Yellow Turbans!

What a Yellow Turban Strongman!

I saw that the Yellow Turban Strongman was three feet tall and the size of a second floor. It was half a shorter for ordinary people to see.

The Yellow Turban Strongman took one step and increased his body by one foot. After seven steps, his whole body had turned into seven feet in size, and his body looked down at the people under his feet, standing shoulder to shoulder with the mountains.

"You should punish me if you violate the Pure Land of Taiping Road!"

The giant pulled out his hands and saw the mountains trembling and the dragon veins roaring. A mountain was caught by him and suddenly smashed down at the heroes in the field.

The earth collapses and mountains are destroyed!

The mountains are shaken!

Fortunately, before digging the site, everyone had driven away the birds and beasts in the mountains, otherwise they would be afraid that something big would be wrong and that many sentient beings would be killed or injured.

Zhang Bairen flew back and was wasting his time, looking at the Yellow Turban Strongman with his eyes full of solemnity.

"I'll do it!" Yuwen Chengdu's guy came out from somewhere, holding a horse spear in his hand, rising into the air, stabbing towards the giant's throat.

"Bang!"

The Yellow Turban Stamped with one foot, Yuwen Chengdu was like a fly, sank into the depths of the earth, not knowing life and death.

"You should die!" The Yellow Turban Strongmen danced the mountains, and the dragon veins within a radius of dozens of miles were scattered, and they were constantly shaking on the ground, roaring and screaming.

"Demon-subduing Circle!"

When the Yangshen Zhenren took action, he didn't know which ancestor was, a circle of golden light shining towards the neck of the Yellow Turban Strongman.

The circle gathered and dispersed invisible. If the giant kept shaking his head and dodging, he was still stuck in the neck by the circle.

"receive!"

A shout came from the dark, and the circle was shrinking, the Yellow Turban Strongman was in pain, and his body began to keep getting smaller.

Six feet!

Five zhang!

Four battles!

Three zhang!

Two feet!

One zhang!

The giant's face was distorted and struggling, but he had to shrink step by step.

"You can't surrender quickly!" A shout came from the void.

Zhang Bairen looked at him in a voice, but couldn't see it in detail, and could only see a shadow in a blur.

"The ancestors of Taiping Dao have been above all dynasties, and the younger generation's disciples are incompetent, which makes people disturb the ruins of our ancestors. We deserve to die!"

A soul in the void floated and actually stood on the head of the giant. Then the magic trick in his hand changed, and a rune penetrated into the body of the Yellow Turban Strongman.

"Ah~drink~"

The Yellow Turban Strongman raised his head and roared suddenly, shaking the mountains and rivers in an instant. The warrior with a slightly weak cultivation level was already bleeding from his seven orifices, and his face was ferocious.

I saw that the body of the Yellow Turban Powerful Man was constantly rising, and the demon-subduing circle was constantly being stretched out.

One zhang!

Two feet!

Three zhang!

...

Ten feet!

Twenty feet!

When it reaches twenty feet, the demon-subduing circle finally reaches its limit and turns into flowing light and is taken back by the Yangshen Zhenren.

The giant slapped out with a palm, and the void continued to compress and was blown up.

"Bang!"

The body of Yang Shen Zhenren exploded, Yang Shen left his body and left his body, his eyes full of panic: "This is impossible, you are a puppet, how can you see through my true body!"

The body is destroyed, and there are only two consequences. The first is reincarnation and reincarnation, and the second is the person who takes over the body and is about to die.

Whether it is the real Yang God or the ordinary Yang God True Person, this is all-encompassing.

The body is destroyed, and there is only one way to reincarnate and take over the body.

The Yangshen Zhenren didn't say much, because he was careless for a moment and thought that this strong man could not find his true body. He never thought that his body would be destroyed by someone.

A true man of Yang Shen fell like this, and Zhang Bairen couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart.

It should be noted that reincarnation is approaching and reincarnation are two different things, two consequences.

The true man of Yang Shen was broken into pieces by someone. Many of the wonderful things have not yet been enough to be included in Yang Shen. Can he withstand the mystery in the fetus? It is still a matter of two.

Unless his disciples go down the mountain to enlighten them, it will be a big trouble.

This scene immediately sounded the alarm for Zhang Bairen. It turned out that the true man of Yangshen is not really immortal. Once he is killed, he will fall into reincarnation again.

What is the difference between falling into the cycle of reincarnation and dying?

"What a pity!" The two ancestors around Zhang Bairen wanted to rescue him, but they didn't have time.

"What a pity!" Zhang Bairen also sighed.

If you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die. This Yang Shen Zhenren is too careless and has lost his vigilance. Otherwise, why would he die so cowardly!

"Everyone, after killing the Taiping Taoist disciple and losing the control of Taiping Taoism, the power of the Yellow Turban Powerful Wizard can be reduced by at least 80%. Let's use our own means!"

A soul ancestor spoke, and his body was dispersed, so he was about to fall on the head of the Yellow Turban Strongman and killed the remaining evil spirits of Taiping Road.

The Taiping Dao disciple smiled coldly: "What a pity!"

The Yellow Turban Strongman twisted his body and turned into three heads and six arms, and slapped it out again with a palm.

"Bang!"

The void was disillusioned, and the true soul of the Yuanshen was almost escaping his life when he saw the opportunity, otherwise he would have been afraid of following in the footsteps of the Yangshen Ancestor.

"Take an action and kill the remnants of Taiping Dao!"

Someone took action again, and the murderous intent in his hand was flowing. A jade pendant was thrown out, transforming into a large formation, covering the giant.

"Bang!"

The giant stamped his feet, and the land collapsed in an instant, and the jade pendant was dull and flew backwards.

"The giant's fierce power is too strong, and it is already difficult to maintain its invincibility. If you want to suppress it, you don't know what kind of divine power you need!" Zhang Heng sighed softly, his eyes full of helplessness: "Don't worry about this Yellow Turban Strongman, we rushed into the treasure and seized the treasure in the cave. Why bother with this giant?"

Zhang Bairen nodded, his eyes scanned the void, and nodded quietly: "This is a great good word!"

As he spoke, Zhang Bairen's body dispersed and when he appeared again, he had already reached the entrance to the cave.

"Don't even think about breaking into my Taiping Road ruins!"

When the disciple of Taiping Dao on the Giant saw this scene, his face changed. The Yellow Turban Strongman under him immediately pressed the Qiankun with a palm and slapped towards the entrance of the cave.

"You're crazy!" Seeing this scene, Zhang Bairen's face changed suddenly. If this palm really fell, I was afraid that the entire cave would collapse.

In order to prevent everyone from entering Taiping Cave Heaven, Taiping Dao disciples actually destroyed the Cave Heaven and buried the Taiping Dao ruins completely.

Originally, Zhang Bairen was the first to reach the entrance of the Cave Heaven Ruins, causing everyone to think and come to the entrance of the Cave Heaven. He just escaped halfway, looking at the palm that covered the sky, covering the sun and overwhelmed the universe, each of them felt cold in their hearts and quickly escaped.

It was Zhang Heng and the Emperor of Fengdu that couldn't help but stop at this time, for fear of being slapped to death by the Yellow Turban Strongman.

"Only Taiping Dao disciples can enter the ruins of my Taiping Dao. The rest of them are stubborn and have no choice but to die!" The Taiping Dao disciple's face was ferocious, and the seal in his hand kept changing.

Looking at the palm covering the sky and the sun, Zhang Bairen shook his head gently, carrying his hands on his back as if crystal clear as jade, scattering a divine light and rushing towards the bullfighting.

With his right hand, he gently pulled out the jade hairpin from his head, then recited the trick in his heart, and gently stroked it in the void!

Space fluctuates, and it is close to the end of the world.

Zhang Bairen seemed to be standing on the other side of time and space, and everyone was getting blurry from the entrance to the cave until they could not be seen.

A vast and endless galaxy intercepted everyone in the field.

A perfection is born!

A jade hairpin, with a slight stroke, actually spawned an infinite galaxy!

The Yellow Turban Strongman slapped into the Galaxy with one palm, and there was no rippling at all.

The Taiping Dao disciple who was driving the Yellow Turban Strongman suddenly changed his face: "Dog thief, what a powerful magical power!"

As he spoke, he rushed into the galaxy by controlling the Yellow Turban Strongman.

All the Yang Shen Zhenren were all following and they changed their colors without saying a word and rushed in immediately.

Zhang Heng cursed: "This bastard actually has such a way to intercept us outside."
To be continued...