Wandering Movies

"Since you are unwilling to follow the script I set..."

Wang Ming's voice was low, but it revealed an unquestionable pressure, as if the gears of some grand destiny began to turn at this moment because of his will.

"Then - just be my chess piece."

As soon as these words came out, it exploded like thunder in the sky on the top of Mount Buzhou.

The saints were awed when they heard this, and secretly mobilized the magic power and the power of laws in their bodies to be on guard.

It’s not that they are timid, but that Wang Ming is too mysterious and they know nothing about Wang Ming.

Mystery and the unknown are the sources of fear.

The most important thing is that Wang Ming can control part of the power of heaven and earth, and this alone is enough to make them take him seriously.

They attach importance to it, but it does not mean that they are cowardly and afraid of fighting.

On the surface, they remain calm and composed.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Suddenly, a wild laugh sounded, like rolling thunder, echoing in the void.

"Hmph! Arrogant!" The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou laughed wildly and took a step forward. The black outside his body surged endlessly, and the dark red divine ring formed by the law of killing surrounded him.

"You don't really think that with your mere Daluo realm strength, you can decide the fate of saints like us, right?"

"It's really ridiculous." He sneered, his eyes full of disdain and sarcasm.

The other great saints also showed mocking expressions.

The corners of Zhunti and Jieyin's mouths curled up with a hint of otherworldly sneer;

Although Nuwa said nothing, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes;
Tai Shang, Yuan Shi and Tong Tian San Qing closed their eyes and remained silent, but the rhythm of the Dao around them was faintly stirring, as if they could take action at any time.

Indeed, they maintained necessary vigilance against Wang Ming. Hei Ming was mysterious, his origins were a mystery, his true strength was unknown, and he controlled part of the authority of heaven and earth, so people dared not underestimate him. But vigilance was vigilance, and it would be a fantasy to ask them to bow down and be a chess piece.

Everyone present is a gifted person, and they have their own pride and confidence.

Even though the saints of Journey to the West submitted to Hongjun, they were still unwilling to do so deep down in their hearts.

In their opinion, their talent was no worse than Hongjun's, the only difference was that they were born later than Hongjun.

However, the next moment, something changed suddenly!

Wang Ming was still sitting on the stone platform next to the Wudao tea tree, like a chess player controlling the game. He raised his palm and pressed down from top to bottom, and uttered a word softly: "Seal."

In an instant, heaven and earth lost their voices, and the expressions of the saints changed drastically.

"Huh?!" Nuwa's eyes widened, and she found that the vital energy of heaven and earth flowing around her disappeared at this moment like a receding tide.

This phenomenon is not only found in Nuwa, but also in other saints.

"No! I... I can't mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth!" Tongtian Patriarch exclaimed, a rare solemn look emerging on his face.

Almost at the same time, all the saints, Buddhas, and gods changed color. They actually... lost their sense of the vitality of heaven and earth!

With Mount Buzhou as the center point, the spiritual energy within a radius of tens of millions of miles was cleared out in an instant.

At the same time, at the edge of the Qi vacuum range, chains of order between reality and illusion emerged, overlapping and intertwining with each other like a round bird's nest.

"Vacuum Energy Belt!"

"Seal the sky and lock the earth!"

The Supreme Saint, who had always been calm and composed, glanced around after the great change, then looked at Wang Ming with a serious face and slowly said: "You are very confident." "Confident that you can defeat all of us."

The inability to call upon the vitality of heaven and earth will only deprive them of endless spells to cast when they fight, which will not have much impact on their combat power.

This wasn't what really made them nervous.

"The power of world order... has been cut off." The face of the Buddha of Reception turned pale.

"Me too... We can no longer communicate with the Heavenly Dao of the Journey to the West world." Zhunti said in a low voice with a hint of disbelief.

The world power that can be mobilized by the saint's authority cannot be used.

The world power of Journey to the West was blocked by Wang Ming, while the world power of the saints of the ancient times was directly cut off.

Wang Ming watched all this, his expression as calm as water, and said in a calm tone: "Okay!"

“Now you can’t use the power of heaven and earth order bestowed by the Holy Land.

To me, you are nothing more than... a stronger Daluo Jinxian."

At this time, the saints were already feeling a little uneasy, wondering whether or not to ask for peace.

Saints have their pride and self-confidence, but their bottom line is also very flexible. Those who are not flexible will not live to see them become saints.

At this time,
In the void, the shadow of Hongjun of Journey to the West said, "Don't be afraid!"

"This person continuously merges other worlds to dilute the world authority of Pangu the Great God. In this way, he increases his own authority."

"But he is not yet the master of the world. Blocking your use of the laws of world order is the limit of what he can do."

When the saints heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, but still no one attacked Wang Ming. They were worried that Hongjun was deceiving them.

Seeing this, Hongjun in the void sighed and said, "When saints fight across boundaries, it is very easy for them to be blocked from the power of the world. There is nothing strange about this."

"The authority of the saint in the prehistoric world has been cut off because you are attacking him now, which is against the will of heaven."

Suddenly,

All the doubts in the saints' hearts were gone. Without the unknown and mystery, the fear naturally dissipated.

"Hmph! You are only at the Daluo realm, yet you are so arrogant. You have no idea what you are talking about." The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou scolded coldly, with demonic flames surging around him. However, he was still unable to condense the power of the rules of heaven and earth. He could only rely on the magic power he had accumulated to force it to work.

"Heh...if you were at the peak of Quasi-Saint, you might still have a chance." Zhunti's voice was full of sarcasm and contempt, "Daluo Realm...you also want to attack the Saint? You must be dreaming."

Despite the contemptuous words, the saints of the ancient times have quietly gathered together and formed a formation.

They were wary of each other, especially after the connection with the Heavenly Dao was severed. The trust that came from the origin of the world collapsed in an instant, and they even began to worry that the saints of Journey to the West would take the opportunity to take action.

Wang Ming saw all the actions of the saints. His eyes were deep, and golden divine light flowed in them like the tide, containing an extremely terrifying mysterious power.

A brilliant phantom of the sun condensed in the palm of his raised right hand, as if the great Dao had materialized and all things had become one. An overwhelming pressure that was superior to that of all saints came over him.

"In that case..." He said calmly, "Let me see your ways!"

boom--!
Before anyone could react, the world suddenly changed. Rune locks appeared in the sky, like shackles woven by the laws of the universe, hanging from the sky, trying to seal the saints.

"when!"

"Damn, there's a trap."

"Asshole, you have the ability to fight me one-on-one, but you only know how to use these despicable and shameless means."

The faces of the saints changed drastically, and they began to curse. (End of this chapter)