The breath emitted by the imperial soldiers made the monks in the Divine City feel a great terrifying pressure.

"The Emperor's Holy Soldier, so terrifying!"

"The eight sage masters joined forces to dispatch imperial troops. Such a grand occasion is rare in the East Wilderness."

In the nearly two thousand years of the Eastern Wilderness, there has never been such a powerful formation. Many people have never seen such a grand occasion in their entire lives.

In the sky above the endless wasteland outside the sacred city, nine figures that were as strong as the sun were pressing across the sky.

"That depends on how powerful Senior Nangong can have." The voice of the Holy Lord Wanchu sounded in the sky.

They are bound to win the secret of immortality in the Bronze Immortal Palace.

Nangong Zhen's blue shirt fluttered, his snow-white and silver hair danced lightly, his whole body was covered by flowers and rain. His supreme style was extraordinary, his eyes were like the sea, and he looked at the eight sages with deep eyes.

Nangong Zhen smiled slightly and looked calm. So what if a group of holy lords hold imperial weapons? No matter how many people are, they cannot make up for the gap in realm.

The two great immortals are in a state of great power, and they can't even revive the imperial weapon, let alone the dragon-patterned black golden tripod. The people in the Yaoguang Holy Land cannot control the imperial weapon at all.

"boom!"

Nangong Zhen completely let go of his momentum, and thousands of divine lights rushed out of his whole body, connecting to the sky, and the divine chain of order flew.

Each divine light is like a pillar of heaven, tearing apart the sky, dazzling and dazzling, making the world tremble.

This was Nangong Zhen's anger, which actually disturbed him and wanted to join forces to suppress him.

It’s ridiculous that a generation of kings will be suppressed by a group of holy lords.

"What? He is so powerful. He must have had the opportunity in the Bronze Immortal Palace." The Golden Holy Lord's eyes were red.

Nangong Zhen's secret technique of two hands evolved, and the flowers all over the sky turned into eight giant dragons covering the sky, roaring towards the eight saints.

The eight giant dragons evolved were filled with terrifying power, making their souls tremble and unstoppable.

"boom!"

The eight great saints used powerful means to summon the weapons of the God King.

The light above the wasteland is dazzling and dazzling, and endless divine power surges like a vast ocean.

The void is shattering, the Taoist patterns are like ripples and ripples, and the means are against the will of heaven.

They underestimated Nangong Zhen's strength and had bad thoughts in their hearts at this moment.

The Lord Yaoguang was very embarrassed. He originally planned to mobilize the imperial weapon to suppress the other party, but his family knew about his family's affairs. The dragon-patterned black golden cauldron was not controlled by him at all. When this imperial weapon did not encounter other imperial weapons, he could not revive the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron.

The imperial weapon that has never recovered cannot even be defeated by a strand of imperial power, and can only be used as a powerful weapon to attack.

“?!?!”

Eight giant dragons like mountains pressed over, and endless pressures were connected together, like a vast ocean, falling from the sky.

The seven God King soldiers were like stars, intertwining countless divine chain patterns, bursting out dazzlingly, soaring into the sky, killing the dragon.

"boom!"

The dragon shattered and turned into a rain of flowers all over the sky. Seven God King soldiers retreated one after another and returned to the hands of the Holy Lords.

At this moment, they felt that the pressure was increasing. They tried their best to barely resist a secret technique that Nangong Zhen made casually.

Nangong Zhen's fist is soaring to the sky, urging the mountains to break the mountains, showing its sharpness, and I am the only one. Dao patterns appear on the fist, and the supreme power is spread.

"Let's take action together and urge the imperial soldiers to block it!" The Holy Lord Yaoguang shouted.

A series of magic tricks were produced in his hand, and the divine power continued to pour into the dragon-patterned black golden tripod.

The Holy Lord of the Ji family and others entered the divine power into the imperial army.

The dragon-patterned black golden tripod just trembled slightly, and a series of profound and mysterious Taoist patterns spread out.

"boom!"

Block the supreme fist that Nangong Zhen was hit by.

"The imperial weapon is worthy of being an imperial weapon. I see how much divine power you can have to activate it." Nangong Zhen sighed lightly. With the imperial weapon, it was a powerful support. He became very enthusiastic about the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron in front of him for a moment.

"boom!"

One punch is used to overwhelm the world, and I am the only one.

"Dong!"

The Taoist patterns spread out like ripples, and the mountains, rivers and earth below the wasteland collapsed, like earth dragons turning over.

Even the Divine City was violently shocked and affected.

A monk with insufficient cultivation cannot even stand firmly, and his soul is trembling.

The shocking battle over the wasteland outside the Divine City was not something they could watch.

"No, the other party is too strong. If he doesn't beat us to death, we will be squeezed dry by the imperial cauldron first."

"Have he really made it to that point!"

"Impossible. No one has broken through that step in the East Wilderness for many years."

"But why is he so powerful?"

The Eight Great Sage Lords kept sending voices in secret.

Nangong Zhen's white hair is flying, with unparalleled momentum. At this moment, he is as majestic as a demon god, looking down at the eight saints.

"Come on, it's just not long before I break through. Let me try my own strength." Nangong Zhen took a step forward, with thousands of rays of light, and the divine light was like a pillar of heaven stirring up the wind and clouds.

"boom!"

The fist seal was like a mountain, hitting the dragon-patterned black golden tripod, and endless divine patterns spread out, lifting everyone away.

Nangong Zhen's figure flashed and appeared beside the Golden Holy Lord. He slapped his palm, and countless divine patterns flowed in his palm, which was extremely terrifying.

The Golden Holy Lord hurriedly urged the God King's soldiers to resist.

"Bang!"

The God King soldier from the Beiyuan Golden Family was instantly slapped by Nangong Zhen's palm, turning into light and rain, splashing everywhere, like fireworks blooming in the sky, colorful and colorful.

The Saint Lord Yaoguang directly carried the dragon-patterned black golden tripod and rushed towards Nangong Zhen, hoping to save the Saint Lord of the Golden.

Nangong Zhen flashed and dodged, avoiding this attack.

"Clang~"

A white bone clock was suppressed and exuded the pressure of the king's weapons. Unfortunately, the wrong person was suppressed. If the king persisted, Nangong Zhen would still respond cautiously.

Nangong Zhen's palm was crystal clear and flawless. He slapped the bone clock with his palm, and it suddenly split into pieces and exploded. The intertwined "Tao" and "Ru" inside were instantly erased and lost its charm.

The old antiques in the Divine City were so painful that they were powerful king weapons. They were slapped to pieces by a palm, which was a pity.

Nangong Zhen has great power and shows no mercy at all. Whether he can survive from his hands depends entirely on his life or not.

No matter what kind of head of the Holy Land family you dare to put your ideas on him, you have to bear his anger.

Countless monks in the divine city were stunned and surprised by Nangong Zhen's strength. The eight extremely terrifying holy masters joined forces and were completely at a disadvantage and could only join forces to defend.

"Why can't the imperial soldiers of Yaoguang Holy Land be revived?" This is the doubt of everyone in the Divine City.

"There are rumors that the imperial weapon is not owned by Yaoguang Holy Land. There has never been a Holy Land family of the Great Emperor, and there are no imperial weapons at all."

"And the Yaoguang Holy Land is the only holy land that has never had a great emperor but has imperial weapons."

People with good relationships in private are secretly passing on each other and talking about each other.

"So strong! Why is Senior Nangong so powerful?"

Nangong Zhen slapped the suppressed bone clock with a palm, and shattered a bronze phlegm with endless murderous intent between his fingers.

Between all the sparks and calcium carbides, Nangong Zhen broke three kingly magic weapons.

With a step, a figure flashed and appeared behind the Holy Lord of the Ji family. He punched it, and the Taoist patterns on the fist were lingering, like stars flashing, and the divine power was vast.

The Saint Lord of the Ji family reacted quickly, and a simple seal blocked the front.

"Bang!"

The ancient seal suddenly exploded and the terrifying power drove the Saint of the Ji family hundreds of feet away, shattered the body and blood flew everywhere.

At the same time, a hot stove hit Nangong Zhen's back, and the divine fire poured down like a Nine Heavens Fire Pool, submerging Nangong Zhen.

"Bang!"

Nangong Zhen slapped the fire clouds all over the sky with one palm, and walked out of the fire clouds all over the sky with a calm mind.

"How is it possible? There is no scar at all, and the corners of the clothes are not broken!"

All the Holy Lords were shocked and countless people were shocked to fall.

He took the attack of the king's divine weapon without any injury, which was shocked by heaven and earth. Such divine power shocked countless people.

"Everyone is working hard, and use the imperial weapon as the formation eye to set up a large formation to kill him!" The Lord of Yaoguang's eyes were blood red, and he vowed to suppress Nangong Zhen.

The eight saints took out heavy weapons and laid countless divine patterns, using the dragon-patterned black golden tripod as the array eye to communicate with each other, hoping to use the general trend of heaven and earth to suppress Nangong Zhen.

The array pattern formed a path map in the sky, blooming thousands of divine lights, penetrated through the world, spreading in circles, covering Nangong Zhen.
To be continued...