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Two hundred and eighty-third flag

Wu Hong sighed, as if he raised his sadness, and there was an indelible sadness in his eyes.

"Author to attain enlightenment?"

Jiang Wuye was shocked.

Could it be the ancient ancestor corpse floating outside the new universe in the battlefield of gods and demons?

He also made a great wish that he would take him home one day, but he has never forgotten it yet.

However, unexpectedly, the unknown ancient ancestor was Wu Hong's senior brother. He died in battle to fight for the creation of heavenly soldiers for martial arts and was buried directly in the battlefield of gods and demons.

At that time, he thought Ji Yuan died in the struggle for the innate fetus, just like other fallen powerful people, but he did not expect that there were so many twists and turns in it.

Thinking about it now, indeed, the innate Taoist fetus is useless to martial arts, so how could Ji Yuan compete for it?

"Since it's not Ji Yuan's ancient ancestor, why did that nameless giant help me repeatedly?"

Jiang Wuye was completely confused now.

He has no background or is not an ancient inheritance. In addition to the Seventy-Two Heavenly Palaces, all the practices are transformed step by step by step by step by step by mortal martial arts.

What causal connection does he have with that giant like this?

"No, it may be him, or it may not be him."

Unexpectedly, Wu Hong shook his head and said another secret that made Jiang Wuye terrified: "In fact, those who have attained enlightenment after the creation of heaven can become giants.

But that method is too difficult, and even if it succeeds, its lifespan will be extremely short and it will not last for an era."

"you mean?"

Jiang Wuye was shocked and thought of a possibility.

"That's right, fuse the heavenly weapons of creation!"

Wu Hong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The essence of the heavenly weapons of creation is actually no different from that of the giants, it is just that the shapes they appear are different.

Therefore, someone had long imagined whether a priest could seize the will of heavenly soldiers and use the creation of heavenly soldiers as the body, could he become a powerful Daluo in another sense?

However, the heavenly soldiers are so terrifying that they can hardly be left with a living Daluo. Taking over the body of the body can be said to be a dream.

Below a giant, there is no difference between an egg and a stone.

Even if you succeed by chance…”

Wu Hong paused, with a little sadness in his eyes: "It is probably because he does not exist in his true self and has become a puppet of power. Moreover, the power of the heavenly soldiers is exhausted. Once the origin is burned out, it will completely disappear in the world.

I don’t know how Senior Brother Ji Yuan achieved the will of the Gods and Demon Mountain, but if his true self is still there, he should have walked out of the Gods and Demon Mountain early.

The reason why he helped you several times is probably because he was too obsessed with martial arts and saw the future of martial arts in you, so he instinctively helped you.

Once fully integrated, this instinct, probably... cannot exist for long."

“…”

Jiang Wuye was silent.

From Wu Hong's words, it is not difficult for him to know how dangerous it is to take over a fortune-making weapon. Even if it succeeds, it is only a temporary brilliance.

And Ji Yuan...

It's just a priest who is facing a terrifying and ferocious soldier like the Gods and Demons Mountain.

But he still did it.

If you fight forever, the true spirit will disappear and you will also open up another sky for martial arts!

What an immortal will?

What a firm obsession?

Jiang Wuye couldn't imagine it.

"Don't think too much."

Wu Hong's eyes disappeared and he laughed freely and said: "No matter what sacrifices his ancestors made, it is for the future of martial arts. Now, the key to opening the future is in your hands, so you must perform well."

"Haha, OK!"

Jiang Wuye also said generously: "That kid will pull the big flag today and make a big fuss about him!"

After listening to the story of Ji Yuan Guzu, he was already filled with anger and needed to vent his anger.

And he knew that once the Demon Tribulation Heaven was in reality, even if the giant did not take action, the immortal path that was at its peak now would not be ignored!

In the secular world, the rules of opening a martial arts hall will be opened within three days, and the flag hall will be inserted, and people will be allowed to kick the hall.

Three days later.

The flag is here, and it is established!

Not here, get out!

As the current martial arts ancestral land, Demon Tribulation Heaven will naturally come to the holy realm again.

And Jiang Wuye is the one who carries the flag!

Huhu~

Demonic Tribulation Outside the Heaven.

The deep world, cold and quiet.

Jiang Wuye was flew in black and threw away the trash and threw away the Buzhou Ancestral Vein. The latter stagnated slightly, and was then swept into the depths of time and space by unknown forces.

The vein of the big dragon in Jiang Wuye's pupil turned, looking at the trajectory of the disappearance of the Buzhou ancestral vein, and in the end there was nothing and could only give up.

He knew that there must have been a powerful giant in the prehistoric world.

At this moment, they were hiding in a corner and spying on the holy realm. They sensed that the Buzhou Ancestral Vein was stripped and they would naturally recover it as soon as possible.

After solving the Buzhou ancestral meridian.

Jiang Wuye looked back and saw that in the depths of time and space, the huge demonic disaster realm was moving, like a ferocious beast that had been trapped for countless years, revealing its minions to the present world little by little.

See this.

Jiang Wuye took a deep breath and could sense several terrible divine thoughts gathered towards this time and space.

"Come on the flag!"

He stretched out his hand and the eight kalpas in his body were dazzling. The eight disasters and evil Taoists opened their mouths and hung the divine light of the disasters and evil Taoist condensed a battle flag cast by eight-colored Taoist crystals in front of him!

The flag has only one word: Wu!

The battle flag is towering with nebula, like a pillar of heaven. The flag covers billions of galaxies, and the tragic intention of killing and fighting is released in the midst of the blast.

Jiang Wuye lifted it with one hand, as if nothing had happened, and inserted the battle flag on the top of the Demonic Tribulation Heavenly Realm that was gradually emerging.

Dangdangdangdangdang~

Then, the sound of the collision of the laws of the Great Dao sounded, and endless aura of disaster wrapped the entire demonic disaster. From a distance, it rolled towards a terrifying purgatory underworld. The ultimate spirit and the ultimate Tao within it was completely a world of Dharma-Ending Age.

It is Jiang Wuye’s great power that combines the eight major disasters and disasters to refine the Taoist formation of the eight directions!

With this evil formation, without his consent, as long as the peak enlightenment is below the Demonic Tribulation Heaven, as long as you dare to approach the Demonic Tribulation Heaven, both body and spirit will be destroyed and completely refined to death!

Finished these.

The noise of Jiang Wuye's riots has completely attracted the attention of Xiandao, and more and more divine thoughts are coming like bees coming out of their nests.

final.

They saw it.

An eight-color battle flag with the word "wu" written on it releases the unparalleled evil spirit of the battle sky and the battlefield, covering up the radius of billions of galaxies.

An ancient time and space, like purgatory, rolled and roared, crushed time and space, and approached the present world little by little.

A man in black clothes, who is as tall as a god pillar, is sitting on the top of the battle flag, roaring at the sea of ​​stars:

"Today, the martial arts flag-planting holy realm!

Those who are dissatisfied will fight!

Those who come to fight will die!”

The sound is like a chaotic bell, the demon god roars, exploding the entire universe, shaking all sentient beings!

silence!

shock!

Suspect!

boiling!!

The major ancient heavenly realms, the Continent of the Heaven, and the Immortal Court were like detonated gunpowder barrels, and the noise and roar filled the time, space, and the world.

"Wu Shura, this evil deed is not dead yet?"

"Planting the flag and establishing a foothold, or at this time, this is a slap in the face of the immortal Tao!"

"He is seeking death, I'm going to kill this little bastard!"

"Hahaha, okay, OK, the Demon Tribulation Heaven was born, and those martial arts remnants finally couldn't hide. Now the Holy Domain Alliance is starting up, and it just happens to establish their authority with them!"

...

There were endless roars in the immortal path, and even a powerful person directly sacrificed his sword of killing and rushed towards the Demonic Tribulation Heaven, and wanted to kill Jiang Wuye as soon as possible!

"Where do they get the confidence?"

Even the distant eternal divine land, the alien ancestral land, the prehistoric time and space, and the Shura universe all look at this time and space, but unlike the immortal way, their hearts are full of discomfort.

"Zulongshu!"

Finally, they thought of this treasure.

This is no secret at all. It caused a struggle between the heavens in the Shura battlefield, but was eventually taken away by martial arts.

It must be that Wu Hong has regained his peak with the help of the Ancestral Dragon Tree.
Chapter completed!
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