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In the same way, he is also a little puzzled, that is why Wang Xuanzhi's strength still has such an appearance, but he is not on the list?

You must know that Tianji Pavilion covers the whole world and knows something about the younger generation, but there is no Wang Xuanzhi's name.

Immediately, he was relieved.

Think of something, look at Wang Xuanzhi.

There was some comfort in this strength, and he hypnotized himself that the list of emperors and gentlemen were all those who were under the ten-year-old. "

"And if Wang Xuanzhi is not on the list, it shows one thing, that is, Wang Xuanzhi is very old, so he is an old monster."

"An old monster, cultivated for so many years, has such strength."

And he only cultivated for 600 years, it is normal to be able to grab him, so he is not lost in this battle.

Unfortunately, if Shen Ziyun carefully watched Wang Xuanzhi's bone age, he would definitely be surprised.

That is Wang Xuanzhi's bone age just reached 20.

Compared with Shen Ziyun, he is small and has too much.

If Shen Ziyun was in the ordinary world, he could be the ancestor of Wang Xuanzhi's ancestors.

In Shen Ziyun's hands, quietly, I don't know when, the divine ring behind him moved more quickly.

A burst of divine light erupted, and at this moment, his face changed.

His face became kind, his hands popped forward, and he said, "God is angry, and God is also merciful."

"The divine light of this dynasty reflects Nine Heavens, and the world of Nine Heavens belongs to my god."

Endless divine light burst out, shining in place.

Wang Xuanzhi seems to have seen the endless Divine Armament, killing himself.

These Divine Armaments are all transformed by the Dao of the God Race, and each of them floats on the level of the Supreme First Stage.

This move is not without horror, these are endless Divine Armaments, too many to count.

Think about the endless Supreme First Stage days, if you kill one person, that person has absolutely no ability to fight against the majority.

Unless he is Supreme Ten Third Stage days.

Wang Xuanzhi's eyes were calm, looking at this, he spread his hands out, imitating the appearance of Shen Ziyun, inspiring the potential of the sea god's heart.

Behind him, a crystal blue ring quietly appeared, spinning constantly.

This crystal blue ring has ten circles, and behind Shen Ziyun, there are only nine circles.

Wang Xuanzhi's expression changed and he became more playful. He looked at Shen Ziyun and said, "Do you want to play Protoss?"

"I'm from your ancestors."

He possesses the heart of the sea god, and has the inheritance of the heart of the sea god.

As one of the Ten Great Creation Gods, he is indeed the generation of God Ziyun's ancestors.

While Wang Xuanzhi spread out his hands, Tianshui Avenue filled the air.

Endless Tianshui appeared, which was transformed from the avenue of God, united with Tianshui Avenue and Tianhong Avenue.

"You have countless Divine Armaments, and I have countless heavens. See if your Divine Armament is stronger or my flood is stronger."

"This time, I'll show you what it means to flood an army."

Shen Ziyun's face changed greatly, and he looked at Wang Xuanzhi in horror.

Losing his voice, he kept asking, "How could you be a member of the Protoss, why do you have the Dao of my God?"

"And why is the circle of God behind you ten rounds?"

A series of questions resounded in Shen Ziyun's mind, causing him to ask, but he couldn't understand why Wang Xuanzhi was also a member of the Protoss.

If there is no Divine Pavilion and no Divine Ring, it will not be recognized as a Protoss.

But now Wang Xuanzhi really has it.

His godhead is in the heart, exuding blue light, and he can see it clearly.

Wang Xuanzhi did not respond to him, but calmly watched the battle between the divine light and the divine light in front of him.

The endless Divine Armament collided with the endless flood, and the violent Tianhong was like an indomitable warrior.

And those Divine Armaments don't have any consciousness, they only know the mindless rush.

But how could these soldiers be worth the Tianhong Avenue of Wang Xuanzhi?

This is from the Gong Gong of one of the twelve ancestor witches, and it can be said to be extremely powerful in the integration of the Tianshui Avenue and the Wanshui Avenue of the God of Creation.

On the day that the naked eye could see, Hong was indestructible, and with the stance of ten thousand horses rushing in unison, he swept all the endless celestial soldiers down in one breath.

Those divine lights that met this day's flood were like ice and snow meeting the blazing warm sun, melted one by one, and melted into this day's flood.

Tianhong did not stop, and was still pouring out forward, killing Shen Ziyun in front of him.

For Shen Ziyun, Wang Xuanzhi didn't have any good looks, and he didn't have any intention to release water.

For Chong Lanpa and Lan Xingyi, after all, he did not reveal any killing intent to himself, nor did he provoke him, at most he pretended to slap them in the face.

But Shen Ziyun is different, he speaks madly, and even removes his own keel.

Saying this word, he will surely die.

No one can come to save him, even if the old immortal in the Palace of Gods comes, he must die.

"boom!"

The sky flooded, Shen Ziyun's face became more and more ugly, and the divine ring behind him slowly moved.

In his heart, the godhead burst into dazzling brilliance, and he hurriedly shouted, "Supreme law, idols tread the sky, gods destroy enemies!"

A huge idol appeared from behind him.

The terrifying elephant feet stepped out from the sky.

This idol, with a size of one million zhang, occupies the entire space.

Standing above the idol is a warrior in golden armor, holding a long knife and waving it upwards to boost morale.

Wang Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly and whispered, "It's kind of interesting, similar to the law of the human race."

"But you are still too tender compared to these. You have Protoss warriors, don't I have my Demon Clan Erlang?"

Wang Xuanzhi's voice was like a boundless abyss, cold and cold.

Gently snapped his fingers, the Devil Emperor avenue emanated from his body.

The eyes were deep and flickering with a world-devouring light, Yao Ning'er and the snow-haired woman glanced at Wang Xuanzhi curiously, and it was the first time they saw Wang Xuanzhi like this.

He used to be very decent, but now he looks a little scary.

Wang Xuanzhi's voice was long, and he said slowly, "The demons have an abyss, and in the abyss, there are nine-headed demon dragons."

"Come out."

As Wang Xuanzhi's words fell, the Devil Emperor Avenue evoked the nine-headed devil dragon that existed in the heavens.

Behind him, the imprint of a dark abyss appeared.

From it, nine dragon roars can be heard.

This dragon's roar is majestic, rough, and the most terrifying thing is the boundless Devilish Qi, which burst out directly.

The jet-black light illuminates the entire Demon Race Abyss.

As soon as the imprint of the Demon Race Abyss came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Especially Yao Ning'er and the snow-haired woman, they know best where the Demon Race Abyss is.

At this time, the Demon Abyss can be ranked second, second only to the Palace of Gods.

But Wang Xuanzhi was able to summon it, which means that he has a certain connection with the demons.