Start With A Martial Arts Apprentice

But it has no effect on him, what to do or what to do, if he is not obedient, he will die the same.

As the third-ranked protoss, the ancestor of the Purple Phoenix Clan, Cultivation Base has already reached the peak of the Eighth Stage, and is only a short distance away from reaching the Ninth Stage.

As for whether it can break through in this life, it depends on whether it knows how to do it.

Although the speed of the warship is not as fast and convenient as Wang Heng's big space move, it is still very fast!

The huge warship with a length of thousands of miles is like a floating sacred mountain. With the transformation of the warship by the ancestor of the golden python, it is shining with golden light and full of presence.

Starting from the Qingsi Potianliu Clan, about two quarters of an hour later, the warship flew to the core of the Zihuang Clan——Parasol Tree Sea.

It was a sea of ​​Parasol Trees in Fang Yuan millions of miles away. Giant red trees with a height of hundreds of feet were connected together, like a sea of ​​fire that was constantly burning.

"Ahead is the land of our Purple Phoenix Clan. No warships are allowed to pass through!"

A loud cry suddenly sounded.

At the same time, on the route of the warship, tens of thousands of phoenix birds burning with purple flames suddenly rose from the Parasol Tree below, forming a sea of ​​purple flames covering Fang Yuan for a hundred thousand miles.

The leader was a purple phoenix at the peak of the Great Saint realm, and the rest of the phoenixes soared freely in the sea of ​​flames, completely blocking the way forward of the warship.

"Is there no other tricks? Jianhai! Pro!!!"

Wang Heng's right hand pointed like a sword, pointing obliquely to the sky, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of Sword Qi with a length of ten feet emerged from the void.

And one transforms into ten, ten into hundreds, and hundreds of into thousands, and expands rapidly in all directions.

"This is?! God's Realm! Purple Flame Burning Heaven Formation!!!"

"Howling!!!"

The leader of the Purple Phoenix Clan, the Great Saint, sensed the aura emanating from the Sword Qi, his face changed drastically, and he immediately uttered a loud and clear cry, which resounded through Xuanyu.

The countless purple phoenixes behind it also began to scream one after another, and more intense purple flames quickly emerged, forming a larger sea of ​​purple flames.

"Hmph! The mantis' arm is like a cart!"

Wang Heng snorted coldly, and with a swipe of his sword, the Sword Qi all over the sky rushed out wildly, rushing towards the sea of ​​flames.

"stop!!!"

Suddenly, a stream of purple light galloped from a distance and plunged into the huge sea of ​​flames. Afterwards, the sea of ​​flames seemed to have been thrown into it by thousands of tons of TNT explosives, and it immediately became very irritable.

It's a pity that in front of the endless sea of ​​swords, he was still like paper, and was shot in pieces in an instant.

In the end, it exploded into fireworks.

Practice points + 2 billion source points, Dao Rhyme value + 20 million dao

Practice points + 15 billion source points, Dao Rhyme value + 150 million dao

"What the hell? 15 billion source points?"

Looking at the prompt on the attribute panel, Wang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then took a serious look. That's right, it is 15 billion source points, which is the value of the third-level Eighth Stage of the Universe Realm, which is also the Eighth Stage of God's Realm.

"That streamer? Ancestor Zihuang? Just gone? My flesh!"

Wang Heng looked at the beads falling all over the sky to the ground in a daze, without any piece of flesh and blood.

He wants to swear...

His "Eight-Nine Mysterious Art" has been upgraded to the third stage of the universe, Returned to Origin, but his own physical strength has only reached the first stage of the universe, and as a beast, the flesh and blood of the Zihuang ancestor can definitely be huge. Accelerate the speed at which his physical body becomes stronger.

But now, there is no...

"Dammit... why is this old bird joining in the fun? It's a waste to plunge into my sea of ​​swords!"

Wang Heng cursed secretly, waved his hands to put away the beads with a speechless expression on his face.

"Go at full speed! Nightmare, go and capture all the purple phoenixes from the Great Saint Realm alive!"

"Yes! My lord!"

The Poisonous Dream Demon immediately bowed and turned into a black light and disappeared on the battleship.

The three of them clearly perceived everything that happened between the lightning and flint just now through Divine Sense.

The Zihuang patriarch they needed to look up to, from appearing to plunging headlong into the sea of ​​swords and turning into fly ash, took only a second or two, without any resistance.

This gave them a new assessment of Wang Heng's strength.

You must know that the Zihuang patriarch fought with the demon god for three days and three nights because of the issue of ethnic group affiliation, but in the end he was only slightly inferior.

And in the hands of Wang Heng.

"Swoosh!" "Crack!", and it was gone.

The three of them now have no idea of ​​resistance at all, it is completely courting death.

They suspected that even if all the groups from the Upper God Realm came to Wang Heng now, and the number was increasing tenfold, it would be a one-sided massacre.

Soon, when Wang Heng came to the center of the Parasol Tree sea by warship, he found that the place was already silent. Countless purple phoenixes were lying motionless on the Parasol Tree tree, but they did not die, they were just pulled in by the poisonous dream demon. It's just a dream.

"My lord! Here are the remaining five Great Saints of the Purple Phoenix Clan!"

A ray of black light fell on the battleship, revealing the Poisonous Dream Demon inside, with a bead lying in its hand, which he held in both hands and sent to Wang Heng.

"Well... not bad! Let's go, go to the next place!"

Wang Heng nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand to grab the beads, and released the five Great Saint Realm Purple Phoenixes with a body length of more than a kilometer, all of which were placed on the deck under his feet.

"Destroy the soul!"

There was a flash of light in Wang Heng's eyes, and the five one-meter-long [Soul Extinguishing Nails] instantly penetrated the five Purple Phoenixes of the Great Saint Realm, killing their souls directly.

After waving the five dead purple phoenixes into the realm of Primordial Chaos, his mind also sank into it.

“Baked Phoenix! Don’t know how it tastes? Too bad no cumin and chilli…”

A trace of Wang Heng's mind formed a body in the natal Primordial Chaos world, and began to deal with the bodies of these purple phoenixes.

Pulling hair, bleeding, processing internal organs, cutting into pieces, all in one go!

"Try roasting a leg first..."

Wang Heng grabbed the ground, and immediately a huge oven with a height of hundreds of feet rose from the ground, which was too small to fit.

Then he snapped his fingers, and a thick fire of avenues immediately ignited in the furnace.

Afterwards, Wang Heng commanded the power of the world to pick up a bird's leg tens of feet long, threw it into the oven, let it float and rotate on its own, and covered the surface with a thin layer of power of the world, so that it could Heat evenly to ensure it doesn't burn.

As the ultimate fire-attributed phoenix bird, Zihuang's resistance to fire-attributes is directly full.

After Wang Heng beat the third protoss—the ancestor of the Saber Arm Clan to half-death, engraved the [Sealing Soul Seal], and cast the [Shadow Soul Curse], the bird retreated a little bit, It may take half a day before it is fully baked.

You must know that Wang Heng is using the fire of the great way, and any one can burn the sky and boil the sea.

"This is too slow, it seems that it needs to be baked a few more times."