Chapter 1234 Kunwu Celestial Being

Zhang Jun gathered five hundred warriors with the law, each of which was equivalent to a magician, and could display extremely powerful magical powers. As they rushed, five hundred magical powers blasted over. The colorful magical powers were extremely gorgeous, with ice arrows flying, wind blades cutting, lightning and thunder raging, and space tearing. As soon as they met, half of Mr. Kunwu's five hundred warriors were knocked down. Although these warriors had the momentum of princes, they were artificially created after all, and they were very weak.

Zhang Jun was not merciful, and with a light shout, the five hundred warriors actually formed a killing formation, which was the third killing formation of the ancient times. Once the formation was formed, waves of terrible killing intent swept across the scene. I saw a chain of law sweeping across, instantly splitting the remaining warriors in the painting into two, turning them into dots of ink, and falling to the ground.

Mr. Kunwu, who had always been casual and elegant, finally changed his color. He sighed softly and said, "Tian Hou has great skills. It seems that I have to use some skills."

Everyone was shocked. He drew five hundred princes with one stroke and said he didn't use any skills? Then what are his real skills?

In Zhang Jun's mind, all five hundred soldiers disappeared. He looked at Mr. Kunwu and wanted to know what other powerful skills he had. Mr. Kunwu waved his brush and heard a "chi la" sound, as if the space was torn apart at once. Everyone present, including Ling Tian Hou and Zhang Jun, suddenly entered a void and empty space.

There was no four directions or up and down in this space, no time passed, only people who came to celebrate the birthday.

"Where is this? Why do I feel like my body can't move?" Someone exclaimed, but unfortunately he couldn't make a sound and could only spread his divine thoughts outward.

"I know! Mr. Kunwu is going to use his ultimate move, one stroke for one world! When he makes a stroke, a world is born!"

"We are all princes, why is there such a big gap? Mr. Kunwu can create a world in a single thought, which is much stronger than us!"

Zhang Jun's expression finally became serious. He glanced at Mr. Kunwu opposite him and said, "One stroke for one world, I admire you."

Mr. Kunwu said lightly, "The real competition has just begun, Marquis Guantian, are you ready? I hope I won't hurt you in the next duel." At this moment, this supreme painter finally showed his due edge.

Zhang Jun smiled, he put his hands behind his back, glanced left and right, and said, "You use the void as the drawing paper and your mind as the pen, and you have to create your world here. Interesting. I happen to be good at this, so let's have a good demonstration."

Mr. Kunwu said no more, holding the five-color starlight pen, and billions of runes flew out of the pen tip. Then the void shook, and behind him, the world appeared vividly in front of everyone. On the endless grassland, one billion cavalrymen rushed to attack, and their target was Zhang Jun. The momentum of these cavalrymen was well combined, like a spear, releasing sharp murderous intent.

Zhang Jun laughed loudly, and the world behind him changed with a wave of his sleeves. It was also an endless grassland, and one billion heavy infantrymen with long spears appeared, and the long spears were specifically able to restrain cavalry.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and the momentum of the two billion troops' attack was earth-shaking. Some viewers actually felt that they dared not look at it, and subconsciously turned their heads away. The two armies fought against each other, with loud noises, the earth was shaking, the cavalrymen were thrown to the ground, and the heavy infantry also suffered heavy losses.

Zhang Jun was excited, and with a long roar, he showed the killing spear and led the way. This killing spear was obtained when he condensed his clone, and it can be improved as his strength increases. In other words, this spear is a part of his body and life, and will accompany him for life. If he can achieve Hunyuan one day, this killing spear will also be upgraded to a plane magic weapon.

The spear swept across, thousands of cavalry were swept away, and then exploded into rune fragments. The heavy infantry behind him kept advancing, gradually gaining the upper hand. It can be predicted that it will not be long before Mr. Kunwu's cavalry will be wiped out. Of course, Zhang Jun's side also suffered a lot of losses. It was good enough that 200 million of the 1 billion heavy infantry were left.

Mr. Kunwu was not impatient, chanting: "One stroke cuts the soul!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his pen and drew a stroke towards Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun felt that the will of heaven was attracted, and a strong murderous intent descended, hitting his soul directly. This attack was so powerful that it was impossible to resist. Zhang Jun's heart was awed, he let out a long roar, and twelve shadows of big knives appeared behind him, which were the Tiangang knives.

The Tiangang knives, the most rigid and masculine, represent the killing and cruelty of the will of heaven. The spiritual objects of heaven and earth are part of the will of heaven. At this moment, he used the Tiangang sword to fight against the will of heaven. It was like a tit-for-tat, neither of them giving in.

Zhang Jun snorted coldly and said, "You are so proficient in controlling the will of heaven. You must have reached the level of heavenly perception, right?"

Mr. Kunwu nodded and said, "Not many people in the world know the difference between law perception, Tao perception, and heavenly perception. Even among the princes present, only a few know the difference. Since you asked me, you must have a clear path of practice. It's amazing."

Seeing that the other party admitted it, Zhang Jun said contemptuously, "You bear the will of heaven with the way of painting, but how much do you bear? To say that you are the 'Son of Heaven', I think it's a stretch. At most, you are a 'Heavenly Scholar'."

It turns out that when you reach the level of heavenly perception, you can obtain the authorization of heaven's will, patrol on behalf of heaven, and enforce justice on behalf of heaven. The more you control the will of heaven, the greater the power you get. Like Mr. Kunwu, the amount of heaven's will you get is relatively weak, so you can be called a Heavenly Scholar. Going up, you can get more heaven's will and have the power to control heaven's punishment, so you can be called the Son of Heaven. Above the Emperor is the Heavenly Master, which is another level higher.

As for the final stage of Tianjue, it will surpass Tianshi and can be called Shuntianjun, that is, obeying the will of heaven. Shuntianjun takes another step forward, and can break through the shackles and achieve the Daluo fruit position, thus becoming Daluo Tianjun, also known as Nitianjun. Nitianjun can act against heaven and enter the different planes.

Like Zhang Jun, now as a Dharma King, when he enters the Tianjue level, he will at least be a cultivator of the Son of Heaven level, and will eventually be able to become a Tianshi, Shuntianjun, and finally impact the Daluo fruit position. In fact, the most important thing for the cultivation of the quasi-Daluo level is to comprehend the omnipresent will of heaven.

Mr. Kunwu in front of him was a Dharma Master at the Fajue level and a Dao Lord at the Daozun level. When he enters Tianjue, he can only become a Tianshi, and the authorization of the will of heaven is limited.

After listening to Zhang Jun's words, Mr. Kunwu said lightly: "Even if I am a Tianshi, I still have the power to enforce justice on behalf of heaven, and this power is enough to kill you."

Kill? Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes and responded word by word: "Okay, I will wait for you to kill me!"

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