Immortal

Chapter 112

Earlier, the left hand saint magic weapon "Spring and Autumn Book" and the right hand saint magic weapon "Yuan Shi 幡", hiding the power of the world's first person, carrying Zixiao Palace in his pocket. It can be said that at that moment, the color space has reached the peak of a lifetime, the perfect peak, the invincible peak.

But in a blink of an eye, the Spring and Autumn Books were lost, the strength of the first person in the world was gone, the body was broken, and it could not be transformed after it was repaired. This was enough to vomit and vomit blood. ?

At this moment, Sekong had intestinal regrets. What did she do to provoke Zhongshan? The magical powers have already warned him, and he even provoked him, okay, this is bad luck!

Just regret it, Sekong looked at Yuan Shizhen again.

"Oh!"

Suddenly a lot of chaos Jianqi burst out on Yuan Shizhang, piercing the color space.

Sekong agitated, letting Yuan Shizhang break away.

"what!"

Sekong suddenly screamed in pain. For hundreds of years of sacrifice, the mind had a connection with Yuan Shizhang, but just a moment ago, suddenly a lot of sword gas burst out in Yuan Shizhang, and the connection broke up.

The mind is connected, and Sekong is naturally backwashed. Under the scream, his face suddenly becomes pale.

"Impossible, impossible!" Sekong growled.

How could it be so evil, one bad luck after another, what did I do wrong?

Sekong reached out to catch Yuan Shizhen.

"Om ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The breath-taking breath in Yuanshi's middle is getting stronger and stronger, as if there is a peerless fierce **** inside, once the powerful breath emerges, a huge whirlwind radiates from the surrounding area.

And this oppression is desperately pressed in the color hollow, which makes the color air suddenly move abnormally.

He was seriously injured, and he couldn't be transformed into a person. Just now, his mind was severely damaged. For a time, this oppression added to Sekong's injury.

Sekong can't move, and screamed in my heart: "Oh my god, what evil did I make, should you do this to me?"

Yuan Shizhang, with the spirit? Why didn't I find it before? Sekong stared at Yuan Shizhen inconceivably.

Yuan Shizhen gradually flew up, and in all directions, endless world energy quickly gathered.

More and more vitality in the heavens and the earth, such as the collapse of the Tianhe River, rushed towards Yuan Shiquan.

The surroundings changed color, the sky and the earth were mixed, flying sand and rocks, and countless chaotic sword qi filled the Quartet.

After Yuan Shizhang absorbed the endless world energy for a period of time, a white light ball slowly emerged from the inside.

The light ball continued to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth by Yuan Shizhen.

More and more, the photosphere is getting bigger and bigger, and gradually it becomes a little smaller or even bigger.

During this period, the pressure around him also became more and more serious. Sekong wanted to escape into the earth, and was no longer qualified. He could only stare at Yuan Shizhang before him.

Wu Ling? How is this possible?

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

At the last moment of horror absorption, all the surrounding space was suddenly withered, the earth became a desert, and the vegetation was dried up. The vitality of heaven and earth is clear.

Finally no longer absorbed.

Yuan Shizhang stopped in mid-air, and the height of a white light ball slowly shrank. Slowly, a figure of a man in white appeared inside.

All white light was sucked into his body.

It's a man in white.

The man's eyes were closed, as if he were experiencing the heavens and the earth, the horror breath emanated from him.

The man has a magnificent figure, a face like a crown jade, and a white robe. He looks extremely fresh and clean. His hands are white as if made by white jade. Standing there is like a perfect work of art.

However, seeing the person in front of him, Sekong trembled shivering, and his whole hair was erected. Scalp tingling.

The man in white opened his eyes, and an air of color and air that had never been felt emerged from his body. His eyes shot brightly. Seems to light up the whole world.

Detective grabbed, the man in white grabbed Yuan Shizhang in his hands.

The soft eyes look towards the color space, and there is no sadness or joy on the face. As if I had known Sekong long ago.

When he snatched his hands, the ‘Zixiao Palace’ in Sekong ’s chest fell into the hands of the man in white, as if everything was so natural, as if he knew everything in Sekong.

At this time, Sekong felt that the pressure had become less, because the breath of white men was constantly restrained.

"Villain Sekong, meet Yuanshi Tianzun!" Sekong exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing the white man's face for a moment, Sekong understood it.

Yuanshi Tianzun, is he Yuanshi Tianzun? In the past, in fact, it was he who buried his ‘God’ in Yuan Shizhang, waiting for him to wake up one day, and, like that, Yuan Shi Tianzun should have woken up in Yuan Shizhang. Just no ability to come out.

At last, he focused on Hongjun's strength, so that Yuanshi Tianzun was born with a ‘God’ body.

The saint of the previous generation, Yuanshi Tianzun?

It is rumored that the former saint, Hong Jun, was the first, and besides Hong Jun, among the other saints, the first figure was Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Sekong trembled on the ground, her face full of respect, but her heart was still sad: "How can I be so unlucky!"

The man in white did n’t mind hearing Sekong calling himself ‘Yuanshi Tianzun’, but instead looked at the Zixiao Palace in his hand. Obviously, he had defaulted on this title. He was the previous saint, Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Tianzun, when I heard the name of Tianzun from an early age, the villain admired him and wished he could be born 800,000 years earlier. Today, I can see the true face of Tianzun, and the villain has the highest honor. Yes, it ca n’t play its role at all. The villain knows that he is not worthy of this kind of treasure, and often feels ashamed. Now that he ’s okay, the Yuanshi relics belong to the original owner, only you can own it, and the villain just saved It's only been a while. "Congratulations.

Yuanshi Tianzun ignored it. But Sekong didn't dare to move. Although Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at 'Zixiao Palace', Sekong knew that he was locked. If he did something unexpectedly, he would be killed by hand.

"This Zixiao Palace, although the villain is not easy to come by, but it is not a villain's high rise. Only Tianzun you are eligible to own it. The villain is willing to dedicate it to Tianzun to complete the villain's admiration! Tianzun , You just accept it, otherwise the villain would rather not kneel! "Sekong said extremely sincerely.

Sekong lay on the ground, and I admired your low looks!

Yuan Shi Tianzun was finally smashed by Sekong, and turned his head and slanted Sekong: "Your character, I have known for a long time that you have resentment with Zhongshan. I also understand, rest assured, I will let Zhongshan accompany you of!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun's tone is very bland, but because of this blandness, the color space is more thrilling.

"Tianzun, the villain is nothing but rotten mud. It ’s not worth you doing this. Killing the little ones, I polluted your hands. You are famous in your life. Today you are born again. On the day of great joy, you ca n’t do this unlucky thing. Tianzun, there is an old in the small ..., no, the small can't die, the small is willing to make a cow and a horse for the Tianzun ......... "Sekong asked shamelessly for mercy.

Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at Sekong, his immovable face, and at the moment was also drawn by Sekong's face.

Needy, needy bitch! I hadn't experienced it so deeply in the past, this color is a bitch.

But the more so, Yuan Shi became more disgusted, and his face became cold. Yuan Shi was not a charitable generation. Since he was sentenced to death, how could it be so easy to let go?

But when Yuanzun Tianzun was about to make a shot, a great breath came over in the distance.

The breath was extremely surging, and Yuan Shi Tianzun shrank his pupils over a long distance.

An icy gaze stared into the distance.

"call!"

The strong man in the distance seemed to feel the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and stopped at a long distance. Stop on top of a mountain.

"Zixiao Palace, right there!"

There are two people in total. A Huangpao man stepped on a nine-headed and ten-necked bird, and now a nine-headed and ten-necked bird turned into a humanoid shape. He landed on the top of the mountain with the Huangpao people.

It was the demon **** ghost car and human respect that rushed in from outside the large array.

Yuan Shi's strong breath is the ghost car in the distance.

The ghost car is a huge demon **** in the Taiyi era. When he became famous, he appeared a lot earlier than Yuanshi Tianzun. If there is a holy position, Yuanshi Tianzun can ignore this demon god. Strong ancestor. From the beginning to the beginning, they ignored it.

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Behind him, Sekong seemed to be waiting for an opportunity, and his shape changed into a big cricket, rushing into the earth.

"Humph!"

Yuan Shi snorted and waved his hand.

"Oh!"

Huge crickets were cut in half, half of them twitched on the ground, and the other half dared to plunge into the ground quickly.

Sekong dragged half of her body and shed tears as she fled. Why is it so bad today?

The Spring and Autumn Annals were robbed, Yuan Shizhen was robbed, Zixiao Palace was robbed, the power was false, his body was cut off by Zhong Shan once, but he had not recovered, and Yuan Shi was cut off again. Going all the way to the ground and constantly hit granite fines, why am I so unlucky!

However, after all, Yuan Shi did not take any action against Sekong. Fortunately, Sekong escaped.

After this battle, Sekong profoundly realized what it means to be ‘a misstep and hate forever.’ This regret will always be pain in the hollow.

Above the earth. The other half of Sekong's body twisted violently for a while and then there was no vitality in the twitch.

Yuan Shi naturally wouldn't bother with this disgusting carcass, but looked up at the strong ghost car on the top of the mountain in the distance.

Ghost cars and deities also stared at Yuanshi.

"Yuanshi Tianzun? He, he was born again?" The ghost car frowned in surprise.

Yuanshi knew ghost cars, and ghost cars naturally knew Yuanshi.

"Yuanshi? Is he the Yuan Dynasty saint Yuanshi?" Ren Zun's face changed.

The saints of the previous generation, the status of the saints of the previous generation among the world powers can never be shaken, because the past of the saints of the previous generation is too brilliant.