All Heavens: The Lord God exploded

Main God Space.

Above the Heavenly Palace in the clouds, Ye Wuque has been looking down.

"This kid."

"Finally, I was not disappointed."

"It's just that Hualong Pond has been found, but it may not be easy for Hualong Pond to be truly in the hands of this kid."

"Yeah."

"I still have to plan ahead."

Ye Wuque's thoughts moved.

In the lower realm, the ancient world of Zhetian, somewhere in the deserted starry sky, someone is studying the guardian spirit against a pile of ruins of five-color altars.

My mind moved.

Look up to the sky.

Ye Wuque's voice also resounded in his mind at the same time.

After finishing.

The Holy Spirit's eyes were very calm, and he paused slightly for a while. Then he stretched out his hands, under the starlight in the sky, tore open the black curtain in front of him, and got in with his whole body.

The mission Ye Wuque gave him was very clear.

In addition to being the protector of Ye Fan and Pang Bo, he can move freely, even if he leaves the Beidou Star Territory. After all, the entire Zhetian Ancient World is very big, and it is not just the Beidou Star Territory that is worth exploring.

The ultimate treasure, and with his cultivation and realm, it is not difficult to cross the galaxy and tear the universe apart.

How do you say this?

Fighting to the edge of the universe, even the avenue has been wiped out.

It describes someone like him.

In a word, the ancient world of Zhetian is too fragile. The nine heavens and ten earth combined can only hold the Tianxin mark of the great emperor. But if there are two such people and a war breaks out, then even the great road will be wiped out.

That’s it.

Let’s not mention these for now.

On Pang Bo's side, in the Immortal Land, with the real emergence of the Eternal Dragon Cave and the Immortal Transformation Pond, it became more and more approaching. Finally, there began to be movement in the gray mist behind him, and other forces from the Five Domains of Beidou finally started.

I gradually found this place.

Along the same road, the Ji family brothers and sisters were walking together in fear.

Suddenly, Ji Ziyue, the little moon, screamed, and Ji Haoyue behind her was also startled. They were shocked, thinking that a strange thing was catching up with them again.

Then he let out a sigh of relief.

It turned out that the Holy Master of the Ji family had arrived, and he had already caught up with the two brothers and sisters.

"Haoyue, please exit first. It's too dangerous here. Don't come in here. Ziyue follow me."

The way of the Holy Lord of the Ji family.

A finger was placed between Ji Haoyue's eyebrows, drawing out a route map.

As for why Ji Haoyue didn't bring the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body, she had to bring Ji Ziyue, the little moon of the Ji family, who was far inferior to Ji Haoyue.

The reason for this is unknown.

"The head of the family..."

Ji Haoyue opened her mouth, but he still wanted to go in.

"Nonsense, a lot of people are going to die here today. You should retreat quickly. Your little sister Ziyue is protected by me, but even I can only be absolutely sure that I can protect her alone."

The Holy Master of the Ji family showed off his sleeves.

Just as Ji Haoyue was about to open her mouth again, she was thrown away and landed at a safe foothold in the stone forest.

In the distance, the Jiang family, Yaoguang, Zifu, Wanchu, and the Holy Lord realm figures from several major holy places also appeared.

On the other side, the various sects of Zhongzhou, the four immortal dynasties, and their major leaders all appeared at the same time.

There are many strange people in the world.

Pang Bo was able to find a correct path through the deduction of divine magic, and broke into the land of immortality through the vast gray fog.

Other forces can do the same.

"Wow..."

Suddenly, a group of old monks in cassocks appeared in the gray fog. They led the way out of the gray fog. Several Buddha lights appeared behind their heads. They were surrounded by divine rings. They were compassionate and compassionate. At first glance, they were all bald masters.

"Hey..."

"Here comes another person."

The big black dog barked: "A bunch of big bald heads, and they even have their own walking speakers. Boss, are you going to knock them?"

"Knock!"

"Why don't you tap? It would be more satisfying if you tap on your bald head."

Pangbo laughed.

When he talks about knocking, he doesn’t just mean knocking on a sap.

The words just fell.

"Boom---"

A sacred mountain descended from the sky along the edge of the gray fog.

Even if this is the land of immortality.

The earth and stone have been influenced by the strong spiritual energy all year round, but they still cannot avoid being pressed into a deep pit.

Uh.

Poor bald guys.

The big black dog chuckled and started to clean up the battlefield before Pang Bo.

In the gray fog, on a road due east.

The Holy Master of the Ji family has just sent away his junior, Ji Haoyue, who possesses the Eastern Wasteland divine body. This is the hope of the Ji family's future.

But taking Ji Ziyue with him, he must ensure the safety of the Ji family's little moon.

Think about it.

There was already a lot of movement in the gray fog just now.

So he looked calm, and brought out an ancient mirror and placed it on top of his head. While protecting him, he was also protecting Ji Ziyue.

This is a void mirror.

Their Ji family’s ancestral Jidao imperial weapons.

After the Holy Master of the Ji family had safety guarantee, he took Ji Ziyue beside him and accelerated his pace at the same time.

"Coming, coming."

"Another batch of boys giving away money, do you want to knock this one?"

"Knock."

"Why don't you knock?"

"What about this?"

"This won't work. Are you stupid? Didn't you see that there is my brother's wife here? My brother is gone, but I have to take care of his unmarried wives."

What a sap.

Pang Bo doesn’t knock on everyone.

At least people you know and people you don’t know, whether you have deep feelings or shallow feelings, it’s not the same treatment.

Some people are left with nothing left.

Someone left the whole body behind after all.

Some people were just forced into a coma, and under the ape-dung sky, they treated it as a loss of money and an end to the disaster.

And there were some people that Pang Bo simply let go.

It’s not easy to start!

From the Jiang family, the God King in white came in person, holding the Hengyu stove in his hand as if he was holding a hot little sun.

The Ji family, the Holy Master of the Ji family leads Ji Ziyue, with a void above his head, and two sides, the virtual and the real, each determining the universe.

On this side of the Zifu Holy Land, the Holy Lord of Zifu leads the Holy Maiden of Zifu who possesses an innate Taoist constitution.

In the Holy Land of Shaking Light, the Holy Lord of Shaking Light leads Yao Xi, the Holy Lady of Shaking Light. She is wearing a long dress that sweeps the floor. She is graceful and beautiful, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, walking with naughty birds.

There are also the demon clan. There are many people from the demon clan this time, including the Peacock King, the Green Dragon King, the Lao Peng King, Canglong Taoist, and a group of demon kings. Together, they accompany a Qing whose skin is like snow and looks like a fairy from the Moon Palace.

Descendants of the emperor.

Yan Ruyu also arrived.

This group of people is strong on the one hand, and they have close connections on the other. Pang Bo, a sinister person, will not make a killing move.

In the gray fog, on another road, a young and strong man appeared, driving a golden ancient chariot, with a majestic appearance and black hair shawl.

The shadows of dragons and phoenixes are always around.

Behind him was another servant of the ancient tribe.

It's no exaggeration.

What a great display of the Immortal Emperor’s patrol.

Wang Teng has arrived.

He has cultivated the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, and two rays of light are emitted from the pitch-black hole. Although the gray mist can hinder most people in the world, it is absolutely impossible to hinder him, the Northern Emperor Wang Teng.

"Master, there is someone in front."

A slave from the ancient tribe bowed his body and came behind him to report.

"Brother."

"I know these people's brothers."

"Haha, it seems that we are still classmates."

On top of the golden ancient battle, Wang Chong stood next to his brother, stretching his neck and looking around, while also constantly sneering.

"Your classmate?"

Wang Teng turned around.

His younger brother, Wang Chong, had already joined the Qishi Mansion in Zhongzhou years ago. Since he is said to be his classmate, he must also be a disciple of the Qishi Mansion.

"How's the relationship?"

"Hey, it's not that bad. Brother, you don't know me. This group of people here are just a group of untouchables from the Eastern Wasteland. I heard that they are all descendants of the big bandits. I am your Beidi.

How could my younger brother lower his status to make friends with such a group of descendants of big bandits?"

"Yeah."

"Neither friends."

"Then just crush it."

It doesn’t matter to Wang Teng.

If your younger brother is a good classmate, bring him along. If you have outstanding talents, you can give them a chance to call yourself master like the slaves of the ancient tribe behind you.

And what if the talent is so-so.

You can also ask your younger brother to take him in as a slave, so that after you finish handling today's affairs, after leaving this Zhongzhou Continent, your younger brother will not be left without help.<

/p>

How to say it.

Wang Teng is really considerate of his little brother.

The golden ancient chariot rumbles in, with knife marks and sword holes on it, just like an ancient imperial chariot traveling. There is a frightening force, with dragons and phoenixes rising around it, chanting for nine days, and light reaching the sky.

But he almost brushed against Jiang Huairen, Tu Fei, and the heads of the descendants of the big bandits passed by, causing them to dishevel their hair and almost started to curse.

However, when I saw on this ancient chariot, besides Wang Chong, there was another young man who was older and more burly and powerful than Wang Chong. There was an aura of terror spreading all over his body.
"Grass."

“It’s a bad year!”

"Why did I meet the madman Bei Di Wang Teng?"

Not to be offended.

Immediately, they didn’t dare to yell anymore, so they could only choose to hold back for the time being.

"Damn it, Wang Teng, you really think you are the Emperor of Heaven, wait and see."

There's a gurgling sound in the mouth.

This group of bad people is not a good thing either.

Today the bridge is tied.

Standing next to his brother on the golden ancient chariot, he turned around and looked back. When he saw Jiang Huairen, Tu Fei and the others were in a state of embarrassment, he immediately laughed wildly: "Come in later, you guys, listen to me.

But don’t let me see you guys again. If you don’t want to die, get as far away from me as possible.”

"Grass."

"Look at this little face."

"I said."

"No, I have to kill this kid today."

"Brothers, you must (not) hold me back."

This group of bad guys were almost going crazy. Their faces turned red and they were furious. They were standing on the railing. If no one was holding them back, they might all come forward and fight.

But the brothers just won’t move!

You pull me.

I'll pull you.

The time it takes to catch up with the opponent just passes by.

"Gone, gone."

"Let's continue on our way. We brothers should keep a low profile for now. We've agreed beforehand that we must not cause any trouble before the elders come."

"Grass."

"I just can't take this breath."

"Don't worry, we are not easy to mess with. He, Bei Di Wang Teng, is so arrogant, can he still be so arrogant for the rest of his life? Sooner or later, we will make him look good."

"By the way, didn't a monster come to our Donghuang this time?"

"Are you talking about the great demon Pangbo?"

"Yes, the Northern Emperor Wang Teng, relying on his inheritance from the ancient Emperor, travels in a grand manner, but in terms of true arrogance and viciousness, how can he compare to that great demon Pang Bo?"

p>

"Yeah."

"What you say makes sense."

"Isn't there some good people in our Eastern Wilderness who call this Great Demon Pang Bo the Fourteenth Bandit? Let me tell you, it doesn't matter whether you recognize it or not, but as long as you have this kind of love,

Then can we try to ask the other party to stand up for our brother?"

"Yeah."

"It's a good idea."

"No, no, no, I don't think it's necessary at all. Brothers, just keep an eye on it. It's okay that the big demon Pang Bo is not here today. If he is, these two monsters will have a fight sooner or later."

"Hehe, that's true..."

"If it really doesn't work, we still have other ways..."

As expected, all the descendants of the big bandits were so bad that they oozed pus.

On this side, a group of little bad guys, Didi Gugu, discussed how to sow discord with the least obvious cost and at the smallest cost, if there would be no conflict between the Northern Emperor Wang Teng and Pang Bo for a while.

p>

On the other side, the golden ancient chariot is only one step away from breaking out of this gray fog.

"Boom..."

Practice makes perfect, a sacred mountain stands in front of you and presses down directly.

In this world, dragons and phoenixes roared, and golden ancient chariots erupted with fierce golden light. Wang Teng was enveloped in divine light, and the light surged, submerging this area.

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He was able to protect his younger brother Wang Chong.

However, the other slaves of the ancient tribe behind him were in misfortune. None of them had time to dodge, and they all exploded and died.

The impact was too great.

This is the collision of two divine weapons.

Even though this golden ancient chariot was not the treasure in the hands of the ancient emperor, it had followed the emperor for a period of time. Otherwise, let alone these ancient tribes, even the Northern Emperor Wang Teng, etc.

His younger brother Wang Chong might also turn into a puddle of mud when he was suddenly crushed by the mountain god's seal.

"Stay and don't move."

"Remember, I will stay with the ancient chariot and let it protect you."

Beidi disappears with a swipe.

Between heaven and earth, the sacred mountain descending from the sky is still competing with the golden ancient chariot at his feet.

Northern Emperor Wang Teng seriously doubted that this sacred mountain falling from the sky was most likely a Ji Dao Imperial Weapon.

But so what?

Northern Emperor Wang Teng is not afraid. He can leave now if he wants, and I believe no one can stop him.

However, he couldn't, because on this ancient chariot, besides himself, the survivors were his young brother Wang Chong. No matter how many slaves of the ancient clan died, he, Wang Teng, would not even frown.

Brows, but my younger brother Wang Chong can’t.

He has loved each other the most since he was a child.

Therefore, I must take my younger brother with me.

However, if he wants to accomplish this, he must win, and he must also deal with the master behind the mountain that descended from the sky.

But he's not worried.

Because: He is Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor, the future Emperor of Heaven who is invincible and invincible.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering collision occurred in the distance.

Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor, and Pang Bo, the great demon, these two great figures finally took action, and the waves they sent shocked the entire Immortal Land, and almost the entire Qinling Mountains.

Those who were closer to these two people either fled in embarrassment or were blown away. Many people fell into the dangerous area, and were directly turned into pus and blood by strange things. They no longer existed, with no hair left.

Next.

Wang Teng's whole body was shrouded in divine light, and the light surged, submerging this land of immortality.

Every time he makes a move, there are dragons and phoenixes flying together, singing in harmony above his head, white tigers, green dragons, black turtles and red birds. The phantoms of these four phases also appear at the same time, making him look like the real emperor of heaven has come to the world.
How scary.

Pang Bo is just the opposite. He has disheveled black hair and a majestic appearance. He is like a little giant. He opens and closes with each punch, and his divine light is restrained. Although he does not have the divine light that soars into the sky, he still has every punch and every move.

They both have the power to turn decay into magic.

"It's so happy, I haven't been this happy for a long time."

Pangbo laughed.

"Who are you?"

Wang Teng became more and more frightened as he fought.

"Fuck, you don't care who I am. I can't beat you to death. Just concentrate on me, you know? Practice well with me. Hehe, I have to be serious about you."

Pang Bo doesn't care what Wang Teng thinks.

He just wants to be happy.

Moreover, it is rare to have such an "evenly matched" opponent, so he verified all the magical powers he had learned one by one, and also kneaded his understanding of Tao one by one.

Good guy.

Every time these two people fight, Shifang Tianyu is in turmoil.

Many people couldn't stand at all, some were swept directly to the sky, and only some were directly turned into ashes by the aftermath. Those who were not in a certain state were not even qualified to take a look.

A crowd of onlookers in the powerful realm also exclaimed: "The two of them are too strong. It is rare in ancient times that they have achieved such achievements at such a young age. Looking at this momentum, I am afraid they are enough to overpower the elders.

He really has the posture of a heavenly emperor and the power of a holy emperor, it’s incredible!”

Every time Wang Teng makes a move, there will be a real dragon, a divine phoenix, a white tiger, and a basalt around him. These seemingly four phases will appear, and the divine light will spurt out and resonate for nine days, and the sky will be filled with the brilliance of these four phases.

Nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine-headed white tigers, and nine basalts guard the four directions, forming the four images of heaven and earth. The golden light surrounds him in the center, just like the ancient emperor descending from the nine heavens.

"Grass."

"You look good!"

"Come on, let's continue..."

But who knew, in the fight between the two, it was Pang Bo who kept crushing Wang Teng and beating him. Wang Teng couldn't even retreat if he wanted to. If he didn't want to die, he could only grit his teeth and persist.

From time to time, it was accompanied by Pang Bo's weird smile.

"My brother will definitely win. Among the younger generation, he is truly the number one in the world!"

On top of the golden ancient chariot, Wang Chong clenched his fists.

He is worried.

Who is not?

Because if even his brother is defeated, then he will definitely die.

"Who is it?"

Wang Chong is not a big man, but he is very violent.

Scanning the four directions.

He felt that there were eyes around him peering at him.

But after searching all around, they only found Jiang Huairen, Tu Fei and some other descendants of the big bandits in the distance.

These little bad guys are gloating about their misfortune right now.

Wang Chong's ears were very good, and he caught the subtle words spoken on the other side. His face turned ugly. He turned around suddenly and said with a fierce look on his face: "You are looking for death, do you know?"

Jiang Huairen, Tu Fei and other descendants of several big bandits said: "Hey, look, the little kid is arrogant again, but the fathers just ignore you, what can you do?"

A few little bad guys kept making fun of themselves.

Everyone also knows that there is still a 'Sword of Damoris' hanging above Wang Chong's head. As long as the sacred mountain pressing down from the sky does not compete with the golden ancient chariot guarding Wang Chong, this will happen.

The little brat Wang Chong never wants to regain his freedom.

"Very good."

"I remember all of you one by one."

Wang Chong's face was extremely distorted, and he showed a fierce look: "I will make you die a miserable death. Once my eldest brother wins, I said, no one can save you."

Prerequisite.

Wang Teng must win.

"Chi..."

Suddenly, the descendants of the big bandits and the little bad guys across the street all looked shocked.

Wang Chong also felt a chill in his heart at the same time.

Even all the strength in my body seemed to be drained away at the same time.

Lower your head and take a look.

Good guy, what’s going on, there’s an extra hole in your chest?

"No...impossible...I...save me...brother...I don't want to die...please..."

Even the divine light in Wang Chong's eyes was completely gone.

"Hehe."

"Master Dog, I have made a meritorious service."

Opposite there is a big black dog standing upright, holding a big heart on its front paws, and the ancient talisman that is constantly beating in the heart.

What a life-saving thing.

If the Black Emperor hadn't torn out his heart and the ancient talisman hidden in his heart at the same time, Wang Chong would have been able to resurrect and rebuild the world of flesh and blood even if he had turned into mud.

Body.

But it’s just because of carelessness.

With one careless move, I was attacked by this big black dog, and even the Ancient Talisman was lost.

Therefore, I can only really die.

In the distance, Wang Teng, who was fighting a life-and-death battle with Pang Bo, suddenly felt a pain in his heart. It was not because his heart had been taken out, but because he had lost a close relative.

Two lines of blood and tears.

It kept flowing down his cheeks.

"You win."

"Can you let me go?"

After the blood and tears, there was no anger or sadness. Instead, Wang Teng calmed down.

"Okay!"

"It's not easy to let you go."

Pang Bo responded with a smile.

Isn't it just nonsense? You can say it, and I can say it, but the movements of your hands are constantly increasing, increasing the amount, and starting to make deadly moves.

"Let me go."

"I am Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor. I still have value. I am willing to admit publicly that you are already the number one person in the world among the younger generation. Don't you even have this kind of grace?"

As the fight deepens.

Wang Teng's face gradually began to show despair.

"Okay."

"You are cruel."

"I, Wang Teng, admit my defeat. As long as you let me go, I am willing to be your slave. This should be fine, right?"

Wang Teng gritted his teeth.

In order to survive, and to keep a hope of revenge, he even gave up his dignity and sank to such a self-destructive level that, like the ancient tribes he had conquered, he was even willing to be Pang Bo's slave.

All the words came out easily.

"Humph!"

"I underestimated you, Northern Emperor Wang Teng, but you can afford it and put it down."

"Alas."

"What a pity!"

As soon as Pang Bo finished speaking, Wang Teng's expression changed drastically and he tried desperately to escape.

"Chi--"

A hand penetrated his heart.

Sure enough, Pang Bo's next sentence was: "I don't dare accept you, such an ambitious person!"

"What should I do?"

"Hey, I have to send you to die."

It turns out that the real gap between the two is so huge.

Pang Bo chuckled, "Hey," and without hesitation, he crushed Beidi Wang Teng's heart.

Finish disposing of the opponent's body.

At the same time, you will get a broken Ancient Talisman.

Another move: the Mountain God Seal returned, the Northern Emperor Wang Teng fell, and the golden ancient chariot also fell into his hands.

There was total silence between heaven and earth.

Pang Bo, with his great victory, looked down at the Immortal Land below: "Everyone, some of you are my old friends with Pang Bo, and some of you have certain friendships with me, Pang Bo, but I have something to say that I think should be mentioned first: this place

, I’ll take care of it with Pang Bo.”

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