From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS Chapter 943: Come out and meet with the poor road 1
Wait when the true essence erupts.
Zong Yi discovered that his physical body had already reached an extremely powerful stage during the tempering of the previous Heavenly Tribulation.
Cooperate with the power of Zhenyuan.
Just one punch can smash the thunder.
This alone has surpassed his previous peak.
Soon.
There is another day of catastrophe.
Zong Yi relies on the power of his flesh to shake the heavens.
Boom——
After a long time.
The catastrophe dissipated.
A powerful aura radiated from Zong Yi, suppressing the roar of the void, and making all the monks onlookers disillusioned.
Heaven!
A celestial being who uses the flesh to shake the heavens and walks through the flesh to become a holy system is born!
Even if Zong Yi has just taken the first step in the physical sanctification system, he can't fully show the strength of the strong in the physical sanctification system, but he must be a bit stronger than the normal breakthrough celestial being.
Cooperate with the opponent's tactics.
Even if you are a saintly strong person, you can't say that you will be able to beat the opponent.
"Jianzong Martial Arts Hall, really has risen!"
Someone sighed.
Once you break through the heavens and humans, you can enjoy thousands of years of life.
As long as Zong Yi does not deliberately die, then the Zhenzong Martial Arts Hall can last for thousands of years at least.
With thousands of years of accumulation, even a pig can take off, let alone a powerful force.
In the ancient world.
The martial arts halls are generally relatively inferior, and there is no way to compare with Zongmen.
The reason why the strong man who founded the Zhenzong Martial Arts Hall did not establish a sect was because he believed that he didn't have much time and that the creation of a sect might not be able to guarantee the inheritance, so he created the Zhenzong Martial Arts Hall.
Over the years.
There are many martial arts centers, but there are none that can grow to be comparable to top-notch martial arts centers.
But that's all before.
From the moment Zong Yi broke through, Zhenzong Martial Arts Hall is comparable to the top big ones, and it is the more powerful top big ones.
After all, not every top sect can have a powerful person with a holy level.
More sects.
It's just that the heavenly people with extraordinary realm are sitting here.
The momentum swept out, and gradually, it converged.
The cultivators who were onlookers all had smiles on their faces, and Yukong approached them and shook their hands in congratulations.
"Congratulations to the master of the Zongguan for being promoted to heaven, and the Martial Hall of the Japanese Formation Zongwuguan will resound in the ancient world!"
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations, lord of the pavilion!"
"——"
A scream of congratulations, from the mouths of the monks, those faces filled with smiles, there is no way to see the faces in front of them wishing Zongyi's failure to cross the robbery.
The situation is better than people.
It is an undisputed fact that Zongyi succeeded in crossing the robbery.
In this case, only to please the other party.
Otherwise.
Faced with a monk who was comparable to a holy monk, none of the monks present could contend, even if it was to draw on the forces behind it, it was just that a few more people died.
Hearing this, there is a smile on Zongyi's face.
"Jinzong Martial Arts Hall will hold a celebration, I hope you all will come!"
"Naturally there is no problem!"
"Don't worry, the lord, I will definitely go."
Those monks are busy answering.
Soon.
Zong Yi left Yukong.
He has already broken through the heavens and humans, so the expansion of the Martial Arts Hall can speed up the schedule.
As long as the Zhenzong martial arts hall expands, more geniuses can be collected.
At that time.
Looking for a child of luck is not as simple as eating and drinking.
Not to mention that after I break through the heavens and humans, the forthcoming competition in the Zhenzong Martial Arts Hall will be even more vigorous.
Zong Yi can predict it.
How much benefit will I get when I kill a large number of children of luck?
Foot on the void.
Zong Yi's speed is as fast as thunder, and he crosses the landscape with ease.
Om——
Void shaking.
An inexplicable force covered his body, causing the surging power of his body to condense in an instant.
"Who!"
Zong Yi's face changed drastically.
In front of that power, he felt that he was not a celestial being, but an ordinary man who had not crossed the threshold of cultivation.
That feeling.
It’s no different from ants.
He couldn't help wondering if there was an old antique from the ancient world who wanted to kill himself in advance.
For a while.
Zong Yi's mind turned madly.
Although Zhenzong's martial arts club has acted publicly during this period, there are no strong people who have offended them.
To say that among all the hostile forces, the strongest is the Hayate Sect.
With a dying rest, it is impossible to threaten myself too much.
"Who is it--"
Zong Yi couldn't figure it out, he tried to call the incarnation of the emperor in his mind, but at this time, the incarnation of the emperor seemed to disappear completely, and there was no response at all.
Such changes.
Zong Yi was even more frightened.
In his opinion, the incarnation of the emperor is powerful and terrifying.
But now even the opponent is missing, and he doesn't dare to appear easily. The unknown strong person who exists somewhere is too powerful.
When Zong Yi was thinking wildly, the void in front of him was slightly distorted, and a Taoist man with a white beard appeared in front of him.
"Where did your Purple Heaven God Thunder Scripture come from?"
The Taoist looked at Zong Yi~IndoMTL.com~ and spoke lightly.
Hear the words.
Zong Yi understands that the person in front of him is the strong man who imprisons him. He doesn't dare to neglect, he can only say one thing.
"The Purple Cloud Divine Thunder Scriptures that give back to seniors, elders, and juniors are obtained from the game."
"Game——"
The Taoist looks unchanged.
Suddenly, the expression he looked at Zong Yi changed slightly.
"Why do you want to hide, why don't you come out and meet the poor Dao?"
The words fall, there is no sound.
Only Zong Yi was frightened and sweated.
He knows exactly who the Taoist is talking to.
Since the incarnation of the emperor existed in his own mind, no one has ever been able to see through it, and according to the incarnation of the emperor, as long as he does not take action, no one in the wild ancient world can discover his clues.
But--
The words of the Taoist now undoubtedly break this point.
"Previously, senior--" Zong Yi's voice was trembling, and he didn't know what to answer.
Time slowly passed.
The incarnation of the emperor in the sea of knowledge did not respond, and the Taoist did not reply.
I don't know how long it has been.
The Taoist moved closer to Zong Yi.
"Since your Excellency won't come out, let's go in and meet the poor people!"
The figure turned into a streamer, already submerged in Zong Yi's sea of knowledge.
The whole process.
Zong Yi didn't have the slightest resistance, he could only watch the Taoist enter the sea of knowledge.
For every monk, it is a heavily guarded place. For Taoists, it seems to be completely undefended.
At this moment.
Although the Taoist entered the Sea of Consciousness, the imprisoning power still did not disappear.
Zong Yi had no choice but to stay still in the air.