Chapter 1819

When a page of gold paper is in the air, a gold font breaks away from the gold paper. If the sun is in the air, all the insects that rush into the holy land are pushed out. Most of the insects are directly crushed into fly ash by those terrible words in the process of being pushed out, just like the rolling wheels.

"Everyone, return to the Holy Land", a vast voice was sent out, swept by the king of Zerg to the real person of Zhangjiao, who didn't know where. At this time, he appeared again in the sky of the holy land, with a solemn face.

Needless to say, that page of gold paper must be made by him. It can block endless insects with one page of gold paper. We can see how divine this page of gold paper is! After the words on the gold paper pushed the insects out of the holy land, the words in the sky formed a scripture to protect the whole holy land below, and let the endless insects wash away without moving, just like an iron wall.

"Before Haotian Holy Land took charge of the pen broken by the king of Zerg, it was at least a treasure hidden in the nine heavens. Now this page of gold paper has appeared, with the level of supreme artifact. As a great religion that has passed on for many years, I really don't know what kind of details they have," Ye ran said to himself, looking at all this.

The leader of the sect said that no matter the disciples, the peak owners or the elders of Haotian holy land, they all returned to the Scriptures covering the whole Haotian holy land for the first time. Although the Zerg attack was not long ago, by this time, at least three layers of people in Haotian holy land will never come back.

The unit of the three-tier people who died in Haotian holy land should be calculated at least in tens of thousands. I don't know how many tens of thousands of people died outside. Each of these people is carefully cultivated. They can only grow up after many years of selection, cultivation, teaching of secret methods and practice. But now that they die without money, any people in Haotian Holy Land feel heavy in their heart.

"Did the supreme figure exhaust the Scriptures he wrote before he died? It's useless. It can't stop our Zerg army. Today, the holy land of the vast sky must be lost in the long history. "The Zerg king saw this situation and spoke again.

Every word of the Scriptures written by the supreme figures on their deathbed is filled with all the painstaking efforts of the supreme figures. It can be said that the gold inscription on this page is the incarnation of the supreme power. This problem is different from that of the supreme artifact. Once the power is exhausted, all the effects will be lost. That is to say, this kind of Scripture is a disposable consumable, Once used, it's gone!

If it wasn't for the moment of life and death of Haotian holy land, the real person of Zhangjiao would not have taken out this thing. After all, this kind of thing is too precious to use.

When the Zerg King finished speaking, only his three fingers stretched out. A purple light ball appeared in the palm of his hand. The fist size light ball, however, contained the atmosphere of destroying everything. It bloomed endlessly, making the whole world submerged in the purple light, and everything lost its color.

With a wave of the hand, the light ball is printed on the Scripture in the blink of an eye. It explodes. The space is twisted and open, and then it is broken. The power of terror is transmitted, and everything is turned into powder.

Such a terrible radiation of energy, centered on the holy land of the vast sky, is being smashed in all directions of the world, and even the aftershocks are spreading to the periphery of the kingdom of heaven. A corner of the Wanyao mountain range is destroyed, and a corner of the distant territory of the kingdom of Wu is also destroyed.

The strong at this level will collapse in every move. It's not that the world is too big, the territory is vast, and the surrounding forces are far apart. I'm afraid that if we don't guard against it, we can directly destroy a super power.

In fact, the same is true, because in the aftermath of this horror, I don't know how many small forces on the earth have been completely wiped out, and no one has been able to survive. They all died unconsciously.

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"Is this the most precious gold book left by the previous generation leader of the holy land of heaven? It turns out that the rumor is true, "Jiang Chuan said to himself, standing in the void, looking up at the golden paper on the sky.

It is recorded in the ancient books of Haotian holy land that the leader of the previous generation was a strong man of the highest level who had lived for 20000 years. He devoted all his life to calligraphy. Before he died, he did not leave any treasures of the highest level of artifact. However, he wrote a page of Golden Book with his whole life's hard work, which carried all the feelings of his life. After writing this page of Golden Book, the leader emerged, I didn't think it was true. This legendary Golden Book actually existed.

"Why? It's interesting, but I want to see how many times a piece of paper can resist it, "Rao Youzhi, the king of Zerg, said with interest. He stretched out a finger, and a purple light ball the size of a fist appeared on the tip of his finger, which contained the smell of destroying everything. He flicked his fingers, fell on the Scriptures again, and a series of terrorist explosions sounded again.

But it's not over yet. One by one, light balls appear on the fingertips of the Zerg kings, bombarding the Scriptures. The Scriptures tremble, and the huge words explode and shatter, filling the gap with the follow-up fonts.

But in this process, the golden paper over the vast holy land is gradually becoming dim, and I don't know how long it will last and it will be completely smashed.

In a series of terrible explosions, the incomparable land around Haotian holy land was destroyed, turned into powder, the mountains and rivers disappeared, and became an abyss, and Haotian holy land was like a huge floating island floating in the void, bearing constant impact.

"What can we do..." the holy land of the vast sky, almost out of the real person of Zhangjiao, all the people trembled in their hearts and said to themselves, looking at the real person of Zhangjiao subconsciously.

"It's not polite to come but not to go." at this time, the real person of Zhangjiao said in a deep voice. A white scroll appeared in his hand, and he waved it out. The scroll showed the coverage of the Scriptures and unfolded in the air.

This is a picture scroll that is no more than two meters long and one meter wide. When it is unfolded, there is no picture on it. Instead, there is only a brush of black ink, just like a brush drawn by a child's random graffiti.

This black stroke seems to be random graffiti, but it gives people a mysterious and incomparable feeling. If that stroke represents the only one in heaven, then the practitioners of Kendo can feel a terrible and extreme sword meaning.

"It's said that one hundred thousand years ago, there was a strong swordsman in Haotian holy land who thought that he was the best swordsman in the world. He only repaired one sword at a time, and finally calmed down. This sword broke through the seventh mirror of kendo, holding the sword all over the world, and there was no defeat. Later, he felt that Kendo had reached the acme. He turned to seal the sword and hold the pen, and integrated Kendo into the brush, but never made a move again, It's rare that this is the life-long Kendo left by any elder? Looking at the picture, Jiang Chuan murmured to himself.

As one of the elders of Haotian holy land, Jiang Chuan still knows many secrets of Haotian holy land. As a holy land that has been handed down for thousands of years, there are too many powerful people who have been in the world. They have left some things to their descendants more or less. Although some of them have been consumed in history, some of them have always been handed down, This is the inside information of a great religion, and also the reason why they can stand up in the big world.

The seemingly ordinary picture unfolded in the air. The black ink on it trembled and finally flew out of the picture. It was a dark sword, which was no more than one meter long. It had no hilt, only a blade.

The sword is like the only one between heaven and earth. It's trembling and rushing straight to the king of Zerg. The sword passes through the void, but it can't even tear the void. It's just like the sword in the hands of someone who has just entered the kendo. It's very strange!

When facing the black sword, the Zerg King frowned slightly and felt the threat. He stretched out a finger, and the light on his fingertip was flashing. Finally, it condensed into a sharp point the size of a grain of rice on his fingertip, so he pointed out to the black sword.

His fingertips and sword tips meet. Time seems to freeze at this moment. Then the void is twisted and collapses to the point where they meet. Then it smashes. In the hissing voice, one of the hands of the Zerg king is completely smashed, and the black long sword without handle is smashed.

The smashed sword turned into endless black sword spirit, sweeping all over the place. The sound of hissing swept out. Countless insects behind the king of Zerg turned into powder fragments, and almost 80% of them were killed by this sword!

When everything calms down, there are many lines between heaven and earth, but they can't be healed. Those cracks are caused by the sword Qi of the long sword. The sword Qi left behind makes the rules of heaven and earth unable to heal the torn void!

Hiss... This kind of scene makes all the people who see this scene take a breath. This kind of level of confrontation is beyond their imagination. People who are not at that level may not survive for a second in such a scene.

"Can't this work?"? The real person of Zhangjiao said to himself in a deep voice. He didn't expect that the king of Zerg was so powerful that he couldn't even kill a sword left by his predecessors. He just smashed an arm. It didn't hurt him at all!

"Very well, you successfully angered me. Originally, you wanted to kill you and let your descendants become my Zerg slaves, but now all of them are going to die, not only they are going to die, but also the whole earth's human beings are going to be buried with them," the Zerg king said coldly. Between the words, the smashed palm grew out visible to the naked eye, and soon it was intact!

"It's almost enough. It's rare that you really want to stir up all forces to wipe you out"? At this time, a voice of displeasure sounded, which seemed very abrupt.

I don't know when, a man in a blue robe appeared outside Haotian holy land, and looked at the king of Zerg with an unhappy face.

"Oh, who are you?"? The Zerg king looked at the man who suddenly appeared and asked with disdain.

At this time, the master of Haotian holy land spoke. He sighed: "brother Qingyu, you can go. This is my business of Haotian holy land. You don't need to join in!"!

"Qingyu? It turns out that he is the strongest one in the ten thousand demon mountains, Qingyu. "When the real person in charge of Haotian holy land said each other's name, almost everyone said to himself.

Qingyu, the strongest one in the center of Wanyao mountain range, is a legendary strong one. It is said that he was just the most common Qingyu eagle, but he made great progress all the way. He killed a supreme road all the way through blood and war. Countless special blood aliens died under his fierce claws, and countless talented demons died in his hands, which established his invincible reputation, Of course, these are legends. After countless years, no one knows if they are true.

"Another one to die. Just now I felt your breath. It's the existence in the mountains. Don't worry. After I solve the holy land of the vast sky, it's your turn to be the next one. All the creatures here will be destroyed." the king of Zerg looked at Qingyu and said with disdain.

"I'm not ashamed," Qingyu said coldly with his eyebrows erect. He pointed like a knife and cut it off. Originally, he was far away from the king of Zerg, but when he cut off his hand, it had already appeared in front of the king of Zerg, and the palm of his hand was cut to the king's head like a knife.

"Looking for death", the king of Zerg coldly spit out two words, one punch, will Qingyu hit fly, the sky collapse, but he just a slight step back!

In the distant void, Qingyu's figure shows up. He looks at his palm strangely, and his eyes are full of horror. He shakes with his opponent, and his palm is completely broken. How can it be?

You know, in Qingyu's career, injury is a common thing. After all, he killed all the way. However, since he reached the top, he has never been defeated again. This kind of strong man who broke his hand in one fight has never been met. How can he not be surprised?

"How can this Zerg king be so strong? And he was ordered to come here according to his previous tone. So what kind of person can command his subordinates?"? This problem once again appeared in everyone's mind. It seemed that there was a terrible net covering people's mind. It also seemed that there was a person with extreme terror behind him who was controlling the world. What would that person do?

"The next one is you", the insect King dropped such a sentence, no longer see the feather, but look at the vast holy land, a foot in the air, straight rushed past, a punch, the sky collapsed.

The vast scriptures protect the holy land of the vast sky, but with the blow of the Zerg king, all the words burst to pieces, which could not resist his blow. Finally, the gold paper above the holy land of the vast sky was smashed!