Chapter 1393 The Final Chapter: The Battle of the Lord of the Extraordinary Source

When Wang Zhen Wang came to this world, he stepped on the land of returning to the true, and when he stomped his feet, the runes bloomed, and he was destroying the law and the extraordinary!

This scene is really terrifying. The core of No. 3 mainland is shaking, and the wonder of returning to trueness will be completely melted, distorted, and collapsed by the holy light under his feet.

The endless space-time seems to be discontinuous, and it has become one piece after another of independent broken void worlds. From the past to the present, and to the future, there are three true kings to fight against!

If it wasn't for Wang Xuan's intentional control, the No. 3 land would have experienced an unimaginable catastrophe. Said to be bloodshed and hundreds of millions of bones, it is considered very light, and it is more likely to destroy the world!

The three real kings confronted each other, and the scene was shocking.

In the realm of Yang, all spirits soar into the sky, the light of rules is like an ocean, and there are countless powerful clans of all kinds, all of which are reshaped with Dao rhyme, and there are many strong clans fighting for hegemony.

These are the strongest and old patriarchs of various ethnic groups in the past, and they are all realized, and they are all existences that have left their names in a certain extraordinary history.

At this time, the strongest patriarchs of each race have joined the Dao, showing their best side, and becoming the tangible bodies of different fields of the Dao.

For example, the "Shen Yue Bird", which represents the speed limit, surpasses all speeds. When it spreads its wings and strikes across, the white wings are not only invincible, but also flow the power of the sea of ​​time, stirring up monstrous waves.

It broke through the rune ripples under Wang Xuan's feet, rushed into the realm of the real king, and screamed, becoming a terrifying endorsement creature on one side of the avenue.

It made the sea of ​​time go backwards, backtracking, and rushed to Wang Xuan's birthplace, trying to kill him as a child.

"It's too deliberate. The true king's past, karma and fate can't be traced back. What you see is just a dream, die!" Wang Xuan was extremely indifferent, pointing out with his right index finger.

The terrifying and boundless "Shen Yue Bird", the peerless power of the family's six-breaking domain, was directly pressed to death by Wang Xuan with one finger, and exploded under the long sky of history.

The pure white feathers were stained with blood, withered, their bones were turned into ashes, and the whole body disappeared.

As for Wang Xuan's feet, all spirits soared to the sky, ruled the sea, and more strongest species fought and rushed up.

Wang Xuan let out a cold snort, and took a step forward. As time passed, hundreds of millions of lines of royal road textures intertwined under the soles of his feet, boiled, and crushed Zuhuang to pieces.

The sound of the phoenix shook the sky, its blood was shining brightly, the so-called rebirth of the immortal Nirvana, but in exchange for 9 consecutive extinctions, strangulation, and was completely shot to death.

There are 15 sacred dragons roaring, which can be called the first generation of ancestor dragons. They contain 15 kinds of the most powerful true meanings. They break through the barriers and kill them. 15 heads open their mouths at the same time. At the same time, suppress and kill Wang Xuan.

This kind of giant beast that has long since disappeared in prehistoric times is indeed terrifying and boundless. After the blessing of the real king, it manifests the power of the king's domain, and it has the potential to be omnipotent.

Wang Xuan's black hair flowed with holy light. Facing the attack of this unparalleled beast, he only had one palm, and he pressed forward calmly and calmly with an invincible momentum.

Even, his palm did not touch the 15 ancestor holy dragons. As a result, time and space collapsed, and all the huge heads of this terrifying monster blessed by the real king exploded, allowing it to be born with 15 kinds of monsters. The true meaning of the Dao is not good either, you have transformed yourself into the Dao first.

At this moment, countless powerful races, many of them disintegrated silently in the ripples under Wang Xuan's feet, exploding blood and bones, and some of them fought up, approaching his real body.

However, following his cold snort, runes shot out from his whole body, radiating the true king-level dao rhyme outward, like a golden flame burning ragingly.

Near him, those famous old patriarchs who were recorded in the extraordinary history were all being strangled, some exploded to death, some were burned to ashes by the flames, and some were transforming into the Dao, becoming the holy rain of light.

All of these were accomplished in a flash, the wounded true king——Yang, whose evolutionary domain could not impact Wang Xuan.

At the same time, Wang Xuan took a step forward and stepped into the real Wang Wu's domain. It was a monotonous road and river without any complicated and wonderful scenery, and it completely burst its embankment at this moment.

Wu, originally wanted to manifest the strongest true meaning of Dao and crush the opponent by means of simplicity and simplicity, but he never thought that the real king on the opposite side was very brave, and he would go head-to-head with him and break through the "long river of Dao".

"Do you think you are very brave?" Wu asked. Before he became a saint, he was especially good at close combat. Now, although he can strangle a true saint with a single thought without punching, he still prefers simple and violent attacks.

The body protection rune of the real king shone with 15 colors of light outside his body. He rushed up and punched Wang Xuan's face, brutally and directly.

Wang Xuan's face remained unchanged, he stood on the spot, stretched out his right hand, and with a bang, he grabbed it head-on and grabbed the opponent's fist.

With a stabbing sound, five bloodstains appeared on the face of Wu's fist, and the flesh and blood were cut through by the opponent's five fingers, and the unparalleled power of a real king penetrated through his body.

Wu, as the name suggests, was extremely martial arts in the past, now the joints of the whole body explode, and the sound of every bone vibrating is a piece of true meaning. This is not an ordinary warrior exercising his muscles and bones. What he is stretching is the eternal and immortal avenue between heaven and earth, and the trajectory that leads the way is exploding and resonating.

However, Wang Xuan was still fearless. He set foot in the realm of the real king. He knew everything. The scriptures he had studied were all integrated and analyzed thoroughly by him.

Now, his gestures are all ingenious, and it is the perfect fit of Taoism, spirit and body. With a bang, he cut off the trajectory of Wu's Tao with a bang, and cut off the path of Wu's Tao. Forced to come out of the state, the so-called knuckles are messed up.

With a bang, he swung his left fist, drawing the endless dao rhyme from the source of No. 3, and hitting Wu's forehead.

Wu was surprised, someone like him is as good at martial arts and likes to fight like this? He fought the real king in the mist, and on the spot, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and time and space exploded.

If it wasn't for Yang deliberately blocking it in the wonderland of returning to the truth, it would be hard to imagine this kind of fluctuation. What kind of impact will it cause after the expansion of the true meaning of the Dao? Probably many ethnic groups will disappear, and there will be blood and broken bodies everywhere. World Ruins.

Wu snorted and backed out. He was sure that the other party was really not injured, but he himself was a bit overwhelmed, the old injury made him have to be cautious.

At this time, Yang's hands were huge and boundless, similar to the sky. His name was Yang, but he only had one hand that was flowing with blazing light, and the other hand was as black as ink and extremely cold. The sky and the earth are going to trap Wang Xuan inside and crush them into ashes.

Wang Xuan was indifferent, calm, and his whole body bloomed with all kinds of magic, and the light shone everywhere. Hundreds of millions of holy lights rushed up, penetrating ancient and modern time and space.

Even Daiyang's two big hands that turned into heaven and earth were bloody, pierced through, and there was no way to close them.

Wang Xuan stood in the void, his whole body seemed to be bathed in the strongest light, and the beams that flew out were like phoenix feathers, making him look extremely sacred.

After a brief contest, both Yang and Wu's hearts sank, and it was quite tricky to confirm that this was a perfect true king and healed his wounds.

"He also has some problems. It seems that in order to completely recover, he has re-nirvana. The Taoism is not too advanced, and he must not have reached the peak state."

The two communicated secretly, thinking that after the other party's transformation, he had not reached the most perfect realm in the past.

In fact, it was because Wang Xuan had just entered this field and had just completed the tribulation, and it still needed a certain amount of time to consolidate and accumulate.

The faces of the two true kings were extremely serious, because they couldn't let go of their own hands and feet, and they didn't dare to use the ultimate moves in the strongest field, etc., for fear that they would not be able to bear it, and they would collapse first.

"Pay a little price, and the injury won't get worse. Take him down first, otherwise the healed true king will do great harm to you and me as he fully recovers!"

Yang and Wu had a secret conversation and reached a consensus. In an instant, their aura rose again. Moreover, Wu Dong used a terrifying real king-level weapon.

"Go to the distance to fight." The two left Guizhen Wonders, unable to let go of their hands and feet here, and invited Wang Xuan to enter the dark end of the deep space.

Wang Xuan followed directly, and he didn't want to penetrate and destroy the extraordinary source No. 3.

The three true kings moved, in an instant, away from the three extraordinary sources.

After arriving at the right place, they rushed together again without any hesitation, and this time the killing was extremely fierce.

With a loud bang, a decaying universe exploded on the spot in the deep sky, and it completely disintegrated when they rushed it at will.

As true kings, although they have no fear of the so-called fate and karma, they are also avoiding it, and did not choose to fight near the living universe.

In this area, those universes have either decayed and stopped expanding, and there is no life inside, or they have long been dilapidated wastelands.

"The magic flower blooms, and the three thousand worlds will be destroyed!" Yang opened his mouth, his words were chilly, and his whole form was a little different, as if he had turned into a tree of the avenue, with three thousand flower buds blooming, sublimated to the utmost brilliance!

For a moment, he shined for eternity, shattered immortality, and caused a considerable part of the lifeless large universe nearby to explode and burn, and some were torn apart under the lasing of the magic light.

Not to mention Wang Xuan, who bears the brunt, withstood the terrifying spell of a real king. All gone.

"The sick king is so powerful, it's really extraordinary!" Wang Xuan said, giving him a very high evaluation, and fighting seriously.

However, the real Wang Yang doesn't like to listen to it very much, so what kind of crappy evaluation is this? He was hurt by mentioning sick words there, and he didn't like this kind of words the most.

The tree of the avenue swayed, and the three thousand roads roared, which was extremely terrifying, and shattered the surrounding time and space.

Even Wang Xuan's complexion changed, and after a quick confrontation, he changed the trajectory of his own karmic fate several times, not giving him the opportunity to continue to lock and attack.

At the same time, his heart was throbbing, Wu was urging the real king-level Xeon weapon. It was a square tripod, slightly dark, but it was made of inexplicable stone quality, which brought endless oppressive feeling.

When it struck across, Wang Xuan waved his big palm and slapped it directly. The stone cauldron roared violently.

This cauldron was left over from an existence that almost broke through to the level of the true king in the past. Unfortunately, that person, like the strongest true king in the past, failed and died.

Wang Xuan was startled, his palms were numb, this weapon is really outrageous, powerful and hard.

Wu was even more surprised than him. This mysterious true king had no injuries, but was willful. He actually slapped him with his bare hands several times in a row. Naturally, he didn't want to change it, fearing that the old injury would recur.

This cauldron has a cover, which is also called a 鼏, and when it is opened with a bang, it absorbs all the decayed universe around it.

"Very powerful weapon!" Wang Xuan exclaimed, he has given up weapons now, unexpectedly, the real king's weapon refined by someone is really super class.

He has just set foot in this field, if it is consolidated and accumulated for a period of time, he is still not afraid of king-level artifacts and does not need any weapons.

Wang Xuan traveled freely and avoided the engulfment of this tripod, but he was not taken in, and let it shine billions of times, distorting the time and space of the future, and they all passed him by.

Nearby, the great universe is like a burning picture scroll, bursting and boiling here, and the scene shocked the saints in the distance, which shows how terrifying the decisive battle between the three true kings is.

The sun turns into a tree of the Dao, and the Dao that shakes out is even more terrifying.

Wu urged Fang Ding to move, and the stone material was far superior to all kinds of super banned main materials that are usually seen, and it was easy to penetrate the big universe.

Wang Xuan and the two of them fought fiercely, their big slaps fell on the stone tripod, and the light of Taoism hit the tripod heavily, but they did not destroy it. It is unimaginably strong, and when the tripod wall attracts the light of the great way to suppress the opponent, it is extremely domineering.

Later, Wang Xuan's hair was disheveled, the mist was turbulent, his body was covered with blood, and there was a bright red liquid at the corner of his mouth.

And the two true kings were also very uncomfortable, and wanted to pay a certain price to temporarily improve their morality and win this person. As a result, the old injuries of the two of them intensified slightly, and there were some problems. Their mouths and noses were bleeding, but they still failed to win the mysterious true king.

They are beating their hearts, if this is the case, the problem will be serious. If something big happens, is it really necessary to go all out? In that case, the old injury will worsen and the consequences will be unpredictable.

Wang Xuan stared at them, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was full of energy, because he could see that the longer the battle, the more passive and restrained the two of them became.

Yangdu no longer confronts the enemy in the true form of the tree of the great avenue, and reincarnates into a human body.

When Wu urged Fang Ding to move, the rhythm also slowed down.

On the other hand, Wang Xuan intensified his onslaught, increased his combat power, and used various magical methods.

"The endless time and space, the endless sand in the hands." He is high above, his whole body is dazzling, and he is mobilizing all the Dao rhymes to show the real king.

Especially on his right hand, crystal grains of sand flow down from between the fingers, each one is like the budding of the Tao, and the rudimentary universe is being born.

Sure enough, the grains of sand fell and locked onto Yang, no matter where he disappeared, the grains of sand would fall in front of him and hit him.

As the true king, even he was moved and his heart throbbed, because when every grain of sand fell, it carried the power of a piece of cosmic time and space, becoming vast, heavy and boundless.

Grains of sand fell one after another, like a large universe rolling over one after another. In fact, there are indeed endless galaxies rotating inside each grain of sand.

Yang counterattacked, and every time he blasted out the Dharma Seal and Dao Principle, it could break some sand grains, as if the universe was exploding, but more sand grains would fall down later.

"Pfft!" Yang coughed up blood, the grains of sand kept falling from Wang Xuan's fingertips, and the pressure made Yang's chest feel tight, and he was shocked and vomited blood several times.

Wang Xuan raised the sand, this time, a waterfall of sand fell directly from his right hand, no matter how Yang tried to dodge, it was difficult to escape, half of his body was hit, his flesh was bloody, and the real king's bones rang.

With a puff, Yang's right arm was crushed and crushed by the endless sand grains!

On the other side, Wu Ziran was helping each other, mobilizing Xeon True King-level weapons, putting enormous pressure on Wang Xuan.

However, Wang Xuan did block it.

Wang Xuan's skills rushed out thousands of times, until finally, when the opponent offered sacrifices to the tripod again and wanted to take him away, and directly suppressed and killed him with the top cover - 鼏, he suddenly launched into trouble.

With his most astonishing speed, he rushed through the mist, forcibly took off the cauldron cover, stripped it, and then sealed it on the boat in the mist.

The boat, related to his spiritual vision and road expansion, is a special place, and it is difficult for outsiders to board it, and conscious things placed on the boat will be half muddled.

Yan, who was isolated here, was deprived of half of the real king's weapon by Wang Xuan!

"You..." Wu's complexion changed, because the inalienable true king's weapon lost contact and couldn't be summoned back, which is far from the big picture.

Apparently, he also realized that the other party seemed to be pressing Yang to fight, but it was actually a cover, and he really wanted to seize his true king's weapon.

The next moment, he grabbed the stone tripod and smashed Wang Xuan directly with it, instead of using the primordial spirit to activate the weapon and attack, he was afraid of losing Fang Ding inexplicably.

At this time, Wang Xuan began to attack Yang with all his strength, and he really became his target.

He dealt with Wu and fiercely attacked Yang, the two sick kings dared not fight passionately, as if they were dancing in shackles, and they couldn't let go completely.

puff!

Half of Yang's body was torn, covered with white bones, and was submerged by the sand in Wang Xuan's hands, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

"I don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble. You insist on being my enemy? Then I really want to try to kill the king." Wang Xuanhan said.