Zhang Rongfang remained silent.
He looked around, blood had filled the entire cave and spread.
All the stone men were eroded by blood and water, emitting white smoke, smashed and fell down.
At his level, after the blood summoning ability is deployed, it can endlessly transform the surrounding world's essence into blood.
He actually doesn't know what the essence of heaven and earth is. Anyway, it is the instinctive ability of the blood in the whole body. He can bleed as long as he calls out in his heart.
The ability is very convenient and practical.
Moreover, these bloods are not the blood essence of his ancestors, but they also have the effect of eroding and resisting the spirit lines of gods and Buddhas.
"Qian Kun." Yue Dewen blocked the blood in his nostrils with a ball of paper he found somewhere.
Then press **** the acupuncture point, trying to stop the bleeding.
"You are already very strong..." He sighed, "At this age, as you said, no one is stronger than you."
"Whether it is talent, strength, or heart, you are the strongest person I have ever seen except me." He sighed, "But..."
He knew that Zhang Rongfang was already very strong and excellent.
Or in other words, it has far exceeded his imagination.
But unfortunately... time waits for no one, the current era, the current situation... there is no more time for him to continue to grow.
The guy said he was waiting for me in Dadu. "Zhang Rongfang said suddenly. "Although you have said a lot, old man, you just described how strong, powerful, and irresistible he is.
But no matter how famous you are, you have to really try to fight against each other.
"Rong Fang, you..." Yue Dewen still wanted to speak.
"Don't talk about Lao Yue, you have blown him to be the only one in the world. He was invincible hundreds of years ago, and he is already the pinnacle of all warriors.
If I don’t go and have a look, wouldn’t it be in vain, you just sighed and boasted so much? "
Zhang Rongfang smiled.
"Since he has so many titles, he is still recognized as the strongest in the world, even you are ashamed. So, if I kill him, all the titles and fame will be mine?"
"When did I say that I'm not as good as him??" Yue Dewen said angrily, "I didn't dare to shoot casually! Otherwise..."
"Okay, okay, you are strong enough, you are still number one in the world." Zhang Rongfang said perfunctorily.
"Let's go! Go save people first!" Yue Dewen was so angry that he picked up two stone statues and walked towards the crack outside.
Zhang Rongfang followed behind, the wings on the back quickly contracted, pressed against the skin, wriggled and folded, and disappeared.
From the outside, it seems that his back is slightly stronger than the average person, other than that, there is no difference.
"Are you really going? Dadu?" Bai Lin was still asking in his mind.
"Whether to go or not, there is actually only one result. Isn't it?" Zhang Rongfang asked back.
"Your master is right. Although your martial arts has made a breakthrough again, Saint Xun is different." Bai Lin said in a deep voice.
"What's different?"
"Do you know that projection possession one is basically the ability of gods and Buddhas. Moreover, I observed the strength of his increase after possession just now. That kind of strength, even many powerful gods, can't reach it." To that level. He has far surpassed the scope of human beings and reached another realm." Bai Lin explained.
Zhang Rongfang fell silent.
This is the way of the world.
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Either, you will be a dust, inconspicuous, and no one will know you, or come here to provoke you on purpose.
Either, you should be the kind of person that others know and dare not provoke.
The former, with a slight gust of wind, may be blown down and disappear.
As for the latter, you need to pay too much...!
There was emotion in his tone, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
The complete body of the ancestor of the blood race is another form separate from the blood lotus, the final form, and the daily form.
To be precise, this is his real body at this time.
The current state of retracting his wings has instead become his deliberately disguised appearance.
So... he can still unfold the blood lotus and start the final form in the full state of the ancestor of the blood race.
But these need a little time to adjust to the best.
Bi Jing's body structure has changed drastically, and many martial arts moves need to be optimized and adapted.
That is it. He was impatient before, and rushed over here in a hurry just after breaking through.
Now, with free time, he can finally adjust his martial arts before heading to the capital.
Sheng Xun is really strong, just a projection almost killed Lao Yue.
But why did he try his best?
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Near Dadu, in an unnamed barren hill.
In the area near the top of the mountain where weeds were overgrown and fallen leaves were all over the ground, a sudden vibration spread from the air.
A little blue light slowly exploded from hundreds of meters above the sky.
The blue light turned into a blue ring, slowly scattered from top to bottom.
Where the circle passed, a huge dark blue temple gradually emerged.
The entire temple is composed of countless blue crystals, and the walls and tiles are all translucent crystal materials.
From a distance, the temple looks more like a mountain. Above the sharp top, there are subtle blue light spots floating up and transpiring.
The width of hundreds of meters occupies almost all the top area of this barren mountain.
In the sound of rumbling door opening.
The gate of the temple slowly opened outwards. A piece of bright blue crystal floor tiles was exposed inside.
A golden aisle like a dragon's spine, extending from the gate to the huge stone chair at the end.
Slowly, a tall figure walked in through the door, holding a platinum scepter that was higher than his head, and walked step by step to the seat at the end.
Enter as the figure moves forward.
A large number of translucent figures began to appear on the surface of the surrounding zenith, walls, the ground on both sides of the very golden aisle, and the pillars supporting each other.
Their faces are distorted, some are pious, some are disgusting, some are angry and some are joyful.
All the empty figures are babbling at the people who come in.
The rustling voice kept echoing in the temple. It seemed that countless people were whispering.
Dense gazes and gazes seemed to gather on the tall figure.
But the figure didn't care at all, still walking forward step by step with the scepter.
He was wearing a blue-gold robe and a pure gold feather-pattern spiritual crown on his head.
The so-called spiritual crown is similar to a crown, but in the center is inlaid with a blue gem representing the eye of the sky.
The material of this kind of spiritual crown is generally made of feathers and gold threads.
The figure quickly walked to the throne at the end, turned around and sat down. Showing an old wrinkled face.
It was the head of the three giants of Ling Feitian who was still fighting with Zhang Rongfang's master and apprentice before-Sheng Xun.
"Are you back? How about Shengwu?" On the side of the temple below, a burly man in a blue scarf and long robe suddenly appeared, stood on the golden aisle, and bowed his head to salute.
This person just went to the Confucian priest.
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"Sheng Wu has fallen." Sheng Xun said calmly, "The person who killed her was the master and apprentice of Yue Dewen, a Taoist sect."
Shen Mu frowned and fell silent for a while.
"Master and apprentice Yue Dewen? Will it affect the overall situation?"
Sheng Xun closed his eyes slightly. "That's not enough. Yue Dewen only has the power of one blow. Although he is strong, he can't control it precisely. As for the others, his apprentice tried his best to defeat my projection, but judging from its level, it is still far away from the gods. It's just At that level, they are only stronger than the other top spiritual generals, and they cannot break through the point of qualitative change and interfere with the overall situation."
Shen Mu nodded: "That's good. The first stage was opened at Shengwu. With her attracting my attention, everything went well here. I have successfully completed the second stage. Next, there is the Holy Spirit Palace."
"Have the Spirit Guards been activated?" Sheng Patrol asked in a deep voice
"Yes, my lord. The Black Spirit Guard, Tadora, Antlers, Gray Wolf, and the four armies are fully awake." Shen Mu replied respectfully.
"That's good." Sheng Xun sighed softly, "Where is my Emperor Kun? Where is it now?"
"It has been taken away by the anti-time society, and its whereabouts are unknown. However, these little mice seem to have made a big move, and the tails of the mice must be exposed soon." Shen Mu replied.
"Then, I will leave this place to you." Sheng Xun said in a deep voice
Holding the scepter in his hand, he lightly beat the ground.
There was a soft clicking sound.
He, with his scepter, turned into a black line in an instant, dissipating and fading away.
Shenmu raised his head, turned and walked out of the temple, standing on the steps in front of the door, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and raised it up.
"I shepherd the spirits of all living beings, and punish chaos on behalf of the heavens!"
Hiss!
A dot of blue-gold light suddenly lit up in his hand, then spread rapidly and exploded.
In an instant, countless dense blue-gold light beams, like ribbons or shooting stars, flew towards the distance.
Blue meteors crashed into the ground around the barren mountains.
The ground shook. Pieces of soil were slowly arched, bulged, and scattered.
Poof.
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A huge black monster broke out from the ground.
They are still humanoid, their skin has a moss-like texture, and the overall color is black and blue.
From a distance, these giant beasts look like bald giants with big bellies, holding giant maces in their hands, and their abdomens are full of layers of fat.
They also have messy, bony spur-like raised horns on their backs.
Its head is smaller than its body which is more than ten meters long, and it has no eyes, only two nostrils and a big mouth full of jagged teeth.
"Go, my dearest Tadora..." Shen Mu showed a kind smile on his face, "Go clear the weeds on the earth and make the world clean."
He looked at it, and there were hundreds of giant beasts densely packed under the mountain, and they roared hoarsely at the same time.
seemed to be responding to his whisper.
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Underground of Yuxu Palace.
At the edge of the big crack, Zhang Rongfang grabbed the hair of Koshiwo and Taoist Qing Yi with one hand, and hung them in the air.
Holding Yue Dewen with the other hand, he flapped his wings and flew gently to the ground.
just came up, and the surrounding ground was a mess.
The sea of trees has long since disappeared, and there are deep cracks everywhere on the ground.
There are clusters of trees in the east and clusters in the west, scattered and pitiful.
A distant breeze blows, bringing a strong smell of blood.
Zhang Rongfang looked up at the stone pillars around in the distance.
The surface of the stone pillar is full of holes, full of traces of the aftermath of the battle.
The buildings on the top were also damaged.
I can’t even see a single person…
"The people from the Shigong Zongfu and the Sensing Gate were all brought here by me. It's just that there were too many stone figures before." Yue Dewen sighed, "Go, go to the Tianmen to have a look."
"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded, flapped his wings, and accelerated towards the distance.
Just flew all the way, and gradually corpses and broken stone men began to appear scattered below.
The two corpses of the county lay in disorder and fell on the ground between the cracks. They had already lost their breath.
Blood stained the only remaining mud forest, adding a touch of tragedy to the entire Yuxu Palace.
Soon, Zhang Rongfang flew to the entrance and exit of Tianmen.
The cliffs are full of corpses and stone man fragments.
At this time, more than a dozen people were checking the corpses, looking for survivors who were still alive.
Among them, an old man with a height of three meters is the most conspicuous.
Zhang Rongfang recognized at a glance that it was Shangguan Feihe, the head of the Twelve Palace Lords.
