Chapter 1397 Final Chapter: Wang Die
Yang's whole body was cold, and the deepest part of his heart was emitting a cold air. He had an illusion, as if he was really buried under the frozen soil and would perish just like that.
He struggled to resist, and at the same time, his hair was terrified. He is the real king, how could he be judged by a single word?
A true king can speak well against other extraordinary people, even true saints, but if he wants to deal with a true king in the same field, it would be outrageous.
"Wake up, open your eyes and take a look. You are content with the status quo, lying in the frozen soil. This is the beginning of death. Do you believe in a false world, but don't want to return to the real? Your so-called road to the true is just a wrong road, and the real In the frozen ground, waiting for you to accept the reality..."
Wang Xuan uttered the mantra, which turned into a special light, "washing" his body, and also "washing" his spirit, explaining the nature of the world.
In fact, even he himself believed it when he decided the fate of the real king, because in the process, he resonated with the only way, resonated, and realized the real scene.
In a sense, this is not a curse, nor is it a prophecy, but the creation of all things, and the destruction of all worlds, and the construction of the strongest true king domain between the two.
For example, now, he has really created the frozen soil, even if he is a real king, he can't see the falsehood, and it is filled with special power, which will knock down "Yang" and use it to destroy it.
In this strange scene, Yang was completely terrified. He fought fiercely many times, but here he obeyed what the other party said and lay down under the permafrost where not a single blade of grass grew.
"Yang, what are you doing?!" Xu Xu shouted from behind, he felt it was outrageous.
Wu is more experienced, and shouted: "Let the spiritual realm boil and break away from that kind of miracle. You must change your current destiny trajectory, otherwise the falsehood will become true!"
He has also set foot in a similar field. When he fought against Wang Xuan earlier, he used the most powerful real king's weapon - the stone cauldron, swaying sacrificial rites, and the wonderful cauldron gave birth to flowers, writing Wang Xuan's fate.
However, he failed, and he almost suffered a backlash, and his opponent broke free.
Now, the means used by Wang Xuan seem to belong to the sublimation of the "truth" in that field, and even the real scene has come out, which seems to be an established "fact" that cannot be changed.
Yang is naturally fighting with all his strength, but he seems to be restrained by fate, and it becomes more and more difficult to move. There is cold soil falling on his body. Is this being buried alive?
He was frightened and angry, this way of dying was too aggrieved, he was the real king, how could he tolerate other people spitting out "evil words" and bury him.
Let him struggle, the trajectory of fate seems to be suppressed and cannot be changed, his heart is dusty, and there is a tendency to muddle along.
What the hell is this "curse"? He couldn't break free, and he was caught in a special horror scene. As the frozen ground fell, he felt weaker and weaker, feeling like he was really going to die.
His Real King Domain was corroded, and the supreme runes were extinguished. Although he tried his best to resist, they were all disintegrated by the opponent's means. He was pressed under the frozen soil, and he was almost forced to close his eyelids.
Wu attacked, accompanied by a roar, his spiritual domain expanded and turned into a huge halberd, he slashed forward, trying to smash the scene ahead and pull Yang back from the so-called "reality".
Xu also made a move. As the name suggests, he is just a faint shadow, but inside his body, there seems to be an immeasurable treasure, bursting out with dazzling light.
Wang Xuan quickly changed direction and changed the trajectory of the real king. The "kite" that was flying in the frozen ground also bumped violently and turned at a high speed. The tails of the two real kings behind the kite also changed direction.
when! when!
Shi Ding glowed and blocked Wang Xuan's back. Facing the attacks of the two true kings, Shi Ding took over the remaining waves and made a roar. It was indeed extraordinary, resisting the real king's rune waves.
"How could I die..." Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and crawled out from under the frozen soil, his face was pale, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the center of his eyebrows was split.
His primordial light was boiling, wanting to tear apart this terrifying spectacle and break free.
Wang Xuan wanted to kill the real king, naturally it was quite difficult, the existence of this series is not easy to destroy. Every means he used was to push to the highest peak without any reservations.
"Is it so hard to kill?" He was mentally exhausted, and he built Guizhen frozen soil, which looked like ordinary things, but in fact, the soil quality and icy air were traces of the Dao, and every place was not simple.
Afterwards, he moved again, offering a stone cauldron to block behind him, crystal grains of sand flowed from his fingertips, and then swayed, engraving words in the void.
"Yang, you must resist!" Wu Zai shouted from behind, and shot again. Because he could see that the words engraved by the mysterious true king were more terrifying than the sacrificial rites he had written, and would kill the self-locked true king.
That is the real Taoism, one stroke and one stroke can create things, one horizontal and one vertical, it seems to be reshaping yin and yang, when the words are formed, the extraordinary source resonates.
All the handwriting is shining brightly, lingering around the true shape of the avenue.
Moreover, these words are all arranged in physical sand grains to form texts, and each grain of sand is like a universe, with endless galaxies rotating inside.
Wang Xuan's writing of the supreme chapter of the realm of the real king is particularly frightening, and the chapters in the void release the immortal light of the avenue.
There is no doubt that this true Taoism has an astonishing upper limit, surpassing Wu's fate ritual, and falling into the frozen ground.
"Ah..." Yang's spiritual realm was being burned, he couldn't help but growl, unable to bear the impact. Soon, the light of his boiling primordial spirit was dimming, his body was crushed by those handwritings, and the blood of the real king was spattered.
This Taoist article anchors the real scene of frozen soil, and also suppresses Yang's fate trajectory, making him lie horizontally in the bitter cold again, and it is difficult to break free.
Moreover, the words in this kind of chapter are all composed of grains of sand that have caused Yang to suffer so much, and become the carrier of the traces of the Dao, which is even more terrifying.
This not only suppressed the true king's destiny trajectory, but also destroyed his body and soul. Under the terrifying cosmic sands, and in the burning of Taoism, Yang was bursting with blood and bones.
"Do you want me to die soberly, or do you want me to die in a drowsy state..." Yang was under the frozen soil, frightened and angry, and finally got rid of the terrible state of dust in his mind temporarily.
He sighed softly, he had to unlock himself, otherwise he really couldn't stop it. Wang Xuan was driving the boat in the mist, the speed was too fast, and he kept changing directions. Although the two real kings behind were attacking, most of the real king's methods did not touch the rightful master in front.
"Wu, there is no other way!" Yang said, this is to send a signal, he can't stop the mysterious true king, and he is about to lift the seal in his body.
He was about to fully recover, and ignored the so-called "injury".
Wang Xuan had a feeling, and controlled the dazzing Taoism that seemed to illuminate the heavens and worlds, causing it to levitate up, suppressing Yang and at the same time defending.
Yang Ren couldn't bear it, because part of his body exploded, it was too bloody and tragic, and he was severely injured by the words formed by the universe of sand grains.
In an instant, his real king's aura surged, much stronger than before, and indeed became terrifying, the return of a world-shocking power.
In an instant, he sat up from under the frozen soil and completely broke free from the predicament.
Moreover, the trajectory of his fate has changed, and he is no longer imprisoned.
With a bang, the scene of returning to the true world was dimming and disintegrating rapidly, and there was no way to lock him.
At the same time, Wang Xuan could no longer fly a kite to him because the string was broken.
"No one can humiliate me in my heyday!" Yang said, with disheveled hair and blood all over his body. His strength has indeed greatly improved.
However, the bloodstains on his body, the broken body, and even the broken bones were not restored by him in the first place.
Moreover, Wang Xuan saw that there was a terrifying spectacle overflowing from his body, he couldn't control himself, and there were signs of imbalance.
"Yang!" The hearts of the two real kings behind were sinking.
Wang Xuan summoned back the Daowen composed of the universe of sand grains, and hung it in front of him for self-defense.
Now, he is no longer pulling the other party, driving the boat in the mist, the speed is faster, everywhere, the real king's domain naturally expands.
His eyes stared at Yang's body, there was a bloody crack that spread from the depths of his flesh and blood to his spirit. Is that the unhealed "scar" of the real Wang Yang?
There is a huge and strange bloody gash in Yang's body!
This kind of injury is so strange, because inside the huge bloody wound, there is a terrifying scene of disaster surging, which is about to spread outside the body.
"He took a natural disaster and sealed it in his body. Is this his 'injury'?" Wang Xuan was very surprised.
This is not just an injury, but also some kind of opportunity. Yang seems to be refining the power contained in the natural disaster wonders in the inner world of the wound.
"Break my way forward, the mighty force of natural disasters will not belong to me. You spoil my great affairs, go to death!" Yang went crazy, and after being forced to unlock, he could no longer suppress the "natural disasters" in the bloody hole. Wonders".
Although Yang is more dangerous, he is also enduring great pain.
It is impossible for Wang Xuan to wait in place, steer the boat in the mist, retreat into the deep space in an instant, and pass through many decayed universes.
He didn't go away completely, but was staring at the "scars" inside Yang, where the bloody sea was rising and falling, forming disasters and eroding the light of rules outside.
"Are there many kinds of natural disasters? The last time Wu was almost unblocked, what I saw at that time was black mist billowing and shadowy figures, which was different from the bloody natural disasters." Wang Xuan said to himself.
After he teleported again, the nearby big universe was collapsing and burning, and the scene was horrifying. After Yang unlocked, it really became extremely dangerous.
"Come here!" Yang's body shook, and the wounds in his body were bleeding.
The marvelous scene of the sea of blood, impacting in the inner world of the wound, is about to burst out.
Yang's big hand spread across the endless deep space, covering the direction of the mist.
"Do you think I'm afraid of you after unlocking it?" Wang Xuan responded, and Daowen, built by the sand universe in front of him, flew out, instantly illuminating the cosmic sea.
In the terrible collision, many grains of sand were shattered, part of the text was extinguished, and the Taoist text was incomplete, but it really possessed divine power, that is, the Yangdu who lifted the seal was vomiting blood from the shock.
Of course, this may also be related to the terrifying changes in the Yang body. The wound is expanding, and the wonders of natural disasters are pouring down, hurting his real body.
"Yang's way forward is cut off, his life is at stake, and outsiders are powerless to intervene!" Wu stopped chasing and sighed softly, he and Xu knew very well how terrible that "injury" was.
"Come here, have a good kill!" Wang Xuan pointed at Yang, and he didn't avoid it. He wanted to sacrifice that Taoist text to measure how terrifying the unlocked true king was.
"Heh, you can unlock it for me too. I don't believe that your wounds are really healed. If you don't break the seal, you can only die!" Yang was extremely angry and killed him. He was forced to this step, with killing intent monstrous.
The next moment, the most terrifying real king-level fluctuations erupted here, and the runes were boiling!
Yang used all kinds of means, and the chains of the avenue penetrated through the void, and he had to lock up the mysterious opponent of the real king.
However, Wang Xuan didn't give him a chance, so he avoided it calmly.
What's more, that Taoist text blocked Yang's crazy attack during the process of complete disintegration.
Wang Xuan's complexion was pale and he wasted a lot. The Daoist scriptures were completely burned, all the sand grains were destroyed, and all the scriptures disappeared.
"It will be very difficult to write another one." He said to himself.
However, he raised his head suddenly. After the continuous battle, Yang had a very serious problem. His body was breaking down, and his soul was dimmed, staggering.
"Why are you not injured, how could you fully heal?" Yang was a little hard to accept.
"I was not defeated by you, it was a natural disaster...Ah!" He growled, and then, he discovered the truth that made his hair stand on end, and he grabbed the bloody wound in his body with his right hand.
"Who are you?!" He yelled miserably, with an expression of disbelief written on his face, he was staring at the wonders of natural disasters in the inner world.
With a bang, Yang's original soul, which was originally dim and torn apart, suddenly shattered, and quickly extinguished, turning into ashes!