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Chapter 1,139 Three Thousand Nirvana

This Daluo True Immortal's concealment skills were extremely perfect, but he could not escape Lian Shizong's senses, and was caught to death by Lian Shizong's claws before he could take action.

Zhang Gan frowned and said to himself: "It seems the news has spread."

"Hold them!"

As soon as the person who secretly attacked died, a hundred immortal gods jumped out of the dark void of the universe, all of them were powerful men above Daluo, and even the leader was a Daluo Xuanxian!

"People die for wealth and birds die for food! You came here regardless of your lives. If I don't give you a retribution, how can you see my inspiration!"

Zhang Qian smiled proudly and nodded to Lian Shizong. The two of them rushed over together. Zhang Qian used the art of transforming the rainbow with his left hand and the three-talented Hunyuan pen with his right hand. Written in original Taoist texts.

Earth, fire, water, wind! Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, etc., appear in sequence.

As soon as these original Taoist inscriptions were written, the four original Taoist inscriptions of earth, fire, water, and wind merged into one place, transforming into four cosmic natural disasters. The turbulent aura of disaster filled the air, making the gods and gods on the opposite side tremble in their hearts.

The five original Taoist scriptures of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are connected with each other and turn into a five-color divine light like a Milky Way. The divine light circulates and wipes out everything. It wipes out all the magical powers and great spells of all the immortals and gods, and even destroys the sacrifices of these immortals and gods. All the treasures that came out were wiped out!

Rumble...!

Without all the treasures in hand, these gods and gods are simply toothless tigers. At this moment, the four cosmic natural disasters of earth, fire, water and wind came, wrapping all the gods and gods from four directions, and began to grind them like crazy.

But after hearing several screams, dozens of powerful immortals were crushed into nothingness by four natural disasters!

Boom!

The Sancai Hunyuan Brush in Zhang Qian's hand was used to write the Taoist text on the origin of time and space. Those immortals and gods who were still trying to escape were all stagnant. Before they could break free from the stasis of time and space, they were all wiped out by the four cosmic natural disasters.

Whoosh!

With a volume of Ten Thousand Dao Ce, all the origins left behind by these immortal gods and powerful people after their death were plundered, and more than a hundred regular Tao gods were immediately transformed. Sweeping force.

"Don't give up yet!"

Lian Shizong looked back at the depths of the void behind him, and there were many monks following him far behind. Apparently, the movement of their actions attracted many monks. Seeing Zhang Qian's power, these monks did not dare to step forward, but they did not leave. , only sent the message secretly and followed from a distance.

"Humph, don't worry about them!"

Zhang Gan snorted coldly and continued to fly forward without even looking at the immortals following him.

Along the way, Zhang Qian finally saw the madness of those big forces. For the purpose of Nine Transformations Xuan Gong, they almost sent out most of their clansmen, almost all over the world, and even a stream of spiritual consciousness swept through any place at any moment. Pass and search for Zhang Qian's whereabouts.

"If you make me anxious, I will spread the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique to all the worlds!"

Zhang Qian was secretly angry. He had planned this before, but finally gave up, not because of anything else, but because the time had not come yet!

"Stop! Where else do you want to go?"

Suddenly there was a sharp shout, and a terrifying pressure of the Holy Path swept over. A powerful man of the Holy Path who looked to be in his twenties and had an extremely handsome face arrived.

This powerful man of the holy way looks to be only about twenty years old, but in fact he has lived for an unknown number of years. He is dressed in white clothes and looks extremely chic, and the whisk in his hand is also white and flawless.

I don’t know what kind of treasure this whisk is. The silk threads of three thousand whisks are floating in the air, causing terrifying power fluctuations, causing tiny ripples to appear in the void of the universe!

The only feeling the other party gave Zhang Qian was that it was clean, extremely clean, and there was no dust at all.

"Who are you?"

Hearing Zhang Qian's question, the great master of the holy way smiled slightly: "I am Wuchenzi, Zhang Qian, you can't run away. If you continue like this, you will die sooner or later. Why don't you bow down to me and become a true successor?" Disciple, I keep you safe!"

"Be bold!"

Lian Shizong shouted angrily and glared at Wuchenzi fiercely.

Wuchenzi was stunned and didn't understand why Lian Shizong was so angry.

"No, I can't afford it!"

Zhang Qian sneered.

"As expected, you are a stubborn person, so I will personally take action to subdue you and take you with me to teach you. It can also be considered as a meritorious deed for all sentient beings in the world!"

Wuchenzi said beautiful words, but he was not slow in his actions. He flicked the whisk in his hand, causing the void of the universe to rumble and explode, as if trillions of stars were running over him.

Bang!

The next moment, three thousand fly whisk threads flew out, extending infinitely in an instant, forming a shield in the air, turning into a heavenly and earthly net, covering Zhang Qian and Lian Shizong.

Zhang Qian glanced around and saw dense nets of silk threads above, below, left and right, and what was terrifying was that each thread replaced a law in the void!

With a wave of his hand, Wuchenzi set up a cage of laws!

"Good idea!"

Zhang Qian sighed in admiration and made a stroke with the Sancai Hunyuan Pen in his hand. Three thousand original Taoist scripts appeared spontaneously without any writing process.

Buzz buzz...!

Three thousand original Taoist texts flew straight towards every thread around them.

During the flight, each of the original Taoist scriptures turned into magical magical powers. With a wave of his hand, Zhang Qian unleashed three thousand magical magical powers!

Wuchenzi's eyes narrowed, and he looked intensely at the Zhutian Wandao Ce and Sancai Hunyuan pens in Zhang Qian's hands.

"It turns out that these two treasures are actually one body, and together they can write three thousand original Taoist scriptures!"

Wuchenzi's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he could see the mystery at a glance, and he suddenly became greedy. A strong man like him also coveted these two treasures.

Dangdangdang...!

The next moment, three thousand laws and magical powers all bombarded three thousand whisk threads. However, what surprised Zhang Qian was that under the bombardment of so many magical powers, these whisk threads did not move at all.

"It's useless. My ten thousand whisks control the avenue of law and connect with the original Dao intention. How can I break through it with my magical power?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Chenzi had a thought, and the whisk threads that were netting Zhang Qian and Lian Shizong all fell down, quickly shrank, and went towards the two nets.

Of course Zhang Qian smiled: "Is that really true?"

boom!

Amidst the roar of the void, three thousand original Taoist texts appeared again. This time, these three thousand original Taoist texts merged in the air and condensed into a golden scissor.

Click!

The scissors twisted the whisk silk thread coming from the net and immediately cut hundreds of silk threads!

Click, click, click...!

The next moment, the scissors flew up and flew around Zhang Gan, breaking all the whisk threads around him into two pieces.

"How about my magical powers?"

Zhang Gan stared at Wuchenzi, and the scissors fell into his hands, like a real treasure!

Whoosh!

Wuchenzi's eyes turned cold, and he flicked the fly whisk in his hand. Strangely, all the silk threads that had been cut before were completely restored.

"I have underestimated your abilities, so let me show you my true abilities!"

Wuchenzi flicked his whisk and shouted in a low voice: "Three thousand annihilations!"

Buzz!

Three thousand fly whisk threads scattered, each one piercing deeply into the depths of the void, covering hundreds of millions of miles of void around Zhang Qian and Lian Shizong.

"What's this!"

Zhang Qian was stunned, and saw the three thousand whisk threads rooted in the void shaking, and streams of Dao Qi of Nirvana filled the air. In the air of Dao, a world of Nirvana was created, wrapping Zhang Qian and Lian Shizong in it. Among them, the terrifying morality of death made the two souls tremble!


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