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Chapter 714 Plan to resurrect the Holy Body of the Precious Wheel

 Zhang Wenchang, with a domineering aura, faced the two Dacheng tyrants inside and stepped on them without hesitation.

On weekdays, the cave is surrounded by a myriad of things, with clouds and mist shrouding it, exuding auspicious light.

But at this time, it was like a big earthquake had occurred. He was shaking violently and made a thunderous noise.

Zhang Wenchang's big foot fell from the sky and stepped directly on his face. This was a kind of contempt and a silent humiliation.

Buzz buzz.

A treasure wheel flew out, and the cold light shone. Countless formation patterns emerged, and the supreme formation was resurrected to protect the entire planet.

Rumble.

The treasure wheel is flying, with six worlds spinning on it, just like the real world reappearing, exuding immeasurable divine energy, trying to swallow Zhang Wenchang into it.

"Six paths of reincarnation, changes in the universe, total suppression!"

The voice of a Dacheng Hegemon roared, shaking the sky in all directions. The treasure wheel turned red as blood and made the sound of wind and thunder.

Zhang Wenchang's big foot collided with the treasure wheel before it collapsed.

With a clang, the entire universe was roaring, and countless supreme formations were burning, emitting bright divine light.

"The World of Six Paths? Six Paths of Samsara Fist? You are so cruel!" Zhang Wenchang scolded angrily.

This six-path treasure wheel is made from the flesh and blood of the Dacheng Holy Body.

He forcibly detained the soul that had become a holy body, and then refined it into a weapon god.

This six-path treasure wheel is very mysterious. The six-path divine light is bursting out, coming from six ancient worlds. The flesh and blood of the holy body attracts them and brings out the secret of the six-path reincarnation.

Although this weapon is very magical, Zhang Wenchang can feel the cry of the soul inside.

That's the weapon god inside. He can't help himself, and it's very painful to be transformed into a war slave.

He was unwilling to be enslaved and was manipulated by the Overlord to attack the holy body of Zhang Wenchang. He couldn't help himself.

Zhang Wenchang felt that this Dacheng Hegemony was too much. As a supreme figure, he was so ruthless.

"I have a secret technique that may be able to free you and reappear in the world. Now, my fellow Taoist, please sleep for a while."

As Zhang Wenchang spoke, a bright purple haze bloomed all over his body. Zhang Wenchang was trying to cover up the divine light of the Purple Gold Pagoda.

Zhang Wenchang roared and rushed forward. Countless stars were being destroyed, and the moon and sun of the Overlord Star also exploded.

The bright purple haze blurred the world and swallowed up the six-way treasure wheel.

Zhang Wenchang quickly took action, controlled the Purple Gold Pagoda of Divine Marks, and forcibly suppressed the Six Paths Treasure Wheel into the Purple Gold Pagoda.

"Just this Six Paths Treasure Wheel can't stop me!"

"You two ground rats, get out of here!"

Zhang Wenchang put away the six-way treasure wheel. The sky was filled with purple and the haze disappeared. There were still terrifying thunder and lightning around him. It was a natural disaster, but it no longer posed a threat to him.

Zhang Wenchang stretched out his big foot and kicked towards the Overlord Planet again, as if he wanted to kick the planet like a ball.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

Two powerful voices roared together.

These two elderly hegemons are worried that they will die after a bloody battle.

Zhang Wenchang took advantage of this and kicked them hard.

Rumble.

The sacred mountain immediately exploded, countless formations shattered, and all living creatures within a radius of 100,000 miles exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The creatures on the Tyrant Ancestral Planet are trembling. Their sacred mountain is their spiritual symbol, and now it has been kicked to pieces.

To them, it's like Mount Buzhou broke and the sky fell.

A huge piece of immortal source flew out, like a burning sun. It was Dacheng Hegemon Xuanming, breaking the seal and flying out.

"A battle in the outer wilderness of the universe! Let's go!" Dacheng Hegemon declared, flying into the starry sky, taking Zhang Wenchang with him, he flew into the outer wilderness of the universe.

A battle at his level could easily turn the Overlord Ancestral Star into dust.

Even if there are countless supreme-level Dao patterns there, even if the planet is not broken, the creatures on it will not be able to bear it.

Zhang Wenchang has regarded the Tyrant Ancestral Planet as his own, and is unwilling to smash this planet to pieces.

What's more important is that Zhang Wenchang has an experimental idea in his mind to mass-produce hegemonic bodies, and this is undoubtedly the best place for testing.

This Dacheng tyrant took out a bottle and poured it into his mouth.

There was bright red blood inside, and red clouds rose to the sky. Only half of the bottle was left, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Obviously, the blood of the Dacheng Holy Body who was killed by him was refined into blood essence by him, and his body was trained into the Six Paths Treasure Wheel.

Xuan Ming roared, and seventy-two rays of cold light rushed out of his body. They were seventy-two fairy swords, flooding the place overwhelmingly.

It turns out that this Dacheng tyrant possesses a incomplete set of secrets, and he used this set of secrets to refine seventy-two fairy swords.

It seems that this is a very thoughtful Dacheng Hegemon who even tried to refine seventy-two immortal swords like Lingbao Tianzun refined the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

But it is obvious that the quality of these seventy-two fairy swords is not good, the material is too poor, and its composition secret is also incomplete.

Because the material of these seventy-two fairy swords was too poor, they could only be refined into forbidden weapons.

The number of uses of forbidden weapons is limited, but one advantage is that they are extremely powerful.

Then one hundred and eight heavenly knives flew out of this Dacheng Hegemon's body, forming another formation.

He refined the one hundred and eight heavenly swords with his supreme formation pattern to make up for the missing parts of the seventy-two fairy swords.

"This is a weapon refined by the secret of composition, and then combined with the supreme magic circle of my lineage, the power is infinite." Dacheng Bati said.

"If you can break this formation, then I will admit it!" Dacheng Hegemony, full of confidence.

Zhang Wenchang felt happy when he saw these weapons.

This old guy doesn’t know how mysterious Zhang Wenchang’s Purple Gold Pagoda is.

That Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda can easily suppress even the extreme weapons and kill the weapon gods inside.

This set of fairy swords and flying knives is simply a gift to Zhang Wenchang.

"In that case, let me see what's so great about your formation." Zhang Wenchang said coldly.

Rumble.

The war broke out.

Zhang Wenchang's whole body exudes bright purple haze, burning brightly.

The secret of Xingzi allows him to feel at home in this formation and travel through space at will.

Under the cover of these countless divine lights, flying swords one after another and flying knives one after another were quietly taken into the Purple Gold Pagoda of Divine Marks.

By the time this Dacheng Hegemon discovered something was wrong, it was already too late.

The last few dozen flying swords and knives were swallowed up by the Purple Gold Pagoda, and they were all suppressed inside.

The war continues, and what is happening here is that the sky is shattering, the sun and the moon are dim, and the stars are shattering one after another.

He defended the domineering fist with the Six Paths of Samsara Fist, and the old man was so domineering that he vomited blood.

"Old thief, your game is about to end!" Zhang Wenchang mocked.

"No, you are such a soft little thief. You can't do it at all. I can't die!" This grown-up tyrant vomited blood, but he still spoke harshly.


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