I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

boom!

Just hit this palm.

Wu Lang, who was sitting on the Buddha lotus high in Xiaoleiyin Temple, suddenly felt a thunder in his mind.

"wake up!"

It was Po Meng's voice.

"You are so bold!"

"This is not something you can handle right now."

"If it weren't for the seventh peak's master's token that suppresses the soul, and my timely action, you would have been directly assimilated by the huge torrent of consciousness!"

"After this trip, come to Huangquan Road to find me!"

The sound fell and disappeared without a trace.

"Did I just??" Wu Lang suddenly woke up. Thinking back to the inexplicable behavior just now, he felt like he was on the verge of death.

Myself just now...

Not like myself!

Like another personality.

He is like a real Buddha, a human emperor, cold and ruthless, and his eyes are like those of a superior god and Buddha.

call!

In his mind, the rest of his life was ruined.

Even if you just control the attack direction of the formation, it is equivalent to moving a thousand pounds. It only withstands less than 1% of the power, and it is almost unbearable.

"It's too dangerous to control the formation and stay in it. I can't do this again next time." He thought to himself: "I am only at the Nascent Soul stage. I will have to be at a higher level in the future to do this. Otherwise, I won't die." Know how to die."

He looked to the present.

Boom!

An overwhelming palm.

It is so vast that it covers the sky and the sun.

The little bloody Taoist couldn't even compare to the size of a palm print among them.

Due to Wu Lang's actions, when the enthronement ceremony began, the Jinghuang City was already deserted for tens of thousands of kilometers, and even the "living people" who came were only a few cabinet ministers who had gathered together by good fortune.

This is a cemetery tailor-made for the other party, and he is the only one.

Wow!

The giant golden palm was still high up, and the terrifying wind pressure had not yet dropped. The wind was howling, and the zombie skin all over his body was peeling off layer by layer, making him unable to lift his head.

"I can't die here!!"

Between life and death, a large amount of cold sweat broke out from Taoist Blood Skull's back.

He roared and growled angrily, struggling to look up, "My ideal of unifying the world and being lofty has not been realized yet!!"

He is still young and is obviously the genius of our generation.

His life of just over 3,000 years old can be described as difficult. He was tortured by his master and suffered humiliation all his life. He finally found the secret method to get rid of his master's contract in various secret realms. He secretly attacked his master and regained his life. After that, he went through many hardships. Only then can we achieve today’s achievements.

From then on, he had a strong obsession, longed for power, and hoped to become the strongest person in the world, so that no one would trample on him or step on his head.

All life events flash through my mind like a revolving lantern.

And in front of him, this incredible pressure of death seemed to make him feel that weak child again!

boom!

Not a single palm fell.

The air has been completely exploded, and the surrounding air and materials are rolling violently, as if they are in invisible boiling water.

"I"

"Too weak."

The palm prints in the sky are getting closer and closer.

"And the second time, the second time! I can change my destiny again." The great terror between life and death, his face showed fear, and his momentum continued to gather, reaching an unprecedented peak.

His potential was instantly unleashed!

His will reaches its peak!

His spirit is clearer than ever!

Enlightenment emerged in his heart, and he, who had been stuck on the second level of transcending tribulation, suddenly felt that his realm had loosened. At the moment of death, he had reached his peak moment.

"Just a slap!"

A fierce black smoke ignited all over his body, and he was still deformed by the pressure. He ignited a raging fighting spirit, "Don't talk about you, a motley collection of fake Buddhas, even if you are a real Buddha, I will beat you down!"

"Go!" He raised his hand, and the ancient mirror of blood and bones flew out.

The magic weapon rose up against the wind and turned into a shield. He slowly rushed forward to resist, but in less than three seconds, the entire magic weapon instantly disintegrated and turned into nothingness.

"The second one!" The magic weapon shattered, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he opened his hand, and the second magic weapon, a bloody battle flag, flew out.

Countless resentful ghosts roared among them, as if chaos was rolling, and came to the Hell of Evil Ghosts. Even the ordinary Tribulation Emperor would be filled with hatred.

pity.

The next second, the entire ghost country was evaporated and was instantly saved.

The flag also shattered in the wind and turned into nothingness.

"The last piece!" He spat out a mouthful of blood again. He was naturally a ruthless person at his level. Without caring about his injuries, he raised his hand and took out the last piece.

After being exploited by the Demon Emperor, he was left with only the three most basic natal magic weapons. He could only bear the pain and sacrificed them all by self-destruction, just to save his life.

Wow!

The third magic weapon was a blood-colored ring, from which came out countless zombies, the lowest of which were Fei Zombies in the god-transformation stage. More than a hundred zombies quickly stood in front of them.

But after only resisting it for more than ten seconds, it melted instantly.

"Master! Take action, the demon will disintegrate!" He looked sternly and shouted. The next second, his core strongest zombie, a Drought Emperor from the second level of tribulation, swelled in the wind and turned into a bright red giant of flesh and blood.

Uh uh uh~~

This giant let out an inexplicable roar like a beast, its eyes were burning with a ball of flame, and a majestic sea of ​​​​blood emerged all over its body. It used secret methods to evaporate all its potential, and unexpectedly burst out with the terrifying aura of the third level of transcending tribulation. The huge Buddha palm in the sky lives in it.

boom!

Gold and black collide.

"It's not over yet!!!" Taoist Xuexu spat out blood, and used his hands to stir up the forbidden secret technique.

"The Art of Controlling Demons and Killing Heaven! Join the Gods!!"

Roar!

With the activation of the secret technique, the aura of the blood-red Emperor Hanba became a little stronger. He actually pushed his realm instantly and reached the fourth level of transcending tribulation. Everything had evaporated from Hanba's body, and he was strong and tall, just like the giant in the old myths. , holding up the blue sky alive.

"The blood god defeated the sky and turned the Buddha upside down!"

He controlled the Drought Demon Giant, and both of them roared unwillingly! ! !

At this time, the horror of the entire battlefield had transformed into that of the Jingzhou monks. The unprecedented mythical scene exceeded all their knowledge of combat capabilities.

Is this the current emperor? ?

In this backward continent where the Great Emperor barely left, countless people seemed to have seen a new era.

It was as if the heaven and earth were turned upside down, blood and gold were intertwined, and golden Buddhas and blood moons collided in the void, and they all emerged. Whether it was the people taking refuge in the major underground cities or the monks on the front lines of the demonic disasters, they all saw this unprecedented scene. Wonderful sight.

Bang!

The next second, the dust settled.

The huge Hanbao was bleeding all over his body, as if he had reached his final limit. With a bang, he was crushed into blood mist by the giant palm, which exploded instantly, and the entire giant palm was completely pressed down.

The earth seemed to have experienced a magnitude 9 earthquake, rumbled and shattered.

At this moment, the people and monks throughout Jingzhou began to cheer.

"Won!"

"Kill him!"

"Hahahaha, he is dead, he is dead, he is indeed dead, we are saved!"

"You cannot invade our realm of immortal cultivation in Jingzhou! Today, as our emperor ascends the throne, I will kill you as an emperor to show the world!"

"Congratulations to us in Jingzhou!"

"Congratulations to us in Jingzhou!"

They are weak, out of touch, and their spiritual energy is as thin as the Dharma Ending Age. Even in the mountains and plains of Jingzhou, not a single natural spiritual grass can be found.

But, starting from today, everything changes!

Many people cried with joy and hugged each other.

today!

Ascended to the throne!

Kill the Emperor!

How domineering?

How powerful?

This is our mortal emperor in Jingzhou, who, with his body that cannot practice, carves out a living path that can be practiced, resists the attack of the immortal sect, and fights for a piece of pure land for these mortals!

But the next second, they saw a scene that was horrifying in their entire lives.

"Damn Jingzhou little bugs"

"Dwellers of the barren desert"

The terrifying sound that froze the bones sounded again.

Where the giant golden palm dissipated, a tall figure covered in blood mist slowly walked out: "You have completely angered me!"

"Obviously so weak"

"Obviously so far behind"

"What is it that supports you till today???"

The terrifying voice came again with coercion, sweeping in all directions. At this moment, the faces of the people in Jingzhou gradually became stiff, as if something terrifying had appeared again, and this time, they would once again be unable to resist.

"But you can defeat me to this extent, Jingzhou Baixiao Sage Emperor, I remember your name. You will be proud of this battle for a lifetime."

Under the horrified gazes of countless people, the Taoist Master of Blood Skeleton walked out slowly, his whole body broken and broken, and he was in an extremely embarrassing state.

But it's also terrifying to the extreme.

"Is he unkillable?" This thought burst out instinctively in the hearts of countless people, as if a nightmare had been awakened.