Chapter 203 The Disciples of Zitian Palace Here Are Not Allowed to Be Extraordinary.

"He's from Ziyang Star." Cui Heng looked up and chuckled, "What a coincidence, it's this person."

"Master knows this person?" Li Mingqiong asked curiously.

"I met him when I came back from Taicanxing." Cui Heng nodded gently and said, "Let's go out and see what this person wants to do?"

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Feng Guanglin's sudden arrival directly put the Great Zhou Palace on alert.

Countless Yulin troops were mobilized one after another to firmly guard the palace.

The cultivation of these sergeants is not low, and they are also wearing special armor, holding special weapons, and are ready for battle.

However, facing a creator like Feng Guanglin, no matter how many, there is no meaning.

Feng Guanglin just appeared above the palace and didn't even take the initiative to exude any momentum, which made these Yulin soldiers feel frightened and their whole bodies couldn't help but tremble.

This has nothing to do with courage, this is fear from the instinct of life.

The Creator is so powerful!

Feng Guanglin looked down, looking at these trembling sergeants, with a sneer on his face, and thought to himself: "Small, so insignificant, a bunch of ants!

"Wait another three breaths. If they haven't come out yet, kill the ants below to warm up. It can be considered an appetizer."

Perhaps some of his thoughts spilled over, and he immediately formed a clearer murderous intention.

In an instant, the sky over a hundred thousand miles around became turbulent. .

The day turned into night in an instant, the sky also lowered, and the earth trembled.

And countless animals hiding deep in caves, underground, and trees all began to flee in great haste, running away in great distances.

It was almost as if he expected what would happen next.

"What do you want, Your Excellency?" At this time, Hui Shi stood up. He walked in front of all the sergeants, looked directly at Sun Guanglin, and said in a deep voice, "Isn't such an invitation too rude?"

Although his cultivation realm is only at the saint level and has not even reached the King of Saints, the nature of his power is actually given by Cui Heng's magic power, which is somewhat special.

This allowed his soul to be nourished by Cui Heng's magic power at all times, and his ability to withstand pressure was naturally far greater than that of a normal saint, or even the king of saints.

"Is it you?!" After Feng Guanglin saw Hui Shi, he frowned and said in a deep voice, "You are indeed from the Great Zhou Kingdom. It just so happens that you can go to Ziyang Star with me. By the way, Go up to the person who was standing next to you earlier.”

"If I want to invite you, sir, please send me an invitation." Hui Shi didn't care about this threat and said calmly, "If you don't even have an invitation, please come back."

"..." Feng Guanglin was stunned when he heard this, and was very confused in his heart.

Then he looked at Hui Shi carefully, but still found nothing.

He is obviously just an ordinary saint, nothing special. Compared with the last time we met, there seems to be no difference.

But how could such a little saint ignore the pressure of his own momentum, and where did he have the courage to take the initiative to explain like this?

However, as long as this person is still a saint, he will definitely not be able to change the world.

Although the distance between the Saint and the Creator does not seem too far away, only separated by one King of Saints, in fact this small distance encompasses almost infinite distant space.

Not to mention one saint, even hundreds or thousands of saints are just numbers to the Creator, not worth mentioning at all.

It's totally not worthy of his fear.

In Feng Guanglin's view, he only needs to pay attention to the two creators this time, and now he also needs to add the mysterious man named Cui.

As for the saint in front of me...

Gu Qiang

"Invitation?" The expression on Feng Guanglin's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes locked on Hui Shi, and he sneered, "If you want an invitation, I will take you to get it!"

Before he finished speaking, the clouds in the sky suddenly lit up with purple fire, and in an instant it condensed into an extremely huge palm of purple flames, which was grabbed directly towards Hui Shi.

Extremely hot purple flames scorched the heavens and the earth, causing the temperature of the area tens of thousands of miles around to rise rapidly in an instant, making people feel as if they were in a furnace.

At the same time, everyone in the Great Zhou Kingdom also saw this huge hand and felt the terrifying pressure on it. They all couldn't help but want to kneel down.

Feng Guanglin just stood there without moving. He just changed his mind and mobilized such a huge power of heaven and earth, causing the entire Dazhou realm to fall into chaos.

He didn't even use the Creator's unique magical power, nor did he perform any powerful martial arts. He just used some basic means.

It's roughly equivalent to the force of an ordinary person's hand casually tapping the table.

As the target of the purple giant hand's attack, Hui Shi naturally endured the greatest pressure. At this moment, he felt that his whole body was on fire.

Both the skin and the internal organs seemed to be ignited by the high temperature brought by this giant purple hand.

And he had no room to resist.

He could only watch as he was burned alive.

"It's boring." Feng Guanglin shook his head upon seeing this and looked at Hui Shi with disdain, "An ant-like thing can't even withstand this little strength, but it dares to..."

At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Sun Guanglin's words.

"In the Great Zhou Dynasty, disciples of the Purple Sky Palace are not allowed to possess extraordinary powers."

The sound was not loud, but it resounded throughout every inch of Dazhou in an instant, and was heard by all the people in Dazhou.

Before he finished speaking, everyone felt that the blazing high temperature disappeared, the giant purple hand in the sky collapsed instantly, and the terrifying pressure that permeated the heaven and earth no longer existed.

The perception in the Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty was even more obvious. The Yulin Army immediately felt that their whole bodies were relaxed, and there was no longer the pressure of fear and fear.

Hui Shi also felt that the burning and oppressive feeling that enveloped him had disappeared. He hurriedly saluted to the source of the sound and said, "Welcome, sir!"

Not far away, it was Cui Heng and Li Mingqiong walking slowly.

At this time, Feng Guanglin, who was originally flying in the air and aloof, had become full of fear, and his eyes were full of unbelievable emotions.

"How is this possible? How is this possible? Where is my cultivation? Where has my cultivation gone?!"

He looked down at his hands and kept shaking his head. His voice was full of panic and fear, and he couldn't believe the facts at all.

"Oh no!!"

Feng Guanglin suddenly screamed, full of panic.

He fell directly from the sky!

This powerful man from the Purple Sky Palace of Ziyang Star, the Creator who had practiced Taoism for more than ten thousand years, fell from the sky like an ordinary person!

He waved his arms and legs wildly, trying to maintain his balance and fly again.

But this is of no use.

Just after Cui Heng's words appeared, the laws of the entire Great Zhou Kingdom changed. As long as the disciples of Zitian Palace are here, they will lose all extraordinary abilities and become like mortals.

This is the case with Feng Guanglin now.

boom!

There was just a muffled sound, and the Creator fell directly not far in front of Cui Heng, with his head bruised and bleeding, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state.

Cui Heng looked down at him and chuckled: "We meet again. We are really destined."