Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The cool breeze blows, and the terrifying coercion emanating from the Half-Step Saint Realm sweeps over the entire place.

A crack was torn open in the sky of Zuyuan, and a pair of big hands covered with black marks stretched out from it. The white corner swayed in the wind, revealing a hint of domineering.

After stepping out, in the deep mist of the clouds, the crack was opened by a big hand, like a serious wound. The young man in white clothes walked out of it, with a smile on his lips and clear understanding in his eyes.

Zhu Houzhao's true form has officially arrived!

Ancestor Bodhi couldn't help but tremble in his heart. This was the second time he saw Zhu Houzhao's true form.

Although he has been in contact with the Dao Realm clone for a long time, the formal meeting with Zhu Houzhao's true form was still the conflict over the blood of Xuan Ming 500 years ago.

Now that he saw Zhu Houzhao again, Patriarch Bodhi had mixed feelings.

He has changed. Not only has he become stronger, but the essence of his soul has also become more solid.

Zhu Houzhao glanced around, smiling broadly.

As his robes fluttered, twelve brilliant light groups like will-o'-the-wisps slowly flowed behind him.

The three pseudo-chaos beads used to shield the Qi machine are now transformed into their original power and integrated into Zhu Houzhao's soul.

The coercion exuded by Patriarch Bodhi was still formidable, but Zhu Houzhao was as if he were a mortal, and could not detect anything strange about him. He was ordinary and looked like a transparent person.

"Bodhi, do you deserve to pay such a high price for the mere Nine Fires of Heaven?"

Zhu Houzhao came and looked at Patriarch Bodhi from a distance.

The latter's expression was uncertain, and it seemed that after Zhu Houzhao came, the aura he exuded became a little disordered.

The ancient runes above the head seemed to be stimulated, trembling and shaking crazily, making bursts of harsh buzzing sounds.

The originally invisible state also showed its original shape at this moment, affecting the space and causing ripples from the inside out.

"I have confidence in you, so I don't hesitate to take risks." Patriarch Bodhi said word for word.

His tone was unusually weird, as if something was strangling his throat. His words were intermittent and seemed a little difficult.

"Oh?" Zhu Houzhao noticed the strange behavior of Patriarch Bodhi and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You actually still retain a clear consciousness, which is really amazing."

Suddenly, he dodged and came to the front of Patriarch Bodhi.

The edge of the white clothes was turned up, revealing an arm covered with black marks.

"There's something fishy about this. I'll find out after I check it out."

As he spoke, Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand towards Ancestor Bodhi, targeting the ancient runes on his head.

"hide!"

Ancestor Bodhi trembled all over and shouted out a mantra involuntarily. The ancient runes on his head penetrated into his head as soon as he finished speaking.

Immediately afterwards, Patriarch Bodhi dodged sideways, trying to avoid it.

But Zhu Houzhao's hands seemed to be pulling from all directions, and the mysterious power locked Patriarch Bodhi's Qi, making him unable to hide or escape!

At the critical moment, a white light flashed between the two.

A strange white rune protruded from the void and stood in front of Patriarch Bodhi. He also shouted out at the right time:

"Certainly!"

As soon as the words fell, a change occurred in the space where the two of them were.

It seems that the power of heaven is invading again, sealing space and even time with unstoppable power.

In an instant, Zhu Houzhao stagnated in place, and his outstretched arm hung in front of Ancestor Bodhi. His five fingers were stretched out, and the fingertips were filled with strands of chaotic mist.

His smile remained the same, and in the face of such a powerful force, his smile was awe-inspiring.

The crisis came into contact temporarily. Ancestor Bodhi breathed a sigh of relief. The look in his eyes flickered, a little strange and a little struggling.

If you look through his head and observe the state of the sea of ​​consciousness in your body, you will definitely be able to find it.

That ancient rune is releasing the power that comes from the same source as the way of heaven.

It is controlling the actions of Patriarch Bodhi!

There was a flash of white light, and another strange rune poked out from the void.

Ancestor Bodhi looked wary, looking at the imprisoned Zhu Houzhao in front of him, feeling the ordinary and weak aura, and for a moment he was not sure about his decision.

Did you take the opportunity to kill him?

Or be safer... withdraw from his attack range first?

Patriarch Bodhi was hesitant, or it could be said that it was the mark of heaven that he acted on his own consciousness.

It occupies the body and soul of Patriarch Bodhi.

While giving him the autonomy of consciousness, Tiandao can also issue instructions, allowing him to faithfully and flexibly perform tasks through his own consciousness.

This makes up for the shortcomings of Tiandao's ignorance and dullness to a large extent.

Therefore, after thinking for a moment, Patriarch Bodhi decisively chose the best decision at the moment——

He raised his left hand and held the nine-color flame in his hand in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Yes, killing the unstable factor Zhu Houzhao is the safest solution!

Although his soul was struggling, the ruthless heaven did not give him the qualification to resist.

The ancient runes in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly accelerated their output frequency, and the majestic power of heaven fluctuated, urging Patriarch Bodhi's subconscious mind to execute orders.

The thoughts moved as the heart moved, and no matter how much Patriarch Bodhi didn't want to, his body started to stir uncontrollably.

The terrifying power of the half-step saint began to operate, and the eyes he looked at Zhu Houzhao became increasingly gloomy.

When his aura reached its peak, the nine-color flame swaying in the wind instantly rose up in the palm of his hand!

"Destroy."

Following his words, Patriarch Bodhi held fire and punched out!

"Bah!" A crisp sound suddenly shook the field.

There was a sound like the firing pin hitting the primer, as if some switch had been turned on.

On Zhu Houzhao's face, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, looking stern and unruly.

However, he saw that everything in the world, which had always been in motion, suddenly stopped at this moment.

Patriarch Bodhi is no exception.

The punch came out and hovered on the tip of Zhu Houzhao's nose.

It was just an inch away, but it was like a chasm that could never be crossed, blocking his steps.

Everything was still, but Zhu Houzhao moved at this moment.

He retracted his outstretched hand and shook it. Twelve splendid light clusters like will-o'-the-wisps spun rapidly behind him.

"Very good. You have mastered the power it bestows."

Zhu Houzhao stepped forward and faced Ancestor Bodhi face to face. The latter's still expression was extremely cold, but his faintly flashing eyes showed strong surprise.

It was unbelievable, both the mark of heaven and his still controllable self-awareness were expressing his shock.

What force seals this space?

The three hundred Shintoists outside the cliff tower entrance were also stopped.

Could it be that the time of the entire Tiandao Tomb and even Zuyuan was forcibly frozen by Zhu Houzhao? !