The most powerful boss in the heavens

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The Holy Lord of Wanchu roared, and led all the monks around him to retreat into the depths of the Holy Land of Wanchu.

At the same time, countless bright runes soared into the sky, turning into torrents of runes and impacting on the suppressed giant palm.

"Rumble..."

The giant palm collided with a torrent of runes, and the void instantly shattered into a dark nothingness. The mighty shock wave swept away, causing a shocking earthquake in the entire Holy Land of Wanchu, and countless palaces collapsed.

Chapter 572: The Old Sage Appears!Mixed celestial bodies!

At this moment, the entire Holy Land of Wanchu was shaken, countless ancient palaces collapsed, and large cracks like spider webs spread on the ground.

"You stay outside for the time being, and you will come in after I clear the magic circle inside."

Ning Que explained to everyone from the Taixuanmen and the Northern Territory Alliance, and then stepped into the mountain gate of the Holy Land of Wanchu.

He is skilled and courageous, even knowing that there are countless backhands and killing arrays in the Holy Land of Wanchu, he is not afraid at all.

"boom!"

A terrifying air burst out, and a majestic and majestic black shadow emerged, sending out the frightening aura of the ancient city, and slashing forward.

This is a group of big swords, to be exact, they are sword-like mountains!

Every mountain peak is inserted into the sky, hundreds of thousands of them together, magnificent and magnificent, each one is like a sharp sword, straight up and down.

There are tens of thousands of sword qi, and the mountain peak shoots out divine light, sweeping one after another, this is a killing robbery, a saint-level killing array.

"Saint Killing Formation! Moreover, there is still a Saint Killing Formation!"

Li Xiaoman, Ji Biyue, Nan Gongzheng, Monk Ten Commandments, the old head teacher of Taixuanmen, and many Taixuanmen monks and Northern Region Alliance monks, saw the sword aura like a majestic mountain, and broke out in cold sweat.

There is no doubt that this is a saint killing formation. Ordinary monks are not enough to die in the face of such a saint killing formation.

Facing the mighty sword energy that swept across, Ning Que directly sacrificed the "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel" obtained from the previous Wanchu Holy Master.

The "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel" rises into the sky like a grand sun, bursting with hundreds of millions of chaotic rays of light, illuminating the universe.

This "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel" is not only a handed down holy weapon, but also a handed down holy weapon at the level of a saint king. It is much more powerful than ordinary handed down holy weapons.

At this moment, the "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel" was rolling forward all the way, and the chaotic light was undulating like a sea tide, and everything in the world seemed to be ups and downs in the chaotic light.

"boom!"

Hundreds of thousands of sword mountains exploded one by one, and the ancient saint level fluctuated violently, as if the starry sky disintegrated and spread out.

The holy sword mountain was shattered and turned into turbulent currents, sweeping away the area. Dozens of towering mountains were instantly reduced to ashes, and hundreds of ancient palaces also completely disappeared, becoming a barren land.

"Damn it, you actually used the treasure of our holy land of the beginning of time to deal with us."

The Holy Master Wanchu and many Supreme Elders of the Wanchu Holy Land almost vomited blood when they saw that the "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel" was activated and all the sword mountains were destroyed in an instant.

It was obviously my own magic weapon, but now it has become the enemy's sharp attack weapon, and it is also used by the enemy to deal with me... I don't feel anything, it's more aggrieved and uncomfortable than this.

"Continue to open the killing array, so what about the saints, if you dare to forcibly break into the gate of our holy land in the beginning of time, the saints will die!"

The voice of the Holy Master Wanchu is very cold, full of murderous intent.

A piece of jade platform suddenly appeared in the sky above Ning Que's head, each one was crystal clear, with endless murderous aura, suspended in mid-air, and let down an aura of despair.

Endless murderous aura surged into the sky, and the sky above the Wanchu Holy Land collapsed. In the void of infinite murderous aura, a dark cloud gathered.

At this moment, the monks within millions of miles all felt the terrifying murderous aura above the Holy Land of Wanchu.

"Hiss! What a terrifying murderous aura... That's the direction of the Holy Land of Wanchu. Could it be that the Holy Land of Wanchu has changed?"

Countless strong men's complexions changed, and they set up Dunguang one after another, and rushed towards the direction of Wanchu Holy Land.

Li Xiaoman, Ji Biyue, Nan Gongzheng, Monk Ten Commandments, the old head teacher of Taixuanmen and others felt that their bodies were about to burst, and quickly led everyone back ten miles away.

"Is this the foundation of the Holy Land? It's really scary!"

Li Xiaoman and the others gasped when they saw the black cloud formed by the gathering of infinite murderous intent.

This time, they truly saw the horror of the Holy Land.

"Saint king-level killing array!"

Ning Que looked up at the crystal jade platform above, and his expression became slightly serious.

A killing array at the level of a saint king is enough to pose a certain threat to him. If it stains his clothes or breaks his skin, it will not be good.

With a wave of his sleeve, a divine image flew out from his sleeve, and the divine image traversed the void, covering the sky and the sun.

Hundreds of millions of celestial light burst out from the divine map, densely packed with endless runes, surging in the celestial light like a tide, and in the center of the divine map, there is a figure exuding an incomparably sacred and ethereal aura, looming.

It is the treasure "Picture of Emerald Immortal" in the Holy Land of Zifu.

At this moment, Ning Que grabbed one end of the Divine Map with one hand, and the other end of the Divine Map wrapped a piece of jade platform like a sky curtain.

Then he shook the divine map violently, and in an instant, the bright fairy light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth transparently.

A phantom of a fairy emerged from the divine map, and with the momentum of a flying fairy, he struck towards the jade platform wrapped in the divine map.

"Rumble..."

One-third of the jade platform was shattered by the immortal phantom, and then Ning Que threw the divine map, and the remaining two-thirds of the jade platform immediately flew towards the Holy Master Wanchu and the others.

"Not good, run away!"

The Holy Lord of Wanchu, many elders of the Holy Land of Wanchu, and many monks of the Holy Land of Wanchu, all turned pale with fright.

One by one, jumping like chickens and dogs, they used their means to avoid to the side.

"Boom boom boom..."

Two-thirds of the jade platform shattered, and the immeasurable killing swept everything, harvesting their lives like harvesting wheat. A large number of monks in the Holy Land of Wanchu turned into bones and blood. The violent energy fluctuations caused the mountains of the Holy Land of Wanchu to rise and fall like tides. The entire Holy Land of Wanchu is almost about to burst apart.

"It's too tragic. At least nearly a thousand people died in the Holy Land of Wanchu this time, and more than a dozen of Da Neng died."

Li Xiaoman and the others looked at the piece of bone and blood piled up in the Holy Land of Wanchu from a distance, and they all looked pale.

Many monks who came here after noticing the movement here were also horrified when they saw such a scene.

The Holy Master Wanchu lost one arm and one leg, and was in a miserable state.

In fact, if a skinny old man beside him with only a few strands of white hair, sunken eyes, wearing sackcloth, suddenly appeared and rescued him, he might have died just now.

"Ancestor Chu Yu, you were born..." The Holy Master Wanchu saw the skinny old man in sackcloth beside him, and seemed to have forgotten the injuries on his body, "...Old Ancestor, this person took away our Holy Land of Wanchu His inheritance is a treasure, and now he still forcibly breaks into our mountain gate, causing us heavy losses, we must not let him go."


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