Chapter 454

Feng nationality, the most powerful immortal ancient nationality in the southern region, even the immortal orthodoxy of Jixia school palace and Sanqing mountain, which have been inherited from ancient times, is a little inferior in the world.

Because the wind family has real saints sitting in the town, threatening the heavens and overlooking all regions.

Although the king saint of Jixia school palace is also honored as Saint, in the real sense, he has only one foot into this field and has not completely achieved the saint fruit position.

In the void crack, Fengzu only showed one eye, but it seemed that there were stars flowing in it, and the universe was born and died. The scene was very terrible.

His real body has not been revealed. There is only a vague shadow, boundless, and it is impossible to imagine how huge it is. Ordinary people can't imagine what a terrible creature the existence of saints is.

"Zhang Zai, Zhang Hengqu." Feng Zu opened his mouth. His voice was very calm. It was as if all sentient beings had perished. He didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations. "Unexpectedly, I can see you again."

The green shirt Confucian scholar was silent and slowly walked towards the void crack at the end of the sky. At this moment, his momentum was no longer reserved, and he really burst into the sky.

"Why, even this saint has to be self proclaimed for thousands of years?"

The voice of the ancestor of the wind family sounded again and said, "although the millennium is not a snap for the sage, it is really not long, but you Zhang Zai dare to order the saint?"

The Confucian scholar in green shirt smiled and said, "after all, Zhang was also one of the old die hards, so he knew your idea best, so... I didn't intend to convince you at all."

Boom!

When the words fell, the green shirt Confucian scholar was like a blue sun, and the endless Avenue runes filled the explosion. In this way, he stepped into the void crack and cut down directly with a measuring ruler with a towering God's awn.

Boom!

The vast and terrible noise broke out in an instant, the void crack at the end of the sky was directly torn, the endless chaotic gas filled the sky, the vast Avenue runes continued to collapse, and the order God chain was intertwined vertically and horizontally. Just the smell made the whole sky fragmented like a mirror.

Boom!

There was a roar in the void crack, and the dazzling God awn kept breaking out, like a lot of stars colliding and collapsing, and endless violent afterwaves. It was like the beginning of the universe and the birth and death of chaos. The scene was too terrible.

"Is this... The power of saints?"

At this moment, the two supreme masters of Rao Shilin family and six armed family felt their scalp numb. The saints were too detached. In the past, although they could see the creatures at this level, their moves were rare for ever.

"Zhang Zai, although I don't know how you disorganize Yin and Yang, is it too ridiculous that only the body of the remnant soul wants to compete with Ben Sheng?"

In the roar, the voice of Fengzu sounded, but the green shirt Confucian scholar was still unmoved and said, "if only Zhang himself, maybe he has less strength, but you must know something about the heavy weapon of our Confucian school."

Feng Zu Leng hum, the Confucian ruler of heaven is the weapon of the supreme sage. It contains the master's Taoist principles. It belongs to the top among the Jidao holy soldiers. It is not weaker than the fierce sword of Jianzong, which is famous for cutting immortals.

Of course, although Feng Zu's tool of becoming Tao is slightly inferior to the ruler of heaven in a sense, he is a real saint after all, and Zhang Sheng is only a remnant soul after all, so there is no saying that anyone has an advantage in the war.

"Although the use of the ruler is invincible, Zhang doesn't have much time, so he can only pay no attention to it once."

The green shirt Confucian sighed. The whole person seemed to be as bright as the utmost sublimation, and the ruler in his hand broke out endless runes at the moment. The mighty smell of terror made Feng Zu's face dignified.

Qiang!

Boom!

The scene in the void crack is more terrible. Even if the people are far enough away, they still feel that a terrible and irresistible threat continues to break out.

"Feng Zu, although you cut yourself now, if you continue to use your strength, I'm afraid it will affect your foundation. Please think twice."

The Qingshan Confucian scholar spoke in a deep voice. Fengzu had to rise before him. He has survived for tens of thousands of years. Although creatures at this level are powerful, Shouyuan is not endless. Therefore, they will choose to seal part of their power to escape the rules of heaven, which can virtually make themselves survive longer.

If not, even if Zhang Sheng re condenses the remnant soul and takes charge of the extreme Taoist Holy soldier of Confucianism, he is afraid that he is not sure that he can make the saints self styled for thousands of years.

"Hum, it seems that you have already got this right?" Feng Zu sneered. "Well, it's just a poor bastard who will eventually disappear. Why compete with you."

"A thousand years is just an epiphany. But after a thousand years, Ben Sheng will go to your Jixia school palace to ask for a good explanation."

In the sneer, Feng Zu converged his own strength and allowed the ruler to exert heavy seals. This is not that he lost to Zhang Sheng, but that he is unwilling to spend his source and fight with a mortal.

Wow.

Fengzu slowly dissipated, and the void crack in the sky gradually recovered. The green shirt Confucian stepped out, and his body seemed to be a little lighter than before, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he turned his eyes to the West and said in a deep voice, "ancestor of tunxing family, do you want to fight?"

The western sky collapsed in vain, revealing a huge and hazy figure in it, and its prestige is no weaker than that of the previous Fengzu.

Tunxing clan, the most powerful immortal ancient clan in the West desert, also has surviving saints, which is better than the immortal orthodoxy of the endless Buddha land and the first demon hall.

"The millennium is really nothing to us, but since you Zhang Hengqu dare to order us to wait, you must pay a price."

Boom!

The ancestor of the tunxing family also made a move. The aftereffect of the terrible power was like destroying the sky and the earth. However, his scruples were the same as those of Feng Zu, so he didn't use all his strength at all. This move was only to consume Zhang Sheng's origin and intensify his dissipation.

After sealing the ancestor of tunxing family with a ruler for thousands of years, the figure of the green shirt Confucian became more and more empty, but he didn't stop at all. He turned his eyes to the north and said in a deep voice: "the golden silkworm family, don't you do it yet?"

Boom!

The northern sky burst, and a huge figure shrouded in the golden awn appeared. There was no nonsense. The endless Tao runes rushed directly to Zhang Sheng.

The green shirt Confucian scholars were not afraid at all, and rushed out again with a ruler in their hands. These successive battles made everyone's thoughts completely blank, while the Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai looked bitter. They didn't seem to understand why Zhang Sheng had to pay such a high price to seal the supreme masters and saints in the world for thousands of years.

Ye Hao's heart is also full of complexity. 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 sage of Jinchan nationality has also been sealed for thousands of years, while Zhang Sheng's figure is even more empty.

"Canglan, it's your turn."

The green shirt Confucian turned his eyes to the East wasteland and directly cut out the ruler in his hand.