The Decomposition of Everything

Shen Zhi casually collected the fragments of the silver Taoist sword. It was better than nothing, and he had to collect some trophies. There are too many old men in the world of cultivation, and no one knows what methods the other party will hide. Shen Zhi, of course, went all out, but being able to break a medium-sized Taoist weapon with one punch was beyond his expectation.

He casually walked in the air and came to the front of the formation. Looking at the panicked foreigners below, he couldn't help but feel filled with emotion. After years of forbearance and caution, the day has finally come when I can come forward today.

He stretched one hand forward, made a fist, and said with a faint smile: "Scheming, can you block my punch?" After saying that, he punched out, the space was shattered, the violent power reappeared, and the void was like a broken mirror again. The cracks spread in all directions, releasing energy fluctuations that destroyed the world.

"Block!" Zhu Wen roared, and countless foreign masters took action, consuming Shen Zhi's fist power through the formation screen, and there were also formation attacks and so on. If there were enough, they could still consume Shen Zhi's attack power. Sure enough, the attack from the formation and the countless Taoist weapons inside finally offset his fist strength.

Shen Zhi raised his eyebrows. It's too early to say that. Attacking a city can't be that simple. At this time, the main force of all races is gathering. It is a war of attrition. But who can consume more than him? All small towns in the past have been consumed by him like this. Moreover, his karma will not be able to penetrate the formation. The secret of karma is either locked with mental power, or locked with the opponent's aura or possession.

His mental power was blocked by the formation screen, and his sure-hit attack couldn't get through.

"Attack!" Shen Zhi stretched out his hand, and the Phoenix Nest and the army from behind came to kill them. The thunder and fire phoenixes attacked, and an offensive and defensive battle began.

"Kill the Thunder Fire Phoenix. Don't let this thing attack the formation. One army will rest and come in turns." Zhu Wen commanded frantically. He had studied Shen Zhi's information too thoroughly.

According to this situation, there are enough foreign main forces and they take turns to rest. As long as the formation is not broken, they can really resist Shen Zhi's attack.

Shen Zhi laughed and said: "The abacus is playing loudly, but it's a pity that you can't stop it." After saying that, he disappeared in a blink of an eye. Tianning Bochi is too big. If it can protect the front, can it also protect other places?

When he appeared again, he had arrived on the other side of Tianning Bochi. It was impossible for Wanzu to have so many masters guarding every place. His teleportation was too fast and could not be locked at all. Who could know where he appeared?

So it was destined to be a tragedy. He found a place where no one was guarding and punched directly. The violent power reappeared. Even if Zhu Wen mobilized the formation attack to offset it, it was a pity that Shen Zhi's attack was too strong and there were not enough manpower to offset his attack. , how to prevent it?

One punch is not enough. Ning Bochi's formation was indeed strong enough that day. He broke the formation with three punches in a row.

"Not good!" Zhu Wen suddenly looked defeated and watched helplessly as Tianning Bochi's formation was blasted out with a huge gap. Shen Zhi teleported into the city again, and this time he was completely finished.

Before he showed up, his fist power had already appeared in front of Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen's expression changed drastically, and he roared wildly: "All races, enter the battlefield of all races. Retreat!"

Shen Zhi's fist power seemed to be delayed in front of Zhu Wen. This was the delay of the avenue of time. As the leader of the Zhulong clan, Zhu Wen must have the talent of time. After Zhu Wen shouted these words, he turned into a phantom and disappeared. The power of his fist passed through his body at this time, but it was already useless.

Many races in the city ran away, some turned into light and disappeared, and some were already running towards the teleportation array.

Shen Zhi was slightly startled. He responded so quickly that he actually ran directly to the battlefield of all races. Looking at the image of the Ten Thousand Races battlefield above his head, he shook his head, forget it, he has no plans to enter there for the time being, and will finish the matter of Dongsheng Shenzhou first.

With his entry into the city, the battle was over just as it began. Even the entire southern battle ended with Zhu Wen's escape, leaving mostly trivial things.

His punch shattered the pride of all races and created a bright world. This is the world of immortals and demons where great power belongs to oneself, and one force can decide everything.

In mid-air, Luo Tianyi and Lian Wushuang came quickly and bowed to ask for instructions. Their level of respect was beyond the past.

Shen Zhi looked at the two of them, nodded and said: "There is no need for this. I think the matter in the south has basically been resolved. I need to go to the East China Sea. I will leave the rest to you. If you have any difficulties, please contact me at any time."

"As you command, Holy One!"

Shen Zhi glanced at Lian Wushuang, said nothing, and turned to leave. This sight made Lian Wushuang tremble all over. No matter what other thoughts she had, they were useless.

Arriving at the Phoenix Nest outside the city, the three women yelled and jumped directly on him. Shen Zhi laughed, and after some comfort, he put away the Phoenix Nest, opened the space and disappeared without a trace.

Three days later, he arrived at the East China Sea Boundary City. It took him half a month to travel from the East China Sea to Tianjian Mountain in Wen Zai's flying boat. Now, the time and space shuttle combined with the turbulent flow of space, the speed is beyond imagination. This is because his mental power limits his movement distance. .

At this time, the East China Sea Boundary City was still transformed into a black semicircle, filled with the aura of death, and the thunder calamity fell violently from the sky, but there was nothing it could do about the ball of death.

"Good Qianqian, your husband is here." After Shen Zhi shouted, he directly time-traveled into the world. In fact, he was able to go in last time, but the situation in the south was critical and Qianqian refused to communicate with him, so he took it easy first.

Sure enough, neither yin nor yang could stop the passage of time and space nodes. His figure appeared in the sky within the realm. At a glance, the sky and the earth were black and red. The energy of death and the energy of blood were entangled and fighting endlessly, but the energy of blood could still be felt. Being swallowed bit by bit.

On the other side, Yi Qianqian sat cross-legged in the sky, eyes closed, noble and majestic, unparalleled in elegance. Every time Shen Zhi saw Yi Qianqian's noble and sacred appearance, he couldn't help but have evil thoughts and wanted to send her back to the mortal world.

Shen Zhi was also the master of the realm at this time, and immediately felt the abnormality in the realm. The avenue was scattered, and Nan Xingchen's unity had been broken. If it weren't for Shen Zhi's notice, Yi Qianqian might have destroyed the star core and completed the last step.

Shen Zhi flashed and came behind her, hugged Yi Qianqian from behind, and his hands immediately became dishonest, and he said excitedly: "Good wife, I miss you so much!"

"Let go, you idiot, someone is watching?" Yi Qianqian shouted in shame.

Shen Zhi laughed and said: "It's just a dead person, he will be envious and jealous when he sees it." Although he said so, he still stopped his hand, Nan Xingchen was not dead. He was the master of the realm, and he could naturally feel everything in the realm.

But this was not difficult for him, the space-time domain was unfolded, blocking any exploration.

Yi Qianqian slapped his hand away, turned around and asked with a half-smile: "How does Hanhan taste?"