Way of Immortal Sovereign

The Feng Clan, the most powerful immortal ancient clan in the southern region, even the two immortal orthodoxy passed down from ancient times to the Jixia Academy and Sanqing Mountain, are a little inferior in today's world.

Because of the Feng Clan, there are real saints sitting in the town, coercing the heavens and overlooking the world.

Although Wang Sheng of Jixia Academy is also honored as a saint, in the true sense, he has only stepped into this field with one foot, and has not completely achieved the status of a saint.

In the cracks in the void, Fengzu only revealed a pair of eyes, but there seemed to be stars flowing inside, the universe was born and died, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

His real body is not revealed, only a vague phantom, boundless, it is impossible to imagine how huge it is, it is really hard for ordinary people to imagine, what kind of terrifying creature is the existence of a saint at this level.

Zhang Zai, Zhang Hengqu. Fengzu spoke, his voice was very calm, so calm that he didn't seem to have the slightest emotional fluctuation as if all living beings perished, Unexpectedly, I will see you again.

The green-clothed Confucian scholar was silent, and slowly walked towards the void crack at the end of the sky. At this moment, his aura finally no longer had the slightest reservation, and it really exploded into the sky.

Why, do you want to proclaim yourself a thousand-year-old saint?

The voice of the ancestor of the Feng Clan sounded again, saying: Thousands of years, although it is not a moment for a saint, but it is indeed not long, but you Zhang Zai, dare to order this saint?

The green-clothed Confucian scholar smiled slightly, and said: After all, Zhang was one of the old stubborn back then, so he knows your thoughts best, so... I have no intention of persuading you at all.

boom!

As the words fell, the blue-clothed Confucian scholar was like a blue sun, and the endless avenue runes permeated the explosion. He just stepped into the crack of the void, and the measuring ruler with a monstrous divine light, directly chopped down.

Rumble!

The vast and terrifying loud noise erupted instantly, and the void crack at the end of the sky was directly torn, and the endless chaos in it filled the sky, the mighty avenue runes continued to collapse, and the pieces of order chains were intertwined, and only the breath emitted , causing the entire sky to shatter like a mirror.

boom!

There was a roar in the cracks in the void, and the dazzling light continued to erupt, as if there were pieces of stars colliding and collapsing, and the endless violent aftermath, it was like the beginning of the universe, the birth and death of chaos, the scene was too terrifying.

Is this... the power of a saint?

At this moment, even the two supreme beings of the Bloodlin Clan and the Six-Armed Clan felt their scalps tingling. The saints were too detached. Although they could see creatures of this level in the past, it was rare for them to make a move.

Zhang Zai, although I don't know how you rebelled against yin and yang, it's too ridiculous to want to compete with this saint with just a remnant soul.

In the midst of the explosion, Fengzu's voice sounded, but the green-clothed Confucian scholar remained unmoved, and said: If it is only Zhang himself, maybe he is really weak, but you must understand that this important weapon of my Confucianism sect One or two.

Fengzu snorted coldly, the ruler of the Confucian sect is the tool for enlightenment of the most holy teacher, and it contains the principles of the master's way. It belongs to the top rank among the holy soldiers of the extreme way, and it will not be weaker than Jianzong That fierce sword has a great reputation and is rumored to have beheaded an immortal.

Of course, although Fengzu's enlightenment tool is somewhat inferior in a certain sense, he is a true saint after all, while Zhang Sheng is only a remnant soul after all, so there is no saying who has the upper hand in the battle.

Using the measuring ruler is not a martial art, but Zhang doesn't have much time, so he can only let it go.

The Confucian scholar in green shirt sighed, his whole figure suddenly shone as if he had been sublimated to the extreme, and the measuring ruler in his hand exploded with endless runes at this moment, and the mighty and terrifying aura made Feng Zu's face a bit dignified.

Clang!

boom!

The scene in the cracks in the void was even more terrifying. Even though the crowd was far enough away, they still felt a terrifying power that could not be resisted continued to erupt.

Feng Zu, although you said you cut yourself, if you continue to use your strength, it may affect your own fundamentals, please think again.

The green-clothed Confucian scholar said in a deep voice, Feng Zu rose before him, and has survived for tens of thousands of years. Although beings at this level are powerful, their lifespan is not endless after all, so they will choose to seal part of their power for use Avoiding the rules of heaven can also make oneself survive longer invisibly.

If it weren't for this, even if Zhang Sheng regained his remnant soul, and then took charge of the Confucian sect's extreme holy soldiers, he might not be sure that he could make himself a saint for a thousand years.

Hmph, it seems that you have already figured this out? Feng Zu sneered, Forget it, he is just a poor bastard who will eventually be wiped out, why should he compete with you.

Thousands of years are just an epiphany. But after a thousand years, I will come to your Jixia Academy to discuss it.

With a sneer, Feng Zu restrained his own strength and let Liang Tianru perform multiple seals. This was not because he was defeated by Zhang Sheng, but because he was unwilling to expend his own origin and fight to the death with a mortal man.

Crash.

Feng Zu slowly dissipated, and the void crack in the sky gradually recovered. The Confucian scholar in green shirt stepped out, his figure seemed to be a little thinner than before, but he didn't care at all, but turned his eyes to the west, and said in a deep voice: Do you want to fight, ancestor of the Star Devouring Clan?

The western sky burst apart in vain, revealing a huge hazy figure inside, whose power was not weaker than that of the previous Feng Zu.

The Tunxing Clan, the most powerful immortal ancient clan in the western desert, also has surviving saints sitting in the town, which is even better than the two immortal orthodoxy of Endless Buddha Land and Shimo Temple.

Thousands of years are really nothing to us, but since you, Zhang Hengqu, dare to order us to wait, you must pay the price.

Boom!

The first ancestor of the Star Swallowing Clan also made a move, and the aftermath of the terrifying power seemed to destroy the world, but his scruples were like those of the ancestors, so he didn't use all his strength at all. This time, the attack was only to consume Zhang Sheng's origin, exacerbate its dissipation.

Thousands of years after sealing the ancestor of the Tunxing clan with a measuring ruler, the figure of the Confucian scholar in blue became more and more faint, but he did not stop at all, turned his gaze to the north, and said in a deep voice: That golden silkworm clan, don't you want to make a move?

Boom!

The northern sky cracked, and a huge figure shrouded in golden light appeared, without any nonsense, the endless Taoist runes directly bombarded Zhang Sheng.

The Confucian scholar in green shirt didn't have the slightest fear, and rushed out again with a measuring ruler in his hand. The successive battles made everyone's thoughts completely blank, while Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai were full of bitterness, as if they didn't understand why Zhang Sheng To pay such a high price, all the supreme beings and saints in the world will be sealed for thousands of years.

Ye Hao's heart is also full of complexities. Zhang Shengzhi's responsibility can be said to be rare in ancient and modern times, but even he doesn't understand the reason.

Boom!

The saints of the golden silkworm clan were also sealed for thousands of years, while Zhang Sheng's figure appeared even more bleak.

Cang Lan, it's your turn.

The Confucian scholar in green shirt cast his eyes in the direction of Donghuang, and directly cut out the measuring ruler in his hand.