"The golden scales are not something in the pond. They turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds... Clay Bodhisattva, this sentence was your order that I had been sanctioned ten years ago."

The speaker carries his hands on his back, his face is majestic, his long eyebrows are like swords, flying into the clouds. When he stands there, he looks like a giant mountain that penetrates straight into the sky, making people feel insignificant.

This is a natural overlord.

He was born as if he was to dominate all living beings and dominate the world.

In terms of martial arts power, he has reached the peak of his life, but there is not anyone in this world that is stronger than him, but no one can have his unparalleled domineering posture.

"Yes, it's been ten years in a blink of an eye."

A hoarse and old voice sounded, extremely harsh and unpleasant, like rusty iron sheets rubbing against each other.

The mud Buddha was covered with white hair like weeds, wearing a torn coat, and drooped his head very low, but only some of the exposed skin was covered with evil sores and smelly pus.

"You once said that this is the fate of my first half of my life. Now I am really in a turmoil and dominate the world. What about the comments for the rest of my life?"

"The words cannot be told, and blessings cannot be enjoyed. The theory of numerology is illusory. The more you believe in numerology, the more you will fall into the net of fate and be unable to extricate yourself. The world will be led by the overlord, and half of the country has been conquered. Why should you pursue that illusory life again?"

"What if I must tell you?" Xiongba said aggressively.

The clay Buddha lowered his head and said nothing, and his broken body shook, not because he was afraid of the overlord in front of him, but because he was afraid of the invisible but ubiquitous fate.

Just then, a sound suddenly sounded outside: "The roar of the nine heavens shocked the sky, and the wind and clouds swim in shallow water! Success is like wind and clouds, failure is like wind and clouds. Master Xiong Gang, this is your fate!"

"who?"

Xiongba changed his color. He is the most timid master today. He is confident that even if the old sword saint who has been famous in the martial arts world for decades can fight, who can get close to him and still not notice him?

Bang!

The palace gate suddenly opened. Xiongba looked at him and immediately saw a tall figure. Xiongba himself was already very tall and burly, but this figure was one head taller than him.

The other party stood in the courtyard, his muscles were like undulating mountains, full of strong oppression, and even made the airflow and light around him seem to be swallowed up when they came to him, giving people a sense of being different from mortals, like an ancient god troll walking out of the wilderness.

If Xiongba is the overlord of the human world, then this person is the god and demon standing tall in the sky.

...

Main world.

"I've arrived at the world meeting!"

This time, the bronze door opened the world of "Fengyun". After sending Panwu incarnation into it, the pictures that Wang Dong could receive were intermittent due to the separation of the two realms.

The world of Fengyun is undoubtedly a huge treasure, and its value is even far beyond the Tang Dynasty. It has many unique skills, including Sword Twenty-Three, Maha Wuliang, Love of the City, Wandaosenluo, Xuanyin Twelve Swords, etc., including four auspicious beasts, dragons, phoenixes, Xuangui, Qilins, and many magical weapons, secret techniques and magic.

Pan Wu’s incarnation has now been severely damaged in his vitality, which is just enough to plunder the secrets of magical skills, and restore the rare treasures of auspicious beasts and even go to the next level.

Of course, there are not without risks, but under the prescient situation, Wang Dong did not believe that he could not fight against the immortals in the storm world.

However, with the profound heritage of the Fengyun World, it is impossible to make a breakthrough in a short time.

Cut off the communication with Pan Wu’s incarnation, Wang Dong focused on the present.

Among the thirteen types of near-divine martial arts, half of them have been lost. Among the remaining types, the most powerful people in the Heavenly Palace mastered them.

The Tiangong organization can stir the world with its own strength, and there is undoubtedly more than one immortal and demon-level master, but with Wang Dong's current cultivation level, there is no need to be too afraid of it.

Even if two or three powerful immortals and demons take action together, it is impossible to kill him without resistance, unless the other party uses his last killer weapon - Tianhui as soon as he meets him.

Otherwise, he would have enough time to open the bronze door and leave the main world.

Only Wang Dong is still ignorant of the "Heaven Cry" that every powerful person who has achieved the path of immortals and demons can master. Before facing it personally, he cannot understand what level of power "Heaven Cry" is.

But only judging from the power of the four major supervising heaven's "Little Four Tribulations", Wang Dong doesn't want to shake the sky and cry.

The Six Path Divine Wheel ranks third in the near-divine martial arts. The "Little Four Tribulations" is only the weak version of the Six Path Divine Wheel. By this, it can be seen that Tian Hui, who ranks first.

Wang Dong sighed and moved to the power of Tao: "The King of Humans!"

The seventh divine general of the Heavenly Palace, known as the king of man, and the cultivator who is close to the tenth heavenly immortal body of the divine martial arts.

Buzzing!

The air flow in front of me trembled, causing layers of ripples like water flowers, spreading in all directions, and scenes suddenly appeared in the center.

The dangerous peaks towering into the clouds, among the mountains, a waterfall is like a river that hangs thousands of feet high, and is knocked down with a force of tens of millions of pounds, making a shocking thunder roar.

At the center of the waterfall, a man with red body and unyielding eyes, showing his will to fight against the sky and the earth stood still. He put on a huge force and looked like a clear and elegant cloud to him.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and showed some surprise sweeping the void.

"Hehe! You reckless man, you don't even know that someone is peeking at you taking a shower!"

A crisp and pleasant laugh sounded, and the first thing that was reflected was a corner of the snow-white palace costume, floating like a soft cloud, and then a pretty face with a smart smile, her eyes bright, reflecting the endless void, a leaf like snow and jade, and a crystal clear flower bloomed in her pupils.

The girl looked smiling and waved to the void: "Slaying the four great supervisors and the retired leader, Brother Wang is really surprised to teach Xiao Qi. I remember the separation between Brother Wang and Brother Wang as yesterday. I didn't expect that Brother Wang would become an amazing big man so soon. I don't know if I still remember me, the inconspicuous little girl?"

Then, she saw that Wang Dong's expression remained unchanged, and she stretched out her hand indifferently to touch the void, and many illusions suddenly disintegrated.

Shi Qi curled his lips and said to the king of man: "He is coming, for you."

"Oh!" The king of humans did not see any fear on his face, and his eyes were filled with a hot fighting spirit, and asked again: "Why didn't he come for you? Why do I think he has a bit of a festival with you?"

"That's just your illusion." Shi Qi still smiled and said, "A girl as well-behaved and sensible as Xiao Qi, doesn't have any trouble with the immortal body of the sky. How can Brother Wang bear to hurt me? Besides, when he is serious, he has gotten a lot of benefits from me!"
Chapter completed!