At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

Wang Zheng, the elder brother of the contemporary Holy Lord of Light, is a terrifying figure who has lived for more than three thousand years, and is a true living fossil.

How many people in the Eastern Wasteland today can live to be three thousand years old?

Such a character is simply a piece of living ancient history. He has written many legends of his own and has been sung by countless people. His strength is unfathomable.

Almost everyone present believed that it would be easy for such a living fossil-level figure to personally deal with a junior.

No matter how amazing this junior is, the outcome has already been determined and it will be difficult to defy fate.

Because this is common sense.

Many of the young and talented people present had a vague expectation that this powerful person of their generation who they looked up to would be killed on the spot.

They don't need such a stunning monster to live with them in the same life, always weighing on their heads like a big mountain.

As if responding to people's expectations, Wang Zheng took action.

He turned into a ghost, silently walking through the world of gold, across the vast ancient battlefield, and came to Pang Bo in an instant.

It was like the hell had opened its door in the world, with gloomy winds and a hazy air of death. Wang Zheng was like a ghost master descending into the world. He raised his skinny palm and pressed it forward with a slap.

"Well done!"

Pang Bo's eyes widened, he let out a ferocious smile, and opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, but he didn't even dodge.

Snapped!
Wang Zheng's understatement of the palm directly imprinted a black hole in the void. It was fixed there, as if it was about to turn into eternity, swallowing everything in the world.

boom!
The evil energy of Gengjin is surging like a tsunami, and the world of gold is completely boiling. The wild atmosphere is coming, bringing endless killing and turning into invisible sharp soldiers.

The golden light is bright and blazing, and all kinds of killing soldiers such as swords, spears, axes, swords, halberds, hooks and forks are flying in unison. They are invisible and insubstantial, but they trigger the power of law to come and attack together.

Infinite light burst out, just like several suns falling from the sky, crowded into the battle arena of life and death, and colliding with the all-devouring black hole.

Yang and Yin, light and darkness.

The extreme confrontation, the ultimate collision, invisibly created the Holy Power of the Sun and the Holy Power of the Taiyin, causing a great collapse in this place.

This is a duel between the two most fundamental forces in the universe. Although it only appears for a brief moment and then both collide and dissipate, it can destroy everything.

Hiss!

The space was torn apart like a piece of rag, and the extremely terrifying light and darkness flooded everything, forming a terrifying scene of great destruction on the life-and-death battlefield.

Even the many elders and powerful people present changed their colors. It was just the first blow, but the consequences were so horrifying that it could easily kill a powerful person.

The dark wind howled, and the ghostly energy was thick. Wang Zheng was like a ghost, walking through the void and rushing out of the land of destruction.

A wisp of shocking black blood spilled from the corner of the old man's mouth, Yaoguang, and he quickly backed away in embarrassment.

Boom!

The loud noise was heard only then, and the gorgeous golden light penetrated the sky and the earth.

This place is like returning to the ancient wilderness period, becoming vast and distant, with the power of the great law coming that is completely different from the current world.

The extraordinarily tall Pang Bo, with his black hair dancing wildly, looked like an ancient innate demon god standing on an ancient battlefield, looking arrogant in all directions.

Behind him, the totem of the ancestor of gold, Wu Pingshou, appeared. It was a huge figure with a human face and a tiger body, covered with golden scales, with two wings, a snake pierced in the left ear, and two dragons at its feet.

"How is this possible?! Fluctlight's living fossil is actually at a disadvantage!" "What a pervert! He looks like he is less than twenty years old, but he can actually overpower the living fossil!"

Everyone was extremely surprised and couldn't believe the result.

"Is that human being……"

The many talented people present were hit the hardest. Many of the younger generation monks were pale and their minds were shaky.

I have to say that it is their tragedy to live with such a monster!

Pang Bo was unyielding, and the shadowy figure standing tall behind him opened his mouth and sucked at Wang Zheng who was retreating, causing him to fly over involuntarily.

Like a glutton swallowing the sky, the essence of the ten directions and the essence of the sun and moon were absorbed in an instant. The ancestral wizard of Jin wanted to swallow Wang Zheng and the entire world in one gulp.

Yaoguang, the old man, couldn't help but change his expression. The other party was seeing that his flesh and blood were withered, and deceiving him that his life was short, directly damaging his vitality.

If he was swallowed into it, he would probably have his essence plundered, and his life and death would be consumed.

boom!
Wang Zheng swept away his lifeless appearance, and it was like a golden Holy Spirit descending into the world. His withered body burst into light, sweeping across the ancient battlefield and illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers.

He performed the supreme skill of the Shaking Light Holy Land - the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique!

At this moment, the old man Yaoguang was extremely powerful, his body was full of vitality, his blood was like the sea, and he could crush the sky with just a raise of his hands and feet.

He forcibly stabilized his figure, and the Holy Light of Hunyuan came down overwhelmingly, trying to drown Pang Bo.

"Roar!"

As the essence of the ten directions and the essence of the sun and moon were swallowed into the belly, the totem shadow of the ancestral wizard of Jin became more and more solid. Two dragons took off under his feet, and the dragons roared for nine days, as if the legendary Ling Shuzhen came from the myth. It's like walking out.

Boom...

The void collapsed and shattered, the sky and the earth were blurred, time and space seemed to disappear, and everything was closing in on Zu Wu Ping's open mouth, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The Hunyuan Holy Light Technique, which is said to be able to break all magic, cannot be sustained, and the wisps of Hunyuan Holy Light also disappeared into the mouth of the Ancestral Witch of Jin.

Wang Zheng roared loudly, and the divine flames around him spurted out like an ocean, as if he had regained his youthful vitality and raised his combat power to its peak.

He's going to start working hard.

The Holy Light of Hunyuan is like clouds and sea, flooding the boundless ancient battle platform, and every inch of space is filled with terrifying divine brilliance.

boom!
The endless holy light rushed out from the void and formed a simple golden cauldron with dense dragon patterns on it, anchoring the geomantic omen, water, and fire, and suppressing the great world!

This is an extremely terrifying sight. Wang Zheng practiced the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique to an unfathomable level, and actually evolved the form and part of the laws of the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, the ultimate imperial weapon.

In a daze, everyone present had the illusion that there was a trace of the ultimate divine power unique to the imperial soldiers.

"This... is too scary! He actually evolved the form and spirit of the black gold cauldron with the dragon pattern of the Jidao Emperor's weapon. Is this to borrow a ray of Jidao Qi?"

"He is truly a living stone figure!"

Many people present exclaimed and were shocked in their hearts. All saint-level figures were horrified. That ancient tripod exuded a suffocating power.

But I saw a sneer on the corner of Pang Bo's mouth, and he overlapped with Wu Pingshou, the ancestor of Jin behind him, and rushed forward on the twin dragons, raising his fist to blast the cauldron! (End of chapter)