"Young man!"

"Your talent, character, and cunning are all first-rate. No wonder you can become the final winner of this trial."

"pity···"

"You are still too young after all."

"I'm in a good mood today. If you move aside, I can spare your life." The master of the Weiwo Dao who possessed Yang Wunian was suspended in the air, looking down at Wang Ming and said these words indifferently.

Wang Ming glanced at Zhao Yun behind him, then looked at the leader of Wei Wo Dao, and said slowly: "Please spare my life! I'm afraid it's not because you are in a good mood!"

"But you are not sure you can take me down either."

If the cultivation level of the Taoist master of Weiwodao is converted into the cultivation level of immortals, it is only the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

Wang Ming is not in his prime, and the one who came as the leader of Wei Wo Dao is not his real body, so naturally he cannot be afraid of him.

"The demon boy has really become stupid from practicing magic."

"How arrogant!" shouted the leader of Wei Wo Dao.

He originally wanted to defeat the enemy without fighting.

In the eyes of the leader of the Weiwo Dao, Wang Ming is the one who laughs last in this trial. His cultivation, combat power, and character are all the best among his peers. It can be said that he has no shortcomings at all.

The Yang Wunian he possessed was not bad among the successors of the Weiwo Dao, but was far inferior to Wang Ming.

Yang Wunian is only at the first level of the divine realm. Even if he is possessed by the founder of the Weiwo Dao, he can't directly jump five levels to kill Wang Ming.

So it would be easier for Wang Ming to give up his things himself.

Wang Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the leader of Weiwo Dao: "If you are so confident, then do it!"

"Stop talking bullshit. Do you think I can't tell you're stalling for time?"

"Use your rich knowledge to squeeze out every bit of Yang Wunian's knowledge and help him break through his cultivation."

"Since you are looking for death, I will grant your wish." After hearing Wang Ming's words, the leader of Weiwo Dao became furious and wanted to deal with Wang Ming immediately.

In an instant,
Inside the Great Hall of the God King, a vast amount of scriptures suddenly appeared, and pieces of scriptures were swirling and floating around.

Wang Ming only took a glance at the scriptures and felt that they contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, and he began to think about giving up resistance.

The target of these scriptures is Wang Ming's spirit; they are criticizing Wang Ming.

Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith!
Wang Ming was denied from all sides. Every time he was denied, a black mark would appear on his body. When all five black marks appeared on his body, Wang Ming's soul would be completely sealed.

While the trial of the sage's article was still going on, the formation of the Palace of the God King was activated.

A golden bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl descended upon the head of Yang Wunian who was floating in the air.

"puff!!"

Under the thunder, those suspended scriptures burst like bubbles with a poke, and hit him directly the next moment.

Yang Wunian's body twitched violently, then fell from the air and landed heavily on the floor of the Palace of the God King.

Wang Ming glanced at Yang Wunian, who was lying on his back with white smoke coming out of his body, and immediately threw the six-sided cube that he had rubbed out with energy in his palm over to him.

next moment,
Yang Wunian's entire body was wrapped in the six-sided cube. As several rays of light flashed in the geometric figure, Yang Wunian's body and soul were decomposed into nothing.

"Bastard!"

"You despicable boy, you actually used the formation left by Nuwa." The voice of the Taoist master of Wei Wo floated in the void.

Wang Ming glanced at the void, and instead of looking at the Great Power Taoist Master, he turned to look at the Origin of the God King.

"What kind of game is Nuwa playing?" Wang Ming asked himself in confusion.

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"Damn that devil cub, I must make sure he keeps an eye on me!"

"You actually used the formation left by Nuwa to trick me."

Outside the boundary of the "Water Moon World", the master of the Solitary Self Taoism, whose whole body was shrouded in black mist, was in an extremely bad mood.

He was the first Taoist master to be defeated, and he ended up retreating in such an embarrassing way.

He really wanted to take action again, but he no longer had any disciples in the "Water Moon World".

Their method of descending is not something that can be successfully performed by just anyone; it requires an inducement and coordinates.

The leader of Weiwodao did not set any coordinates on Yang Wunian.

However, there are coordinates on the Weiwodao technique that Yang Wunian practiced. Anyone who practices this technique will become his coordinates, and he can descend as long as he wishes.

"It's a pity that this boundary wall is so fragile that I can't enter it at all." Master Wei Wo sighed as he looked at the "Water Moon World Boundary Wall" in front of him.

The "Shuiyue Cave World" was originally a world of the same level as the "Cangqing World", but with the various outrageous operations of their Supreme Divine Court, the "Shuiyue World" has been downgraded.

If I, the Taoist master, force my way in, it will only cause the world to collapse.

If the world collapses, the origin of the God King will disappear in the turbulence of the void, and he will also be in danger.

Even though the current "Water Moon World" is not that great, my Taoist master can break through the boundary wall with just one punch, but if he enters it, it will cause the world to collapse.

That powerful destructive force could drag him to death with it.

"You crazy little devil!"

"Then I will just use a clone." After thinking for a while, the Taoist master of Weiwo Dao immediately began to condense a clone.

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"My Lord has failed!"

"Not surprisingly!"

"It seems that you are very confident in that boy Senran!"

"It's not that I have confidence in him, but after analyzing all the conditions, I think it's impossible for that guy to succeed."

The two people who were speaking were the Great Lord and the Heavenly Demon Lord.

The Great Lord shook his head and sighed, "The reason why our Taoist master is so unwise is that when we attacked the "Chen Word 23 World" that year, our Taoist master was traumatized by the Nuwa God Queen. As time passed, he not only did not forget these things, but instead formed a demon in his heart."

The Great Lord said: "It's funny to say that in the eyes of the world, we are the calm and wise disciples of the Tao Sect, but their Tao Master is an impulsive and angry person."

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect said disdainfully: "I have already told him that his method of cultivating the state of mind is difficult to practice and easy to break, but he didn't listen!"

"Later, Nuwa broke my state of mind, and it was too late to change it."

Having said this, the Great Lord turned to look at the Heavenly Demon Dao Master and said, "Sen Ran is from your Heavenly Demon Dao, why don't you try to descend."

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect shook his head and said, "Those demon cubs under me cannot be trusted. They are the kind that betray their master and ancestors."

"In order to resist the mark I left in their skills, they practiced skills from various schools.

Under the impact of various techniques, my mark has become very blurred, and it is too difficult to descend."

"Maybe it's to give him spiritual power."

The Great Lord couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "I remember there was a scam that was popular to summon the ancestors to come..."

The face of the Heavenly Demon Dao Master turned dark. The Heavenly Demon Dao Master was the incarnation of the Supreme God Emperor. His greatest energy was to find a way to get rid of the control of the Supreme God Emperor, so he studied a lot of secret methods.

At the beginning, a method to crack it was studied based on the imprints of the cultivation method.

In order to test whether the secret method was successful, he asked a disciple to experiment, and the result was...

Success and failure.

He succeeded in breaking the imprint of the technique, but failed to break the control of the Supreme God Emperor, so he simply threw the secret technique into the Demon Sect's Scripture Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, the thing was found out by a disciple behind him and used in some different ways.

That disciple of the Demonic Sect deliberately practiced the skills of all the sects, and then activated the marks in the skills.

As long as the mental power is sent over, it will be sealed by secret methods.

The disciples of the Demonic Sect once used this method of resisting the mental power of other Taoist masters to cultivate their own mental power.

As the number of times increases, the masters of other sects basically will not descend upon their disciples, because they don't know whether the holder of the mark is a disciple of their own sect or a scam of the Demon Sect.

Moreover, as the number of cultivation techniques increases, the marks of those techniques can also influence each other.

The reason why the Demon Lord did not choose to descend was because he knew he could not descend.

The disciples of their Tianmo Sect, apart from practicing the fundamental method of possession of a body of their own sect, all other techniques are from other sects. The imprints of the techniques are too complicated, and they cannot be sensed at all unless others actively summon them.

The Great Lord, who was still teasing the Heavenly Demon Lord, suddenly changed his expression.

The Heavenly Demon Dao Master also noticed this phenomenon, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

The Great Lord said: "It seems that we need to speed up. Someone has sent a clone in."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Demon Dao Master immediately relaxed: "What else is there to worry about!"

"How high can the clone's cultivation be? At best, it's only at the fifth or sixth level of the Divine Realm."

"If you exceed this level, even if the world doesn't end, you will be struck by lightning."

"If we enter in this situation, let alone deal with my demon cub, we won't even be able to break the ancient city's formation."

The Great Lord nodded and said, "Indeed!"

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"boom!"

"Boom!"

Above the blood-red sky, golden thunder continuously struck down, specifically killing the cultivators wandering in the ancient city.

These thunders were caused by the formation controlled by Wang Ming.

As Yang Wunian was possessed, Wang Ming discovered the coordinates of the martial arts imprints in the bodies of the practitioners of the "Cang Qing World".

Wang Ming didn't want any more Taoist masters to descend through the bodies of these people, so he started to kill them by name.

Try to eliminate internal hidden dangers.

The atmosphere in the Palace of the Gods became more and more depressing. With the sound of thunder outside, Tianming Taoist, the Saint, Tang Fei, Senran and others became even more uneasy.

They knew very well that a bolt of lightning represented a life.

Wang Ming, who was standing next to the throne on the palace platform, made a big seal in his hand and quickly wrote a command for the formation to run automatically, allowing the formation to detect the cultivation of the "Cang Qing World" and kill it directly. Then he looked at the people in the hall.

At this time, besides Wang Ming and Zhao Yun, the only people in the hall were Yin Zhong and his daughter, Tianming Taoist, Senran, Tang Fei, and the Saint Girl.

When Wang Ming's eyes swept over Tianming Taoist, Tianming Taoist immediately felt a great omen and begged for mercy:
"No... don't kill me!"

"My ancestors and predecessors are all dead, no one will descend upon me."

"I'm no threat to you."

Wang Ming shook his head and said calmly: "I originally wanted to use you as hostages!"

“I didn’t expect it to come to this.”

If the Origin of the God King had not appeared, the people in front of him would all be Wang Ming's amulets, but with the appearance of the Origin of the God King, the people in front of him became useless.

After obtaining the origin of the God King.

Regardless of whether these people exist or not, the Taoist master from outside the domain will come to the "Water Moon World" to snatch them.

Similarly, because of the appearance of the origin of the God King, the Taoist masters from outside the domain will not directly annihilate a world just because they find that Wang Ming does not need their people.

“Only when you become the enemy of Dust will you be truly harmless.” As soon as Wang Ming finished speaking, a cube formed by condensed energy had already wrapped up the Taoist of Tianming. Then, with the appearance and extinction of a bright light, this generation of inheritors of Tianming disappeared again.

Then Wang Ming turned to look at Tang Fei and the Saint Girl. After the two girls entered the "Water Moon World", the killing was not so serious. Their cultivation was mostly improved by seizing the "Flower of the Great Dao", and the karma could be seen on their bodies.

“If the Origin of the God King had not appeared, I would have let you two go.” Shaking his head, Wang Ming annihilated them directly without waiting for the two women to speak, turning them into dust.

The demon watched all this grimly without any change in his expression. In his opinion, the result was already predetermined. But when Wang Ming also made a six-sided cube to annihilate him, he immediately found something wrong.

"wrong!"

"I am your clone!"

"You shouldn't destroy me, but reclaim me. You are not mine..."

Wang Ming didn't even give him the chance to finish his words and turned him into dust.

But when the hexahedron appeared, the demon's eerie body suddenly disappeared.

Wang Ming's eyes narrowed: "What's going on?"

Tianmo Senran's cultivation has been completely sealed by Wang Ming, and it is impossible for him to escape.

Then Wang Ming looked at the floor where he had just sat. There were still traces of energy on the black floor tiles.

"This is the trace of the ancient city's formation in operation. So it is not the outsiders who rescued Sen Ran, but this formation."

"Why did the ancient city formation rescue the demon Senran?"

It was at this moment that Wang Ming remembered the physical body that Sen Ran was using at the moment.

The demons are mainly spiritual, and they rob people's bodies everywhere. The body he is using at this time is the body of Long Bo, the protagonist of this world.

“In that case, the ancient city formation is not going to save Senran, but Long Bo.” Wang Ming thought to himself.

Finally, he looked at Yin Zhong and his daughter. Yin Zhong quickly protected his daughter behind him and said, "I shouldn't have agreed to your request for cooperation before. You are so untrustworthy."

Wang Ming simply waved his hand to remove the seals on Yin Zhong and Yin Feng, and at the same time opened the barrier at the gate.

"Let's go quickly!"

"A big battle is about to break out here. Whether you can survive depends on your luck."

Yin Zhong was stunned when he heard this, and then he was filled with joy for surviving a disaster. He quickly thanked Wang Ming and immediately pulled Yin Feng up and headed out of the Palace of the God King. He didn't want to stay here for even a quarter of an hour.

Wang Ming saw the picture transmitted from the center of the formation, and saw that several powerful figures had gathered outside the ancient city.

Judging from the aura, Wang Ming could tell that it was the clone of the Taoist master of the Twelve Origins. (End of this chapter)