Ming Dynasty Emperor System

A cry suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

With the first sound, the second sound followed.

The third and fourth sounds continued, and the sky seemed to be filled with rumbling thunder!

As soon as the clone of Yuanshi Tianzun poked his head out, there was already a sword light and a sword light in front of his eyes.

It is also the power of a semi-saint, although it is a little immature and has insufficient foundation, but it has the power of a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers, and it challenges the supreme power of the three realms without hesitation!

"interesting."

The clone of Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly smiled, waved his hand gently, and emitted a dark light, blocking it in front of him.

Yang Jian and Master Wuchao looked intently, only to see the dim light twisting and undulating, causing ripples in the space.

And every ripple has some strange feeling, which seems to be extremely pure fairy power, but also seems to be mixed with something else.

"Hu-Shu-" is like the sound made by a soft object colliding with a hard sharp weapon.

Within the reach of Yang Jian and Master Wuchao's consciousness, the sword light and sword light were blocked and wrapped by the dim light.

In a non-intense stalemate, all three of them were quietly annihilated.

The clone of Yuanshi Tianzun was unscathed. He raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth and opened his mouth to speak.

But right now!Just when the storm had just subsided!

The magic formula that Yang Jian and Master Wuchao had secretly secretly activated at this moment!

In the void where the energy was annihilated, two illusory shadows suddenly emerged!

That was clearly the spirit of the Nine Heavens Divine Sword and the three-pointed two-edged sword!

There was no longer any resistance to the attack, and the power of the weapon souls all unleashed their power, shooting towards the clone of Yuanshi Tianzun!

"Oh?!"

The clone of Yuanshi Tianzun obviously did not expect this, with an interesting expression on his face.

Originally, he had time and quick enough reaction to take action to condense the light again and block this sneak attack.

But in the end, he put down his hand, allowed the two phantoms of weapon souls to attack, and resisted the attack forcefully.

"Puff——" It was like a sharp weapon entering the body, the blood spurting out, and the friction sound made by hitting the skin.

His shabby robe was windless, and there were two tiny invisible wounds on the cuffs, which were sprouting black hazy gas at the moment.

He was injured. He was slightly injured during the long-awaited killing move!

But Yang Jian and Master Wuchao couldn't be happy, and had gloomy faces.

No words were spoken, and no more movements were made.

They didn't even have the thought of condensing spells and urging the divine weapons in their hands to attack.

There was a hint of despair in their eyes.

"Yes, I remember your name is Wuchao, right? Ksitigarbha's substitute, you have gone through a retrospective training, and you can achieve this improvement. You must be a genius. It's a pity, I should have taken you under my sect in the first place. , I like your temperament."

The clone of Yuanshi Tianzun spoke lightly, with a smile in his eyes, but his eyes were empty and without any emotion.

It seems that he has seen through the birth and death of all things, and is not interested in anything. It is like a pool of stagnant water that can no longer make any ripples.

This is the true supreme state of mind of forgetting oneself, oneself, and seeking oneself!

"My good disciple, I have also seen your growth. The eight levels of experience in the Self Dojo have sublimated your original heart. I am really happy for you to achieve what you have today. You are better than Bodhi Ancestor is much more interesting.”

These words were meant to be comforting, but when spoken from the mouth of Yuanshi Tianzun's clone, the tone was strange and terrifying!

It is very similar to the roar of the walking corpse. Every time it is heard, there is a sound echoing in the sky, which is shocking.

But no matter what he said, Yang Jian and Master Wuchao still looked depressed.

The latter was even more exaggerated. He put the Nine Heavens Divine Sword into the sea of ​​consciousness, then took out his Zen staff, meditated in the air, and whispered something softly.

Yang Jian's ears twitched. He thought he was reciting Buddhist scriptures, but when he heard the content, he was shocked.

The stinky Taoist priest was clearly muttering: "Sir, come and save me...Sir, come and save me...That old immortal is so strong...The full blow between me and the three-eyed monster just rubbed off a layer of his skin... We can’t fight...come and save me!”

It’s really embarrassing!

Naturally, Yuanshi Tianzun's clone also heard Master Wuchao's muttering. Not only did he hear the sound, but he also clearly heard the words word for word.

After hearing the complaints for help, he did not get angry. Instead, he said with a relaxed face:

"Don't be nervous. I don't have to come to kill you. My goal is to let Zhu Houzhao come over. I haven't seen him for many days and miss him very much. I have a few words and should talk to him in person."

After hearing this, Master Wuchao raised his eyebrows, stood up suddenly, and muttered instead:

"Sir, you'd better not come... This old immortal is trying to trick you... If we die... remember to avenge us... Don't come, don't come... Don't come, my lord!"

Yang Jian held his forehead and felt sad.

The scene above became strange and strange.

This is an inexplicably peaceful atmosphere.

The clone of Yuanshi Tianzun glanced below, and after seeing Jiutian Xuannv, his eyes flashed inadvertently.

He raised his hand and pulled from the air, but he pulled Yang Jian and Master Wuchao in front of him. The invisible force strangled their necks and forcibly suppressed all the abilities in their bodies.

"You two, let me take a good look at what Zhu Houzhao has given you to make this breakthrough."

As Yuanshi Tianzun's clone spoke, he released an unrivaled pressure from his whole body. After it spread to all directions, a white light flashed across the dark sky behind him.

But the roar sounded again, and the cracks in the depths of the sky began to close inward, and densely packed ancient runes shot into his body.

Like being swallowed by a whale, this huge amount of heavenly power was completely absorbed in a short period of time and absorbed and digested without any buffering.

He also showed a hint of unsatisfied expression, as if such a huge amount of heavenly enlightenment was not enough for him to even squeeze between his teeth!

"Damn! Can your body handle this much if you suck it all at once? You're not afraid of being overstuffed. You damn old thing is really a greedy dog!"

Master Wuchao opened his mouth and cursed.

Although his current posture was extremely embarrassing, Master Wuchao began to act unscrupulously at the thought of being used as bait by Yuanshi Tianzun and facing the fate of imminent death.

No matter who is in front of him, what about the shady secrets of the Three Realms?What about the existence of the pinnacle of the Three Realms?I have a mouth, and I just dare to curse!

It’s all about death anyway, so why not curse to your heart’s content before you die?

After hearing Master Wuchao's arrogance, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly lit up and he also started to curse.

As if to vent the depression in his heart, the fear that had been silenced for countless times was finally completely released on the edge of death!