Wandering Movies

On Buzhou Mountain,
At this moment, the peak was covered with chains formed by dense runes of order, trapping all the saints who had climbed the peak.

"How can you say I'm mean?"

"I think it's reasonable for me to set one or two traps in my own house to guard against thieves and robbers!" Wang Ming chuckled.

In the prehistoric world, after the appearance of a saint-level fighter, Wang Ming felt insecure.

Even though he was protected by two saints, Golden Swallow and White-haired Witch, Wang Ming still felt unsafe.

Therefore, Wang Ming set up a large number of barriers and formations on Mount Buzhou.

And it is the power of the world that is called upon to set up formations and barriers.

The saint is powerful because he can call upon the authority of the world.

The Golden Immortals can freely call upon the vital energy of heaven and earth for their own use, but the only law they can use is the one they have practiced.

On the basis of being able to freely call upon the vital energy of heaven and earth, the saints can also freely call upon the power of all the laws of the world.

This ability is an unsolvable method for those below the Saint realm.

However, in battles of the same level, this method is of little use because everyone can use it.

If everyone has it, it means no one has it.

So they will return to the principles of their main discipline.

“You are very thoughtful and calculating, but in the end, everything depends on strength.” The Supreme Sage of Journey to the West was sealed by chains formed by dozens of laws, but there was no panic on his face, and he said calmly.

next moment,
All I heard was the Supreme Saint of Journey to the West shouting, "The Qi of Laojun is divided into spirits, and the profound skill of one body is famous... It turns out that the Qi is transformed into the Three Pure Ones!"

Suddenly, a beam of green light burst out from the crown of his head, and he transformed into a black-haired Taoist holding a sword, chanting: "Chaos never keeps track of years, I am an immortal since the creation of the world, the universe has its own logic..."

At this time, a beam of light transformed into a middle-aged Taoist priest, who chanted: "From Hanguan Pass to Kunlun, the unification of China belongs to the Taoist sect. People grow old easily, but heaven never does..."

Finally, a green light appeared and turned into an old Taoist: "In the beginning of Hunyuan, the Tao came first, and it is natural that there is and there is nothing..."

After three figures appeared, one began to rescue the saints, and the other two attacked Wang Ming at the same time.

The Taoist holding a sword and the Taoist holding a whisk attack in a simple and unpretentious manner, but every move they make is in accordance with the Tao.

Facing such an attack, Wang Ming did not dodge at all. Instead, he smiled up to the sky and said, "The great saint's magical power of transforming one breath into three pure ones has been famous for a long time. I am lucky to see it today!"

The moment he finished speaking, Wang Ming looked at the Tai Shang clone holding the sword. Before he could get close to Wang Ming, the sharp sword energy he emitted made the people around him feel extremely uncomfortable. All five senses became blurred at this moment, and they could only feel countless sword lights, like gorgeous meteors falling down, dazzling, blinding, and extremely sharp.

Before the sword light attacked Wang Ming, it had already made several big holes in the bodies of several other prehistoric saints who were not far from Wang Ming, and blood gushed out.

But when the sword light reached Wang Ming, Wang Ming did not cast any magic. He was still sitting cross-legged on the stone platform with his back straight. Golden runes flowed in his eyes, as if stars were twinkling, and endless laws were being interpreted.

He raised his palm, slowly approached the approaching sword, extended his middle finger to avoid the sword, and lightly tapped the sword body.

"Ding!"

moment,

The sharp sword blade broke into pieces, and the sword light in the sky dissipated. Even the clone holding the sword turned into nothingness.

Wang Ming turned his head and looked at the old Tai Shang clone who was holding a whisk and killing him. The clone swung the whisk, and the white silk thread rushed towards him like the Milky Way in the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

But Wang Ming still just stretched out one palm, twisted a silk thread among thousands of silk threads with his middle finger and thumb, and then shook his palm lightly, and an invisible energy was transmitted out.

The clone that had just been so powerful disappeared again inexplicably. Wang Ming dealt with the two clones, and the last clone of the Supreme Saint also successfully rescued all the saints.

The Supreme Saint of Journey to the West did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he showed an expression of disbelief and said, "What kind of method did you use?"

"My One Qi Transformed into Three Pure Ones cannot be easily dissolved even by Junior Brother Tongtian's Immortal Execution Sword Formation. How did you manage to eliminate my clone so easily?"

Xiyou Tongtian Sect Master nodded and said, "That's right, the clone of the eldest brother has the same strength as the original body. Even if we can't use the power of the saint at this time, the energy accumulated in the body is also at the level of the saints."

"How could you break through so easily?"

Without waiting for Wang Ming to answer, the Nuwa Saint from Journey to the West took action.

"You two are really dithering. Just do it. Why waste your time talking?"

"Since you can't make it with your calculations, don't use your brain. It's wise to speak with your strength."

"Look at the power of my Fist of Creation."

The fist of Nuwa Saint in Journey to the West is like a huge sun, so bright, full of vitality and endless changes.

Facing such an attack, Wang Ming still did not get up from the stone platform. With a faint smile on his face, he allowed the fists to hit him.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

"It's fun to watch."

"This guy doesn't know how powerful Nuwa's move is!"

"He actually took it head-on without dodging or avoiding it."

The saints of Journey to the West, as well as the saints of prehistoric times who knew the power of this move, all showed expectant looks on their faces.

just,

They did not wait for the expression of horror to appear on Wang Ming's face, nor did they wait for Wang Ming's belly to grow bigger. Instead, they waited for Nuwa to be blasted back by an invisible repulsive force.

"you……"

"How come you're okay?"

"What path do you practice?"

At this moment, all the saints became curious, but unfortunately Wang Ming did not give them an answer. Instead, he set up barriers and traps in advance to guard against Luo Hou and others on Mount Buzhou.

But before Wang Ming could finish reconstructing the trap, all the saints attacked him collectively. They each brought their own cultivation to the extreme.

Seeing this, Wang Ming sighed and said, "Why do you have to fight so hard?"

"I don't intend to kill you."

Finally, Wang Ming just shook his head, then slowly raised his palm and pulled in the air, and suddenly the chain of order and law hidden in the air materialized.

"【Know that you have seen the truth】"

No matter how powerful the attacks of the saints were, and no matter how much magic power they used, they were instantly eliminated in the invisible field released by Wang Ming, and then bound up again by the chains of laws.

"Don't struggle. Any path I see through cannot hurt me." Wang Ming said indifferently with golden substance flowing in his eyes. (End of this chapter)