The first thousand five hundred and ninety-ninth chapters Hongguang old man
Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and with a touch of his right hand, the terrifying holy power turned into a huge golden palm.
The golden palm shot out like a sharp arrow and instantly rushed into the countless casual cultivators gathered at the edge of Jiuyoutian.
"ah!"
A scream sounded out, and where the golden palm pointed was a middle-aged man with gloomy eyes.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes were horrified, but he didn't expect Zhuo Wen to attack him directly.
"Open it for me!"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly, laws lingering around his body, holy power spurting out, and a big hand was also condensed.
Click!
However, when the two big hands came into contact, the middle-aged man's big hand condensed with holy power collapsed instantly, and the middle-aged man was like a chicken, being pinched by the big hand.
"He who heckles, die!"
Zhuo Wen uttered these words and squeezed it with his big hand. The middle-aged man groaned and was crushed to pieces.
Hiss!
Seeing Zhuo Wen's iron-blooded methods, the casual cultivators took a breath of cold air and remained silent.
They have all seen how terrifying Zhuo Wen's strength is in Jiuyoutian. He has survived the tribulation of the Saint and his cultivation has been promoted to the realm of Peeping the Mysterious Saint in one fell swoop.
And his combat power can even compete with the saints from the Yintian Holy Realm. In addition, he has the Immortal Sacred Artifact in his hand. This boy is absolutely terrifying. Ordinary saints are no match for this boy.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Zhuo Wen had a murderous intention and stared at the many casual cultivators in front of him.
He knew that these casual cultivators were all powerful men hiding in the various secluded realms. They were inconspicuous in the various secluded realms and were extremely low-key.
Now, great changes have taken place in the Nine Nether Realm, and these powerful men from the hidden world have finally been brought out.
It's just that although these hidden powerhouses are strong enough, no matter how strong they are, they can't be stronger than Qing Yuan, the master of Qinglong Palace.
The middle-aged man who was making noise just now is a saint who has the same ability to see into the Mysterious Saint Realm as Zhuo Wen, but he is vulnerable to Zhuo Wen's hands.
"Junior, are you too arrogant?"
Suddenly, among the many casual cultivators, an inconspicuous figure walked out.
This figure was hunched over and leaning on a cane in his right hand. He was over seventy years old and trembling, as if he would fall down at any time.
When this extremely inconspicuous old man came out, the casual cultivators around him became quiet.
"It's Old Man Hongguang. I didn't expect that after three thousand years, Old Man Hongguang is still here."
"Three thousand years ago, Old Man Hongguang fought against Qingyu'an, the master of Qinglong Palace. He was defeated and disappeared. Unexpectedly, he had been hidden in the world for three thousand years."
"Three thousand years ago, Old Man Hongguang was a strong man who competed with Qingyu'an. After three thousand years, I'm afraid he won't be able to cultivate enough."
Discussions rang out one after another, and the surrounding warriors were whispering and looking in awe.
"Old Man Hongguang?"
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man in front of him who was like a candle in the wind. This old man was getting old and would enter the coffin at any time. He was actually a peerless figure who competed with Qing Yu'an three thousand years ago.
"You don't need me to explain the dangers of the Celestial Insects to you in detail. It's not that I look down on you, but it's just that the Celestial Insects are too powerful. Your past efforts are in vain. Instead, they will only increase the strength of the Celestial Insects." Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Old Man Hongguang's eyes were deep and he said: "Are you just waiting for the Heavenly Insect to kill Master Cao Rong and then come to devour the countless creatures in our entire Nine Nether Realm? Do you have any better way?"
"Yes, why not?" Zhuo Wen said slowly and calmly.
"You're talking arrogantly, junior, get out of my way quickly, otherwise don't blame me, I'll be rude."
Old Man Hongguang's crutches slammed to the ground, and a terrifying power, like a giant beast from the wild, surged out of Old Man Hongguang's body, like a volcano erupting.
"If that's the case, then I can only knock you down before I can completely convince you."
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and there was a gap between his eyebrows. There, the Buddha and Demon Eyes slowly opened, and golden light and black light intertwined with each other, revealing a mysterious brilliance.
The Buddha and Demon Eyes were inherited from the Fighting Buddha and Demon Saint. After the two clones of Buddha and Demon broke through and became saints, they re-condensed into the form of Buddha and Demon Eyes.
Among them, the nine kowtows in front of the Buddha and the ten Jedi in front of the demons are inherited. The combination of the two is extremely terrifying.
"Junior, I only have a glimpse of the Xuansheng realm. Although the combat power is indeed extraordinary, Xuansheng is still Xuansheng after all. There is a gulf-like gap between him and Tiansheng. Today I will teach you a lesson."
As he spoke, a terrifying aura erupted from Old Man Hongguang's body, and at the same time, tens of thousands of rainbow lights swept out from the void behind him, forming long bridges of rainbow light, which were extremely majestic.
"Old Man Hongguang masters the Law of Rainbow Light. Judging from his aura, he should be in the Yintian Holy Realm. This level of cultivation is enough to crush all the Mysterious Saints."
When countless rainbow lights erupted and formed long bridges of rainbow light in the void, many casual cultivators around them backed away, their pupils shrunk, and they did not dare to approach at will.
"Junior, I won't kill you, I will only use three moves. If you can block it, I will retreat immediately; if you can't block it, I will hold back. I just want to teach you a lesson this time."
Old Man Hongguang glanced at Zhuo Wen indifferently, stretched out his skinny palm, and pressed hard. The countless long bridges of rainbow light fell from the sky, like meteorites, and hit Zhuo Wen.
Seeing this scene, many casual cultivators were frightened and their faces turned slightly pale. The full blow of the Yintian Holy Realm was indeed terrifying and not something that ordinary people could withstand.
Zhuo Wen raised his head and stared at the falling long bridge of rainbow light. The Buddha's demonic eyes between his eyebrows shone with gold and black brilliance.
"Kowtow to the sky nine times in front of the Buddha, and one time to the middle of the sky!"
Infinite Buddha light flashed out from the eyes of the Buddha and the demon, and a terrifying Buddha shadow appeared in the void behind Zhuo Wen.
This Buddha image has its eyes narrowed, its right hands clasped together, and a huge halo of light on the back of its head, like the scorching sun, bursting out with endless golden light.
I saw the Buddha's shadow suddenly knocking towards the sky, and a Buddha's palm shot out, facing the countless long bridges of rainbow light that were overwhelming the sky and the earth.
Boom!
With this knock, it seemed as if the sky was about to collapse, and the long bridge of rainbow light sweeping over the sky was frozen in the void as if time had stopped.
"What?"
Old Man Hongguang was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost, his attack was actually blocked.
"Some strength!"
Old Man Hongguang became serious. He squeezed his right hand again, and endless rainbow light burst out from his body, forming more long bridges of rainbow light and crushing them down towards Zhuo Wen.
"Kowtow to the sky in front of the Buddha nine times, and kowtow to the sky twice!"
Zhuo Wen chanted slowly, and the huge Buddha shadow struck again, and the supreme Buddha's voice rang out in the heaven and earth, deafening, and cracks began to appear in the whole sky.
Click!
Then, the densely packed rainbow bridge collapsed into nothingness, and the old man Hongguang groaned and stepped back dozens of steps, with a pair of turbid old eyes filled with shock and anger.
"What? Old Man Hongguang was defeated? Isn't this too fast?"
There was an uproar around him, and the casual cultivators who had been expecting Old Man Hongguang to teach Zhuo Wen a lesson fell into a daze.
Although Old Man Hongguang only masters one kind of Rainbow Light Law, he is still a saint in the Yintian Holy Realm. His realm is much higher than that of Zhuo Wen, but he actually lost in this confrontation?
"It's true that a hero comes from a young age. It seems that he is really old."
Stabilizing his figure, Old Man Hongguang seemed to have aged ten years again. He took a deep look at Zhuo Wen, then sighed and left Jiuyoutian.
As soon as Old Man Hongguang left, the casual cultivators gathered together began to disperse, not daring to stay in front of Zhuo Wen.
After dismissing these casual cultivators who planned to cling to Cao Rong, Zhuo Wen returned to his seat on the square platform of Shenyou Realm.
"Zhuowen, do you really have a way to deal with this insect?" Liao Si asked curiously.
This celestial insect is really amazing, very powerful, and it seems to have the terrifying ability to devour warriors and use it for its own use. It is an extremely troublesome thing.
"Yes! This kid does have a way to deal with sky bugs."
Zhuo Wen hadn't spoken yet, but Yang Yi did. He stared at Zhuo Wen with a smile and continued: "Junior brother Zhuo Wen, your current arcane realm alone is not enough to exert the power of the God of War Tulu. If it is possible, I will
I can help you."
As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Wen stood up suddenly and stared at Yang Yi. The vast holy power surrounded him, as if he was always on guard against Yang Yi.
"Junior Brother Zhuo Wen, don't be so nervous. Brother Wei said that I will tell you all the truth when the time comes. Anyway, for now you just need to know that Brother Wei and you are not enemies." Yang Yi said calmly.
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, he nodded doubtfully, and immediately sat on his seat. He really couldn't figure out how Yang Yi knew that he had the God of War's symbol on him.
This God of War Tulu was naturally given to him by Bifang. It has a great restraint effect on the sky insects, and the power of the God of War Tulu is also terrifying.
However, the God of War Tulu is quite mysterious. Zhuo Wen has been studying it before, so he has never used it. Except for Bifang and him, no third party should know that he possesses the God of War Tulu.
But Yang Yi suddenly spoke about the God of War Tulu, how could he not be surprised?
However, thinking about what Yang Yi had done before, he also knew that Yang Yi had no intention of harming him, but was instead helping him.
"Who are you?" Zhuo Wen stared at Yang Yi and asked cautiously.
"You will know soon. The show is about to end now. Don't miss it."
Yang Yi smiled slightly and pointed with his right hand at the battle in the center of Jiuyoutian.
At this moment, the celestial insects became more and more violent, and every attack was able to blast through the small world where the Nine Netherlands were located.
But Cao Rong was extremely miserable. The holy essence in the scroll was almost exhausted, and the shadow of the saint in the sky also became transparent, as if it would collapse at any time.
"Zhuowen, you little beast, I, Cao Rong, will never let you go even if I'm a ghost."
When the phantom was finally blasted into powder by the heavenly insects, Cao Rong looked up to the sky and let out an unwilling roar. The scroll in his hand was also shattered into powder, and countless bone spurs pierced through his body.
Poof!
Blood rained down in the Nine Nether Sky. Under the attack of bone spurs, Cao Rong exploded into a ball of blood mist. He was so dead that even the Nascent Soul in his dantian could not escape.