Like a prison, the wild breath permeated the nine heavens and ten earths.
An arrogant figure was deep in the middle of the Divine Chain Law, and his body erupted with billions of rays of light.
Even the heavy blockade could not stop his peerless brilliance.
"The Undefeated King."
A middle-aged monk took a deep breath and said with burning eyes.
Many monks did not agree, but in their hearts they already agreed.
No matter how strong a monk is, even if it is a barrier that blocks Guo Ming's comprehensiveness, he can step into it with one foot.
The myth of undefeated, the legend of undefeated, Guo Ming used his strength and blood to cast his own glory and write his own legend.
Although the battle is not over, everyone has already guessed the end.
It was a faith, perhaps blind, but it was the truest thought in their hearts.
Hundreds of ancient scriptures rose in Guo Ming's heart, sacred scriptures rang out, and every word could evolve into a great avenue and turn into divine brilliance.
Hundreds of ancient scriptures illuminated Guo Ming's internal organs, illuminated his limbs and hundreds of remains, and illuminated his three hundred and sixty-five entrances.
The supreme Zen sound of the ancient scriptures was recited aloud, and three hundred Taoist priests in Tsing Yi held their hair high, holding floating dust in their hands, or holding long swords, or holding ancient seals, or holding long bows.
Life is varied, and many Taoist Fuxian are all outlined by Guo Ming.
Based on the ancient scriptures, seal the avenue in your heart.
The fourth ancient scripture has a total of 300 verses.
Guo Ming deduces three points, and each ancient scripture corresponds to each Fuxian.
When the three hundred Puxian appeared, the Zen sound resounded, and everything was ruthlessly swept away with a supreme grandeur.
It's a kind of fearlessness that can break through all obstacles.
It was the glory of the earth, the glory of the first ray of purple light, and nothing could stop it.
Crackling, like firecrackers, the shackles of many divine chains were broken, the power of the law was deprived, and the dazzling sky became dark in an instant.
It changed the world in an instant, and everything changed in an instant.
Guo Ming put away the ancient scriptures and walked over step by step from the void.
Coughing up blood, Qing Xuan sat on the ground with a blank look in his eyes, and it was hard for him to believe that he would lose.
He calculated everything, but he didn't calculate that Guo Ming would have such a big killing weapon at the last moment.
This kind of supernatural power has surpassed his cognition, and with his current strength, it is difficult to stop.
"The son of fate is not Erle."
Guo Ming's gaze looked at Qing Xuan, and then fixed his gaze on King Wen.
King Wen turned his head with a dark face.
Guo Ming walked past Qing Xuan and said lightly: "The reason why the Three Emperors became the Holy Emperor is because of their ability to govern the world, not to fight.
You've fallen behind. ” Qing Xuan's face was stunned, and he secretly savored Guo Ming's words, like an initiation, blessed his soul, and the gloom in his heart due to the defeat was immediately annihilated, and at the same time, a wave of energy penetrated his spine and spread to his limbs.
Qing Xuan wanted to say thank you, but unfortunately Guo Ming's figure quickly disappeared into the vast earth.
A vigorous battle ended like this, and Guo Ming's name once again resounded through the heavens and all worlds.
He became a legendary undefeated king.
Of course, soon their eyes were attracted by millions of monsters, and the Heavenly Master Holy Land was pushed to the wind.
The Lord of the Holy Land destroyed that continent that day, although he wanted to die with Zuo Ci, but more often than not, he wanted to destroy all those monsters.
There were more than 30 million people who ran out that day, and she left more than 20 million behind, but there were still more than 7 million people with high mana power who left that world and entered other worlds.
More than 7 million monsters have caused unimaginable evil consequences to the entire human race.
Hundreds of millions of monks and civilians were mercilessly slaughtered, and although many sects sent monks to kill them, to little avail.
You must know that the more than seven million people who ran out, all of them are primeval, the strong men of the ancient period, the current monks went to kill, and if the number was small, they were directly surrounded and suppressed by the monsters, and if the number was large, the monsters broke out with ferocity, but there were many deaths and injuries.
When the major sects suffered heavy losses, a voice rang out.
Whoever causes the disaster is responsible, since these monsters are released by the Holy Land, then the Holy Land should be responsible.
Otherwise, the lives will be ruined, and the blood will be shed for thousands of miles, and all this responsibility will be borne by the Holy Land.
Originally, there weren't many such sounds, but as time went on, they became more and more numerous.
Later, the Qing Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor, the two primeval five emperors, issued a statement to let the Holy Land clean up the mess.
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The effect of such a statement is enormous, and as the mysterious Five Emperors, they have been hidden behind the scenes.
Now that they have taken the initiative to move to the front, are they going to have a showdown?
If they intervene, there will undoubtedly be a massive purge of the landscape at this time.
But their intervention is indicative of an attitude of dissatisfaction with the Holy Land.
In fact, the Holy Land has been actively exterminating demons for so many days, not only the Holy Land, but also the Xiangge and the Goddess Palace are also vying to join.
But there are so many monsters that they can't kill them all in one moment.
Will be the Shokaku.
The Lord of the Holy Land was constantly wandering outside the door, her face obscured by a beige mask, and she had been waiting outside for hours, but the lingering word of not seeing a guest made her anger boil three times.
You think, you are the lord of the Holy Land, Guo Ming is nothing.
He is nothing but a saint.
Why did he make himself wait?
But the other party saved himself, and the other party is still the master of the Prime Minister's Pavilion.
Thinking of these two points, the Lord of the Holy Land waited patiently at the door.
In fact, she had no choice, and the statements of the two ancient emperors dragged her to a difficult situation.
Then the Heavenly Alliance, the statement of the Spirit Clan, made her have to come forward.
If it is not resolved, the Holy Land may indeed become a sinner for the ages.
It doesn't matter if she's dead, but the prestige of the Holy Land can't fall.
She had no choice but to turn her attention to Guo Ming for help.
She believes that this guy who has created countless miracles must have a way this time.
Of course, this is only one reason, and another reason is that it has been a month, and according to his mana, his injuries should have healed a long time ago.
But he was in retreat.
At such a critical juncture, my little ancestor, where are you closed?
Inside the chamber, smoke fills the air.
A middle-aged scribe in a shabby robe with a lewd smile on his face was looking at Guo Ming carefully.
"Count the King of Wen who has nothing to miss, and count the ghosts in the world."
Guo Ming opened his eyes, and in an instant, the smoke in the entire secret room receded, and the light shrouded this time and space.
"Boy, I see that I like you a little."
The middle-aged scribe laughed, but the laughter was not a little heroic, but there was a hint of sissy tone.
The second update is here, to be continued.
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