Dao Bo appears, and divine light shines everywhere.
Wang Yusheng himself was also tracing back, and then, the long spear swept across, covering the entire dojo. Everything here was wiped out, leaving no clues or traces.
It is true that a true saint is hard to die and is immortal, but this is not the true body of the supreme being of the Tattoo Palace. It is like a rootless duckweed and will eventually be refined and consumed.
"It seems that some famous weapons such as the map of the old saint's study have been taken away by his real body." Wang Yusheng discovered that the collections in the secret library were not as many as he had imagined.
“Hunting true saints and absorbing the opponent’s rhyme of Tao is effective and can increase speed and help break through the barriers, but there are some hidden dangers if you do this for a long time.” Wang Yusheng opened his mouth, and with a whoosh, he disappeared from here.
Only some broken altars were left here. They were not made by him, but were dug out from the Jedi area attached to the Extraordinary Center. He isolated his own breath so that his cause and effect would not be contaminated by the traces of the old saints.
These broken altars temporarily conceal the secret of this place.
"Sister, I destroyed the Tattoo Palace and avenged you." Wang Yusheng whispered in the endless deep sky.
Although he was far away, he was still staring at the ruins of the Tattoo Palace with a special sense.
No one appeared in that ruin for a long time.
At this moment, he was guarding an area not far from the Paper Temple. He did not move rashly, but used his strongest divine sense to capture a certain trajectory in the dark.
"The Paper Temple and the Tattoo Palace are indeed closely related. The Tattoo Palace was destroyed not long ago, and the secrets have been concealed. Do the masters here have any sense of it?"
Because he discovered that there were ripples of supreme Tao rhyme appearing in the Paper Temple, and the true saint incarnation of the religion had come out of seclusion.
He has not yet analyzed the protective formation here, so he has no plans to break in. He stays outside and waits for the opportunity.
With a swish, the True Saint of the Paper Temple, a woman, stepped out in one step, wearing armor and holding a holy sword, and rushed towards the Tattoo Palace.
In the deep sky, the king himself did not move. He sacrificed the Wanfa Sword, and Dao Bo's true spiritual will had already taken control. As the king sacrificed and urged it, a dazzling sword light cut through the space and time of the otherworldly land and shot out.
On the way, the Jurchen Saint of the Paper Temple suddenly turned around. She felt extremely uneasy, as if she was naturally restrained. Could it be that the knife appeared again?
However, when she saw that it was only the Wanfa Knife, she was startled. She knew
, The Tattoo Palace Dojo is probably finished, something big has happened.
Amid the flash of swords and sabers, the woman from the Paper Temple left a trail of blood, disappeared out of thin air, and instantly escaped back into the Paper Temple.
During the fierce battle, she was hit by a knife and was greatly shocked. Although it was a Wanfa Knife, the knife intent was very similar to the paper cutter she used to use.
She was originally a paper doll, cut with a paper cutter, and then someone refined her into a real body.
However, the paper cutter disappeared for a long time and no one knows where it is now.
The main thing is that the king took very good confidentiality measures to keep the paper cutter secret. He would only use it in desperate situations, and everyone who saw it died.
"Father, why did you let her go like this? Why didn't you go with Dao Bo's real body to stop her personally?" Wang Dao asked puzzledly in the deep sky.
He thought that there might be a chance to leave behind the incarnation of the Paper Temple Saint.
“Once a fierce fight breaks out and there is no large formation to cover up the fluctuations of the battle, all the true saints in this otherworldly land will find out.” Wang Yusheng didn’t want to be stared at and didn’t want to be paid attention to by other supreme beings.
Moreover, he did not study the formation of the Paper Temple. Even if he killed its incarnation, he would not be able to obtain the fortune there. There would be various variables along the way, and the loss would outweigh the gain.
"Didn't appear?" Wang Yusheng couldn't help but frown as he waited in deep space.
"Father, are you trying to hook up with the people behind the Tattoo Palace and Paper Temple?" Wang Dao asked in surprise.
Wang Yusheng said seriously, "We can't talk about fishing with this man. We have to admit that he is indeed the strongest.
Wumei, I am not his opponent yet. He is the supreme being on the must-kill list in the first half, so don’t even think about confronting him head-on in this era.”
Wang Dao was awe-inspiring. His father was so brave and had just killed the Saint, but now he was so cautious and careful. This was enough to explain everything. The opponent was too strong and terrifying!
Even his father admitted that he couldn't beat him.
"It's been so long, and he hasn't come? He has a special and close relationship with the Tattoo Palace and the Paper Temple. I blew up the Tattoo Palace and injured the incarnation of that woman in the Paper Temple, but he didn't show up?" The king looked surprised.
In any case, it’s time for the woman from the Paper Temple to contact that person.
Wang Dao realized that what his father really feared and cared about was the supreme being behind the two religions. Although it was not fishing, he was also testing and verifying something.
"Father, who do you suspect he is?"
"Inside the dilapidated palace, amidst the ashes, the resurrected old saint 'Yu Jin'!" said Wang Yusheng.
"Hiss!" Wang Dao swallowed the super matter violently. He might actually be an old saint, an ancient creature from 17 centuries ago. His Taoism was bound to be unimaginable.
“The True Saints of the Tattoo Palace and the Paper Temple could both be considered his disciples from different generations.” Wang Yusheng said, so after he destroyed the Tattoo Palace, he was destined to confront this person.
The other party didn't show up, which made him suspicious.
"Next, let's not take any action for now, keep a low profile, and see the situation first." He said.
Wang Yusheng suspected that "Yu Jin" had either temporarily moved away from the Extraordinary Center or was in a tense confrontation with the camp of the deceased.
He thought it was probably the latter, which might involve the secret of the thousand-year-old primitive blood battle, which might involve some big problems.
If that was the case, there was no need for him to follow Ch'eng Hunshui and join the confrontation between the two major camps. It was not a good choice. It would be better for him to sit down and enjoy the scenery first.
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On the Supernatural Network, Wolverine, with the purpose of scolding whoever targets them, has a verbal battle with the four religions. As for fighting and killing? That is the business of the second great king Kong Xuan. Everyone has his own specialty, and each is responsible for a certain area.
"What's going on? One of the four religions has fallen silent. Are all of you in the Tattoo Palace dead?" Wolverine challenged. He roamed the supernatural network. It had been 53 years since the original blood war broke out. He had never met an opponent.
In fact, Niu Bu was also speaking out, and from time to time he would go to war with the Four Religions on social platforms, especially the Tattoo Palace. People often dug up his past and called him a traitor.
It naturally wanted to fight back: "You bunch of black thieves in the Tattoo Palace, have you all become mute? A bunch of little black guys, why don't you speak? Are you all going to explode on the spot?"
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