Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 204: Taiqing Holy Land
"Is the Extreme Emperor Soldier... very strong?"

Yan Yixi asked, but these few words sounded extremely domineering, so he must be very strong.

"Once activated, it can shatter the sun, moon, and stars, and millions of miles of land will be flattened in an instant."

Big Black Dog said that he knew there were no imperial soldiers in Ziwei Star Region, so he didn't find it strange that the other party didn't recognize him.

"That was made by the Great Emperor. What do you think? The peerless holy weapon is as small as dust in front of the emperor's weapon. It is impossible to reach it even a little bit!" Duan De said.

"This……"

After hearing this, Yan Yixi looked very excited and was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment.

"Shh!"

The lid of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot was opened, and with a slight tremor, the heaven and earth became silent. A black light a thousand feet long was shaken off, and the divine light was as sharp as a horse, smashing down unstoppably.

"not good!"

The severely injured Yin Tianzhi felt the destructive power and was frightened to the point of death.

All kinds of magical powers and secret techniques were used without any reservation, even igniting the soul, trying to go all out, just to fight for a glimmer of life.

The pitch-black pottery jar was so strange and terrifying that he had no doubt that if he was hit by the black light, he would be reduced to ashes on the spot!
"is that useful."

But he ultimately overestimated himself. Yang Zhu was holding the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover and evolving the Divine Fighting Technique. How could he be so easily resisted?

boom!
As the black light swept down, thousands of miles of mountains turned to ashes in an instant. Everything was gone, even the roads were wiped out.

Even though Yin Tianzhi used all his magical powers and secret techniques, it was still of no avail. He was completely destroyed by the blow and even his remaining soul could not escape.

Yin Tianzhi, a genius of the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, fell here!

The magic jar disappeared, the qi and blood were restored, and everything returned to normal.

Yang Zhu's black robe fluttered in the wind, his eyes were as deep as the stars. He looked like a banished immortal, spotless and otherworldly.

At this time, a large area of ​​blazing light rushed out from the Xuandu Cave, and a complex array pattern emerged. At the same time, a void world opened up, and a new world appeared.

Opening his divine eyes, Yang Zhu saw an ancient palace, simple and natural, with traces of Taoism, and he also saw the four large characters "Taiqing Holy Land".

"Two slaves also want to stop me."

Yang Zhu glanced at the boy before, and a red cloud appeared with his fingers, turning the boy into ashes.

"Brother Yang's strength is really beyond my reach." Yan Yixi stepped forward and couldn't help but admire him.

Yin Tianzhi, as Yin Tiande's biological brother, naturally also inherited the Bajing Palace. His strength is unfathomable and no one dares to provoke him.

But today, he was suppressed by Yang Zhu with just a few moves. He was extremely powerful and perfectly demonstrated what invincible style is!

"Fortunately that bastard Yin Tiande is not here, otherwise he would have been beheaded as well!"

The big black dog has a square head and big ears. He raises his head proudly, looking very confident.

"Let's go."

A bright avenue spread out, connecting to the deepest part of Xuandu Cave. Yang Zhu stepped forward and walked forward.

No matter how turbulent the surrounding area is or how murderous the intent is, nothing can shake this brilliant avenue, as if it has existed since time immemorial and will never fade away.

After a moment, they easily crossed the complex array and arrived in the void realm safely.

In the holy land of Taiqing, dragon grass grows, ginseng and ganoderma emit auspiciousness, and many immortals are as high as the sky. Silver threads hang from the clouds, flowing down for thousands of feet.

The Bajing Palace appears before your eyes, with towering purple rocks and smooth cliff walls. There are many rare and precious plants, strange stones and trees, as well as auspicious beasts such as Qilin and Xianhou. Auspicious signs are revealed, and the scene is peaceful.

In the center of the fairyland, the fairy palace and the ancient palace are misty and shrouded in purple air. They are looming, hazy and mysterious, as if they are located outside the thirty-third sky.

"So this is the Bajing Palace. It's really a fairyland just as the outside world says!" Duan De couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the scenery in front of him.

"Everyone says that Bajing Palace is a sacred place, and everyone wants to see it with their own eyes. But after Yin Tiande took over, few people can enter."

Yan Yixi is a romantic and dashing man. He has admired Bajing Palace for a long time. However, due to Yin Tiande's strength, he has always regretted not being able to visit it.

I never thought that today, following Yang Zhu, I would actually get in.

"This place is full of array patterns, be careful."

The big black dog narrowed his eyes, stared at the ground in front of him, and warned several people with a serious look.

The formation patterns here are extremely complex and unfathomable, connected to every mountain and river here. It can be said that every part can be triggered, and it is ingenious and exquisite.

"Only the master of Bajing Palace can control the formation pattern. Without his permission, it would be extremely difficult for others to enter."

The big black dog continued to introduce. With his attainments in formation, he felt a headache when looking at the formation in front of him.

Laozi is a man of great wisdom. How could this place be mediocre since it was created by him?

"The Eight Scenery Palace is indeed strange. If..."

As Yang Zhu was speaking, an idea suddenly occurred to him and he turned to look at the big black dog.

"What's wrong?" The big black dog tilted his head, looking confused.

"I want to take this place into my own hands and make it my backyard."

Yang Zhu was very satisfied with this place. If he could take it into his pocket, it would undoubtedly be a good choice.

"Seriously?!"

Hearing this, the big black dog's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly became extremely obscene and greedy, and the upturned corners of his mouth could not be concealed.

To others, this is nothing but a foolish dream, but for Yang Zhu, the prince of the emperor, nothing is impossible.

If they could snatch away the Enlightenment Tea Tree from the Immortal Mountain, how much more so the Eight Scenery Palace? !
"You want to take over this place?"

Yan Yixi has been staying in this place since he was born and knows what the Bajing Palace means in Ziwei.

Only those with strong enough talent and recognition can pass the assessment of Bajing Palace and then have the hope of becoming the master of this place.

Yin Tiande is the only person who has passed the test in the past 50,000 years. From this, we can see how daunting the difficulty is!
"Yes, and I will take this place away. You wait for me here."

After saying that, Yang Zhu paced towards the ancient palace in the center, not afraid of any formation patterns.

He mastered the secret of the word "Xing" and was strong enough. He was wearing a black robe made by the Emperor Wu Shi himself. He entered this place as if he were in an empty place and nothing could stop him.

"The Lord of Morality..."

Soon, he arrived in front of the ancient palace. Looking at the three simple and ancient characters "Bajing Palace", a sense of antiquity came over him.

The huge stone gate is dozens of feet high and is carved with fish, birds, grass, and trees, mostly natural scenes that can be seen everywhere.

Every stroke contains traces of Tao, as if it were a living thing, lifelike and vivid.

There are two stone pillars in front of the entrance. Even four or five people cannot hug one of them. There are carved beams and painted buildings on them, most of which are carved with exotic beasts and fairy treasures, which are extremely wonderful.

Yang Zhu stood there for a long time, feeling it carefully, and then pushed the door open.

Inside the ancient palace, purple light circulated, and every brick and tile was crystal clear, with a flowing divine glow and faintly mysterious Taoist patterns emerging.

This place is extremely spacious, ancient and majestic. As soon as you step in, you can hear the sound of Zen chanting, which also sounds like the sound of ancient sacrifices. It is full of mysteries.

(End of this chapter)