The Decomposition of Everything

The foreigners looked at each other, their faces all turned bitter. It was no surprise that this bastard was already invincible. How could they fight this battle?

The old man in white had arrived. He slapped the five-clawed golden dragon head with an angry slap and said sternly: "Why don't you entangle him, you idiot? The power of the end of the world is imprisoning Zhu Kong. What are you afraid of?"

The golden dragon shrank its head and turned into a young man in golden armor. He said weakly: "I was frightened for a moment and couldn't react."

"Idiot, idiot, you are a golden dragon, have your talents been eaten by dogs? And you, you have disgraced the faces of all races." The old man in white was so angry that he kept cursing.

In fact, it was indeed the fault of the golden dragon. It had entangled Shen Zhi, but was forced away by his punch. If it didn't care about the cost, it could have kept entangled Shen Zhi. Its retreat led to Zhu Kong's capture. There are also many foreign races. They are very close to Shen Zhi and can entangle him at all costs.

Unfortunately, the sudden disappearance of the Avenue of Time slowed down all the foreign races. It was too sudden.

"Waste, go and transfer the Emperor Sword from the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, and transfer the Xuantian Jade Pendant from Xihe Niuzhou to the Emperor Sword. You must kill Shen Zhi, otherwise the battle in Dongsheng Shenzhou will be lost." The old man in white roared again.

A man in black behind him quickly responded.

Feng Yaoqin in the distance moved her eyes and had passed the message to Xinheng.

Shen Zhi was in a good mood at this time, and was traveling through the turbulence of time and space to return to Tianjian Mountain. He didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain. He actually captured Zhu Kong directly. Now he can directly launch the human army to counterattack.

Go back and make arrangements immediately. When he was leisurely and contented, Xinheng's voice transmission came. Shen Zhi was slightly stunned. The name of the Emperor Sword resounded throughout the Lijie. He was the second-ranked master on the Conferred God List of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. Countless human race prodigies died in his hands, and he was chasing Ye Mengyao at this time.

Emperor Sword, Holy Spirit Clan, Nine Spirit Sword Body, Sword Cultivator, One Sword Breaks All Laws, Masters Causal Talent, and is a Medium Causal Avenue.

If he really encounters a medium causal avenue, his must-hit talent at this time will be completely useless. He doesn't even have a primary causal avenue, and will be suppressed directly.

Shen Zhi returned to the present world and looked up at the battlefield of all races. There is no need to worry about Sister Ye. The causal pursuit of the Sword Emperor can lock Ye Mengyao, but he can't catch up. I'm afraid no one in this world can catch up with Sister Ye. She can teleport all over the map, how to chase. And she uses the dark universe teleportation, this talent is unique, Shen Zhi has never seen or heard of anyone who can directly use the dark universe.

With her treasure, even the space of the Conferred God List can't contain her. This woman is completely a BUG. As the son of space, Jiang Linghan is simply a little Karami compared to her.

Although this Emperor Sword is strong, it is not invincible. He can't even break Fan Yong's defense. Now the human race relies on these two people in the battlefield of all races, one has invincible defense, and the other has invincible speed.

Shen Zhi curled his lips and smiled. This is the benefit of hiding a trump card. Kill one who comes and kill one. Another day, he will directly enter the battlefield of all races. Thinking of the Xuantian jade pendant, he asked Xinheng through voice transmission.

"Mother said that the Xuantian jade pendant is the ancestral weapon of the Xingguang clan. Its only function is to shield and conceal the luck." Xinheng said through voice transmission.

It's all aimed at him. Huan Ruyi's sword of doomsday is only a primary avenue. It's really unknown whether it can deal with this ancestral weapon that specifically targets luck, but it is definitely useless in the end times.

Shen Zhi sighed slightly. Their only weakness is that their realm is not enough. If his fourteen avenues are all middle avenues, no one can resist this punch.

It's also unknown whether the supreme way of these ten basic avenues is powerful, but it will be clear soon.

Shen Zhi asked Xinheng to thank her mother. Now that Zhu Kong has been captured by him, the Phoenix clan can leave at any time. He didn't pay attention to it anymore and returned to Tianjian City first.

A few hours later, he returned to the vicinity of Tianjian City through the turbulence of time and space, transformed into the Thunder Fire Phoenix Dharma Image and flew into the city, flying straight to the Tongtian Giant Sword. When he came to the door, he turned into a human form and shouted to the inside: "Shen Zhi wants to see you!"

"Saint Shen, just come in directly, no need to report in the future!" Xiang Nanyun's hearty voice came.

Shen Zhi smiled slightly and stepped inside. The space was changed and he came to the hall of the day again. Xiang Nanyun was still sitting on the chair in the hall. Seeing him come in, he quickly got up and walked down.

"Saint Shen has been out for a few days. Did you gain anything?" Xiang Nanyun invited him to sit down very politely, and asked casually.

Shen Zhi laughed and said, "Big gain, look who this is?"

He stretched out his hand and turned it over, and Zhu Kong appeared in front of Xiang Nanyun with his neck pinched by him. This person is really hard to kill. Shen Zhi can't kill him for the time being, so he can only continue to control him with the Sword of Doom and his way of sealing.

"What, Zhu Kong!" Xiang Nanyun's eyes almost popped out, and he screamed in disbelief.

"Shen Zhi, you despicable villain, if you have the guts, let me fight you one-on-one." Zhu Kong was still cursing.

Shen Zhi just wanted him to say something, so that Xiang Nanyun could confirm that it was the real Zhu Kong, and then he shut his mouth again. He said calmly: "I took some time to go to Tianning Pond and captured this person alive. The counterattack of our human race can begin."

"This, this, this is too incredible." Xiang Nanyun was already incoherent, his hands trembling as he grabbed Zhu Kong's face, and finally confirmed that this was true. He immediately shouted with joy, "Saint Shen, you are really the son of destiny of the human race. Come on, ring the sword bell, and everyone assemble."

The huge sword cry resounded throughout the city, and everyone was stunned, not knowing what happened. Xiang Nanyun's loud voice resounded throughout the city and Tianjian Mountain: "I'm so happy that Saint Shen Zhi has captured the Zhulong clan's genius Zhu Kong alive. All forces have gathered together and our counterattack is about to begin. Thank you Saint Shen for your sacrifices for the human race. Master's revenge."

Xiang Nanyun's voice was excited and exciting, and he broadcast it three times in a row.

"What, are you sure?"

"Really or not?"

"No way?"

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Countless people flew high into the sky and looked at the giant sword. They all made incredible comments. They still can't believe it is true. There are also countless leaders of forces flying towards the sky-reaching giant sword.

In the hall, Xiang Nanyun excitedly grabbed Shen Zhi's hand and said: "Sage, take Zhukong out and show it. This is the best opportunity to increase the morale of our human race. We have been suppressed for too long."

Xiang Nanyun even had wet eyes and looked at Shen Zhi with pleading eyes.

Shen Zhi nodded heavily. If he had been a little proud just now, he was now filled with deep pain. Looking at Xiang Nanyun's expression, he knew that they had been suppressing it for too long.

Also, many human masters have died in battle and have been retreating, many cities have been lost, countless human beings have been captured and are still suffering, and they are suppressed in Tianjian City and do not even dare to leave. How can we not be depressed? How could one not be excited when such an enemy was captured alive?