The World That Tao Rules

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This area has gathered more than two thousand powerful people, there are more than forty true-rank emperors, and it is an area where people are sitting. At this moment, it is in dead silence!

Almost everyone's gaze was focused on Gu Bulao and the head of the bronze slave, and the expressions on their faces were all incredibly unbelievable, without exception.

Real-rank emperor, not to mention immortality, but life is extremely long.

In addition to Shouyuan, the real-order emperor's body, soul, and other aspects have also reached a peak.

For example, let more than a dozen extreme rank emperors hold a magic weapon that can cut through the physical body of the true rank great emperor to kill a true rank great emperor.

Even if the true rank does not resist, let the extreme rank great use the weapon to harm his body.

In the end, after these extreme-ranked emperors were exhausted, the true-ranked emperors were still alive.

Because the speed at which they leave a scar on the true-ranked emperor's body is not as fast as the true-ranked emperor's body heals itself.

Want to kill a true-ranked emperor, the difficulty is almost unimaginable.

This is also the reason why the nine tribes and nine emperors have been imprisoned in Sijingzang for so many years, and they are still alive after being divided into nine parts.

The Bronze Armored Slave Head, although the weakest among the three Slave Heads, is indeed a true-ranked emperor.

As a subordinate who specializes in doing things for others, he is even more experienced and experienced.

Moreover, the armor he wore on his body was also made by Ren Zun specially for him, and it was a real imperial weapon.

Such a bronze slave head, placed anywhere, I dare not say that it is an invincible existence, but there are very few people who can defeat him, let alone kill him.

Anyway, there are so many true-ranked emperors on the scene, asking themselves, no one can do it.

But Gu is not old but did it!

In front of everyone, he didn't use any despicable means, without the help of foreign objects, but with a punch, the copper armor slave head was beaten to death alive!

Under everyone's gaze, Gu Bulong's own **** fist and half of his arm slowly pulled out of the body of the copper armor slave head.

"boom!"

Without the support of Gu Bulao's arm, the body of the bronze slave head lost its balance and fell heavily towards nothingness.

And when his corpse fell into nothingness, everyone was even more surprised to find that the body of the head of the copper armored slave turned into nothingness, leaving only a battle armor with a big hole in it, quietly suspended in it. There.

Naturally, his soul has also disappeared.

Many people thought that Gu Bu Lao killed the head of the bronze slave with the power of his flesh.

And now, they realized that they were wrong.

There must be weirdness among the old fists and powers!

This power can not only break the armor and flesh of the head of the copper armor slave, but also easily dissolve his flesh and soul.

Although they can't imagine what kind of power this is, everyone is wary of being old.

No matter what power it is, at least it is the power that can kill the true emperor!

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, breaking the dead silence around: "What kind of power are you, you already have a certain regular aura."

The one who speaks is respected!

Originally he didn't care about everything here, and the person who was going to dreamland finally changed his mind because of the death of the head of the bronze slave.

Ren Zun, standing in front of the armor of the bronze slave head, the whole person squatted down, carefully inspecting these armors.

Hearing Ren Zun’s words, Gu Bulao’s gaze first glanced at the distance. After transmitting the sound to himself and others, he closed his eyes. Jiang Yun, who has not opened up until now, smiled slightly and said, “I’m This kind of power is named the power of returning to the ruins!"

"Why, is it possible that the respectable person has taken a fancy to my power?"

Because he promised to stop Ren Zun from going to Dreamland for Jiang Yun, after seeing that he and Dongfang Bo could not stop them one after another, Gu Bulao finally became cruel.

The death of a true-ranked emperor should be enough to leave a respectable person.

In terms of true strength, Gu Bulao couldn't kill the bronze slave head so easily, but just as Ren Zun said, the power of returning to the market that he had realized by sitting in the Taoist market already possessed the aura of rules.

The deity is still checking the armor of the bronze slave head, and without raising his head, he said, "The deity is not only interested in your power, but also very interested in you, the deity."

"You two, look the same, you should both be called Gu Bu Lao, and both are Jiang Yun's masters."

Although Ren Zun did not look up, everyone understood that the two in his words were referring to Gu Bu Lao and Gu Mo Gu Bu Lao.

Ren Zun continued: "Furthermore, none of you are creatures of Dreamland and Magic Realm, you still have such a strong strength."

"It stands to reason that people like you should be famous in the real world."

"It's weird that I have never heard of your names, no one who has met you!"

After Ren Zun came to the realm of fantasy, he focused on two ancient immortals.

However, at that time, he didn't care too much.

After all, he sees more people with the same appearance and strength.

Like his three soul concubines, they are triplets.

But now Gu Bu Lao actually wiped out the appearance and spirit of the bronze slave with a single punch, but he had to care about it.

To be honest, Ren Zun did not feel the slightest sadness or regret about the death of the head of the copper armor slave.

What he really cares about is the so-called power of returning to the ruins contained in Gu Bulao's punch!

The way of human beings is to put people first, which is to pursue the ultimate of the flesh.

However, suddenly there is a power that can make the body and soul of the bronze slave head, inexplicably dissolve, and the respect is of course more vigilant than others.

Although Gu Bu Lao's current strength is not enough to hurt him, just like Yun Xihe, if Gu Bu Lao is given enough time to grow, it will definitely threaten the respect in the future.

Therefore, Ren Zun has been murderous for the old age.

However, before killing Gu Bulao, he had to figure out the power of Gu Bulao.

Finally, Ren Zun stood up, stretched out his hand, and the armor of the bronze slave head on the ground had fallen into his hands.

Ren Zun held the armor and measured it against Gu Bu Lao: "It's a pity that such a good armor doesn't have a master."

"I think you are about the same size as the head of the copper armor slave."

"Since you killed him, you will take his place from now on!"

When the voice fell, Ren Zun suddenly raised his other hand and grabbed it towards Gu Bulao.

This clone of Ren Zun is the strength of the pseudo-sage. Even if Gu Bu Lao killed the head of the bronze slave, he relied on the power of rules, which did not mean that he had the strength to contend with the respect.

Therefore, facing Ren Zun's grasp, a large number of lines immediately appeared on Gu Bu Lao's entire body, mobilizing all the power, and taking a step towards the rear.

"boom!"

I saw that the seam where Gu Bu Lao stood, melted directly, and made Ren Zun’s grasp of this fall to no avail!

Ren Zun is not only not angry, but has a surprise in his eyes.

The mystery of the strength of the ruins is more than one's imagination.

And when Ren Zun raised his hand for the second time and continued to want to grasp Gu Bu Lao, his complexion suddenly changed, his outstretched palm was frozen in the air, he suddenly raised his head and looked upward.

It's not just the respected person, at this moment, everyone's eyes are all looking upwards.

Everyone is in the crevice, there is no distinction between up and down, left and right.

But now, above everyone's head, there is a large number of colorful clouds gathered at an unknown time, and they are endless, with no end in sight.

Within the clouds, faintly visible, there are pavilions, mountains and jungles, rivers, lakes and seas.

Even more, there were figures of different sizes shaking.

It's like, within that cloud, there is an unknown world full of vitality.

In addition to the world, these clouds exude a strong coercion, making even the human avatar feel the pressure.

The appearance of these clouds is so strange that most people are full of surprise.

Only Gu Bulao suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Yun: "What kind of cloud is this? Could it be that the fourth man brought it out... Jie Yun?"

"But the current state of the fourth child is twelve levels suspended in the air, and a higher level is the way to gather the emperor and become a quasi emperor.

"And the Emperor Zhun, there is no tribulation coming!"