Chapter 1155: A New Chapter: The Great Villain Old Wang

Wang Zesheng's black domain expanded, like a cosmic abyss, terrifying, deep, and shocking to the true saint.

At the end of the infinite void, the mechanical tengu said to himself: "It's really like the appearance of a top-level villain, and it looks like a Gedai devil is born."

Its voice was indistinct, and most of it was swallowed back in its throat, afraid of being heard.

In the battlefield of the highest spiritual world, the scene above Wang Zesheng's head is completely different from the black field near him. The knife turns the prayer wheel, which is extremely sacred, accompanied by gorgeous ripples.

The Four Saints quickly cast taboo spells to fight against the incomparably aggressive man in front of him.

Their bodies were tense, and they felt that they had fallen into the most dangerous situation. If they were not careful, they might be doomed.

The endless lines of the royal way are intertwined, and between the two confronting parties, it seems that a sea of ​​stars in the universe has burst its dike, and then the stars in the sky seem to be ignited.

In an instant, the highest rules were bumped one after another, and the turbulent waves crashed on the shore.

puff!

Zhi Sheng Miaozhen's shoulders were splashed with blood, her forbidden armor was broken into a large piece, her left shoulder was pierced, and her shoulder blades were split in fours and fives.

On the opposite side, above Wang Zesheng's head, the black long knife moved the scripture tube, and the holy light that flew down from it was indestructible.

It carries the true meaning of nine extinctions and rebirth, and it breaks through dozens of spells of the Four Saints!

The holy pattern of the paper saint's body protection was torn open one after another by the sacred light in the scripture tube, and with a click, the phoenix crown made of magic stones on her head was chopped off, missing a large piece.

In an instant, Zhi Shengmiaozhen's blue silk fell down and was cut off in clusters. At the same time, blood was seen on her head, and she was injured by the bright light of the scripture tube.

She was deeply horrified, her parietal bone was in severe pain, and she was almost broken just by being hit by the beam of light.

She was continuously wounded, her black hair fell to the ground stained with blood, her left shoulder bone was broken, and half of her body was covered in blood.

In fact, the other three saints were also attacked indiscriminately, and some were more severely injured than her.

For example, the tattooed Sansheng, he is the target of the most important care. In his ears, there is a loud chanting sound, and he sees the mysterious man expanding infinitely, huge and boundless, looking down on him.

At this moment, he felt that he had become insignificant, and the man opposite seemed to burst through the star sea of ​​the universe, looking down at him as a true saint, as if he was looking at a moth.

boom!

In his eyes, although the man on the opposite side didn't move, the supreme holy light that burst out from the collision between the scripture tube and the long knife swept over like an extraordinary change, as if it was destroying the world.

The pupils of Sansheng Yanqing of the Tattoo Palace shrank rapidly, and the 24 tattooed sky pictures he had drawn were all chopped into pieces by the light beams rushing out of the scripture tube, and the magic light curtain was also torn apart.

The blood radiated into the sky, part of Yan Qing's left body disappeared, and the main body seemed to be split open, half of his body was chopped off, and he suffered serious injuries.

For a moment, the four true saints spilled blood at the same time, their real bodies were all wounded, and the holy blood stained the place red.

Their hearts skipped a beat, and it was now certain that this man must have the strength to be on the top half of the must-kill list.

The true sages of the Four Religions feel as if they are facing a peerless demon king who has just broken through the seal and has disappeared for a long time.

Now, they can only hope that the supreme beings behind each of them will notice and rush over quickly, otherwise, some of them will definitely die.

Wang Zesheng circulated the "Nine Extinctions and Rebirth Sutra", sprinkled holy light on his head, turned the prayer wheel with a knife, and the gorgeous light was purifying the highest spiritual world.

However, in the eyes of opponents, it was the scriptures of death, which captured people's hearts and made the true saints feel more tormented, and the ripples rippled layer upon layer, threatening their lives.

Zhisheng Miaozhen is holding a forbidden item—the holy sword, the texture of the imperial path is vast and boundless, and it merges with the fire of extraordinary origin beside her. She seems to be waving the source of the myth, holding the supreme holy power, and slashing forward.

The sutra tube and the long knife resonate, and they both rotate at the same time. In an instant, the light of the knife swoops down with one scripture after another, and the roar continues in the air.

Amidst the chirping sound, the holy sword in Zhi Sheng's hand shook violently, and then made a clicking sound, and then, the flame fused on the sword body exploded with a bang.

The contraband item was then torn apart and destroyed.

Wang Zesheng walked forward. At this moment, the sutra tube became real, and several volumes of scriptures floated out automatically. Each volume revealed a process of his nine-extinction rebirth.

The knife, the scripture tube, and the scriptures were all floating and shining, and then became more intense, shining forward, making the bodies of the Four Sages weak, as if they were about to become hazy and transparent.

The four saints gasped, their hair stood on end, the opponent in front of them, the mysterious man seemed to be in Nirvana, coming from a place of decay, he was improving and becoming stronger, seemingly unstoppable.

But right now, they can't escape even if they want to, and whoever dares to retreat will become the weakest link and collapse from there.

"Should have sensed it soon, there will be strong reinforcements coming, and the people on the top half of the must-kill list can deal with him." The light of their hearts resonated.

They have no choice but to strengthen their beliefs and wait for changes and opportunities.

"when!"

The bell was deafening, and the longbow in the hands of Time Innocent Sheng Shichuan turned into a second form, becoming a big bell, engraved with dense runes, and there were various innate creatures, as well as the image of the old holy body that had passed away. He urged this thing and blasted forward.

During this period, he is also evolving the strange circle of time, solidifying the high-level spiritual world, and cooperating with various time laws.

The True Sage of Guixu even sacrificed the sky full of sand grains, each sand forming a world, and then the endless void collided continuously, and the shadows of the decaying universe emerged one after another.

He is deducing the highest esoteric meaning of the law of space.

Up to now, the four saints have to desperately perform the strongest trump card, and they are all doing their best to fight.

Wang Zesheng kept walking towards them, without stopping. In the process, those scriptures were suspended, and countless words emerged, illuminating this place.

The scriptures flowed like an undulating sea of ​​extraordinary light, and they slapped towards the Four Saints with a bang.

The world of one grain of sand and one world of Guixu’s true holiness, the endless shadows of the decaying universe, were directly submerged by the sea of ​​scriptures, and at the same time, the sound of magnificent chanting came and went.

In a trance, a huge Wang Zesheng stood upright, with endless scriptures revolving around him, where he released the light of immortality, cutting off the rich Taoist rhyme of the four saints layer by layer, shattering their laws.

"The world returns to the ruins!" Zi Mudao yelled, with disheveled hair and blood on his face, he urged countless sand grains and countless shadows of the decaying universe to form a scene of returning to the ruins, where all worlds and everything sink into it.

During this process, he was naturally pulling Wang Zesheng, wanting him to "return to the ruins", swallow him in, and sink into eternal silence.

It was a vortex composed of layers of decaying cosmic shadows, burning the essence and blood of Zi Mu Dao, the light of the primordial spirit, but also beheading opponents.

This taboo method consumes a lot of money!

Unfortunately, this supreme method has failed.

There are countless scriptures around Wang Zesheng, floating page after page, all emitting dazzling light, illuminating the words like stars in the sky, piercing through the world of Guixu

Those words, like forbidden iron spears, holy arrows, and divine axes, are like swords and swords here, with silver hooks painted on iron, breaking the sand grains of the endless world of the true saint of Guixu.

Then, the long knife on Wang Zesheng's head turned the prayer wheel seven or eight times in a row. In an instant, he seemed to have experienced seven or eight times of birth and death, Nirvana, and cut out many layers of holy light.

With a bang, the True Sage Guixu was blasted by the multiple sacred lights, and a ball of primordial fire wrapped around his broken body and flew out at a high speed.

Among the multiple holy lights, there is Wang Zesheng's figure, blending with each other, merging into one, which also means that all the worlds are returning to one, and the rebirth of the nine extinctions returns to the original body.

He took a step forward, with every gesture, the blood pressure of the true saint covered the four saints, and the primordial spirit illuminated the highest spiritual world. He swung his fist, made palm prints, and blasted forward.

At the same time, the long knife on his head also shot out, and when the scripture tube turned, endless wonders of the world of mortals surged out, tearing apart the domain of the Four Sages.

Clang!

The long black knife pierced through Shichuan's big clock, piercing through the holy clock in the time domain, all kinds of innate gods and demons on the clock wall, and the phantoms of all saints roared together.

However, the bell body still had an unstoppable trend, the cracks intertwined, spread at a very fast speed, and then broke with a bang.

A prohibited item was destroyed.

The body of Time Innocent Saint was also scarred by the fragments from the collapse of the big clock. Many parts of the main body were bloody and bloody, and even the front and back were transparent.

The black long knife flew across, cut through the time domain, cut open the frozen and blocked time and space, hit the true saint Shi Chuan who was flying away in the time-space vortex, and kept dodging, and beheaded him with a puff.

"Roar!"

The four sages roared at the same time, and each went shopping, if one of them fell and was killed here, the rest of them would not feel better, and they were all actively helping.

With a sound of "stabbing", as the sutra tube rotates, it interprets all phenomena in the world of mortals. It is the past of Wang Zesheng's painstaking practice of the Nine Extinctions and Rebirth Sutra.

With a bang, 90% of the supreme holy object of the Paper Temple was destroyed at this moment, and ashes fell all over the sky, leaving only a small group of flames that could not be extinguished.

At this time, a child looked back in the depths of the blurry void, as if he was begging for mercy, and there was a faintly hidden Dao rhyme.

Wang Zesheng remained unmoved, and turned the scripture tube, pouring it to Gao Weili, and the light of the Imperial Dao surged, hitting Zhi Sheng flying across the sky, and 80% of his body exploded.

In the violent turmoil of Dao Yun, the four saints desperately resonated and resonated with each other's primordial spirits, their blood and energy were united as one, and their primordial spirits blended together.

The four icons are united, this is a helpless move, they are passively connected as one.

For a while, even their supreme laws and spirits continued to superimpose, becoming extremely terrifying.

Wang Zesheng's face remained unchanged, the long knife on his head clanged like a keel, supporting it towards the sky, and then the sutra tube opened like a flower bud on the road, blooming one by one, like an umbrella, covering the keel of the knife body.

Then, the scriptures were cultured into textures and patterns, which were inscribed on the keel and the umbrella surface of the scripture tube.

In an instant, a large pitch-black umbrella appeared in his hand, and it turned slowly. He walked forward with such an overwhelming coercion that it made the heart of the True Sage tremble.

The blood energy of the four saints who had just merged into one body was dispersed by the impact with a bang.

Wang Zesheng held the umbrella and turned it, spewing out scary black ripples, which dimmed the light of the four saints' primordial spirits, causing their reorganized bodies to shatter again.

Zheng!

Someone sacrificed prohibited items and shot forward, beheading the old king's head.

With a click, the big umbrella rotated, and the prohibited item was cut open by the umbrella surface, then fell to pieces and fell to the ground.

Then, the big pitch-black umbrella rotated slowly again, flickering out a terrifying light beam, and the trend of merging the four of them into one was completely ended.

The light of the four saints' hearts was scattered and could not be connected. The four saints' bodies were broken and stained with blood, and they all staggered back, and then someone exploded.

Wang Zesheng stretched out his big hand, and grabbed the tattoo Sansheng.

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Tattoo Palace is terrified. What he sees in the eyes of the other party are the circulation of the supreme royal runes, the birth and death of endless stars, and the ruthless killing intent.

He tried his best to use the strongest escapism to get rid of it, but no matter how many changes he had, he was still unable to get rid of that big hand even though he was rushing and fleeing in the space-time vortex.

In particular, when the big umbrella was turned, he let out a scream, and his mind was wide open, and the Tianling Gai was blown away by the black light that swept over.

With a bang, he was grabbed by Wang Zesheng's big hand and held in his palm.

"The supreme and extraordinary source, Senior Ember, why haven't you appeared yet?!" The Tattoo Sansheng yelled in his heart.

"Whoever comes can't save you!" Wang Zesheng squeezed him until his flesh was bloody, and the sacred bones of the Royal Dao were crunching and cracking at every root.

"Wang Yusheng, your father is here, don't you want to see him?" In the mysterious sea of ​​stars, the phantom of the true saint of the Demon Court appeared in front of Wang Yusheng who was dormant here.

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