A page of gold paper is in the sky, and a golden font escapes from the gold paper, like the scorching sun, expelling all the insects that rushed into the Holy Land of Haotian. Most of the insects were directly crushed into ashes by those terrifying words, like rolling wheels crushing the insects. ※,w≈ww.23＠wx.co≌m

"Everyone, retreat to the holy land." A vast voice was passed out, and the head master who was swept away by the Zerg king's tail and flew to somewhere. At this time, he appeared again above the Haotian Holy Land, with a serious face.

Needless to say, that page of gold paper must have been made by him, which can block endless insects with one page of gold paper. It can be seen how magical this page of gold paper is! After the font soaring out of the golden paper squeezes the insects out of the Holy Land of Haotian, the font is in the air, forming a scripture to protect the entire Holy Land of Haotian, and let the endless insects wash it away, as if it is a copper wall.

"Before, Haotian Holy Land controlled the pen that was broken by the Zerg King. It was at least a treasure of the Ninth Heaven of the God's Secret Heaven. Now this page of gold paper appears again, possessing the power of the supreme artifact. As a sect that has been passed down for many years, I really don't know what kind of background they have," Ye Ran looked at all and said to himself.

The headmaster said that, whether it was a disciple, a peak master or an elder, all returned to the scriptures covering the entire Haotian Holy Land as soon as possible. Although the Zergs attacked for a short time, by this time, at least three levels of Haotian Holy Land would never come back.

The three-level people who died in Haotian Holy Land have to be calculated in at least ten thousand. I don’t know how many ten thousand people died outside. Each of these people is carefully cultivated, experienced selection, training, teaching secret techniques, and practicing. It takes many years to grow up. But now people who die without money now feel that their hearts are heavy.

"Did the supreme character exhaust his cultivation before his death? It's useless. It can't stop my Zerg army. Today, the Holy Land of Haotian will definitely be destroyed in the long river of history." The Zerg king spoke again when he saw this situation.

In the scriptures written by the Supreme Character before dying, every word is filled with all the hard work of the Supreme Level characters. It can be said that this page of bronze inscription is the incarnation of the Supreme Level strong man. This problem is different from the Supreme Artifact. It uses paper as a carrier. Once the power is exhausted, all the effects will be lost, which is why. This supreme scripture is a disposable consumable and will be gone after it is used once!

If the Haotian Holy Land had not really reached the moment of life and death, the real person in the head would not have taken out this thing. After all, this kind of thing is too precious and will be gone if used.

After the Zerg king finished speaking, only three fingers stretched out his hands, and a purple light ball appeared in his palm, a fist-sized light ball contained this aura that destroyed everything and burst into endless light. The whole world was submerged in the purple light, and everything had lost its color.

With a wave of his hand, the light ball was printed on the scriptures in the blink of an eye, and exploded with a bang. The space was twisted and opened layer by layer, and then shattered. The terrifying power was transmitted, and everything was turned into powder wherever it passed.

Such terrifying energy radiation, centered on the Holy Land of the Great Heaven, is shattering all directions of the world, and even the aftermath is transmitted endlessly and far away, it affects the periphery of the Kingdom of Heaven. A corner of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains is destroyed, and a corner of the distant territory of the Kingdom of Wu is also destroyed.

The powerful man at this level will destroy every move. However, the world is too big, with vast territory and far away from surrounding forces. In this unprepared situation, he may be able to directly destroy a super force.

This is the case, because of this terrifying aftermath, small forces within countless ranges on the earth were completely erased, and no one could escape the disaster, and they all died unknowingly.

Boom boom boom... After being attacked by the Zerg king, the scriptures sounded a series of explosions, and the magnificent words were shattered one by one, but in the middle, the fonts were freed up on the golden paper to fill in the loopholes, so that the entire Haotian Holy Land was not destroyed, but even so, it made everyone inside pale.

"Is this rare golden book left by the head of my previous generation of Haotian Holy Land? It turns out that the rumors are true." Jiang Chuan stood in the void, looked up at the golden paper in the sky and murmured to himself.

It is recorded in the classics of the Holy Land of Haotian that the previous generation was a powerful supreme level who had lived for 20,000 years. He was obsessed with calligraphy all his life. He did not leave any treasures at the supreme artifact level before his death. However, he used his life's hard work to write a page of golden book, carrying all his life's insights. After writing this page of golden book, the leader became a feather. He never thought that this was true. This legendary golden book actually existed.

"Huh? It's interesting, but I want to see how many times a piece of paper can withstand it," the Zerg king said with great interest, stretching out a finger, and a purple light ball the size of a fist appeared at the fingertips, containing the aura of destruction. It blinked out and landed on the scriptures again, and a series of terrifying explosions sounded again.

But this is not over yet. One ball of light appeared after another at the fingertips of the Zerg king, constantly bombarding the scriptures. The scriptures trembled, and the grand text exploded and shattered, filling the gap with subsequent fonts.

But in this process, the golden paper above the Haotian Holy Land gradually became dim, and I don’t know how long it could last for it to be completely shattered.

In a series of terrifying explosions, the extremely large land around Haotian Holy Land was destroyed and turned into powder, the mountains, rivers and land disappeared, becoming an abyss, and Haotian Holy Land was like a huge floating island floating in the void, enduring constant impact.

"What should I do..." Haotian Holy Land almost came out of the head sect's real person, and everyone was trembling in their hearts and looked at the head sect's real person subconsciously.

"It is not polite to come but not go," at this time, the head teacher said in a deep voice, and a white scroll appeared in his hand, and he waved it out. The scroll showed the coverage of the scriptures and spread out in the air.

This is a scroll that is only two meters long and one meter wide. After it is unfolded, there is no picture on it, but only a thick black ink, just like a stroke drawn by a child's random graffiti.

This black stroke seems to be randomly graffiti, but gives people a mysterious feeling, as if that stroke represents the only stroke in the heavens. That stroke, those who practice swordsmanship can feel a terrifying sword intent from it.

"In legend, a powerful sword cultivator who thought he was marching over the world appeared 100,000 years ago. He only practiced one sword with a sound, and finally calmed down this sword broke through the seventh mirror of the sword. He held the sword in the world without losing. Later, he felt that the sword had reached its peak, and turned to seal the sword and held the pen, integrating the sword into the pen, but never took action. Is this rare that this is the lifelong sword left by any senior?" Looking at the scroll, Jiang Chuan murmured to himself.

As one of the elders of the Haotian Holy Land, Jiang Chuan still knows many secrets of the Haotian Holy Land. As a holy land that has been passed down for countless tens of thousands of years, there have been too many powerful people who have passed down in history. They have left some things for their descendants to a greater or lesser extent. Although some have been consumed in history, some have always been passed down. This is the foundation of a supreme sect. It is also the reason why they can stand tall in the world.

The seemingly ordinary scroll unfolded in the air, and the thick black ink on it trembled. Finally, it flew out of the scroll, but it was a pitch-black sword, which was only one meter long, without a hilt, only a sword tip.

The long sword was in the air, as if it was the only one between heaven and earth. It rushed straight towards the Zerg king while trembling. The long sword streaked through the void, but it could not even tear the void, as if it was a long sword in the hands of a person who had just entered the sword path, it was extremely strange!

When facing this black long sword, the Zerg king frowned slightly, and felt the threat. He stretched out a finger, and the light on his fingertips was flashing, and finally condensed into a sharp edge the size of a grain of rice at his fingertips, and then pointed out towards the black long sword.

His fingertips and the sword tips were connected. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Then the void twisted and collapsed infinitely towards the point that was connected, and then it shattered with a bang. In the hissing sound, one of the Zerg king's palms was completely shattered, and the black handleless sword was also shattered.

The shattered sword turned into endless black sword energy and swept across the world. It swept out with a hissing sound. Countless insects behind the Zerg King turned into powder fragments, and almost eighty percent of the insects were killed by this sword!

When everything calmed down, the heaven and earth appeared and could not heal. Those cracks were caused by the long sword sword energy. The remaining sword energy made the rules of heaven and earth unable to heal the torn void!

Hiss..., this scene made everyone who saw this scene breathe a breath of air. This level of confrontation surpassed their imagination. If someone who was not at that level was, he would probably not be able to survive in such a scene.

"Isn't this possible?" The head sect real man said in a deep voice, never expecting that the Zerg king was so powerful that he could not even kill a sword intent left by his predecessor. He just smashed an arm, which was completely harmless to the other party!

"Very good, you successfully angered me. You originally wanted to kill you and let these younger generations become my Zerg slaves, but now they are all going to die. Not only are they going to die, but even the humans on the entire earth must be buried with you," the Zerg king said coldly. While speaking, the shattered palm grew visible to the naked eye and was intact soon!

"It's almost done. Is it rare that you really want to provoke all forces to wipe out you?" At this moment, an unhappy voice sounded, which seemed extremely abrupt.

At some point, a man in a green robe appeared outside the Haotian Holy Land, looking at the Zerg King with an unhappy look on his face.

"Ha, who are you?" The Zerg King looked at the man who suddenly appeared and asked disdainfully.

At this moment, the head of Haotian Holy Land spoke, and he sighed: "Brother Qingyu, go, this is my Haotian Holy Land's business, you don't need to join in"!

"Qingyu? It turns out that he is Qingyu, the strongest man in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains." When the real person of the head of Haotian Holy Land said the other party's name, almost everyone said to himself in his heart.

Qingyu, the strongest man in the center of the Wan Yao Mountains, is a legendary strong man. It is rumored that he was just the most ordinary Qingyu eagle, but he has made rapid progress, fighting blood and fighting out a supreme road. Countless alien races with special bloodlines died under his ruthless claws, and countless genius monsters died in his hands, laying his invincible reputation. Of course, these are all legends. Countless years have passed, and no one knows whether it is true.

"Another one who died, I felt your breath just now. It's the existence in that mountain range. Don't worry, after I deal with the Haotian Holy Land, it's your turn next. All living beings on this earth will be destroyed," the Zerg king looked at Qingyu and said disdainfully.

"Saying shameless", Qingyu said coldly with his eyebrows raised, and pointed like a knife, and slashed it down with one knife. Originally, he was very far apart from the Zerg King, but when he slashed his hand, he had already appeared in front of the Zerg King, and his palm slashed towards the Zerg King's head like a knife.

"Looking for death", the Zerg King coldly spit out two words, punched Qingyu away, and the sky collapsed, but he just took a slight step back!

In the distant void, Qing Yu's figure appeared, looking at his palm incredibly, his eyes were full of horror. He was struck by the other party and his palm was completely broken. How could this be possible?

You know, it is common to be injured in Qingyu's career. After all, he has fought all the way. However, since he reached the peak of the supreme, he has never been defeated again. He has never encountered such a strong man who broke his palm in one fight. How could he not surprise him?

"How could this Zerg King be so strong? And after his previous tone, he was ordered to come here. So who is the person who can order his subordinates like him?" This question once again appeared in everyone's hearts. It seemed as if a terrifying net was shrouded in people's hearts, and it seemed that he saw the extremely terrifying person behind him who was controlling the general trend of the world. What was that person doing?

"The next one is you." The King of Warcraft left a sentence and no longer saw Yu clearly. Instead, he looked at the Holy Land of Haotian, stepped on the air, rushed straight, and punched out, and the sky collapsed.
Chapter completed!