The True Saint was beheaded, accompanied by a blinding light and holy blood filling the sky. The head was then pierced directly in mid-air by the halberd in Wang Yusheng's hand.
This scene shocked Wang Dao deeply. His father killed the saint here!
Back then, some of the higher-ups in this temple had made it impossible for him to escape from the heavens or the earth with just one order. In comparison, the contrast now is too great.
The founder of the Tattoo Palace had his head chopped off and nailed on the sharp blade of a halberd. His holy blood was shining brightly, and the terrifying rhyme of Taoism was boiling, directly tearing apart this cosmic Taoist temple.
In the world of extraordinary people, in the cognition of extraordinary people, this is an unimaginable scene. A true saint would end up in such a tragic way.
Needless to say, once this kind of scene is sent to the outside world, it will definitely detonate the entire starry sky and become the biggest storm in this era of the supernatural world.
"In the past, you came out of seclusion in person and wanted to kill me, which would have been fine. But you, such an old True Saint, actually dealt with my son, deduced his whereabouts, and forced him to extract his own True Bone of the Imperial Dao. Today I am here, and my offspring is here too, what other means do you have?" The king spoke, expressing his dissatisfaction.
The light of Wang Dao's soul fluctuated violently. His biological father...if he had a father, he should be as holy as Wang Yu.
He felt that he also had to become strong so that he could provide protection for future generations.
"Wang Yusheng, I lost today, but I see the future, you will be more miserable than me."
The true saint of learning is to lead the way to immortality. Not only is his form immortal, but his spirit is also difficult to bury. He is simply immortal.
Even if the Dao rhyme on the halberd was wearing him down and disintegrating him, he would not die in a short period of time.
The king was unimpressed and said, "The broken truth of the future is all a mist deliberately created by the strongest. It is all false. Do you think you have seen it? It is just the product of my chaotic cause and effect time and space. You are defeated, how dare you talk to me about the future? What qualifications do you have to see the road ahead of me?"
As he spoke, his halberd glowed and the aura of Tao flashed, continuously attacking the soul in the head.
It can be seen that in the most powerful rhyme of Tao, there are all scenes of the birth and death of the universe. The shattering of galaxies and the extinction of stars are just a dim part of it.
It was a re-enactment of a real scene, representing the boundless power of Taoism at this moment. Everything was done to completely kill a true saint.
"My main body is still here!" The Saint of Tattoo Palace was really hard to fight - the younger generation who he once looked down upon came to his house and killed him two epochs later.
"So what? You're still going to be killed." Wang Yusheng didn't care. He looked down at his opponent on the halberd blade and said, "If I can kill your incarnation today, I can kill your main body someday."
The headless body not far away was pierced by the Wanfa Sword that the king took with his other hand. It was stuck in mid-air and was also being refined.
The Wanfa Sword is a forbidden item made of an extremely intimidating material. It has its own true spirit and wants to resist, but is directly suppressed by the king.
Moreover, Dao Bo's will appeared and shocked Wanfa Dao. It had to either surrender or the sword would no longer exist in the world.
The Wanfa Sword is a prohibited item. It has a strong divinity and a strong will. It tried to resist at first, but was cut by two dazzling rays of light.
Wang Yusheng and Dao Bo were both extremely decisive. Without any hesitation, they each gave it a slash.
This kind of powerful weapon, which is used as a guardian of the religion and refined by the founder himself, is generally difficult to tame and is either destroyed or scrapped.
As the blade light surged, the true spirit of the Wanfa Knife was split apart. Although it was a pity, it was a good choice to let it become Dao Bo's clone, or to move other weapon spirits to take over.
“Then…” The True Saint of Tattoo Palace screamed. The head was striking back, trying to get rid of the halberd, but he could only hurt himself into pieces.
The headless body is also colliding. If released into the outside world, the headless body can also destroy large areas of galaxies and cause a horrific scene of world destruction.
Bang!
The head of the True Saint of the Tattoo Palace was shattered, his soul was burning, and was covered by the rhyme of Tao, which was getting dimmer and dimmer. The originally vigorous spiritual flame was about to go out.
"He's going to die." Wang Dao looked a little dazed. He had never thought that he would be able to witness the death of a true saint.
This scene will be indelible for him throughout his life.
Wang Yusheng was performing the supreme secret method at this time. He brought the Sea of Time with him and used it on the halberd to speed up the refining. He didn't want to delay here any longer.
At the same time, the huge Taoist temple, the silent Tattoo Palace, and various buildings rose from the ground from time to time. Those fortunes, those opportunities, etc. all flew over and sank into the holy space he opened up.
Wang Yusheng said, "After all, it is not his true body. Otherwise, defeating him would be easy, but killing him completely would take a lot of time."
The entire dojo is crumbling.
Whether it was the king's own battle flags or the battle platforms of the Tattoo Palace, they were all flying over and were quickly taken away by him.
Of course, he also left behind some broken altars to cover up the aura of this place, as he did not want the current situation of this dojo to be exposed immediately.
During this process, the physical body of the True Saint of the Tattoo Palace was shattered, and rich vitality and a vast amount of Tao rhyme were tempered out.
Especially the head, which was entangled with the supreme principles of Tao. As the soul dimmed and extinguished, infinite Tao rhyme was extracted, and the most important incarnation of the True Saint of the Tattoo Palace went into eternal silence.
“A fight between the Dao and the True Saints? The bloody hunt for the True Saints is indeed faster than practicing hard to improve one’s Dao.” Wang Yusheng muttered to himself, looking at the shattered soul on the halberd.
He shook violently, and the last ray of spiritual light exploded.
Correspondingly, some areas of the starry sky in the universe are collapsing.
Even if the remaining spirit of the True Saint of the Tattoo Palace rebelled, it could cause the terrible scene of the galaxy being torn apart, which shows how terrifying creatures of this level are.
Wang Yusheng shook his halberd, and a cloud of ash fell off, but it was wiped out in an instant. The True Saint of the Tattoo Palace was completely annihilated from body to spirit.
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