Chapter 1237 Good Performance!

After Chen Qingzi incarnated into the Heavenly Dao of Mingzong and came to the Weiyang Dao Domain, there was no possibility of reliving the matter of life and death. This is the same whether it is the Weiyang Clan or its alliance sects.

Because of the control of resurrection, this is the basis of Mingzong's war with the Weiyang clan this time, otherwise... this battle is unnecessary, so at this point, Chen Qingzi, who is Mingzong's Tiandao, has extremely strict control , most of the authority is used here, so that even though the Weiyang clan has a lot of authority in heaven, it is still lacking in this point.

Therefore, all those who have died in these years have really died, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a death of the body... For example, at the moment when Wang Baole's left hand touched the center of his eyebrows, the patriarch of Kyushu Dao, he It's already... the body is dead, the dao is gone, and the body and spirit are gone!

In fact, if the normal fighting method is changed, with the joint efforts of these five great sects and the restraint of Shui Shengmu, even if Wang Baole launches Remnant Ye, it will be difficult for him to defeat the Kyushu Dao, which can show the combat power of the universe in his sect. The ancestor killed so cleanly.

In this battle, Wang Baole took a trick. He first suppressed all the killers with Canye, and then took out the core of the Tao of the Nine Dao Patriarch, that is, the drop of tears.

Although what he took out is essentially an illusory projection, but... between illusion and reality, it is often just a contrast of strength and weakness. To some extent, it can be compared with lies and truth. When lies are so powerful that When it is believed by all, then it is the truth.

On the contrary... the truth can also become a lie.

Illusion and reality are just like this. When illusory meditation is stronger than reality, then... who is real? Who is illusory?

This question is difficult to answer, but Wang Baole proved this point with his own Taoism. His illusory tears, under the premise of obviously suppressing the ancestors of Kyushu Taoism, Jiudao itself suddenly weakened, so that in the end, one will fade away. Under the circumstances, he is no longer a cosmic realm, but a quasi-universe.

As for the quasi-universe... for Wang Baole, killing it... is easy!

Amidst the roar at this moment, the Patriarch of Kyushu Dao's body trembled, and he barely opened his eyes to the end. When he looked at Wang Baole, he no longer had the breath to speak.

During this dissipation, the visible aging of his body was as if tens of thousands of years had passed on his body in one breath, and his body directly turned into meat paste, and then turned into fly ash, dissipating in the mountain gate of Kyushu Road.

At this moment, the surrounding battlefields became quiet for an instant, and the monks of Kyushu Dao were all trembling, watching this scene blankly, with disbelief in their eyes.

I don't know who was the first to speak, and the crying sound spread all over the place in an instant.

"Old Ancestor!"

"Old Ancestor!!"

As the cries echoed, all the monks of Kyushu Dao bowed down to the place where the ancestors of Jiuzhou disappeared, with expressions of extreme grief. It was the entire Kyushu Dao, which was created by the ancestors of Nine Provinces, and made Kyushu Dao grow from a small Zongmen, all the way to today.

It can be said that he has paid attention to every disciple here. Although to the outside world, he is a cruel and treacherous old thief who is hated by countless people, but to Kyushu Dao itself, he is the god who protects everything.

At this moment, the gods fell.

At this moment, the guardian disappeared.

At this moment, faith collapsed.

What followed was endless confusion and fear of the future, which made all Kyushu Dao disciples feel bitter in their hearts.

Amid the echoing cries all around, Wang Baole looked as usual, neither moved nor merciful, because he knew that if he died in this battle, then the Nine Dao Patriarchs and the Kyushu Dao Zongmen would not come to sympathize with him .

"This is the world of practice!" Wang Baole glanced at the other four sects, and following his gaze, the monks of the other four sects on the battlefield all lowered their heads and dared not look at him, even these four sects Da Zong's ancestors were also terrified, trembling uncontrollably.

"Surrender?" Amidst their trembling, Wang Baole said lightly.

"I'll wait...surrender!" As his words echoed, the patriarchs of the four sects seemed relieved, and immediately bowed their heads to pay respects one by one. Even the disciples of their respective sects all knelt down and paid respects to Wang Baole.

During the visit of the four monks, Wang Baole raised his head and looked at the starry sky. His eyes seemed to be able to travel through nothingness. The figure that stopped suddenly at the moment of death.

It is... the Emperor of Light!

His complexion was extremely ugly, staring at the galaxy in front of him, his eyes met Wang Baole in the galaxy, across the starry sky, and an angry growl came from his mouth.

"Wang Baole!!" He came late, and Yao Tong did everything he could to meet Wang Baole's request. He delayed the Guangming Emperor for more than 20 breaths, and bought enough time for Wang Baole.

"I'll give you three breaths, if you don't leave... I will kill you!" Wang Baole said lightly.

"one!"

"You!!" The Emperor Guangming's whole body shone with brilliance, and his aura burst out. There was struggle in his eyes, but there was fear hidden in the depths. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Baole yelled out the second number.

"two!"

As the number was called out, the coldness in his eyes made the Emperor Guangming's heart tremble. He felt the murderous intent, and he understood that Wang Baole in front of him not only had the strength to kill himself, but also was a decisive person to kill.

So at this moment, even if he is unwilling in his heart, his body will instantly retreat, and in a short time, he will leave the sanctuary of the leftist way.

"Send my maid back." Wang Baole's voice came out almost at the same time as the Emperor Guangming's speed exploded and he galloped backwards. The Emperor Guangming waved his sleeve without any hesitation, and she threw out the dying demon pupil from the sleeve in an instant.

But at the moment when the demon pupil was thrown out by him, the demon pupil, who was obviously very weak, showed strong resentment in his eyes, which seemed to stimulate the potential in his body again, and his body turned into a big mouth in a flash, facing the Emperor of Light. Right hand, bite away instantly!

Click!

The speed was too fast, and under the pressure of Wang Baole, the Emperor of Light focused all his energy on guarding against Wang Baole, and didn't care about the demon pupil who had been seriously injured by him. In addition, the demon pupil already possessed cosmic combat power, so for various reasons All of a sudden, the Emperor Guangming was shocked, and a muffled groan came out of his mouth, his complexion turned pale for an instant, and half of his right hand suddenly lost half of his palm!

"You!!" Guangming's eyes showed madness, and he roared, the pain made his consciousness tremble even more.

"What about me, you dare to kill me in front of my master!" Yao Tong is also a ruthless person, and at this moment, he didn't retreat, but stood there, swallowed half of the palm in his mouth, so that he recovered quickly, and let out a sharp attack. voice.

The Emperor Guangming was furious to the extreme, but he could only endure it, and his body instantly backed up, because Wang Baole's figure had appeared between him and Yaotong vaguely, and he opened his mouth, like the number three, it was about to Shout out, so the Guangming Emperor roared, endured everything, turned around and galloped crazily.

Watching Guangming's leaving back, Wang Baole's eyes flickered for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of ​​making a move. At this moment, the monster eyes behind him showed a strange light in their eyes, and they also looked at Guangming fleeing like a bereaved dog.

She had never seen the God Emperor run away like this, and she never thought that after she swallowed the God Emperor's palm one day, the other party could only growl, but did not dare to fight back.

And all of this, she understood that it was not because of herself, but because of... the figure in front of her!

So gradually, fanaticism appeared in her eyes. This fanaticism came from the heart, from the soul, which made Yaotong feel a feeling that she had never had before. Following this feeling, she immediately bowed down.

"The servant has seen the young master!"

"You performed well." Wang Baole withdrew his gaze from looking at the distant figure of the Emperor of Light, and glanced at Yaotong, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and the admiration in his eyes, for Yaotong, instantly made her feel better. I felt an unprecedented sense of glory, and when I knelt down...his hips were raised even higher.