Chapter 1402 Final Chapter

"What?! King Yang..." A small group of powerful people in No. 3, as well as the monsters from Guizhen Wonderland, felt that their scalps were about to burst, and a bone-chilling chill gushed out.

"I was waiting to be the king's forerunner, but the king died?!" All the high-level people present at the No. 3 source were pale, and the real king behind them was killed.

Now they finally understand why the saints of Source 1 always smile and laugh with them. It is obvious that they already know the truth and have been watching their jokes.

Someone couldn't accept the reality, his face was bloodless, and he said in a trembling voice: "Impossible... Yang Wang has clearly returned to the wonder scene of returning to the true world. We have personally witnessed his return from the deep space."

"King Yang is dead, and King Blood is born." Teng, who has returned to the truth three times, endured his grief and quickly told the truth. Yang cultivated him, he was equivalent to his master, and he was very painful in his heart.

This news seemed like a catastrophe to them. It shocked the top management of the No. 3 mainland to stand still, and many people froze. What did they become in the end? Like a joke.

Earlier, they were high-spirited, looking down at the new mythical world, thinking that this world would be annexed, with them as the leader, how could they expect that their true kings would be killed.

"The first Beast Emperor? I will fight with you!" Teng was the first to regain his composure. He was the successor trained by King Yang. He already knew that Yang was defeated by the Queen and suddenly destroyed by the Blood King.

Now, he wants to compete with the successor cultivated by the mysterious "King" - the first generation Beast Emperor.

Teng said solemnly: "In the contest of the real king, my master lost to the real king of this world. Since you are the successor, I want to share the victory with you!"

Hearing the words, the first Beast Emperor had 80,000 dragons and horses galloping and roaring past in his heart, and almost breathed out the fragrance, somehow, he became the successor cultivated by Wang Xuan?

He thought that he had lived for dozens of epochs, and although the boy of the Wang family is the real king, he is only a few thousand years old, and the other party still owes him favors, now he is going to be a junior?

"In the future, if the six extraordinary sources become one, you and I have the possibility to become the true king, and now we will compete in advance!" Teng said again. In fact, the most important thing is that he wants to save some face for King Yang.

"War, there is no problem. But, please remember, the old man has the resources of the sky, no one to point out, you wait... don't talk nonsense!" The first generation of beast emperor warned sternly.

With a bang, a terrifying aura rose from the scene.

"Come on, eunuch, have you regained your arms? Come and fight with me!" After defeating his original opponent, he set his sights on the demon who once held the edict.

How could the big demon on the opposite side bear it? With a roar, it shattered the sky, its body swelled to the size of a galaxy, and it grabbed it with its hand.

"King Jin Ling, you are too weak, is there any 6-breaker to end?" Ge also spoke.

"Three-time returner, what's your name? Ying, right? Dare to fight me?" Wuyou Daokong's fusion body said, and he named his current real body——thing to commemorate the past. He used to be the first prohibited item.

"Okay, let's fight!" Ying was dressed in purple gold armor and his long purple hair was loose, splitting the sky of 36 heavens, and made a gesture of invitation, going to a duel outside the world of new mythology.

The first Beast Emperor and Teng also set off. Leaving this mythical universe, they are second only to the True King. If they fight, they will be too destructive.

With a loud noise, the first Beast Emperor erupted, and in an instant, he stood upright in the deep space, which was even more majestic than a large universe. His blood was surging, making the end of the deep space a bright red.

He punched the past, and the river of time reversed.

Under the source of No. 1, Wang Xuan's heart moved, and he asked: "Ju, take a look, is that your descendant?"

The first Beast Emperor said that his ancestors had warned future generations not to participate in real battles. Obviously, that old giant was very powerful.

The Giant True King denied it, and said: "No, I come from the Yangjiu realm, not to mention descendants, all races in that realm will be wiped out, and there will be no living beings left."

Wang Xuan's heart trembled. How could this headless monster have such a big origin? How long has he lived, the Yangjiu realm has long been permanently extinguished.

He asked: "Apart from the six extraordinary sources, are there other true kings dormant in this world, who have never been born?"

The Muppet True King nodded, and said: "There must be a few old monsters who have escaped from the world and did not participate in the last Guizhen War, but they can be counted, and there are not many."

Wang Xuan is not worried about the duel between Lu Po and Da Neng. He chatted with the two real kings here and learned a lot of secrets.

Not only the No. 1 source has a must-kill list, but the No. 2 source also has a blood-colored stone platform, which is speculated to be from the real place, and belongs to the product of the observation of the world by the master of disaster.

Not every source has this kind of thing. For example, source No. 3 is normal, and Wang Xuan has never seen the fusion of No. 4 and No. 5.

"boom!"

In the deep space, the first generation of the Beast Emperor was quite brave. After trapping the opponent with the chain extended by the fetters of fate, his Beast Emperor Fist unfolded, almost breaking the ancient, modern and future, and bursting the nearby big universe with his body.

"puff!"

Teng vomited blood, and was finally defeated. After being suppressed by the first Beast Emperor, his left fist pierced his heart, and his right fist blasted out, blasting his head!

This scene shocked all the great powers in No. 3's land, whether it was Zheng or the great demon in Guizhen Wonderland, their complexions were extremely pale.

Even if they are defeated, the successors trained by their true king are not the opponents of the strong ones from the No. 1 source.

Teng appeared again, saluted deeply, and said, "On the way to return to true self, I will not go as far as you."

"Ah..." Lu Po Da Neng Qianshou screamed, even if he had a thousand arms, it would not be enough for Old Wang to chop off. Wang Zesheng turned the prayer wheel with a saber, covered the opponent with the eternal black umbrella, and chopped off all of Qianshou's arms.

"I admit defeat!" Qianshou bald and lost his legs, shouting there. However, Lao Wang's attack was always very dark, and he cut off his head, so he stopped and spared his life.

Boom!

Xun defeated the "eunuch", and Xun's dao was lingering with remnants, tearing that monster into pieces, but at this level, it would be difficult to destroy it without killing it more than a dozen times.

"Yunling, why don't we also compete?" Elder Brother Shou was also excited today. After defeating the ape, he took aim at the 6-break power of the No. 2 source.

"Forget it, I admit defeat!" Yunling really didn't want to be targeted by the group of old people at the No. 1 source, all of them were as if they had been beaten, and he was afraid that those people would weigh him up.

Source No. 1 naturally has its defeats, and it is impossible to win all. For example, Yuan and Qi, among the old saints, lost, but it is not shameful to be defeated by "relics". It is an ancient power who came back from the road to return to the truth, and his Taoism is too deep.

At the end of the deep space, after a fierce fight between objects and shadows, billions of thunderbolts shattered space and time, the war came to an end, and the two ended in a draw.

Ying, also just entered the Realm of Returning to the True Realm three times not long ago. Although the object has broken through, it has not yet crossed the catastrophe.

The upper echelon of No. 3 source, those 6-break powerhouses are very lost, even at a loss, their true king died, and they also lost in the new mythical world as a whole.

They were silent, and finally bowed their heads to admit defeat, folded their fists and left disappointedly, and took refuge in King Xu under the No. 3 source.

"On the way to return to the truth, there may be camps, or life and death, but there is no absolute good or evil, and there is no need to kill them all." Several leaders of the bloody elderly group said.

Ma, Wu, and the first-generation Beast Emperor graciously let those people go. After defeating those opponents, they didn't care much. They had a higher goal and looked forward to the day when the six extraordinary sources merged.

However, some people were liquidated. The evil god Jifeng, the outer sage Muhan, the giant mirage lion, and others were all broken from their origins and fell to the third heaven in succession.

They are not perfect and holy.

"God has the virtue of being good at life, so you can do it for yourself." Shou, Ge, and Shi personally did it, but it also left a way for those people to survive. If they dare to make troubles, they will indeed be killed directly.

The main reason is that they don't take these people seriously now, and leave them behind for the motivated true saints to train their hands, especially Xinsheng.

"Those Guizhen survivors who were defeated by us at the No. 3 source may also be your challenge targets in the future, you must rise up!" Ma encouraged the saints, saying that he glanced at his daughter Hongxiu.

Wu opened his mouth and said: "If it doesn't work in this era, then wait for a few more eras. The extraordinary source without an opponent is the most terrifying. It is monotonous and boring, and it will make people lack enterprising spirit."

It's just that no one knows how long the Yin six realms can survive. Many people have heard that the six supernatural sources will eventually be completely extinguished.

On the 36th day, the Supreme Council ended and the saints dispersed.

In this battle, the hot-blooded elderly group shook the three supernatural sources. All parties knew that a group of old men were more aggressive than young people, and all parties involved were sweating.

...

"God? Should I call you disaster lord?" Wang Xuan asked the woman in the stone slab after coming out of the shadowy land below the extraordinary source No. 1.

"Or should I call you the god of disaster?" he asked peacefully.

The other party ignored it and stayed in the stone slab because she knew that he would not let her completely merge into one. After calling her little brother last time, she herself was depressed for a long time.

Wang Xuan said to himself: "Don't worry, it won't be too long, I will definitely let you merge into one, and help you find the last missing part of the true spirit, how about it? I want to have a good communication with you."

"Why don't you talk? Last time you called me brother." When he said this, the woman in the stone slab fell into a deep sleep, not only did not accept the conversation, but also did not want to listen to it.

Wang Xuan said to himself: "After supporting the hot-blooded elderly heavenly group, we also need to support a real king, a disaster lord with serious problems."

A few days later, Ma and Wu prepared to go on a long journey hand in hand, and set off to the deep space to survive the three great catastrophes of returning to the true world.

Hongxiu and her mother were worried, so they immediately found Wang Xuan and asked him to keep an eye on it.

Hongxiu's mother is also Ma's Taoist companion named Zhaoyue, a very powerful woman who still looks beautiful today.

In the past, her maid, the old woman riding a black goat, appeared when Wu and You were fishing for the evil spirits and evil gods of the decaying universe, and she was worried about her own lady.

In fact, Zhaoyue entered the other side and was with one of Ma Sandao's avatars, and he was fine, otherwise Hongxiu would not have been born.

At this time, the old woman riding a black goat was also beside Zhaoyue.

Wang Xuan smiled and said: "Senior, you are so young, I want to call you sister, but I am afraid that sister Hongxiu will be unhappy."

To be complimented by a real king like this, the real sage Zhaoyue naturally smiled all over his face, and said, "It's okay, each of us has a relationship with each other, and it's okay to call me younger."

"No!" The mobile phone was the first to veto it, with a dark face. Although this kid is the real king, he must not shout like this. He is really wicked and always wants to take advantage of him.

Hong Xiu also rolled his eyes, not approving that title.

That day, although Ma Hewu had a miserable time during the tribulation, and almost exploded in the terrifying chaotic lightning and terrifying spectacle, he survived in the end and set foot in the realm of returning to the true three times.

"I said, Master Ma, Teacher Wu, what are you doing?" Wang Xuan didn't know what to say, the two of them cleaned up the place of crossing the catastrophe, and put away all the lightning strike skins and bone fragments!

"Picking herbs!" The two responded calmly.

"Okay." Wang Xuan nodded, anyway, he won't be mistaken, maybe one day he will continue to "feed" these two people.

Only five days later, he was no longer calm, and he had a feeling in his heart. At the first moment, he appeared at 36 Chongtian, and the strange thing on his mobile phone was entertaining Wang Yusheng, wanting to feed him the supreme medicine.

"Brother, didn't you take it? I have the real king's blood medicine here, and you can send some to your parents later, don't eat the medicine dregs outside!"

Wang Yusheng was stunned, and said: "Master Ma said, you gave this to him in the first place, and the effect is amazing."

The strange thing on the phone said, "Well, the potions I gave to the king were not made by myself, but those you sent out earlier, Wang Xuan."

Wang Xuan was completely speechless, Lao Ma really knew how to work hard and couldn't beat himself, so he asked his brother to "feed him".

"Master Ma, have you really taken these medicines?" Wang Yusheng asked, he was very serious, no matter how particular about this kind of medicine dregs, as long as it can make him break through and make rapid progress, what's the point of taking it?

"I swear, I have swallowed a lot, so I recently passed the level and became a three-time returnee!" Ma solemnly swore.

"Even Master Ma has eaten it himself, so why should I worry about it?" said the king.

His words made Ma feel his throat numb, and wanted to drink some tea, but finally spit it out again.

"Brother, think twice, this medicine dregs..."

...

Four months later, Wang Xuan watched his nephew Miaogu cross the tribulation at the source of No. 2 Midi.

As a 6-breaker, Miao Gu was successfully recognized by a kind of authority on the No. 2 Chaofan Ancestral Mountain. The auspicious colors descended from the sky, surrounded by wonders, made his gold content as a new saint skyrocket.

"Thank you, uncle!" Miao Gu showed joy after absorbing that kind of power.

"From now on, it will be your young people's world." Wang Xuan smiled.

Miao Gu: "..."

Half a year later, Li Lin crossed the catastrophe at Source No. 1, because her Yudao source pool referred to part of the texture of the real king, and after many transformations, it was very extraordinary.

Therefore, when she crossed the catastrophe, she was recognized by a flower of power.

However, her catastrophe was too terrible, and she owed the karmic favor of the True King. Normally speaking, she was destined to be hacked to death, and it was impossible to survive.

In fact, no true sage can survive this catastrophe of karma by himself.

"Scatter!" Wang Xuan said calmly, breaking through the terrifying and boundless karmic catastrophe with one mantra. Moreover, when a mysterious catastrophe bombarded him and punished him, he was instantly obliterated by his gaze.

In the end, Li Lin successfully crossed the catastrophe. She changed into a snow-white dress, looked at Wang Xuan with gentle eyes, and came gracefully...

Wang Xuan supported Xinsheng to succeed in stages.

150 years later, the strange thing on the phone sighed helplessly on the shore of Chaofan Guanghai. After more than a hundred years of research, all the old photos were mobilized. However, he still couldn't really resurrect the cook of the never-closing Tianting Canteen. He is still sad.

"Wu, it was your Wuyou clone who killed him by mistake back then, you should find a way!" Ma said.

Wu nodded, and then he directly contacted Wang Xuan. Ma is embarrassed to ask the junior true king for help, but Wu has no scruples.

Wang Xuan used the cook's pot, ate the delicious food made by him, and received his care. Naturally, it was his duty to do so.

On that day, the light of the true king shines on the extraordinary sea of ​​light!

The cook still has remnants left behind, and there are even old photos taken by strange things on the mobile phone, which were successfully gathered by Wang Xuan, and the cook was initially resurrected.

Ma, the first generation of beast emperor, and things are all moved. The cook is a true sage, and Wang Xuan is like refining medicine. He uses the rules as a medicine furnace, refines it in it, "pounds medicine" in the thunder of heavenly tribulation, makes up for it, and is created by nature.

"Xiao Wang, thank you!" The cook looked at the fireworks in the world and was very excited. Although the other party was the real king, he didn't see anyone else, and still regarded it as his own name.

Next to it, the five fellows of the Tianting Canteen: the Bull Demon, the Yin Yang Dog, the Ten-Tailed Demon Fox, the Black Swan, and the Void Mouse were all stunned.

In the past, they met Wang Xuan in Hell, had a fate and friendship, and were sent to the cook by him in the end.

On the day they met again, Wang Xuan was already the real king, and he directly resurrected a saint, making the five demons feel that life is like a dream.

500 years later, Wang Xuan walked on the fragments of the Dao with his hands behind his back. He was approaching the must-kill list.