Overlord the sky

The wooden man looked at Zheng Qian with a sly smile, but Bashen Hammer suddenly stepped forward and stared at the wooden man closely. 【26nbsp;】

The wooden man's gaze met the Bashen Hammer's gaze, and the smile on his face slowly faded away.

"Tyrant Hammer, why have you become so weak?" the wooden man asked.

Bashen Hammer did not answer, but continued to stare at the wooden man closely.

"Okay. My mission ends here. The rest is up to you." After the wooden man finished speaking, his whole body trembled suddenly.Zheng Qian managed to complete his body with great difficulty, and after a shake, it was all scattered into debris, leaving only a human-shaped outline on the ground.

From the sawdust, a wave of energy invisible to the naked eye rose up, rushing straight towards Zheng Qian's mind.

Zheng Qian has no arrogance at this time, and these energy waves are invisible.Zheng Qian felt something rushing towards him, but because he was too close to the wooden man, he couldn't avoid it.

The rushing out of the wooden man's body was basically the idea of ​​Tyrant God's Hammer. These ideas rushed towards Zheng Qian because it was arranged by Tyrant God long ago.

Bashen could naturally feel the energy waves generated by these thoughts, and his eyes followed the energy waves and turned to Zheng Qian's head.

However, Zheng Qian felt that his mind was suddenly filled with a huge idea. The power of this idea was so powerful that Zheng Qian felt that his originally infinite mind was pitifully small at this moment.A huge idea hit the mind like a tsunami, and the Batian God Formation, which was quietly sleeping in the mind, continued to sleep without moving.

Zheng Qian squatted down holding his head, clenched his teeth, but didn't make a sound.

The impact of the idea was too fast, without giving Zheng Qian any time to prepare, the huge idea seemed to tear Zheng Qian's mind apart at any time.And the sleeping Batian Divine Formation is like a small boat drifting with the current in this huge tsunami, ups and downs in the tide of thoughts.

Tyrant Hammer looked at Zheng Qian quietly, with a calm expression on his face.It seems that he is indifferent to Zheng Qian's great pain at this time.

Zheng Qian has already endured a lot of pain, and Tyrant Hammer has a lot of confidence in Zheng Qian's resistance in this respect.

However, compared with the pain he suffered before, the pain Zheng Qian endured this time comes from the spiritual aspect.The pain from the mental aspect can destroy a person's reason even more. At this time, Zheng Qian has the feeling that his consciousness is gradually blurring.

Zheng Qian knocked his head vigorously, and opened his heavy eyelids hard.At this time, his face looked a little scary, with blood vessels protruding from his face, and the peristalsis of his blood vessels could be clearly seen when his blood circulated.

Zheng Qian felt that his eyeballs seemed to protrude from their sockets at any moment and fall to the ground.But from the perspective of Tyrant God's Hammer, Zheng Qian's eyes didn't look too different.

Zheng Qian tried hard to control the power of thoughts rushing around in his mind, but this idea came from Bashen.The level difference between him and Tyrant God is too much, the effort to control the power of thoughts has no effect on the messy thoughts on his face.

"Troublesome!" Zheng Qian popped out these three words word by word.Being able to say these three words has reached the maximum limit of his physical fitness.After the three words were finished, Zheng Qian rushed forward, his whole body seemed to be bound by countless ropes, and he lay straight on the ground.On the contrary, as long as he wants to control that huge power of thought, it will intensify the power of thought to rampage in his mind.

"Boy, if you find it unbearable, just call out. There are no outsiders here, so you won't lose face." Bashen Hammer said calmly from the side.

Zheng Qian squirmed his mouth, but no sound came out.Only eyes can express his dissatisfaction with Tyrant Hammer.He is like this, how can he still shout?

Zheng Qian tried his best to keep calm.He knew that the Tyrant God Zheng Xiaotian would not harm him.It can be said that this ancestor has tried his best to cultivate him. It can be seen that the Tyrant God Zheng Xiaotian had great expectations for Zheng Qian in the past.

Since this is the case, he believes that his ancestor's arrangement should have a deep intention, and he will not make him suffer so much pain for no reason.

With such a consciousness as the foundation, Zheng Qian felt that he had to survive this splitting headache.

When Zheng Qian gave up the idea of ​​controlling this power of thought, the huge power of thought was no longer so tyrannical, but slowly quieted down.

The power of the quiet mind is like a boundless sea, and there are still some sparkling waves from the sea.The Batian Divine Formation floating on the sea of ​​thoughts is extraordinarily solemn and sacred reflected by these waves.

Zheng Qian lay on the ground and slowly closed his eyes.At this point he can't do anything.The domineering energy is exhausted, and the physical fitness is bottomed out. What he can maintain is only the abundance of his own power of thought.

Before this sea of ​​thoughts, Zheng Qian's thoughts seemed very small.But Zheng Qian stubbornly prevented his thoughts from being merged by the invading sea of ​​thoughts.

Zheng Qian's own thoughts are like a seabed reef under this sea of ​​thoughts, standing resolutely.

The sea of ​​thoughts became more and more calm, and the movement of trying to integrate Zheng Qian's thoughts also stopped.

The sea of ​​thoughts without wind and waves, and Zheng Qian's own thoughts, which are as firm as a rock, maintain a strange stability without intrusion.

Zheng Qian seemed to have fallen asleep, and his breathing gradually became even.

Looking at Zheng Qian's Bashen Hammer, he nodded happily.

"First test, you have passed." Bashen Hammer said.

Zheng Qianneng did not lose his mind under such a severe impact, which can only be done by people with strong willpower.Bashen Hammer had already had a premonition that Tyrant God Zheng Xiaotian's arrangement must have some deep meaning, when he saw the mind in the wooden man's body rushing towards Zheng Qian, he suddenly realized it.

This is a test arranged for Zheng Qian by his old friend Tyrant Zheng Xiaotian, a test of willpower.

Without a strong willpower, the control of the mind cannot be very reliable.Without a very solid control over the mind, there is no qualification to continue on.Domineering practice is not as simple as talking about it.

Tyrant God Hammer deeply admired Tyrant God Zheng Xiaotian's foresight.

Keeping so many cronies of Tangjiabao who have done many evil things for Tang Jili to subdue, he deliberately set up the Tower of Eternity as the three formations of heaven, earth and man, giving Tang Jili a chance to subdue the minions.

Bashen Hammer finally understood that he failed to subdue Tang Jili at that time, and when he told Bashen Zheng Xiaotian of this situation, he just laughed without saying a word.Let Tang Jili escape.It turned out that it was to keep this opponent and give his descendants a chance to exercise.

Thinking about it, Tyrant God's Hammer felt a little unbelievable.

How much Tang Jili's level surpassed that of Zheng Qian's, the Bashen Hammer clearly knew.It is not an exaggeration to say that the gap between domineering one level is the gap between heaven and earth.Tang Jili is at least at the level of Overlord, five levels apart from Zheng Qian, two levels.Could it be that Bashen already placed such high hopes on Zheng Qian?

Bashen Hammer took a step back in shock at his own thought.Tang Jili was already the Overlord when he fought against him in the distant past, and so many years have passed in between, with his obsession with martial arts, it is impossible for his strength to stay where he was.If it wasn't for his little success in domineering, he wouldn't have the courage to challenge the formation set up by Tyrant God himself.

The higher Tang Jili's level and strength, it proves that Bashen has higher expectations for Zheng Qian.

"Boy, you have to understand Xiaotian's intentions." After Tyrant Hammer figured out the joints, he could no longer just sit on the sidelines quietly.

Zheng Qian lay motionless on his stomach, like a sleeping baby.It's rare for Zheng Qian to show such an expression.

It was also the first time for Bashen Hammer to see Zheng Qian's expression.I was taken aback.

"All Dao returns to the sect, and the order of heaven will come true." These eight characters flashed silently in Tyrant's Hammer's mind.

"I understand!" Bashen Hammer suddenly yelled, "All Daos return to their ancestors, and the order of heaven is formed. It turned out to be this! Yes, it must be this!" Bashen Hammer muttered to himself.

The Tyrant Hammer's finger flicked in the air, and at the tip of his finger, there was a shining tail of light.The flash of light on the fingers gradually turned into big characters with iron strokes and silver hooks in the air, "Wan Dao Gui".

Every time Tyrant Hammer finished writing a word, his face turned pale.By the time he finished writing the eight big characters "All Dao returns to the sect, the order of heaven will be completed", his face, which was already deeply wrinkled, looked even older.

Bashen Hammer panted for a while, as if he was extremely tired.After recovering a bit, he waved to the eight characters in the air.

Eight big gold-plated characters danced and flew into his hand.Bashen Hammer superimposed the eight characters one by one, let out a loud cry, and slapped these superimposed bronzing characters towards Zheng Qian's head.

Eight words were piled thickly in the palm of Tyrant Hammer, the first four words were photographed into Zheng Qian's mind smoothly, but the last four words seemed to be blocked by something, and could no longer hide into Zheng Qian's mind. Dive into the mind.

"Come in!" Tyrant God's Hammer pressed down with both palms with a hint of anxiety.

Zheng Qian fell asleep peacefully, and his expression became more like a newborn baby.At this time, he was neither naughty nor stubborn, nor did he have the ambition to save Wanshou Mountain and Batian Continent.

Now he has nothing.Pure as a piece of white paper.

Sweat dripped from the forehead of Tyrant God's Hammer. It seems that he consumed a lot of soul energy to form these eight characters.

Bashen Hammer forcefully pressed the four big characters that couldn't enter Zheng Qian's mind, suddenly took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and let out another shout, a stream of light flashed on his palms.

This streamer, together with the words "Tian Xu Nai Cheng", was sent into Zheng Qian's mind.

"Boy, the rest of the matter is up to you." Tyrant Hammer laughed after sending the four characters.

His body was thinner than before, and at the same time, it became more transparent.

Zheng Qian, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.He looked weakly at the Tyrant Hammer whose body was getting weaker and weaker, moved his mouth silently, and stretched out his hands weakly, he could only look at the Tyrant Hammer like that, and gradually disappeared from his eyes.

"Boy, I'm just tired and I need to rest for a while. Don't make a sad face, I'm not dead yet! Make good use of the gift Xiaotian and I gave you, Tang Jili is not as scary as you imagined."Bashen Hammer smiled, and his faded figure finally disappeared, turning into a transparent energy wave and shooting into Zheng Qian's body.

Zheng Qian's eyes moved with difficulty.

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