. The power that exploded was stronger than that of Zi Mingsheng.
"His power has changed. He should practice the Shinto of the medieval period."
Yuan Suiyun said in a deep voice.
He has learned a lot recently, and has some understanding of the cultivation methods of gods and immortals. In this era, the cultivation method aims at transcendence, which is still different from the way of immortals and gods.
Detachment is based on the true energy in the body, supplemented by one's own soul, Qi and blood, to achieve detachment.
The Zhenwu Temple is a force that has emerged in this era. It has always shown people how to use force to defeat transcendence, but now some people are practicing Shinto.
Moreover, this person's strength is extremely extraordinary.
Zi Mingsheng, who was knocked back by a palm at this moment, had serious eyes.
He didn't expect that he would be slapped like this by the other party.
This is the first time he has been injured like this since he became a giant among the emperors.
"As expected of a master guarding this ancestral hall!"
Zi Mingsheng was surprised. He himself had become a giant among the emperors and could be considered a tycoon.
"The Zhenwu Temple is really extraordinary, what a pity!"
Zi Mingsheng's eyes narrowed, he actually came, of course he came with his trump card, the other party had a master here, which was what he had expected.
"You are so weak and yet you dare to come here. I really don't know why you have such courage!"
At this moment, the old man in gray robe stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Zi Mingsheng, and the power of true energy exploded from his body, everywhere.
The terrifying power fluctuations collapsed the surrounding void, showing absolute power.
Of course he will not underestimate this Zi Mingsheng.
"Really? Since I dare to come, I have the means to deal with you!"
Zi Mingsheng roared.
Suddenly a huge force appeared in my body.
This power quickly repaired his injuries and condensed a force outside his body to resist the aura emanating from the gray-robed old man.
"Interesting, but it's a pity that you still can't escape death!"
When the old man in gray robe saw this, he didn't give Zi Mingsheng time to change, and slapped it down with his big hand.
The true energy is like a sea, once again flooding the martial arts field. The true energy turns into a sharp light, and every ray can kill a strong man.
This much light of true energy is extremely frightening.
"Origin Monument!"
As this force continued to approach, Zi Mingsheng offered a huge stone tablet in his hand.
The stele is as dark as a stone platform.
As soon as it appeared, it emitted rolling power fluctuations, and every ray of light that swept through it was blocked by the stone tablet, making it impossible to take a step closer to Zi Mingsheng's body.
"Um!"
Looking at the huge stone tablet that suppressed him, the gray-robed old man's expression changed.
boom!
Just when his expression changed.
The energy fluctuations on the stone tablet spread out, instantly grew in size, and turned into a large seal, suppressing it towards the gray-robed old man.
The gray-robed old man punched out, and bang, his fist collided with the big seal formed by the stone tablet.
But the strength of the fist was completely shattered by the impact of the stone tablet.
The whole person was thrown upside down by the impact of the stone monument. The arm that was hit by the impact was bent and blood spurted out.
"How come you have the Origin Monument? Are you from the Origin Dynasty?"
The injured old man in gray robe knows the origin monument.