C439 A finger to destroy nine stars, casually killing a wargod!

First Holy Son's entire body shivered. He looked at Zhang Dongcheng in disbelief, and his entire body shivered.

"Why?" The light in his eyes gradually faded as the First Holy Son continued to struggle, as if he was unwilling to give up.

"There's no why. You should ask yourself why you provoked me!" Zhang Dongcheng was as calm as water, his eyes were as fast as lightning, as though he was a peerless war god that stood proudly in the world, suppressing the entire heavens and earth!

First Holy Son's body and soul were destroyed, falling onto the ground with a loud bang, defeated at Zhang Dongcheng's feet. He slowly lost his temperature, became a completely ice corpse, and completely fell.

None of the warriors in the distance dared to speak a word. All of them were flabbergasted as they watched everything that was happening in front of them. The dead First Holy Son of the Northern Sea Sacred Grounds could only feel his heart beating wildly with a loud rumbling sound.

The First Holy Son of the Northern Sea Sacred Grounds, who had invited his ancestor's battle spirit, had died just like that?

"First Holy Son is dead! He's dead!"

Some of them were trembling, their eyes dodging while their faces were filled with fear as they stammered.

"It's true! We saw it all with our own eyes! Master Zhang pointed his finger and killed all of them!" Some people trembled in fear, and even when they said the three words Master Zhang, they were still incomparably respectful.

Master Zhang only dared to say Master Zhang, who would dare to directly say Zhang Dongcheng's name?

All the Warriors were thousands of miles away. They could not help but kneel on both knees and kowtow towards Zhang Dongcheng who was floating in mid air. Their eyes were all filled with admiration and respect, as if they were not looking at Zhang Dongcheng at all, but rather at the ruler of the mortal world!

They knew that Zhang Dongcheng, who had beheaded Wan Jianguiyun, beheaded Tai Heying, and beheaded the First Holy Son, had caused the three unrivalled legends to disappear and replaced it. An even more powerful and unrivalled legend slowly rose up, causing the people of the world to worship him.

Zhang Dongcheng, a War God Ranker who was not even nineteen years old, and, even more so, could be the Zhen Wu Continent's youngest War God Ranker!

Kill the warlord elite who possessed the power of the Nine Star War God and possessed the ancestor battle spirit!

"One finger to destroy nine stars, casually kill the war god!"

From afar, Notre Dame de Linlang who were worried about the Holy Maiden also came, and took a look at everything.

She looked at Zhang Dongcheng, and her eyes were filled with shock. She could not help but say, "From today onwards, the name Zhang Dongcheng will no longer be a nameless name.

Amongst the warriors present, excluding the three Innates killed by Zhang Dongcheng, that was the most profound of all the Notre Dame de Linlang, and what she said, became the truth which resounded in everyone's hearts. It was like a thunderbolt in the night, rumbling loudly!

A nineteen year old wargod whose name shook the world!

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock as they stared at the figure that was as calm as water.

At the Linlang Magnificent Meet, Zhang Dongcheng obtained a complete victory!

Floating high in the sky, Zhang Dongcheng's expression was indifferent, neither sad nor happy, as if he had just casually swatted a annoying fly to death, and did not take it seriously.

If he didn't take things seriously, everyone would have to take it seriously!

Who did he kill?

That was a First Holy Son of the Northern Sea Sacred Grounds who had founded their own sect for tens of thousands of years and dominated the entire region!

The ruler of hundreds of millions of martial artists, king of millions of martial artists, over ten thousand vassals of a sect, and a proud Seven Star Warlord of a generation.

But to Zhang Dongcheng, this was just a buzzing fly. If he wanted to slap it to death, that would be doing it!

At this moment, Zhang Dongcheng was walking with his hands behind his back, slowly descending from the sky, and stood in front of everyone.

"All living beings look up to you for your help this time. It was all thanks to you that the First Holy Son did not use our blood to sacrifice our ancestor's battle spirit!"

Notre Dame de Linlang finally lowered her head and bowed in front of Zhang Dongcheng.

"The Holy Mother is too polite. Dongcheng is just a small matter." Zhang Dongcheng replied indifferently, and only cupped his hands.

If it was any other time, everyone would think that Zhang Dongcheng being so arrogant, to actually dare to be so arrogant in front of the Notre Dame de Linlang, was all a big disrespect.

But now, everyone was convinced, and couldn't help but think that Zhang Dongcheng doing such a proud action, was exactly what he should do.

In this world, who could afford to be bowed to by Zhang Dongcheng?

Not even his mother-in-law!

"Master Zhang, seeing you today, I hate you for being late! "From now on, my sect will follow Master Zhang's lead. As long as you give us an order, I will not hesitate to give you my word as well!"

Someone quick-witted jumped out first, cupping his hands in respect as he bent his waist, almost falling to the ground.

Before this fellow could finish his words, it was as if a pot of water had been poured into a pan of oil. Everyone was seething with excitement.

A four-star wargod with a snow-white beard jumped out on the spot and kneeled on the ground, shouting loudly: "Master Zhang's peerless divine might, I want to take the entire sect and join them, I ask Master Zhang to protect me!"

Holy sh * t, did they already recognize him as their master?

"Master Zhang, my sect also begs for my protection. We will go through fire and tread through water without any hesitation!" Immediately, there were people who did not want to be outdone. They kneeled on the ground and kowtowed until their heads were ringing loudly.

"Master Zhang!"

"Master Zhang!"

"Master Zhang!"

The heads of the various sects, who had been dominating the various places, were now kneeling on the ground, vying for the lead. The place was immediately filled with the sound of kowtowing, and the sound of kowtowing was heard.

"My Sky Breaking Sect does not just casually accept people." Zhang Dongcheng did not even look at the warriors, he just spoke indifferently, and looked away.

On the other side, there were five fairy-like people. They looked up, as if they were the most love-struck women waiting for their beloved husband to return home.

Their eyes were all filled with boundless love and adoration.

A man and five women looked at each other, and only a cool breeze brushed past their hair, causing their black hair to flutter, causing the white muslin to rise slightly.

All the warriors present knew about the deep feelings they had for each other. They all kneeled on the ground and looked at each other, not knowing whether they should continue or not.

Everything was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Only the unrivaled Divine King stood there proudly as the five girls looked up in unison. It was as if only the six of them were left in this world.

At this moment, an extremely sharp voice rang out, startling everyone!

"Master Zhang, Master Zhang! I have a little girl, aged twenty-eight, with a beauty that could cause the downfall of nations, she is in no way weaker than Lin Lang, the Holy Maiden! I am willing to give you Master Zhang as a servant, and I am willing to accept you as my servant! "