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Chapter 787

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"Vile spawn!"

A furious voice came from the sky as eight golden lights flashed in the sky. Then, the Eight Great Saints appeared with more than sixty Eight Extremities experts.

"Zhou Yang, you are a sinner of the human race for opening the passage between the two worlds. Today is the day you atone for your sins." Azure Dragon of the Four Sacred Clan pulled out his saber and threatened.

"Not only that, but this brat also swallowed the True Martial Sky Pillar of my True Martial City. If I don't kill him today, I won't be able to vent my anger." The True Martial Lord added.

Zhou Yang looked around and his gaze fell on the Hidden Scholar Lord, "What about you? Do you want to fight too?"

The Hidden Scholar Lord smiled faintly, "Zhou Yang, I'm not as hypocritical as them. I just want to live forever."

"Live forever?" Zhou Yang smiled.

"That's right. I have no enmity with you, so I shouldn't have sparred with them. But you are the chosen one. Once we kill you, the eight of us will split your luck equally. You will definitely reach the other shore and live forever!" The Hidden Scholar Lord said.

"Split my luck equally? Do you really believe that luck exists in this world?"

"Every five hundred years, the chosen one will appear. Then, the path to the other shore will open. Each time, the chosen one will reach the other shore and achieve eternal life. If this isn't luck, then what is?" The Soul Hall Lord said.

"In the past ten thousand years, the chosen one is called the Guide. But if you think about it carefully, the so-called chosen one is just standing on our shoulders and proudly stepping into the other shore."

"That's right. The previous Zhenwu Great Emperor was just like you. He gathered the power of the Eight Extremities and relied on the power of the Divine Lords to finally reach the Nirvana Realm. This time, we won't be his lackeys!"

The eyes of the Eight Great Saints were filled with killing intent. A terrifying aura swept across the world. In an instant, the clouds in the sky dissipated and the air seemed to solidify.

"Do you really think that the other shore is eternal life?" Zhou Yang suddenly asked.

"This again. The previous True Martial Great Emperor said the same thing, but he risked his life to reach the other shore." Qiong Hua said disdainfully.

"If that's the case, then let's do it." Zhou Yang shook his head. He didn't want to continue talking to the eight.

"Kill!"

With a low shout, more than sixty Eight Extremities experts behind the eight Holy Lords charged at Zhou Yang.

However, Zhou Yang merely waved his hand and a gust of wind swept past. More than sixty Level Eight experts were sent flying.

"He's actually so strong!"

"He took the True Martial Heavenly Pillar and the bronze cauldron. How can he not be strong? Let's do it."

The eight Holy Lords finally couldn't stand it anymore. Their figures flashed and they surrounded Zhou Yang in the middle.

Zhou Yang closed his eyes as boundless astral souls appeared behind him. Instantly, a formless energy radiated outwards, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky turned dark.

The sky was dotted with stars. The earth had already disappeared, leaving behind only an endless void and floating planets.

The eight of them frowned. Clearly, they had never seen such power before.

"Sacred Lords, let's use our ultimate moves. With the Extreme Force that we've grasped, he definitely won't be able to block us."

After Sacred Lord Qionghua finished speaking, a staff appeared in her hand. Next, a white power gathered into a shockwave and blasted towards Zhou Yang.

The pinnacle of magic!

At the same time, the Hidden Scholar Sacred Lord took out an ancient golden book, the Soul Hall Master took out a black flag, and the True Martial Sacred Lord took out a sword …

Eight Extreme Force!

Each of the eight Holy Lords had grasped a type of Extreme Force. This Extreme Force was the power of heaven and earth.

Buzz!

The Eight Extreme Force rushed towards Zhou Yang.

At this moment, the boundless astral souls behind Zhou Yang revolved in the opposite direction. In an instant, the starry sky disappeared, and the sky and earth reappeared. Immediately after, Zhou Yang was wrapped in a transparent sphere. The stars in the sphere nodded, looking like a miniature universe.

The Eight Extreme Power was blocked outside the sphere, and the Eight Great Sacred Lords revealed a look of horror.

"Impossible. The Eight Extreme Force is the ultimate power of heaven and earth. As long as one is born in this world, only five people can resist the Eight Extreme Force," Sacred Lord Qionghua said with a look of disbelief.

That was the truth. However, Zhou Yang was not in this world at this moment. He was in his own infinite universe.

A stalemate. The battle fell into a stalemate.

At this moment, a green cloud suddenly appeared in the distance. The cloud flew over at an extremely fast speed. In the next step, it collided with Sacred Lord Qionghua's staff.

Immediately after, another wave of black Demonic Qi covered the sky and the earth, colliding with the war flag of the Hall of Souls.

Boom boom!

The Eight Extreme Force was instantly interrupted. The remaining six Extreme Force were unable to resist Zhou Yang's infinite universe.

Bang!

The sound of space shattering rang out. The eight Holy Lords retreated a thousand zhang away. Each of them had a trace of blood in their mouths.

"Young Master!"

With a shout, Xiao He, who was wearing a green dress, flew down and landed beside Zhou Yang.

"Xiao He …"

Zhou Yang smiled.

"Young Master, Xiao He … Xiao He missed you so much." After saying that, Xiao He threw herself into Zhou Yang's arms.

After so many years, the two of them finally met again.

"Haha … Brother, I'm here too!"

In the sky, the black vortex fell like a meteor. After the black vortex dissipated, Guo Dazhuang walked out.

"Dazhuang, you got fatter again." Zhou Yang smiled.

"Haha … Brother Yang, I missed you so much." Guo Dazhuang also laughed.

"It's you guys. Fake!"

There was a ripple in space, and two old men flew over with a little girl.

"Brother …"

The little girl was Meng Meng. When she saw Zhou Yang, Meng Meng ran over happily.

"Long time no see, Zhou Yang!"

The one who spoke was the old woman of the two old men.

Zhou Yang remembered that this old woman was the one who took Xiao He away. The old man beside the old woman was Meng Meng's grandfather, the old man who told him the method to revive Moon Dance.

Zhou Yang nodded and did not say anything. Instead, he turned around and looked behind Guo Dazhuang.

Behind Guo Dazhuang was a big man, a big man who didn't seem to be anything special.

However, when this big man appeared, the eight Holy Lords revealed a nervous expression. They were even more nervous than when they saw the two old men.

"Demon Lord!"

Qiong Hua said sternly.

"Qiong Hua, long time no see." The big man who was called Demon Lord smiled.

"Fake. The two of you are the people of Zhenwu Great Emperor. You are also the seniors of True Martial Holy Land. Why are you on his side now?" True Martial Holy Lord said angrily.

"You only know that a Chosen One will appear every five hundred years. However, do you know who the Chosen One is?" Old Man Zixu said.

"Chosen by Heaven and Earth." True Martial Holy Lord said.

"Heaven and Earth? You are really stupid. The so-called Chosen One is not chosen by Heaven and Earth but by the previous Chosen One. Zhou Yang is the one chosen by Zhenwu Great Emperor. "Wu You said.

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