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"Okay!" Wang Xuan responded with two simple words, shaking the entire Yinliu territory. He stepped through the sky and left.
The super mythical source that is merging is magnificent, majestic, and boundless, but no matter how far away it is, all extraordinary people can hear his voice.
The new king will fight! He will fight against the true king of the "Holy Mountain Realm", one of the three great fragments of the Return to the True Realm.
Attracting worldwide attention!
This time it was very different. Everyone felt the atmosphere was particularly solemn. It was not just a simple exchange of ideas. There seemed to be a faint smell of blood. Was the True King going to fight to the death? ?
The three large fragments of the Land of Return to Truth and the four piles of ashes of the Yang Nine Land are suspended near the Yin Six Land, and the whole looks vast and boundless.
Wang Xuan was now outside the Yinliu Realm. He then took a step forward and passed through many large universes and came to deep space. This place was wide enough to be a battlefield.
He glanced at the end of the dark void, and saw two newly arrived large fragments of the Land of Return and six untraceable shadow realms, all of which were silent.
Some True Kings may not be able to find them even after careful investigation, and there are 8 more source places lurking in the distance, making the situation more complicated.
Wang Xuan didn't care whether they had colluded or joined forces with some of the True Kings from the 13 source areas who had arrived earlier, and he faced it calmly.
His deliberate glance was also a greeting, hoping that they would be well. If anyone really wanted to block his path and cut off his future, then it was bound to be that the blood of the True King would spill in the deep space and some immortal legends would be broken.
"Who are you and what should I call you? The new king or a resurrected disaster lord?" A tall figure spoke from the main peak of the majestic holy mountain in the distance.
At the foot of the mountain, there are numerous brilliant civilizations and temples, and the territory is vast and boundless.
The sun, moon and stars are densely packed, lingering around the holy mountain, slowly flowing and undulating, like endless dancing fireflies.
"Wang, the Lord of Source No. 6, the New Local King No. 1, you can call him whatever you want. But it has nothing to do with the Lord of Disasters." Wang Xuan said calmly.
Near the shadow under Source No. 6, the Mechanical True King stood at the junction of light and darkness, appearing half dark and half bright, his metal face was a little stretched and his expression was not very good-looking.
On the towering holy mountain, as the tall figure cast his eyes over, the dust-like stars along the way fell and dissipated. He was indeed very strong. He introduced his name, a single word: Ye.
He pulled it up slowly, and the spear that was inserted into the main peak emitted infinite light amidst the rust. A layer of dazzling ripples swept across the deep space from the spear shaft that broke through the ground.
Suddenly, a sharp force, accompanied by a burst of cosmic light, hit Wang Xuan. Originally, there were still countless huge universes between them.
Wild King, the mere action of pulling out the spear has such terrifying power.
Even the 6th-level powerful being was shocked and felt like a hurricane was blowing in his heart. The strength of this wild king was too terrifying. A slight movement could destroy countless cosmic civilizations.
Wang Xuan stood quietly in the deep sky, and with one kick, the overwhelming light that drowned the world exploded directly.
Moreover, there were terrifying rune waves, which were rapidly expanding towards the holy mountain of the three great return fragments, with his left foot as the center.
If it were covered by this kind of brilliant texture, the place where it originated would probably be blown up.
The Wild King leaped out clutching a rusty spear, rushing toward the ripples and breaking the terrifying rune waves, extinguishing the terrifying sea of light brought by that foot.
He took the initiative to charge into the deep space. No matter how cold and hard the True King's heart was, the land behind him and the Holy Mountain were his territories and he would never let anything happen to his lair.
The True King War! Breakout!
All the saints and the six great masters lowered their heads, not daring to watch directly. They could only watch the battle indirectly through the delayed residual rhyme and hazy virtual scene to avoid the sharp edge.
Otherwise their minds might be torn apart, not to mention that ordinary cultivators would turn around and listen to the instructions from the supreme beings.
Empty your mind, don't think, listen or watch, and this will help you avoid disaster.
Even if the True King is fighting a decisive battle at the end of deep space, a transcendental being might get burned if he looks at it. Even an extremely extraordinary person might be corroded and die suddenly when seeing that kind of rune.
The wild king's hair was disheveled, and the interwoven textures on his wheat-colored body shattered time and space. The so-called river of time was suddenly broken wherever his body was heading, and the vast ocean of time evaporated in an instant.
This powerful True King fully demonstrates what it means to be a living being that transcends cause and effect and fate and is not bound by time and space.
His eyes were cold, his black hair was fluttering in disorder, the rusty spear in his hand was vibrated so that a large area of rust fell off, and the light illuminated the world.
There were overlapping and grand scenes lingering at the tip of the spear. Looking closely, it seemed as if the Wild King was holding up countless huge universes with his spear, and shadows were hanging on the tip of the spear as he stabbed towards Wang Xuan.
This momentum was really shocking and terrifying. Not to mention the saints, even the true kings were moved. The strength of the wild king's body was so shocking that no one in the world could compete with him! ?
Wang Xuan stood silently in the field, his feet did not move at all, only his right hand stretched out, as if he was creating the world and nothing could stop him.
He grasped the tip of the spear with his bare hands and completely suppressed the heavy universes that seemed to be lifted up. All kinds of secret powers could not shake him at all.
Boom!!!
He waved his left sleeve, and the countless overlapping universes hanging on the spear tip exploded and turned into powder.
When everyone saw this scene, their scalps went numb. How powerful was this!? The big sleeves swayed and shattered everything. All the worlds were unstoppable.
There was also an unpredictable piercing metallic sound. After Wang Xuan's right hand grabbed the spear tip, his flesh and blood fingers were not injured at all. Instead, the rust was broken apart and deep finger marks were left on the bright and terrifying spear tip. The deep groove almost broke the spear tip.
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