The sun shines brightly in the sky, shining golden light everywhere in the city.
The city is bathed in the warm sunshine and has a sense of peace and tranquility.
The area of this city is very vast and it is a large city. The emperor spent some effort to relocate the people here.
Today, there are tens of thousands of soul monks in this city. There is not a single civilian.
Wen Wujun was sent by the emperor to preside over the ceremony, not only to maintain order, but also to command several martial masters and thousands of soul generals, specifically to serve the martial emperors.
Soul monks often have some hobbies. Hearing that Lord Wu has been working hard for days, he is very haggard and very happy. At least within his scope, there is no major incident or dissatisfaction.
Mr. Wen Wu felt really sad for the emperor. The good passage was usually in the wild and rarely in the city. This time, it was bumped into by the emperor.
Hearing that Lord Wu had finished practicing, he cheered up again and ordered the Lord Wu who led the team. Some of them should be responsible for cleaning, some should be responsible for delivering food and vegetables, and some should be serving Emperor Wu.
In short, no civilians are allowed to stay here. Naturally, all these trivial matters are left to the soul monks led by Lord Wen Wu to handle.
After the explanation, I heard that Lord Wu was filled with joy, so he picked up the tea cup and enjoyed the sunshine and the taste of tea. Suddenly, the endless murderous aura of Lingyun filled the air, and a terrifying aura of Emperor Wu suddenly burst out.
The surprise was extraordinary. I heard that the tea cup in Wu Jun's hand was smashed. He looked at a tree in the courtyard with dead leaves falling: "It's still June. Why are the leaves falling?"
Desolate, chilling.
"Nie Wen, King Jing, quickly go to the Five Elements Realm."
The sound is like a loud bell, rolling low over the city, going back and forth endlessly.
Nie Wen, who was making tea, his face changed wildly, and he was almost horrified: "Brother Zuo, is Brother Zuo going crazy?"
"It's not good." Nie Wen's face suddenly turned pale and frightening. Thinking of the horror of the True Holy Talisman, he rushed out without hesitation and called out Senior Brother Pang and others: "Senior Brother Pang, let's go! Follow me!"
Nie Wenji dragged Senior Brother Pang and others, smashed through the roof crazily, and flew madly to the interface passage.
Senior Brother Pang was unhappy and irritable, and shouted: "Master Nie, you are doing it again and again. What do you want?"
"If you don't leave, you're dead." Nie Wen was anxious. His face turned green: "Brother Zuo is going crazy. He wants to use the True Holy Talisman. He shouted this to remind me to leave."
Senior Brother Pang's face changed, from red to white, then white to gray. He almost fell down and trembled: "True holy talisman!"
Senior Brother Pang and others looked at each other and rushed towards the passage frantically. The speed of their escape was unrivaled. They even used the spirit to increase their speed.
If you cast the true holy talisman, that's fine.
No matter how crazy Senior Brother Pang is, he will never dare to think that he can block the True Holy Talisman.
Senior Brother Pang was sweating profusely and ran away with a pale face. Suddenly, his heart suddenly stirred: "There are probably tens of thousands of soul monks in this city. Zuo Wuzhou can really do this! His courage is beyond belief."
Tens of thousands of soul monks gathered in this city. No one knew that disaster was about to come.
Feel Zuo Wuzhou's breath rushing through the air.
There was a hint of displeasure on Zhuo Mu's handsome face: "Why did Mu Longqing do this? He couldn't even take care of a Martial Emperor. He clearly disgraced our Zhuo Yizong. If this matter were spread to the generals, wouldn't it be possible? The butt of the joke.”
"Yes, Young Master Zhuo, thanks to him Mu Longqing is still a genius among geniuses, it seems that he is nothing more than that." A Wu Yu next to him chuckled and agreed.
Another Wu Yu had a ruthless look in his eyes: "Young Master Zhuo, do you want to stop this Martial Emperor for him?"
"You just don't look at me." A Wu Yu scolded with a smile: "It was Mu Longqing who couldn't clean it up and became the laughing stock. It was Mu Longqing who had nothing to do with this sect."
Zhuo Mu was secretly satisfied, half-nodding in approval. He half-smiled but said, "Isn't he Mu Longqing known as the number one genius of Zhuo Yizong? I want to see what he can accomplish."
Zuo Wuzhou flew past the city with great momentum. The three warriors sat back and watched, missing their only opportunity.
In a secret house, several people were practicing secretly. Sensing this aura, they looked up at each other and frowned: "This guy is not as brave as the Yuan Sha Sect and Zhuo Yizong who offended the Yuan Sha Sect and Zhuo Yizong yesterday, and dares to show up in this city.
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"It's hard to say whether Yuan Sha Zong and Zhuo Yizong are incompetent." A martial arts official said sarcastically, causing everyone to laugh.
"We'll leave after talking among ourselves. Don't let this word get out." Another Wu Yu confessed in a deep voice.
"I know, even if the news spreads, what can I do? No matter how powerful the Yuan Sha Sect and Zhuo Yizong are, they can't help but let people talk. Besides, there are at least several sects who sent people this time."
"In this city, there are Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons. There are probably 20 or 30 Wu Yu sent by seven or eight sects. With so many sects here, is it possible that Yuan Sha Sect and Zhuo Yizong can turn the world upside down?
go."
It is true that the Yuansha Sect and Zhuo Yizong do not have the extraordinary ability and courage, but there are some people who have the ruthlessness and determination to break the world and change their appearance.
A furious roar and a breath flying through the air suddenly shocked the silent city.
Che Jiu was practicing, and when he sensed the breath, he trembled: "It's him again! He's not dead yet."
Che Jiu was one of the nine great emperors who besieged Zuo Wuzhou in the Battle of Sanmiao. The only person in this big city who recognized Zuo Wuzhou's original origin was Che Jiu.
It was the battle last night, and Che Jiu came over to watch the battle. He immediately recognized the black-robed Martial Lord who had given him a very terrifying impression. More than five years had passed, and Zuo Wuzhou had transformed from a Martial Lord to a Martial Emperor.
Che Jun came here with his family to trade. That’s not the case. When I saw Zuo Wuzhou last night, I
Fortunately, the city was very big and many Emperor Wu came. Che Jiu didn't have to worry about being discovered by Zuo Wuzhou. The battle that year was so thrilling that Che Jiu would never forget it.
When he saw Zuo Wuzhou, Che Jiu almost lost his soul. The person he thought was dead suddenly reappeared. Especially a very vicious old enemy. Che Jiu had no doubt that Zuo Wuzhou wanted to kill him.
"This person is too ruthless. If he finds me, I will die." Che trembled for a while, thinking of Zuo Wuzhou's strength last night, he was filled with fear: "No, I'll deal with it quickly and return quickly."
"There is no plan to keep this man alive. We must gather all the sects and sects to kill him. Otherwise, I will not be able to live in peace for the rest of my life."
Che Jiu's face turned pale: "I heard that he is cultivating the Five Elements Soul, and he is less than fifty. A fifty-year-old Martial Emperor is really terrifying. This person must not survive."
"How did he come back to life?" Che Jiu couldn't figure it out. He had obviously seen Zuo Wuzhou's body with his own eyes back then, but he saw it here. The more he thought about it, the weirder it became.
As a person who personally experienced the Battle of Sanmiao that year, Che Jiu becomes terrified every time he thinks about the madness of that year.
Because Zuo Wuzhou's bravery and ferocity back then had completely frightened him and many others.
The sun is warm, but a bit dazzling.
He Xie raised his hand to cover his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, coupled with his extremely vulgar appearance, which was particularly erotic. He was the kind of lesbian who would immediately call him a gangster when he saw her.
"I must serve Emperor Xiao Wu well. As long as Emperor Xiao Wu is happy and gives some casual advice, I will have a chance to become a martial lord." He Xie smiled triumphantly, just like the obscene girl who was waiting for him in the brothel.
He Xie was a ninth-grade soul monk who was one of the soul monks under Lord Wen Wu. He Xie was lucky enough to be assigned to serve at the side of a Martial Emperor.
"As long as I become a Martial Master, I will be above ten thousand people. At that time, I can go back to take revenge and kill all the enemies' family members." He Xie's thoughts became more and more beautiful.
Feeling the Martial Emperor's breath passing by, He Xie woke up. He was puzzled: "These Martial Emperors are the most powerful soul monks in the world. Why don't they enjoy life, a lot of money, a lot of beauties, and a lot of fine wine."
He Xie has no pursuit to begin with.
Just as he was about to pursue him into the city, Mu Longqing finally figured out the meaning of that thunderous shout, and was horrified and horrified.
Knowing one thing means knowing everything. Mu Longqing was horrified. He was sweating like rain: "He came back with all his money. It seems that he has thrown himself into a trap, just to kill us all?"
Fei Fei's body paused, looking horrified at Zuo Wuzhou, who was vaguely visible in his field of vision, and he trembled in his heart: "He doesn't dare?"
In this city, there are twenty or thirty Martial Emperors, hundreds of Martial Emperors, and the Martial Lords and Martial Lords from the previous episode sent by seven or eight sects. They come from various sects and sects, from the Five Elements Realm and the Ruijin Realm.
Such a shuttle, isn't it!
Mu Longqing's forehead was dripping with beads of sweat: "Does he dare? Or does he not dare? That shuttle will cost the lives of thousands of soul monks, including countless sects of Fa Hun Tian and Zhen Hun Tian, large and small. He dares,
Still don’t dare.”
"I don't dare, I don't dare!" Mu Longqing thought he was a madman, but when he thought about it, he didn't dare. Because if he put himself in his shoes, if he continued this technique, he would provoke countless sects.
"I don't dare, but he is a lunatic. If he dares, he must dare. He, a lunatic and madman, dares to fight Wu Yu and force me to die in Hongshui Sect. What else can he not dare to do?"
Mu Long's green face is as pale as earth. He calls himself a madman. Compared with Kuang Jin, he has realized that he is far inferior to Zuo Jin.
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Mu Longqing was so shocked that he ran wildly outside the city without even thinking about it. He was so frightened that he forgot that he could fly.
Full of fear and trembling. For the first time, Mu Longqing felt the fear of provoking Zuo Wuzhou!
Because it's too fierce, too crazy. Because Zuo Wuzhou has never lacked the determination to drag everyone in the world to hell.
If he can't defeat the enemy, he only has teeth. He has to bite the enemy's throat and slide together into the bottomless abyss.
The sprint is the final sprint.
Zuo Wuzhou's selfless display brought his speed to the peak of his life. The speed was so fast that it was like a photoelectric stroke across the sky.
The gold-locked shuttle was in my hand, and I was holding it so hard that I was sweating. It was so wet that I felt uncomfortable.
With extremely tyrannical speed, he didn't care. Even if someone came to chop with a knife, he didn't care. He ran through the city with his head crazily and rushed out of the city.
There has never been a moment when the speed reached such a limit.
His spiritual mind was always majestic, scanning the countless pursuers. While trying to distract himself, especially when he sensed the auras of Nie Wen and others rushing towards the passage, he smiled happily and said: "Okay,
Now that Brother Nie is gone, it will be easier to handle."
"But I don't know if Jun Wang is in the city. Since she betrayed me, it would be best if she was in the city.
With a sweep of his mind, Gong Ping was entering the city just as he had planned. At this time, he was walking through the city and came to the edge in the other direction: "They are here, but it's a pity that Mu Longqing seems to be
Noticed."
After silently calculating, I felt dozens of breaths in my mind!
I have never been so nervous in a battle in my life. It was the first time in my life that I used a talisman with infinite power, and it was the legendary true holy talisman.
As soon as ten breaths passed, ink flowed from Zuo Wuzhou's eyes. It was as deep as a black hole, and it was as cold and cold as a murderous and drunken man's sonorous words: "If you want to kill the enemy and avoid future troubles, now is the time!"
The golden soul power was stimulated, and he threw the golden shuttle with all his strength. The golden golden shuttle was like a ray of sunshine, breaking through the air!
Fahuntian's nuclear weapons are released!
A shuttle is astonishing and brilliant in the sky.
The golden shuttle with a perfect streamline shape flows in the air, pulling out a golden streak.
From the body of the golden shuttle, traces of golden brilliance slowly released, and the light quickly filled the infinite in the blink of an eye, almost reaching the limit. It shuttled through the air, like a shuttle-shaped little sun
The unparalleled sharp golden aura suddenly enveloped half of the city as if the sky had collapsed, making people suffocate.
This kind of aura is so strong and terrifying that even ordinary soul monks can really feel it.
Zhuo Mu waited until he turned crimson red: "What kind of aura is this? What is it, a true holy talisman!"
Zhuo Mu waited for the roar to break through the roof. Looking at the spindle-shaped sun above the zenith, his liver and gallbladder were split, his face was pale, he was almost paralyzed, and he howled crazily: "Who. Who put the true holy talisman!"
Countless warriors were the first to recognize it. A wave of desperate madness broke through the roof and saw this terrifying sun. All their faces were ashen, their eyes were full of madness, and the wailing and roaring on the verge of death shook the whole city: "Who is it!
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"This is the Dharma Soul Heaven. Who will have the true holy talisman. Who will use the true holy talisman in this Dharma Soul Heaven. Who will use the true holy talisman on us!"
Half-stepping into the gate of hell has caused countless people with poor mental endurance to collapse, running around crazily, and roaring madly, but they are all meaningless roars.
Outside the city, Mu Longqing ran away frantically. He broke down and said with fear: "He really used it, he actually used it! Is he really not afraid of becoming a public enemy in the world?"
"Why did I come, why did I come to this ghost place." Zhuo Mu and Wu Yu began to wail crazily, and the city was filled with such shrill roars.
Before the Golden Locking Shuttle could exert its power, the city felt like it was exploding. Countless soul monks who felt extremely dangerous fled frantically outside the city.
The sky and the earth were overwhelming, and everyone in the city came out of their houses and fled desperately to the outside of the city. Countless figures jumped up and down among the black heads.
Terror permeated every corner of the city. The earth was trembling in submission.
With one shuttle, everyone's heart and mind were taken away. Their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and they were horrified.
The silent city was suddenly occupied by boundless panic.
It took less than ten breaths to lift off from the Golden Locking Shuttle. It glowed with the most glorious brilliance.
At this moment, it was truly brilliant, truly gorgeous like light..
He Xie didn't recognize it. He looked at it helplessly. The moment the Suojin Shuttle was activated, he felt as if he was being pressed by a boulder.
He suddenly squatted on the ground, unable to stand upright due to the pressure of this aura. Immediately, He Xie found that his desire to take revenge, kill his enemy, and lust for his enemy's daughter might not be fulfilled.
Because the pressure was getting stronger and stronger, so strong that He Crab was pressed to the ground, unable to move.
Then, he saw,
Wen Wujun looked at the little sun in surprise and panic, but didn't recognize it: "What is that? It seems extremely dangerous!"
Wen Wujun suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly felt a terrifying surge of energy. He trembled all over, ran wildly, and followed the huge flow of people to the outside of the city.
Suddenly, the suffocating pressure increased greatly, and the city was filled with ubiquitous gold. It almost pierced Wen Wujun's eyes. Wen Wujun used his last strength and looked at the sky.
What he saw was a dazzling golden ball of light, getting bigger and bigger, expanding rapidly in an instant, and sweeping towards the earth.
Che Jiu recognized it, and his feet seemed to be nailed, unable to move at all.
The fear was so extreme that he was so frightened that he lacked even the courage to fight.
The only thing Che Jiu dared to do, the only thing he could do, was to watch with a broken heart and tears.
sky!
The golden light shone in the sky, expanded into a ball of light, and quickly spread and grew in size, just like the sun falling.
It only took a moment, but before the ball of light arrived, the outer layer of misty light shone down. Che was horrified for a moment. He burst into tears and saw every inch of his body turned into fly ash.
Zhuo Muhun, Fei Po San, can resist like crazy with his own cultivation!
However, this is just a mantis trying to block the car, a meaningless struggle.
The ball of light is just like a line of sea and sky spreading from the sky. It is just golden, but it just falls from the sky. This golden brilliance touches the physical body.
Zhuo Mu and the other martial arts masters roared and hated each other. They used their greatest skills and abilities and desperately used all kinds of true talismans to blast out. But it was difficult to shake. Everyone was holding on desperately in the golden light.
As a result, Zhuo Mu saw with his own eyes how he disappeared into ashes and ceased to exist, turning into dust.
Gong Ping trembled and ran away frantically.
But the speed of his escape was not as fast as the burst of light. Gong Ping, who was caught up by the light, went crazy. He struggled in the golden light, collapsed and howled: "Lin Zhou, Lin Zhou! You lunatic. Why didn't you let me
Kill me, how dare you use the True Holy Talisman."
If he had known Zuo Wuzhou's ruthlessness, madness, and true holy talisman, he would never have dared to become Zuo Wuzhou's enemy.
An ancient poem goes like this: An inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray.
Gong Ping is an inch of flesh and an inch of ashes.
While chatting and laughing, they scooped up the ashes of the parasol trees that flew away into smoke.
The golden shuttle turned into a huge sun. A seemingly endless golden ball covered most of the city.
Those golden colors almost blinded the eyes. Zuo Wuzhou had never seen such dazzling brilliance in his life.
It is no longer appropriate to describe this situation and scene with the words of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, and the sky collapsing and the earth splitting. This is clearly the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, the power of swallowing up the sky and the earth, and the disaster of annihilation.
Zuo Wuzhou was stunned and completely shocked.
I could only say one thing over and over in my heart: "It's terrible, it's terrible!"
The scene in front of me can only be briefly described in a poem: a shuttle locks gold, a stream of light shines. The sky and the earth are together. It makes people feel breathless.
I don't care about the false benevolence and righteousness in the world, and I go up to the cold mountain alone to release my wildness. I want to lock up the golden light and shine for nine thousand miles when the storm hits the city.