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Chapter 115 Lord, Minister, Forbidden

The ancient writing is like a rushing river, and the ten-foot-long face is like a big stone in front of the river. It is rolling back and forth under the impact of the rapids, and may fall apart at any time.

"It's impossible. You're just a little monk. You haven't even refined the 'Nine Apertures'. It's impossible to control something like this that can destroy the world."

"I am the supreme leader of the Purple Stone Palace. If you obediently hand over this peerless treasure to me, I guarantee you a lifetime of prosperity and wealth, which you can enjoy and use inexhaustibly. I already know that you are my Purple Stone

If a disciple of the Purple Stone Palace in Tuzhou who is under the command of the palace, resists tenaciously, when my true form comes, I will capture you in one fell swoop and you will be forever doomed."

In the long river of words, the ten-foot-long giant face was on the verge of despair, but his tone was unprecedentedly tough.

Also, the ten-foot-long giant face is just a fragment of the remaining thoughts of the Master of the Purple Stone Palace, and its power is less than one thousandth of the power of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace.

Even Can Nian can persist for so long under the collision of "ancient writing". When his true form comes, he at least has the power to fight against the long river of writing.

Although "ancient writing" is strong.

But it is like a sharp sword in the hands of Xiang Yu, the "baby", and the pressure on the supreme leader of Zishi Palace is not strong.

The threat from the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace made Xiang Yu feel inexplicably angry.

How long ago had the mighty Overlord of Western Chu been threatened like this? And after the threat, he wanted to kill them all.

Xiang Yu's body has been destroyed by the ten-foot-long giant face. If it weren't for the support of the mysterious text and lines, his soul would have been gone.

Xiang Yu hates threats.

But facing the threat of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace, he is unable to save himself. When the true form of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace arrives, Xiang Yu will be in real danger. The law of the jungle preys on the strong, and the path of cultivation is so cruel.

"How can we turn the huge threat of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace into a safe place?"

A master of the Three Tribulation Realm, his fame alone can make people suffocate and make them look up to the mountains.

Faced with the threat of the supreme master of the Three Tribulation Realm, Xiang Yu felt helpless. However, in his soul, those mysterious "ancient words" were threatened by the supreme master of the Purple Stone Palace, but it was as if their majesty was provoked and his beliefs were blasphemed.

A majestic and majestic will suddenly surged out.

In the long river formed by ancient characters, three characters suddenly shone with light, separated from the rushing river, and flew out.

"Jun."

"minister."

"ban."

The three ancient characters swelled in the wind as soon as they were separated from the long river of writing. Their giant faces were ten feet tall, but each of these three characters became a hundred feet tall.

The word "Jun" shrouded Xiang Yu's soul. Being shrouded by this word "Jun", Xiang Yu suddenly felt as if he had received a reassurance.

Originally, he was helpless under the threat of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace, but with the blessing of the word "Jun", Xiang Yu instantly felt that he had become tall and majestic, becoming an arrogant overlord, truly dominating the world.

The word "Chen" instantly enveloped his huge face.

After being wrapped by the word "Chen", the originally ferocious and terrifying giant face suddenly lost all its majesty, like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.

Lord and minister, Lord and minister.

Xiang Yu is the "Jun", and the Supreme Master of Zishi Palace is the "Chen".

The strong identity change and huge contrast caused the huge face of Shi Zhang to change color in shock, and he struggled violently under the cover of the word "Chen".

"No. I am the Supreme and Supreme. No one can make me surrender."

The giant face shouted loudly and struggled hard, trying to break free from the shackles of the word "Chen".

But the mysterious word "Chen" remained unmoved at all. It wrapped the ten-foot-long face inside it and kept compressing it. The ten-foot-long face became smaller and smaller. In the end, the face was compressed to only the size of a finger and was embedded in the

The word "chen" (Chen) is in the center as big as a palm.

The distortion on his face was still clearly visible, but the roar in his mouth could no longer come out.

The words "Jun, Chen" showed their sharpness for the first time, and they subdued the ten-foot-long giant face very easily.

But the word "forbidden" flew away through the air. A trace of Xiang Yu's soul was stained with the word "forbidden", and followed it as it moved around. In an instant, he didn't know how far he flew through the air, and arrived at a place with misty clouds and mist.

In this place, there was an old man with white clothes and white hair and an unusually old face, sitting cross-legged and meditating with his eyes closed.

The face of this old man was like a miniature version of a giant face ten feet tall.

"This is the true form of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace."

Xiang Yu's soul trembled. Why did the word "forbidden" come here? Is it possible that it wants to surrender and suppress all the masters of the "Three Tribulations Realm"?

The Supreme Headmaster of the Purple Stone Palace felt something at this moment. His eyes that had been closed suddenly opened. When he saw the word "forbidden" suddenly appearing ten feet away in front of him, a hint of shock appeared on his old face.

"Who are you? Why did you enter my retreat without hindrance?"

His voice was stern, and his opened eyes suddenly shone with light. Just the look in his eyes made Xiang Yu's soul tremble, making him feel as insignificant as an ant facing a giant dragon.

However, in the face of the fierce shouts of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace, the word "forbidden" was arrogant and awe-inspiring. On the surface, there was a bright light, and a coercion of submission to all things rushed towards the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

The Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace laughed sarcastically: "If all the 'ancient texts' came, I would still be afraid, but you want to deal with me even if you say a word. You really don't know how high the sky is."

Following the sound, the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace stretched out his big hand, extended the distance by ten feet, and grabbed the word "forbidden" straight away.

The big hand stretched out seems to be able to grasp the world and change the world.

The power of the Three Tribulations Realm is completely natural, and the general trend of the world and the world are contained in the wave of the hand and the flick of the sleeve.

If this one is really caught, let alone the word "forbidden", I am afraid that a big mountain will be turned into powder by him.

Faced with the grasp of the big hand, the word "forbidden" is not dodgeable.

The moment it was grasped by the big hand, it collapsed on its own and fell into the hands of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace like mercury pouring down the ground.

As soon as it fell into the palm of my hand, the mercury-like liquid transformed into the word "forbidden" actually penetrated into the body of the Supreme Master of the Purple Stone Palace along the skin, took root, and instantly spread all over the Master of the Purple Stone Palace like a maggot attached to the bone.

Every part of the Supreme Being's flesh and blood.

"what's the situation."

The Master of the Purple Stone Palace did not expect that the word "forbidden" penetrated into his body. The palm he stretched out instantly lost consciousness, as if it was petrified. Once it was stretched out, it could no longer be taken back.

The sudden change caused the calm demeanor of the Master of the Purple Stone Palace to change instantly. With a shudder, the unconscious arm was broken off in advance...

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ps: As of now, the story has finally revealed the tip of the iceberg.

I took a buffer today and my spirits improved a lot. I can adjust my work and rest time tomorrow and focus on typing!!!!

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