3342: C3342 On the Eve of the Final Battle

C3342 On the Eve of the Final Battle

Kneel!

His voice was gentle, but it sounded like the might of the heavens were irresistible.

Dragon City roared again and again, wanting to resist, but heaven's might was unpredictable. No matter how vast the sea of Dragon City Will s, in front of the heavenly dao, they were nothing more than ants, their legs trembled, their bones cracked, they persevered, they were furious, but to no avail.

When both his knees touched the ground, Dragon City's mind went blank.

The storm created by the clash of the fist and Dragon City's sword caused Tao Chengxi to fall out of the villa and into the wilting flowers. At this moment, he got up awkwardly and looked towards the villa hall.

The great master had actually knelt down.

Tao Chengxi muttered, "Impossible, it must be a dream."

Yang Ping stood with his hands behind his back like a god descending to the mortal world. He stared at the kneeling Dragon City and did not utter a single word. However, it was precisely this contempt that caused the Dragon City to feel as if its heart was on fire.

How could he be so powerful?

Dragon City felt bitter in his heart. All his arrogance and confidence vanished in the instant he knelt down.

"Submit to me, or perish. Choose on your own."

Yang Ping's expression was calm, as if he had done something insignificant. His gaze passed the Dragon City and looked towards the sky. His enemy was not the Dragon City, but a place even higher than the sky. That was where his imaginary enemy was.

If he couldn't even subdue the Dragon City, how would he be able to fight against Dao Zun?

The Dao of Invincibility was fearless.

Dragon City knelt down, but its eyes were venomous and it had no intention of submitting. It gritted its teeth and said, "Just you wait. When I return, you will die." His body shook and turned into smoke, disappearing into the void.

He committed suicide.

The Dragon City Will had returned to the Primal Chaos and it was unknown how long it would take for it to reappear, but he would rather commit suicide than submit to Yang Ping. However, once the Dragon City Will was reformed, the martial arts world would be even more terrifying than it was right now. At that time, the storm was full of killing intent.

Tao Chengxi looked at Yang Ping blankly.

Yang Ping walked out of the villa and disappeared into the dark night without even looking at Tao Chengxi. The purpose of his appearance was to solve the problem. Dragon City's avatar would always be unstable, so it would be better to take advantage of the situation to get rid of it before the decisive battle.

After taking care of the Dragon City Will's body, Yang Ping's body started glowing with a faint golden light, and an invincible conviction started to ripen, filling up his entire body, his meridians, his internal organs, and even his Spiritual World.

In this moment, the invincible Dao had matured.

Just when Yang Ping had completed his path of invincibility, a seemingly invisible wind blew into the sky and lit up a star in the depths of the boundless starry sky.

All cultivators who entered the Dao Realm were able to sense that this was an extraordinary night.

After the Golden Age, there was finally someone who could draw the stars and achieve invincibility, making all the Heavens submit and worship. He walked on a different path, different from anyone else. If other evildoers such as Demon Sect Leader walked down a wide road when he was young, reached the pinnacle on the Ancient Martial Arts and Holy Maiden whose Cihang Quiet Building was at the highest level, then Liu Tie's road would be even further ahead.

They are two parallel lines, but they have high points.

He was so tall that it was impossible to see the future clearly. The top masters of the world couldn't help but be moved when they felt a path appear in the starry sky.

At the European Vatican, in the grand hall of a Western Divine Sect, a white-haired old man held a Divine Staff that symbolized the ultimate power of the sect. His deep eyes revealed a benevolent look, and he saw a large number of worshippers kneeling on the ground.

The old man looked through the skylight into the starry sky and said, "God said that there is light, and light appeared between the heaven and earth. The divine edict once said that the devil came from the east. It seems that he has already been born."

"God, give the lowly mortals their instructions."

The old man prayed in a pious tone, the echoes echoing in the palace for a long time.

"Kill!"

A dignified voice fell from the sky and filled with killing intent. The old man bowed: "Almighty God, we are your servants. We will complete your orders."

The drooping old man walked out of the palace, and the moment he appeared at the door, he straightened his body, and his aura immediately erupted. Like a god, countless worshippers at the door worshiped him, and excitedly called out for their Almighty God.

The old man extended his scepter, and the worshippers became even more frenzied.

He was the Pope, one of the most powerful figures in the world.

He wanted to kill the devil, the devil from the east.

India.

In the mysterious hall, there were countless king snakes crawling all around. As they spat out their tongues, the temple was filled with a strange and sinister aura.

An old woman was squatting on the ground, shaking the turtle shell in her hand.

As the turtle shell fell to the ground, the old woman's wrinkled face looked like countless snakes crawling up her face. But when she saw the omen of the turtle shell being thrown out, she screamed, "A god or demon has appeared!"

In many corners of the world, such as the bustling imperial city, or the mysterious palaces, or the hidden forests, they were all shocked when they felt the changes in the stars in the sky.

Fiendgods had appeared.

The world was shocked.

This was an unprecedented omen, and it also attracted the strongest hostility in the world.

Eastern's reaction was relatively mild.

Peach Blossom Island.

Wu Tie was sitting cross-legged under a peach tree as he cultivated. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared into the depths of the starry sky. He said seriously, "Dao Zun has an enemy."

The teacher slowly approached with the wine jug in his hand. Step by step, he walked under the peach tree and said with a smile, "Interesting."

"Teacher, you're right. I thought Yang Ping would definitely not be a match for Dao Zun, but now it seems that this battle is going to be the most thrilling battle in the past twenty years. I want to go and watch it."

The teacher said, "It's worth a look."

Yun Chen didn't know where.

Building Master stood in the pavilion listening to the rain for one day and one night, lost in his distant memories. When the Heaven Destroyer Lonely Star was lit up in the depths of the starry sky, he calmly looked in the direction of Dragon City.

"The depth of the clouds does not know where it is, but it is within this mountain."

Building Master said softly.

The Sacred Mountain of the Heavenly Court.

An old man who was leaning on a walking stick looked towards the Dragon City and said with a smile, "A fierce battle between dragons and tigers is something that only happens once in twenty years. It seems like this old bone of mine will need some exercise."

"Spear."

The old man stretched out his left hand and clenched it, causing the divine mountain to tremble as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was collapsing. A peerless divine spear appeared from the ground and he held it in his hand.

Not long after, a black-haired, crimson-eyed young man stood at the peak of the mountain. He held a Divine Instrument in his hand.

There were reactions all over the world.

Only the Mountain Meng was quiet.1

at the peak of the Mountain Meng.

Dao Zun had entered a realm where he could only dream, not caring about what was happening outside. Regardless of whether the sky was falling or the earth crumbling, he was still immersed in the deep comprehension of the Dao.

Divine light of the Dao of Heaven gushed out from his body.

It was like an immortal had descended.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he closed them.

Three days had passed.

The battle had begun.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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