Chapter 808: The sky tilts to the northwest, and the ground sinks to the southeast
Yuxu, Yuanshi...
Such names were spoken slowly, accompanied by the demise of the bodies of gods one after another, and the falling of Jin Zhengxuan's remains. It was obviously just an ordinary word, but it also brought unimaginable shock and terrifying suppressive power.
Thanks to the Taoist atmosphere of [Huntian] and [Hou] that remain here.
Even time has not blown away their traces. Wei Yuan was able to display a sword that was truly in the realm of the "Four Majors in the Realm". Starting with humans, it changed twice, and finally deduced to the extreme and touched the "Tao Sword".
The threshold, and then stabbed out with a sword.
Xihai Jin Zhengxuan did not have time to open up the concept of complete mythology.
The sword had already pierced his eyebrows.
Kim Jong is extremely powerful in terms of speed and fierceness.
This was the first time that he encountered a move that directly penetrated the concept of mythology before he could even open it up.
The white-haired Taoist narrowed his eyes.
I felt a throbbing pain in my eyebrows.
‘Kim Jong Pyo would think that the owner of a mere small world is not worth caring about.’
'Kim Zhengping would relax his vigilance because of the presence of the Wood God Jumang, because the latter is not inferior to the healing power of Shennong Ruler. He would subconsciously hold the dignity of the Western Emperor and only open up the mythical concept without completely covering the whole body. This will show
Showing an emotion similar to fear and timidity.'
'I don't like this kind of inner emotion.'
The fluctuations in the three fate lines only interfered from the side, slightly affecting Liao Shuo's mood, prompting the latter to suspend the full-scale combat posture. The probability was probably raised from half and half to about 70%, and Wei Yuan
I already feel a huge mental drain.
It is still too reluctant to use the power of heaven as a human being.
And now, it is no longer possible to stir up Ju Mang's thoughts...
However, this is something that even [Huntian] cannot do after all...
Only the [Tao] born in heaven and earth can affect [Heaven], and interpreting the Tao with human power is only possible through the four major roads in the domain that Wei Yuan himself has taken. No matter it is [Later]
His virtuous conduct, or [Huntian's] ability to cover all living beings, may surpass Wei Yuan in other aspects.
But there are also places that are definitely not as good as Wei Yuan.
Just as Gonggong's waves are unparalleled in the world, Emperor Jun's single combat power is unparalleled and he can never fight Fuxi at a distance.
Wei Yuan looked at Jumang.
Liao Suo's sudden death raised his vigilance to the highest level, almost turning him into a frightened bird. He raised his hand to kill the Emperor of the Sea. This was the top ten peak of even Emperor Wa and Hou Tu who were not good at fighting.
Neither can be done.
"Your strength..."
"no."
Wei Yuan said: "I am far from reaching the realm of my friends, so you can rest assured."
Ju Mang subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously felt relieved, as if the other party really had no intention to kill him. Then he immediately noticed the deviation of his self-awareness. The next moment, he realized that sentence
‘Is this person one of the top ten?’
'no.'
'I am far from reaching the level of my friends...'
'friend……'
Ju Mang was frightened in his heart, and then he saw the white-haired Taoist walking out, and almost instinctively retreated. At this time, the huge mountain range where he was, the majestic palace, unexpectedly collapsed in an almost impossible formation.
, it was a node error in the formation that caused a series of explosions.
"!!!"
"you!"
Ju Mang retreated in anger and said: "I didn't take action against your little world!"
Countless wood energy gathered and turned into countless conceptual defenses during his lifetime. There were thousands of green trees and boundless vitality. Countless rays of light gathered. As expected, the next moment he reacted, the white-haired Taoist appeared.
in front of him.
He pointed out and pointed his right hand directly on the shield.
[Buzhoushan Power] Touch the concept with both hands.
A crackling sound.
Jumang's pupils shrank, and he saw that his defense, which was gathered by laws and could not be penetrated by the power of ten thousand trees, but could not harm him even with the power of ten thousand trees, had cracks in it. In his sleeves and robes,
A ray of sharp energy burst out, and the Chang'an sword immediately penetrated the shield defense.
A loud roar.
Jumang's two-hand support rule.
Almost helplessly watching the white-haired Taoist with indifferent eyes, holding the sword in his right hand, the sword edge pierced through the rules in front of him bit by bit, and pointed towards his eyebrows bit by bit. At this time, Ju Mang's boundless vitality also disappeared.
He has sensed the other party's weakness.
He is not prosperous!
The sword strike just now was not completely priceless!
Jumang's heart ignited with life.
Then he raised his eyes and clearly saw the white-haired Taoist in front of him through the law. Dongfang Yimu was the best at identifying many qi machines. He looked slightly shocked and blurted out: "It's you!!! That human race that has conflicted with Dahuang?!
"
As the words came out, Jumang's face turned slightly pale.
I have seen the other party's true identity, and I am afraid that the other party will never let me go.
The incarnation of ten thousand trees, a green body, with boundless vitality flowing, can live and die endlessly. Gou Mang originally planned to fight to the death, but suddenly he was slightly startled, and his face immediately showed a look of ecstasy. He felt a breath approaching quickly.
.
And after careful identification, what was arriving at a speed that spanned the years was none other than Cho Ming, who was on the first step below the top ten peaks. He was stronger than himself and represented the deputy of the Emperor of Heaven.
At this time, Wei Yuan also sensed Cho Ming's approach.
Cho Ming also noticed the fluctuation here and accelerated like crazy.
The white-haired Taoist had a slightly strange look on his face.
Then he shook his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.
'Choming is Dahuang's position. I definitely don't want to see Jumang and Liaoshou disappear together.'
'From Di Jun's point of view, he will choose to take action and stop the next battle.'
'Considering that my reinforcements finally arrived and found out that they were my opponents, and more importantly, I tried my best to find them myself, what level of injustice is this?'
'The me in the past'
'What on earth did you do!'
A look of pleasure appeared on Ju Mang's face, and he turned his hands. Relying on the boundless vitality and his control over the power of Wanjie Mu Xing, he directly tried to control the Taoist in front of him, to delay the incident and to
Waiting for the choking to come.
As we all know, the Lord of Time is never too late.
"Is this so..."
The white-haired Taoist in blue shirt holds a sword in his right hand, and uses his left hand to make a false move. His sleeves and robe are slightly spread, and his tone is calm:
"I am ordering you not to come here if you are choking."
Ju Mang was about to laugh.
Suddenly he was slightly startled, and he sensed that in the direction of the choking, there were sudden waves of space storms, and there were even traces of the power of time in this space storm, and smoothing out the ripples of time was
The duty of the Lord of Time, the movements of choking cannot be suppressed. ?!!!
Jumang's expression froze, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared.
Looking at the white-haired Taoist with a distant and distant temperament over there, and the sound of opening up the avenue behind him.
Scalp numbness.
Walk!!!
Dun Guang converged and quickly retreated without hesitation, but for some reason, there were always obstacles on the road ahead of Jumang. Gods are not fearless. They are the realms of the top ten, and the God of Jumang is very powerful.
, but it is by no means as powerful as the harvest, but as powerful as the Shennong Whip.
He is not a fighting god at all.
But now, strange phenomena that are enough to cause certain obstacles to him, although they cannot harm him, will inevitably hold him back, continue to happen, and they happen one after another, completely unreasonable!
boom!
The stormy flow of space brushed against the hem of Jumang's clothes.
The next moment, a burst of screams and roars erupted from where his right foot stepped.
There is a poisonous giant beast here, and now this giant beast launched an attack in anger. In an instant, it was torn apart by countless vines and sucked out its soul. However, Gou Mang's movements were continuously slowed down by these successive accidents.
Fortunately, I was far away from that white-haired Taoist.
Fortunately, the other party didn't chase me.
He solved all the troubles at hand and arrived at the front. Then he saw the green shirt and white hair, with a frozen expression. He looked around subconsciously. Just now, he was just panicking and didn't choose the way. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was actually just circling this small world.
I ran away once.
"Wanmu!"
Jumang roared, and pieces of divine weapons flew out from the fragments of the palace.
The flow of light intertwined and changed, with an edge that could tear the enemy apart. Jumang narrowed his eyes and let Mu Xing's rules wrap himself. Then, under extreme circumstances, he developed magical powers that could rival Shi Yi's blood regeneration speed, endlessly, but soon
Ju Mang realized that he had made a mistake.
This is the place where Kim Jong Pyo died in battle.
The metallic energy here is so strong that it reaches a level of despair.
As for Jin Kemu, his magical powers and concepts were disturbed to a considerable extent.
But even so, He is still confident of supporting it. He is confident that when Cho Ming arrives, Mu Xing's vitality eliminates the concept of controlling the vitality and makes the vitality absolutely restrained. It is also possible to turn the outside into a defensive layer that is not inferior to the mountains.
It is a defensive concept that can rank high in the Three Realms and Eight Wastelands.
Seeing that the sword seemed to be blocked by his own concept and unable to pierce.
Jumang breathed a sigh of relief.
"...it's done."
The faint anger, madness, and resentment in his heart all rose up, and he only planned to start dabbling in the concept of killing in the future, to take charge of the power of the West Sea, to join forces with Emperor Jun, and to expose Yuxu in front of him.
Identity, and then let the world pay the price.
The white-haired Taoist flicked his sleeves and let the sword light go into his sleeves.
The magic weapons around him could not hurt him, and then Ju Mang saw the look of surprise in the white-haired Taoist's eyes, and shook his head. For some reason, Ju Mang suddenly felt a strong warning and fear in his heart, and then he saw the white-haired Taoist.
Stretch out your right hand.
The fingers are slightly apart.
The vastness of the sky and the richness of the earth appear at the same time.
Supporting the sky and the earth.
People walk among them.
then……
Ju Mang's doubtful gaze gradually turned into horror. He finally realized what the person in front of him was going to do. His white palms turned slightly, and his five fingers were not clasped together, but pressed calmly. Then the sky and the earth cracked, the pillars of heaven collapsed, and he was pushed down with a human body.
Tianzhu.
Make the earth collapse, make the sky collapse.
This is where the sky tilts to the northwest and the earth sinks to the southeast.
This is [Heaven-shaking]!
The white-haired Taoist put his right hand on Jumang's head.
Layers of breaking sounds.
Mu Shen's defense layers collapsed layer by layer.
Then he pressed his palm on Mu Shen's forehead.
In just a moment, the soul of Mu Shen Jumang was shattered into powder, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his head drooped heavily. The white-haired Taoist looked at the unwilling Emperor of the East China Sea and said: "...When you set foot here, you have already
There is no second way."
"Unfortunately, if you are willing to fight to the death, I will never win so easily..."
The concepts of time flow and the sound of choking arrives.
When Yan Ming solved the unexpected incident as quickly as possible and arrived here, his pupils suddenly shrank. He saw the dead Emperor of the West Sea, the Taoist with green clothes and white hair, withdrew his right hand.
Jumang, who was the best at vitality among the emperors, fell.
Boundless, distant, indifferent.
There is a vague feeling of being destined.
The white colt sword in the choking palm was instantly unsheathed.
"Who are you!!!"
Wei Yuan looked at Cho Ming. He no longer had the strength to fight, nor was he in the mood to fight.
The white-haired Taoist thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"
He turned around casually, his steps were calm and his blue shirt was simple.
"[Houtu] should still have the tea that he liked back then."