He was whispering, but to Renran and some others, it sounded like the explosion of chaotic thunder, which made her blood boil. The Great Law of Time was dimming and roaring, and it was about to... disappear.
What Wang Xuan whispered was not what he imagined, but he was truly using some terrifying power that he had comprehended to practice the great method of mental illness - Zhenyi Sutra.
The effect was very significant. He directly tore open the time loop and turned the place into nothingness.
Even Ren Randu let out a scream, his soul dimmed and he suffered a severe blow.
At the same time, Mu Wuya, who was from the Kujiling lineage and was on the path of body refining, took action. His body was intertwined with the light of the Dao of Control and his blood was boiling. He was like a prehistoric monster, and he rushed towards Wang Xuan to kill him.
Wang Xuan was not afraid, and he practiced the Galaxy Cleansing Sutra, which was once the most difficult sutra to practice on the path of body refining. At this moment, billions of galaxies were descending, and he seemed to be standing in the sea of stars.
"He really dared to practice the Xinghe Body Cleansing Sutra, and he became famous for it."
“It should be mainly based on the Milky Way exterior view. It is difficult to complete the pure Milky Way Cleansing Sutra in the True Immortal Realm.” Someone else commented.
In the field, with a loud bang, Wang Xuan's punch caused the core disciples of Kujiling to spit out blood. During the hard fight, he suppressed them forcefully.
Mu Wuya staggered backwards, leaving bloody footprints with every step under the white starlight.
On the other side, the same thing happened at the same time. Jing Zhongyue, a four-time limit breaker of the Paper Temple, waved his hands and created a group of extraordinary flames. It seemed like the source of all mythological civilizations, brilliant and awe-inspiring, and it suppressed Wang Xuan.
At this moment, various scriptures emerged in Wang Xuan's mind, as if they were turning pages automatically. While he could recite various scriptures at will, he had an urge to vent, to interpret them all and unify them.
With a loud bang, his soul and spirit resonated, and his hands drew a trajectory with Taoist rhythm, as if he was splashing ink on a stunning painting.
At this moment, he could be said to be in perfect form and spirit. In the void, outlined by his hands and interpreted by his spirit, a vast and boundless sea of extraordinary light appeared. The mythical waves swept across, hitting one piece of old universe after another, and then surging towards the central universe. The extraordinary meteorites flew away into the air...
In the rumbling sound, the rhythm of Tao is vast!
As soon as this grand painting came out, everyone's expressions changed. He was interpreting his own Tao and Dharma, and was beginning to walk his own path. It happened under such circumstances.
In an instant, Jing Zhongyue of the Paper Temple began to bleed from all seven orifices and was blown away.
In an instant, the three masters in front were all severely injured, and they felt unable to resist. They tried their best to attack forward, but were suppressed by a terrifying Taoist rhyme. They trembled all over, their bodies shook, and they were about to fall to the ground!
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