Up to now, the Four Saints had no choice but to fight desperately, using their strongest trump cards, and all of them were doing their best to fight back.
Wang Zesheng kept moving forward towards them, never stopping. During this process, the scriptures floated in the air, and countless words emerged, illuminating the place.
The scriptures flowed like an undulating sea of extraordinary light, and with a bang, they slammed towards the Four Saints.
The world is one with every grain of sand in the True Saint Guixu’s universe, and the shadow of the endless decaying universe is directly submerged by the sea of scripture light, while the grand sound of scripture chanting rises and falls one after another.
Suddenly, a huge Wang Zesheng stood, with endless scriptures revolving around him. He released the immortal light, chipping away the rich Taoist rhyme of the Four Saints layer by layer and destroying their laws.
"The world is returning to ruins!" Zi Mudao shouted, his hair disheveled and his face covered in blood. He urged countless grains of sand and countless shadows of the decaying universe to form a scene of returning to ruins. All the worlds and all things are sinking there and falling into it.
During this process, he was naturally also pulling Wang Zesheng, wanting him to "return to the abyss", be swallowed up in it, and fall into eternal silence.
It was a vortex composed of layers of decaying cosmic shadows, burning Zi Mudao's blood and the light of his soul, but also killing his opponent.
This forbidden method consumes huge amounts of energy!
Unfortunately, this supreme method failed.
There were countless scriptures surrounding Wang Zesheng, floating page after page, all emitting dazzling light, illuminating the texts like stars in the sky, and piercing through the Guixu world.
Those words are like forbidden iron spears, holy arrows, and divine axes. The flashes of swords and the shadows of iron and silver hooks here destroy the sands of the endless world of Guixu Zhensheng.
Then, the long sword on Wang Zesheng's head turned the prayer wheel seven or eight times in a row. In an instant, he seemed to have experienced seven or eight births and deaths, nirvana, and slashed out many layers of holy light.
With a loud bang, Guixu Zhensheng was chopped to pieces by the multiple sacred lights, and a ball of soul fire wrapped around his broken body and flew away at a high speed.
Wang Zesheng’s figure can be seen in the multiple holy lights, blending with each other and merging into one, which also means that all the worlds are returning to one, and the nine extinctions are reborn into their original body.
He took a step forward, and with every move he made, the blood and energy of the True Saint overwhelmed the Four Saints, and his spirit illuminated the highest spiritual world. He swung his fist, slapped out a palm print, and blasted forward.
At the same time, the long sword on his head also shot out, and as the prayer wheel turned, endless wonders of the mortal world surged out, tearing apart the territory of the Four Saints.
clang!
The black long sword pierced through Shichuan's big bell, and the holy bell of the time domain passed through various innates on the bell wall. The phantoms of the saints roared together.
However, the bell body still had an unstoppable trend, with cracks and waves interweaving and spreading at a rapid speed, and then it shattered with a bang.
A prohibited item was destroyed.
The body of the Innocent Saint of Time was also scarred by the shattered fragments of the bell. Many parts of his body were covered in blood and flesh, and even the front and back were transparent.
The black long sword flew over, cutting through the time field, slicing open the solidified and blocked time and space, and hit the True Saint Shi Chuan who was flying and dodging in the vortex of time and space, and beheaded him with a puff.
"roar!"
The four saints roared at the same time and fought each other. If anyone among them died or was killed here, the rest would not be better off either, so they were all actively trying to rescue.
With a "swish" sound, the sutra wheel turned, interpreting all kinds of worldly things. That was the past when Wang Zesheng practiced the Nine Destruction Rebirth Sutra, forming a wonder of the supreme Tao, which dispersed the broken fire that the Paper Saint had tried his best to sacrifice.
With a loud bang, at this moment the supreme holy object of the Paper Temple was destroyed by 90%, and ashes fell all over the sky, leaving only a small ball of flickering fire.
At this time, a child looked back in the depths of the void of Mo Lake, as if begging for mercy, and a faint sound of Taoism came from him.
Wang Zesheng remained unmoved. He turned the sutra wheel, pouring out his supreme power. The light of the Imperial Dao surged, knocking the Paper Saint flying and exploding eighty parts of his body.
In the violent turbulence of the Dao rhyme, the four saints fought hard, their souls resonated and resonated with each other, their blood and qi became one, and their souls' light blended. The four saints seemed to have returned to one, this was a helpless act, passively connected as one.
For a moment, even their supreme laws, spirit, energy, etc. continued to overlap and became extremely terrifying.
Wang Zesheng's expression remained unchanged. The long sword on his head clanged like a dragon bone, supporting it towards the sky. Then the prayer wheel opened like flower buds on the road, blooming one after another, like an umbrella, covering the sword's keel.
Then, those chapters of scriptures were transformed into textures and patterns, and engraved on the keel and the sutra tube umbrella surface.
In an instant, a large black umbrella appeared in his hand and slowly turned. He walked forward with such overwhelming pressure that even the True Saints trembled with fear.
The blood and energy of the four saints that had just merged into one were dispersed by the impact with a bang.
Wang Zesheng turned the umbrella, scattering black ripples that spread out on the people with rashes. This dimmed the light of the four saints' souls and caused their reconstructed bodies to shatter once again.
clang!
Someone took out a prohibited item and shot it forward.
Go and chop off Lao Wang’s head.
With a click, the big umbrella turned, and the prohibited item was cut open by the umbrella, and then the clothes and the team fell to the ground.
Then, the huge black umbrella slowly rotated again, swaying out a terrifying beam of light, completely ending the trend of the four people merging into one.
The spiritual lights of the Four Saints were all shattered and could not connect with each other. The bodies of the Four Saints were broken and covered in blood. They all staggered back, and then some of them exploded.
Wang Zesheng stretched out his big hand and grabbed the Tattooed Saint.
At this moment, the Patriarch of the Tattoo Palace was terrified. What he saw in the other party's eyes was the flow of the Supreme Imperial Runes, the birth and death of the endless starry sky, and the cold and ruthless murderous intent.
He tried his best and used the most powerful escape technique to get rid of it, but no matter how he changed his mind and tried to escape in the vortex of time and space, he could not get rid of that big hand.
In particular, when the big umbrella turned, he screamed, his brain opened up, and the top of his head was blown away by the black light that swept over.
With a bang, he was grabbed by Wang Zesheng's big hand and held in the palm of his hand.
“Senior Yu Jin, the supreme source of transcendence, why haven’t you appeared yet?!” Tattooed Saint shouted in his heart.
“No one can save you!” Wang Zesheng grabbed him until his flesh and blood was blurred. The sacred bones of Yudao made a crackling sound and broke one by one.
“Wang Yusheng, your father is here, don’t you want to see him?” In the mysterious sea of stars, the shadow of Demon Court True Saint appeared in front of Wang Yusheng who was lurking here.
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