"How is that possible!" The shock on the Ghost Emperor's face was unprecedented.

The mountain protection array of Tiandao Palace gathers the forces of various earth movements, geothermal heat, sunshine, wind and rain over the years. It represents the power of heaven and earth.

Now it was actually broken by a man on his own.

"Who is this person!"

"Have you not reacted yet?" Ying Yingzi smiled and said with a slut: "It's Zuo Zhicheng."

"The leader of the Nansheng Sect... Zuo Zhicheng."

While speaking, the people present struggled to stand up. As the people who could survive the aftermath of the cloud explosion bomb, they were obviously the strongest being among the evil factions.

But it is precisely because of this that I understand Zuo Zhicheng's horror more and more.

But since the mountain protection array of the Heavenly Dao Palace has been broken, it seems to have become an opportunity.

After all, if Zuo Zhicheng comes to the Tianshan Mountain, then how can the Tiandao Palace still have the time to take care of them?

What's more, their elite soldiers have suffered so many casualties this time, so they have suffered heavy casualties. How can they not get a little reward?

Just as the few people kept thinking, the Ghost Emperor frowned, and a trace of confusion flashed across his confused face. He lowered his head and said, "What kind of boxing is this? Taoist art or martial arts? Why can it cause this effect?"

This was not only his question, but also everyone present. They knew that Zuo Zhicheng was very strong, and that the leader of the Nansheng Sect was stronger than them, but why was he so much stronger? Why was there such a big gap?

Just as the Ghost Emperor said this, Ying Yingzi and others showed a strange look and began to plan in their hearts, a faint voice floated over.

"This punch is called the Cloud Explosion Fist."

The destructive power generated by the cloud explosion bomb is naturally called the Cloud Blast Fist.

This also means that Zuo Zhicheng did not go up the mountain immediately, and Zuo Zhicheng was still watching them and listening to them.

So when everyone heard this, they looked extremely ugly, as if they had seen a devil from the abyss.

"Whoever goes up the mountain will kill whom I will kill."

Ying Yingzi's face was extremely gloomy, and her chest was undulating, but she couldn't say a word.

Zuo Zhicheng did not attack, did not release his momentum, and did not attack in his mind.

But just this sentence is the tall figure in the flames before, which makes them unable to take a step forward. Even if their eyes are full of anger and hatred.

"Is he stupid? Just one sentence, I want us to give up the things we have prepared for so long? I sacrificed all my disciples in vain?"

The Ghost Emperor only felt that his chest was extremely hot, but he had to admit that the other party's words were enough to shock them.

This may be the source of the endless anger in his chest.

"never mind."

"It's better to die."

The next moment, a dazed gaze flashed across the heads of the Ghost Emperor and others. The black figure swept across their bodies like a hurricane. The storm blew the ashes behind the bombs around them all over the sky. The Divine Light Sword passed through their bodies at an undetectable speed.

Too fast! Too fast!

The human retina has its limits. When the moving speed of an object exceeds a certain level, it cannot be seen anymore.

So the Ghost Emperor and the others could not see Zuo Zhicheng. They could only use spiritual energy to visually feel, and felt infinite light and heat sprinkle over. Then the entire space seemed to be filled with white light, and they had completely lost consciousness.

It was the slash of the Divine Light Sword. Now the Divine Light Sword in Zuo Zhicheng's hand has gone further. The bright light seemed to be a flare, and it seemed that even the sun in the sky was faded.

Under the multi-speed of sound, it seemed like a bright moon appeared. Wherever the moon passed, whether it was air, ashes, flesh, bones, or protection of rock layers, steel armor, and the Qi shield formed by Taoism, all the things on the trajectory of the Divine Light Sword were directly evaporated and burned out, and they were cut off with one knife.

Only Ying Yingzi split into twelve black shadows and fled in twelve directions. He didn't dare to look at the corpses on the ground, and there was only endless regret and horror on his face.

But he had just run out more than ten meters, and a terrifying roar had already reached his ears.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! Each shadow clone is more than ten meters apart, but it is hit by a huge force at the same time and turned into shatter.

Only the last two shadows were left running out a hundred meters away.

Zuo Zhicheng stepped forward, and his whole person appeared hundreds of meters away as if teleported, hitting the clone with a punch, watching the clone turn into fragments on the ground.

Then he looked at the last clone, or Ying Ying Yingzi's true body, which was more than two hundred meters away from him at this time.

But whether it is ten meters, one hundred meters, or two hundred meters, it is no difference for his current ones.

As soon as he took a step forward, the air was pulled out of a vacuum corridor by powerful force. Ying Yingzi felt his neck tightening and completely lost consciousness. It was not until this time that the whistle of the air came into his place.

After throwing away the corpse in his hand, Zuo Zhicheng shook his head and rubbed his temples with his fingers.

Still affected.

Yes, according to Zuo Zhicheng's original personality, he would not have been talking so much, nor would he have a cat and a mouse-like style. However, the Six Desire Division Magic Chapter was stronger than he imagined, and the second-divided personality and memory finally brought an impact on his personality, which changed the choices he made.

He felt that he had become more bloodthirsty and more tyrannical than before.

Shaking his head, as if he wanted to shake out the subtle changes in his personality, Zuo Zhicheng had already walked towards Mount Huo Tian. His walking movements were no different from those of ordinary people, but one step would always take a distance of dozens or hundreds of meters.

While walking, his skin and bones kept beating and protruding. Huge wings and horns grew out of his body.

In just over ten steps, he had already reached a platform halfway up the mountain, and he had completely turned into the appearance of Illidan. He had to use his second concentration to fight in the next battle.

In order to eliminate the impact of distraction on his personality as soon as possible, he has to hurry up.

Especially during this period of time, the second detachment of the god was constantly consuming his combat power, and he could feel that the time for detachment of the god was getting closer and closer.

He stopped when he walked to the platform, because a man stood on the platform and looked at him indifferently.

Jing Chengtian said calmly: "People from the Southern Holy Gate?"

"The grudge between me and Zuo Zhicheng is naturally my strength and has nothing to do with the Heavenly Dao Palace."

As he said that, he coughed and his fingers began to become hazy. They were the fingers that were circulating Tianji Daozhen and slowly approached his heart.

"You can take my life, but please give the Heavenly Dao Palace a peace."

"After all, the grudge between me and Zuo Zhicheng is just a personal grudge. Tiandao Palace itself did not do anything to sorry for him."
Chapter completed!