Chapter 2138
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“Ah…”
The Primordial Saint Sovereign let out a shrill cry and hurriedly circulated his power, trying to restore his fists.
Unexpectedly, in the sword qi formed by the wine, there was a mysterious force, causing him to do his best but still unable to grow new fists.
“How is it possible！”
“Could it be that that old bastard poisoned me？”
The Desolate Ancient Saint Lord let out a furious roar： “Son of a bitch！”
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable said with a smile： “You can call me a turtle, but why add an egg behind it？”
“The Heaven and Earth Overbearing Fist is at least a peerless skill of the Desolate Ancient Holy Land. Why can’t it exert the slightest power in your hands？”
“Compared to the predecessors of the Desolate Ancient Holy Land, you are really weak.”
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable taunted ed mercilessly.
“Go to hell！”
The Desolate Ancient Saint Lord let out an angry roar. Immediately, the golden figure behind him punched out, as if it was a huge celestial god, with terrifying power.
It was also the Heaven and Earth Overbearing Fist！
This fist was extremely terrifying, like a galaxy bursting its banks or a huge ax splitting a mountain.
It was very overbearing！
Moreover, it was filled with unparalleled power, as if nothing could stop it. Even if a god came, it would be blown to pieces.
In front of this huge golden figure, the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable was like an ant, extremely weak.
The killing intent was monstrous.
However, in the face of such a powerful attack, the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable’s expression was calm, and he picked up the wine gourd and took another sip.
Only when the fist of the golden figure was about to fall did the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable imitate before and spray out another mouthful of wine from his mouth.
In an instant, the wine turned into a piece of sword qi.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh——”
Ten thousand swords shot out simultaneously.
Immediately, that huge golden figure was riddled with holes by the sword qi and collapsed with a boom in less than two seconds.
“What？”
The expression of the Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler changed drastically. Before he could even retreat, the palm of Ziyang Tianzun had descended from the sky.
“Pa！”
The Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler was slapped and fell to the ground.
Immediately after, the sound of “click” rang out. The bones of the Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler’s whole body were shattered, and his body turned into minced meat.
Only the primordial spirit was still alive.
Ziyang Tianzun stretched out his right hand and, like an eagle catching a chicken, lifted the primordial spirit of the Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler in his hand.
The eyes of the primordial spirit of the Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler were undivine, his expression was dull and he kept saying in his mouth: “How is it possible?”
“I am the Desolate Ancient Saint Body, with an extremely strong physical body. How could I not even be able to block a single slap?
“What exactly is going on？”
Not only him, but even Wuji Tianzun and the other three were also extremely shocked, and their expressions were more solemn than ever before.
The Desolate Ancient Saint Body is invincible in close combat and has an extremely strong physical body.
They originally thought that the Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler could hold Ziyang Tianzun back for a while, but who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the Desolate Ancient Saint Ruler would be beaten until only his primordial spirit was left.
Moreover, at this time, the primordial spirit was still caught in the hands of Ziyang Tianzun.
They are simply not opponents at the same level.
”How could that old geezer be so strong？” said the Taichu Saint Lord with lingering fear.
He had just been about to make a move, but who would have thought that the Primordial Saint Lord’s physical body had already been destroyed.
He couldn’t help but feel fortunate that he hadn’t rushed over first, otherwise, the fate of the Primordial Saint Lord would have been his.
Xiao Zhonglou also felt shocked and said, “Is the Peerless Saint King really this terrifying？”
The Wuji Tianzun remained silent and said nothing.
On the other side.
The Ziyang Tianzun looked at the Primordial Saint Lord who was caught in his hand and said disdainfully, “Now do you understand that challenging me is like an ant trying to shake a tree.”
”I didn’t kill you all before, that was to give you a chance.”
”Who told you not to know how to appreciate it.”
”Do you regret it now？”
The Primordial Saint Lord came back to his senses and asked in fear, “Is this the means of a Peerless Saint King？”
”Peerless Saint King？” The Ziyang Tianzun said with a smile, “When did I ever admit that I am a Peerless Saint King.”
“Isn’t it…” Before the Primordial Saint Lord could finish speaking, his face had already become frightened.
The Wuji Tianzun and the others also heard the words of the Ziyang Tianzun, and the feeling of unease in their hearts became even stronger.
Xiao Zhonglou shouted, “Old geezer, what realm are you exactly？”
The Ziyang Tianzun asked in return, “What do you think?”
Not a Peerless Saint King, could it be…
Xiao Chonglou and Wuji Tianzun exchanged glances, and they both saw horror in each other’s eyes.
At this time, Ziyang Tianzun laughed and said, “Now that things have come to this, I won’t pretend anymore. Let me tell you, I am actually a quasi-emperor！”
Boom！
Ziyang Tianzun’s words were like a bolt from the blue, making Wuji Tianzun and the others stand there dumbfounded.
”No, this is impossible！”
”There has been no quasi-emperor powerhouse in the Eastern Wilderness for many years！”
”If someone breaks through to the quasi-emperor, there will definitely be an earth-shattering movement. Why have we never known about it？”
”That old immortal must be lying！”
Rumble！
Just at this time, a majestic imperial might was released from Ziyang Tianzun’s body and instantly swept across the entire Eastern Wilderness.
Plop plop…
Suddenly, all the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect prostrated themselves on the ground and simply couldn’t withstand this coercion.
Even Yunshan and the others knelt down.
Only Ye Qiu stood. When he felt the imperial might, the golden coffin hidden in his eyes vibrated slightly and blocked Wuji Tianzun’s coercion.
”I didn’t expect that Grandmaster is actually a quasi-emperor. Great, who dares to touch me in the future？”
Ye Qiu’s smile was so wide that his mouth was crooked.
As for Wuji Tianzun and the others, their backs bent, their faces turned pale, and their bodies trembled.
You should know that Ziyang Tianzun only released his aura and didn’t target them. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be in this situation.
Besides the people on the scene, there were also cultivators from all over the Eastern Wilderness. They all looked up in the direction of Qingyun Sword Sect and felt a terrifying pressure, and their hearts were restless.
Although they didn’t know what exactly happened, they knew that something earth-shattering must have happened.
“Do you believe it now？”
Ziyang Tianzun said with a smile.
The whole place was silent.
The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect were already so shocked that they couldn’t speak, but everyone’s face was full of excitement and their eyes showed worship.
They knew that this battle had no suspense at all.
When a quasi-emperor takes action, unless another great emperor powerhouse appears in the world, no one can stop it！
“Sure enough, the Supreme Elder has taken that step.” Yunshan was excited and then began to complain again： “Since he is already a quasi-emperor, why didn’t he take action earlier？”
“He made me seriously injured and worried.”
“Supreme Elder, you have hidden it from me so hard！”
In the Great Emperor Battle Array.
Under the great shock, the Desolate Ancient Saint Lord laughed ferociously： “Quasi-emperor, it’s actually a quasi-emperor, hahaha…”
“Xiao Chonglou, I fuck your mother！ If it weren’t for you, how could I have come here to die？”
“And the Supreme Lord, I fuck your ancestors, you have harmed me so miserably!”
“A group of ants, actually delusional to destroy a sect with a quasi-emperor. They are really seeking their own death…”
Before the words were finished.
The right hand of Ziyang Tianzun gently clenched, and in an instant, the primordial spirit of the Desolate Ancient Saint Lord was shattered.
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