Chapter 73 Zhunti Seizes the Treasure! Suppressed with One Palm——

Above the ancient East China Sea.

An incarnation of Nuwa is rushing towards the East China Sea carrying a treasure tripod.

This treasure tripod is naturally the innate treasure Qiankun Ding borrowed from Ao Changsheng.

Although it was easy to use, Nuwa had no intention of intercepting the Qiankun Cauldron.

As for why it was an incarnation, not the original body.

That's naturally because...

Nuwa slowly flew towards the East China Sea, looking at the colorful sacred stone in the Qiankun Cauldron, with a little hesitation in her eyes.

Then he quietly placed a top-quality innate spiritual treasure, the Black Turtle Hammer, into it.

"That should be enough." A smile appeared on Nuwa's face.

Then...

A golden light flashed.

The incarnation of Nuwa fell immediately.

In the void, a treasure tree decorated with gold, silver, colored glaze, glass, clams, red beads, agate, etc. flew out of the void and directly swept away the Qiankun Cauldron.

On the other side, the sky is beyond the sky.

Nuwa's face, who had just returned to the dojo, suddenly changed, her beautiful eyes opened angrily, and she yelled angrily: "Who dares to destroy my incarnation and steal the treasure!"

The next moment, Nuwa herself appeared at the place where her incarnation fell.

However, Nuwa looked at the empty East China Sea with an extremely ugly face. With his saintly eyesight, he could not see the slightest trace.

Moreover, the calamity has not yet occurred, and the heavenly secrets are so chaotic that even the saints cannot deduce them.

only...

In the ancient world, who else could wipe out her incarnation in an instant and prevent her from seeing any traces of it? Besides the saints, who else could be there?

Nuwa snorted coldly, her beautiful eyes looked to the west without any hesitation.

"Do you really think that my Nuwa is easy to bully?" Nuwa's eyes were cold.

However, just when Nuwa was about to rush to the west, suddenly, a terrifying wave came from the left side.

Nuwa's face changed slightly, she gritted her teeth and hurried towards that direction.

…

"The innate treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron, is really a good treasure!" In the void, Zhunti held the Qiankun Cauldron and inspected it, his face full of joy.

As early as Nuwa showed that the Qiankun Ding had returned to nature, Zhunti had been eyeing the Qiankun Ding.

Originally, he was still thinking about what kind of reward he would have to pay in exchange for Nuwa to take action and use the Qiankun Cauldron to refine the spiritual veins of the ancient western land.

But when he saw Nuwa carrying the Qiankun Cauldron to the East China Sea in an incarnation, he was stunned.

Isn't this Qiankun Ding Nuwa's treasure?

Zhunti reacted immediately.

In this ancient world, who in the East China Sea can hold a treasure like the Qiankun Ding?

There is only one hidden great power who was once called a Taoist friend by Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

but...

To be called a Taoist friend by Taoist Hongjun, maybe he just knew Hongjun relatively early. As for his cultivation...

There are currently eight heavenly saints in the prehistoric period, but there is no one like this one from the East China Sea.

Zhunti felt the power of the Heavenly Saint, and a flash of greed flashed in his eyes.

As for Nuwa...

At the time of calamity, the heavenly secrets were in chaos, and who could prove that he had stolen them.

After he snatched the Qiankun Ding, he put it away and did not appear in the world or the wilderness.

That Nuwa couldn't rush to his dojo, fight one against two, search out this treasure in the hands of him and his senior brother, and snatch it away!

They are all saints!

What's more, they are still two people, who is afraid of the other!

And while Zhunti was preparing to refine the imprint of Ao Changsheng in the Qiankun Cauldron, he was imagining that the Western land would be filled with innate spiritual beings in the future, far more than the West.

"Bold——"

An angry shout suddenly sounded in his ears.

Then, a big hand protruded from an unknown place and traveled through the void, grabbing Zhunti directly in the palm of his hand.

"This is..."

Feeling the saint-level binding power displayed by the surrounding palms, Zhunti's eyes moved slightly.

"This powerful man is actually a dragon?"

In the mysterious dojo in the East China Sea, it is no secret that a dragon has made several attacks in the wild.

Therefore, some people have long suspected that the hidden power in the mysterious dojo is a dragon that survived the previous era.

As for the saint's methods, this did not surprise Zhunti Duo.

After all, the magical dojo alone is enough to show that the hermit is not simple.

only...

"Isn't it a bit fanciful to want to suppress Pindao with just one hand without showing his true body?"

Zhunti snorted coldly, the power of the Heavenly Saint showed up, and the surrounding void suddenly shattered inch by inch, spreading towards the big hands around him.

but...

That big hand was like sacred iron material, facing the shattered void without even the slightest tremor.

Zhunti was not surprised, as his figure flashed and his Dharma Body appeared immediately.

Eighteen hands, twenty-four poems, hold the umbrella cover of the necklace, the fish intestines in the flower pot, the sacred pestle, the precious file, the golden bell, the silver halberd, the flag and other items.

The Tao Fruit that is entrusted in the Heavenly Dao is directly borrowing the power of the Heavenly Dao.

This Taoist Zhunti showed his strongest strength in an instant.

certainly...

He had no intention of killing Xiang Ao Changsheng, but showed his strongest strength just to escape.

He has never forgotten the purpose of this time. He only needs to send the Qiankun Ding to Mount Sumeru.

Later, either Nuwa or the owner of the treasure came to find it.

Don’t admit it! have no idea! Not me!

At that time, this treasure will be named Xi.

only...

"Trying to escape!"

Ao Changsheng could naturally see that the Zhunti Taoist in front of him had no intention of fighting, and snorted coldly.

With a thought, the Divine Universe in the dojo appeared behind him.

Although incarnations have been used to activate the Chinese universe in the past, this does not mean that Ao Changsheng's body cannot be used.

In the Shenzhou universe, Ao Changsheng's will emanates from the World Tree, permeating the entire universe.

The great power of the vast world directly blessed Ao Changsheng. At the same time, he replaced the heart of heaven with his own heart, and the power of the Taoist field was also superimposed on Ao Changsheng.

There is a vast universe on one side, and the power of a dojo on one side.

Either of these two types can give Ao Changsheng the means of a Hunyuan Saint, and when the two are superimposed, their power is not as simple as 1+1.

Ao Changsheng just made a move.

On the other side, terrifying power emerged from the protruding palm.

The shadow of a vast world appeared in the palm of his hand, and in that world was a Taoist Zhunti with eighteen hands and twenty-four poems.

"Isolation!"

Ao Changsheng's voice sounded in the vast world.

Then, Taoist Zhunti suddenly discovered in panic that he could no longer sense the way of heaven or his own Tao fruit.

"What method is this?"

Zhunti shouted in panic, without any of the majesty of the Heavenly Saint before.

Ignoring the panicked Zhunti, Ao Changsheng's majestic voice continued to ring in this world.

"I said, this world is boundless!"

"I said, there is no aura in this world!"

"I said, there is no great way in this world!"

"I said..."

Ao Changsheng said dozens of "I said" sentences in succession, making this vast world as solid as iron, locking Zhunti firmly in it.

In this vast world.

Zhunti lay on the ground without any image of a saint, firmly suppressed by the power of the entire world.

Even Zhunti himself probably didn't think of it.

He just burst out with momentum, then revealed his true form, and was suppressed.

Moreover, there is still no resistance at all.

"Let me out, I was careless, you attacked me, I am not ready, either kill me, or let me out, we fight again..."

Zhunti yelled crazily.

As a saint of heaven, Zhunti doesn't worry about death at all. Even if he dies here, he will be resurrected on the other side of heaven.

"I won't kill you..."

Ao Changsheng's voice echoed across heaven and earth.

"I will fix this world in this void for millions of years..."

"In these millions of years, even Daluo, Taiyi and even Jinxian can come to admire the majesty of the saint."

"Moreover, even if the calamity is over, I will take action to disrupt the secrets of heaven. I think Nuwa will also be happy to watch and lead."

"So you won't know who has been here to pay their respects to you!"

"Of course, you can also choose to commit suicide! Resurrection on the other side of heaven..."

"However, I also know some methods of killing three corpses. If you choose to commit suicide here, then you may not have a chance to kill the third corpse in this life."

Ao Changsheng's voice echoed in Zhunti's ears.

"No, you can't do this!"

Zhunti's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted crazily.

When Nuwa broke through the void and appeared here, what she heard was what Ao Changsheng said to Zhunti.

Even though she was extremely angry at Zhunti for sneaking up on her and taking away the Qiankun Cauldron, she couldn't help but feel her heart tremble at this moment.

The saint is immortal, and all he cares about is his appearance and his progress in cultivation.

But at this time, the two were brought out by Ao Changsheng, forcing Zhunti to choose one over the other.

"Senior Immortal!" Nuwa quickly saluted and said respectfully.

"Take the Qiankun Cauldron and come to my dojo!" Ao Changsheng's faint voice fell into Nuwa's ears.

And that big hand slowly retracted it.

In the void, Nuwa looked at the illusory world connected to the void, and looked at Zhunti who looked crazy in that world.

While feeling happy in my heart, I couldn't help but feel terrified. I grabbed the Qiankun Ding in the void and flew towards Ao Changsheng's dojo. .