Prehistoric: The fake Emperor of Heaven was fired by the Queen Mother of Yaochi

"bring it on!"

Zhang Bairen's eyes were like lightning, the thunder in his palms was shining, and layers of divine rings were rising and falling behind his head.

Just in time to test the two great magical powers he had just learned.

"Thunder transforms the three thousand realms!"

Zhang Boren made thousands of seals with his hands, and thunder exploded in the void.

In an instant, the void shattered, and the void surged.

The distance between Zhang Boren and Tongtian Cult Master stretched infinitely, and thunder worlds were generated between the two.

Only See countless thunder dragons, thunder dragons and thunder phoenixes traveling through small worlds

"Thunder, creation, space, vitality, what a great skill, junior brother!"

The Master of Tongtian Cult was delighted to see the hunting heart. He focused on the Law of Thunder and incorporated the power of multiple laws.

Although the evolution of three thousand small worlds are all illusions, this magical power still has enough potential to be explored.

If it can be transformed from illusion into reality, The power will be earth-shattering.

However, it is extremely difficult to open up the small world of Three Thousand Thunders. The two saints of the Western Sect have been busy for nearly a million years, but they can only open up a prototype of the whirling world.

Because opening up the world is not only It requires the support of a strong foundation of cultivation.

It also needs a huge amount of resources to fill it in, so that the Western Sect can truly complete the opening up of the Whirlpool World.

It can only be completed after becoming a god and plundering most of the Jie Sect's heritage.

"Junior brother, be careful, I'm taking action for my brother!"

Tongtian Cult Master warned again, and he swung down the Qingping Sword in his hand without hesitation.

There was no bright light, and no earth-shattering movement.

Only a green lotus leaf floated out, flying towards Zhang Bairen seemingly slowly but really quickly..

Under the green lotus leaves, small thunder worlds quickly collapsed. The thunder dragon's wail turned into lightning and scattered, and the thunder phoenix flapped its wings, still unable to escape and dissipate.

At the same time, the gazes and thoughts above the East China Sea were also shattered.

"Humph, this third child is still so mysterious!"

A cold snort sounded in the void. Since the fall of the Demon Clan Donghuang.

In millions of years, the first saint has challenged the saint.

Especially when Zhang Bairen, a Taoist boy with a profound background, is involved, the saint will naturally pay attention.

But who You know, when Tongtian Cult Leader took action, it directly disrupted the secrets of the East China Sea.

Even the saint’s divine thoughts cannot easily break through that layer of protection.

It’s not that it’s impossible, but once it breaks through, it will be tantamount to provoking Tongtian Cult Leader.

By then, Tongtian He would definitely use this as an excuse to come and have a fight.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't want to cause any accidents, so he naturally didn't want to confront Tongtian before the catastrophe.

Otherwise, the unconvinced leader of Tongtian would stare at him with all his strength..

Then how can he implement the plan of using Jiejiao disciples to eliminate the tribulation energy for his disciples?

Seeing the Thunder Transformation Three Thousand Realms, under the sword of the Tongtian Cult Master, there is no resistance at all.

Zhang Boren is not surprised at all, if the saint can even do this He has no ability at all.

He has long pushed back the ancient times, ascended to the Supreme Emperor of Heaven, and commanded the three realms.

"Nothing is cut, nothing is cut!"

Zhang Bairen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, sword light burst out from his sharp eyes.

The pure and extremely pure sword intention pierced the space in front of him into two small black holes.

Zhang Bairen pulled out the Emperor's Sword surrounded by nine dragons around his waist. , swung a sword energy towards the green lotus leaf.

It was an extremely pure sword intention, exuding the aura of cutting everything. Any material placed in front of this sword energy would only end up being cut off.

Ding!

There was a sound. A soft sound came out. This was the first time that Tongtian Cult Leader's sword encountered obstacles.

I saw the green lotus leaf and the pure sword energy clashing, and the space in all directions collapsed instantly.

Before the turbulent flow of the void rushed out, it was wiped out by the aftermath. It dispersed and turned into nothingness.

However, in the end, Zhang Bairen’s pure sword energy was still unable to stop the power of Tongtian Cult Leader’s sword.

The dim green lotus leaf floated towards Zhang Bairen again

"Well done, the three yuan will return to one!"

Zhang Bairen's eyes were introverted, and the essence and energy in his body gathered rapidly. A supreme golden energy emerged after Zhang Bairen's essence and energy gathered together.

Zhang Bairen clenched his fists with both hands and struck out at the same time.

Both fists and green lotus leaves The collision shattered the laws and destroyed the order.

A powerful aftermath spread out, and the entire East China Sea trembled. The heaven and earth were turbulent

, with the sky shaking and the earth shaking every day, down to the Nine Netherworld and the Eighteenth Level Hell, with ghosts crying and gods howling.

In the disbelieving eyes of the Tongtian Cult Leader, the green lotus leaf was broken into pieces by both fists.

"Wow!"

Zhang Bairen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

The Tongtian leader's complexion changed, his body moved, and he quickly supported Zhang Bairen.

The moment he touched Zhang Bairen, the Tongtian leader almost threw Zhang Bairen into the East China Sea where the mud on the seabed was exposed.

"Junior brother, you"

"Hush, senior brother, not every saint wants to be as broad-minded as you.

An emperor who can rival a saint is not what they want to see!"

Zhang Boren put his index finger to his mouth to signal Master Tongtian to stop talking, and then he fell down again, his face full of weakness.

"Ahem, senior brother has such a strong sword energy, junior brother is willing to worship.. Ahem, downwind!"

‘It's a favor for you! '

Tongtian Cult Master heard these words in his ears and fell silent immediately.

There is no way, the debt of gratitude is the hardest to repay, Zhang Boren gave too much!

Later, the Tongtian leader dragged Zhang Boren back to Jin'ao Island on a cloud bed.

Duobao, Jin Ling, Wudang and other disciples all looked at Zhang Boren with admiration.

"Congratulations, uncle, for receiving the sword from the saint!"