341 Victory

A palm of incomparable purity, a palm of domineering decision!

This is the characteristic of the power of the primordial spirit, and it is also the inevitable form of expression after practicing the Great Desolation Hegemony.

Under this palm, the heavens and the earth did not exist, and a huge void appeared completely between the heavens and the earth, between the forces of the two sides, and Wang Sheng's palm was clearly incomparable in this void, still faintly made of shining light toward the void. Press down on one side.

"No, run away!" one of the Dao Jindan masters on the opposite side exclaimed, his face was horrified, and he looked at the big hand approaching in disbelief.

Although the words were spoken, everyone listened to them and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Their bodies were unable to move, not because they were imprisoned, but because their minds were completely captured by the blow in front of them, making it difficult to move.

At the critical moment when the giant palms rolled down and the world fell silent, a soft sigh sounded.

"Why do fellow Taoists do this, they are just some juniors."

Wang Sheng raised his head and looked towards the sky above the clouds, where a faint figure of an old man floated like a fairy, dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, was looking at him with a dust in one hand and a tripod in the other, with admonishment begging in his eyes.

Seeing this figure, Wang Sheng smiled slightly, but he was very familiar with this person. It was the old man who was as famous as the Taoist ancestor in this world, and seeing the small cauldron in the other party's hand, which was no bigger than the palm of his hand, he was even more aware of it. It seems that the other party is really the destined person!

Speaking of such a person, it is also faintly admonishing from the person who decides the universe in this world. Wang Sheng should show some face, and even if it is not good, he can postpone the offensive and talk about the matter.

But Wang Sheng smiled, then shook his head slightly, and still pressed down with his palm without any scruples.

Li Er's face remained unchanged, but he sighed even more, and said, "Why bother, why?"

Yu Luo turned around and left without staying any longer, only a faint voice filled Wang Sheng's ears.

"If you have free time, fellow daoist can come to Tianwaitian to have a talk. I haven't thanked fellow daoist for your reminder."

Along with the sound, some information appeared in Wang Sheng's ears, which was the specific address and reason of Tianwaitai.

Wang Sheng understood it in his heart. At this time, the breath time passed again, and the giant palm finally fell without stopping, without any cover, and pressed all the fifteen air machines on the opposite side, and then there was a loud noise, and the air turned into Dust, the space turned into nothingness, everything was gone, and it was still just the golden palm slowly withdrawing.

There is silence on all sides, just like the scene of time, only the golden giant hand swept across the space and returned to its original position.

Wang Sheng's expression was strange, and a rare sense of joy filled his heart, which he had never felt before.

It is the pleasure caused by the power of the primordial spirit being suppressed for a long time and then released.

It is also the comfort of sufficient strength and domineering, unstoppable to the limit.

In addition, Wang Sheng felt like a moment of time stagnation as if he had hallucinated before recalling it, and gradually recalled it.

That should be the characteristic brought about by the power reaching a certain level, and it is the feedback that the world space cannot bear more power.

And that scene wasn't that time stopped, it was just a sensory limitation. In fact, the center of power was still changing at a speed undetectable to the naked eye, boiling all the time, so it seemed that time would stop.

Wang Sheng's eyes flashed. The blow just now was a blow he relied on his own strength and almost with all his strength. The effect was powerful, and it also made him truly know the level of his strength.

"Golden Immortal Peak!" Wang Sheng muttered to himself, the result was not much different from what he had imagined.

But he was still a little shocked. You must know that this is only 40% of the power of the primordial spirit, at most 45%, but it has already reached the peak of Jinxian. What if it is fully realized!

At that time, he was able to use 100% of his strength, and the improvement of his strength was not as simple as doubling and doubling!

Could it be possible to reach the level of Daluo Jinxian! ?

But this idea disappeared as soon as he turned in his mind. At that level, strength was no longer important, and what was important was mysterious things like Dao Xin.

The reason why a Da Luo Jinxian master could not be defeated by the group is entirely because at that level, the understanding of power is beyond what ordinary people can imagine, and the power in the body is not as concentrated as before, and it is even a matter of whether he still has a body.

The increase in Wang Sheng's strength can indeed allow him to surpass the level of Jinxian, and there is no pressure to kill Jinxian, but that's all. Facing Daluo Jinxian, he is still what the god said: an ant!

Withdrawing the strange feeling, Wang Sheng crossed the emptiness caused by the confrontation, looked at a certain direction in the sky, smiled slightly, and nodded.

And the next moment, a young man's figure appeared in that direction, with a calm face, holding a sharp sword in his hand, took a deep look at Wang Sheng, and then disappeared.

Wang Sheng didn't move extra, seeing the other party disappear, and the thunder above his head had finally reached its limit, and it was about to be activated. He shrunk down and returned to his original appearance with golden light all over his body.

The breeze blew, Wang Sheng's hair moved slightly, his eyes looked around casually, and his body disappeared with one step.

On the ground, Li Hong was in a very nervous mood at this moment. The formation on the opposite side was already clearly visible, but it was a group of burly warriors in black armor. All of them had strong aura and murderous aura, as if they had just emerged from the crowd!

Li Hong frowned tightly, "Heijiawei!"

He had heard about the reputation of this team, and it was Dayan's top 20 team. Unlike those usual opponents, this team was designed to protect the royal family. It never performed missions or participated in wars at all. He was sent out to deal with them.

Li Hong had an unspeakable feeling. He felt that he and others seemed to be receiving extraordinary attention. Could it be that he and others were really so threatening? Let Dayan be so suppressed?

Li Hong didn't think any more, and sent an order to let everyone guard the formation, while he glanced at the sky with a little worry, and saw the black hole that was absolutely obvious from the ground, and his mood tightened. Attack, whether the ancestor can bear it!

boom!

A sudden hum interrupted his thinking, and Li Hong's pupils constricted. It was the sound of guarding when the opponent's formation finally touched the three-headed dog.

"What's the situation!" He frowned and looked at the clan elder beside him.

The man looked solemn, "We can withstand such an attack for half an hour, but once it exceeds half an hour or if there is a sudden attack by the enemy ancestor, we will definitely lose."

Li Hong nodded slowly, the situation was worse than he thought, but he didn't know what was going on with the ancestor, if it was the same, Tingfeng was in danger this time.

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly heard a sound transmission, and then he raised his head in disbelief, his face ecstatic.

"Patriarch, what happened!" The elders around him hurriedly asked.

Li Hong took a deep breath and said, "The ancestor won!"