Wang Xuan enjoyed the fight very much in this battle. It had been a long time since he had let his hands and feet go like this. His inner fist was so powerful that he could crush opponents of the same level with ease.
Even if he met a transcendent who was at a higher level than him, in most cases he could just chopped him to pieces with a slash of his palm knife.
Now, the light of his fist was surging, reflecting the sea of stars and showing the scene of the revival of all things. The Heaven-Splitting Fist he obtained from the dusk wonder was performed to the extreme by him.
He threw a punch, and a new universe appeared dimly, as if it was opening up and giving birth to all things in the world.
winter!
He and the clay man fought each other in an extremely intense manner.
However, he only fought back slightly, not wanting to stand out too much. Besides, he enjoyed this level of fighting, as if he had unlocked the shackles on his body and found a suitable opponent. This kind of confrontation made his pores open and his whole body feel relaxed.
Finally, the clay man went berserk, becoming more and more frantic and violent as the fight went on. Its entire body glowed, and its internal structure became more and more controlled. Patterns spread and formed a vast sea of stars. It stood in the middle of it, and every move it made was destroying time and space, as if it could suppress an entire world with just one hand!
All the geniuses around were almost suffocating, looking at the clay figures with endless fear in their eyes. They were no match for them. If they were to go up, they would probably be blown up directly.
“Wang Xuan, if we fight with someone at the same level, you’re so much stronger than me!” The disciples of the supreme master were whispering.
When the battle reached the most critical moment, the clay figures began to evolve into extraordinary wonders. Mud splashed down from their bodies and turned into pieces of universes that were spinning.
The saints frowned, their hearts heavy, the fisherman behind the clay figure must be extremely terrifying. It is only for internal personnel to communicate, and the probability can make the real universe revolve around it.
The clay man started to make trouble, and the mud turned into pieces of cosmic wonders that were only used for internal communication, and they rolled towards Wang Xuan.
At the same time, the Dao rhythm was flowing throughout Wang Xuan's body, evolving part of his future path. Suddenly, a tsunami erupted, deafening, and the huge waves hit one universe after another.
He materialized a sea of extraordinary light, which submerged the mud universe of the clay figures one by one. The two strong men fought fiercely.
Wang Xuan submerged the clay figure in the sea of extraordinary light, causing most of its body to dissolve and turn into turbid muddy water.
Then, Wang Xuan punched again, blowing up the half-clay figure, and mud and water splashed everywhere!
The True Saint quickly took over and gathered the mud together, rather than watching it being wiped out.
For a long time, there was silence in the vicinity. Many extraordinary people felt very shocked. The forbidden holy object that they thought was invincible was only used to kill four of them by Wang Xuan!
"As expected of my sixth uncle, he is so brave!" Wang Dao secretly sighed, then looked at Leng Mei who was standing beside the servant and said, "Aunt, what do you think?"
Then, he was "spoiled" by Yao Ting Zhen Sheng. As a grandfather, he touched his head affectionately. However, Wang Dao could not bear it. He felt like his top bone was about to crack and his head was about to explode. He dared not speak nonsense again.
Wang Xuan killed four forbidden sacred objects in succession, which boosted the morale of the people here. Many people re-entered the venue to weigh other sacred objects of the Yuan God.
For example, Fu Dao Niu defeated his third opponent.
When he turned sideways, he saw Cheng Dao in the distance. He was the strongest disciple of the former Tattoo Palace. He was covered in blood and was seriously injured by a holy object.
Niu Bu sighed, rushed forward, and helped Cheng Dao to shake open the sacred object of the Yuanshen God.
"Get lost!" Cheng Dao, who is now a casual cultivator, did not appreciate it and his eyes were fierce.
"Damn it." Niu Bu cursed secretly, took a deep breath, and regained his composure. "We've known each other for a while, if it really doesn't work out, you can come to me and work by my side."
"Puff!" Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood and turned away.
At this moment, Wang Xuan set his sights on the fifth forbidden holy object - the Holy Seal of Dreams.
This holy object has existed for an extremely long time and there are many legends about it. It was once a great artifact in the ancient saint era. It is an ancient object from 20 or 30 centuries ago and has now been resurrected.
It once belonged to a peerless true saint whose deeds were unfathomable, but later caused an incident that resulted in the bloodshed and tragic deaths of many old saints.
At this moment, even some True Saints were very serious, watching Wang Xuan fight against this thing.
The other extraordinary people held their breath, waiting for the war to begin.
Many people believe that this will be an extremely terrible and bloody battle, which will most likely be very tragic, and Wang Xuan will pay a heavy price for it.
Because, the Dream Seal is one of the best among the six forbidden holy offerings!
However, when Wang Xuan approached and faced this holy object, he felt unprecedented tranquility and peace of mind, while the mist rising from the Holy Seal of the Dream was trembling slightly.
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