Golden flywheels once again covered the starry sky.
This time, behind the flywheels were transparent blades of the void.
It was Meng Zhishou's majesty as a Ruler, and it was also his Ruler Weapon.
The starry sky was disturbed, and the earth was shattered.
The planet, which had long been unable to withstand the majesty of the 3 Rulers, did not even make a sound at this moment and directly turned into dust in the universe.
"Die!"
Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou shouted angrily at the same time.
In an instant, surging Emperor-level energy crazily surged.
Flames rose again, and the four-colored flames formed an angry dragon. It roared and shattered the stars.
Boom!
A loud sound that surpassed the limits of living creatures spread throughout the starry sky.
In just an instant, this huge starry sky became a dangerous place and was no longer as calm as before.
Yang Xuan took a slight step back and steadied himself. His expression was indifferent.
Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou retreated at the same time. Their faces turned pale, and their eyes were filled with shock.
They were at a disadvantage even though they were fighting 2 against 1. How high was Li Bai's cultivation base?
"I don't believe it!" Meng Zhitang roared and rushed forward again.
Meng Zhishou no longer hesitated. He mustered all his strength and rushed over from another direction.
Meng He, who was sent flying by Meng Zhishou's sleeve, stood on a meteorite and stared blankly at the light that erupted in the distance.
At this moment, his heart was filled with fear.
At this moment, he finally understood the majesty of a Ruler.
"I can't stay here for long. I have to go back and report to Father," Meng He muttered to himself. Then, he turned around and fled in panic like a stray dog.
…
Boom!
Another loud sound was heard. Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou were sent flying at the same time, and blood kept gushing out of their mouths.
The injuries on their bodies could not be healed in a short time even with the Recovery Pill.
At this point, the pride in their hearts had long disappeared and no longer existed.
The silver voice was like a god. It controlled their life and death, but it never killed them.
In fact, they could not escape even if they wanted to.
At this moment, Yang Xuan's eyes were filled with disappointment.
To sharpen a knife, one also needed an excellent whetstone, and Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou were obviously not.
Just as he was considering whether to kill the two of them, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
"It's useless for you to do this."
Yang Xuan started, because that voice was actually Tian Zhu, who usually did not speak much.
"Why?" Yang Xuan asked as he brushed aside the energy blades that were flying towards him.
Tian Zhu was silent for a moment before she said lightly, "Six dimensional armor is not your power."
Boom!
It was as if a clap of thunder had exploded in Yang Xuan's mind, causing Yang Xuan's entire body to tremble.
Wrong, completely wrong.
For a long time, he was used to fighting with the amplification of the six-dimensional armor, immersing himself in the feeling of invincibility. He was also used to summoning the six-dimensional armor to help him whenever he encountered a strong enemy.
But, he had forgotten.
That was not his power at all.
The six-dimensional armor was only the power of the six-dimensional armor. When he fought with the six-dimensional armor, he lost the most fundamental understanding of power.
It was ridiculous that he wanted to use the two emperors to sharpen his knife. It was ridiculous that he even mocked the two emperors for not being worthy of being his whetstone.
However, he did not even consider that what he was using was not his own power at all, but the power of the six-dimensional armor.
Using the power of the six-dimensional armor to fight with the enemy and still thinking about sharpening his own path, such a ridiculous thing, and he was still complacent?
In a flash of light, Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou held their chests, their bodies swaying as they stood far away, staring at Yang Xuan.
At this moment, their faces were filled with shock.
Their shock, their fear, Yang Xuan could see it all clearly.
However, at this moment, he actually felt that this kind of expression was the greatest mockery to him.
Taking in a deep breath, Yang Xuan let out a self-mocking laugh.
At this moment, he understood everything.
He understood why he could not find a path that belonged to him.
As the saying goes, success and failure are the same. While the six-dimensional armor gave him a huge amount of power, it also blinded his eyes.
No, it was not the six-dimensional armor that blinded his eyes, but himself.
The silver-white armor flowed back into his body like water, and the Human Pearl Little Snow and Earth Pearl Little Black appeared on his left and right. After glancing at him, they also gradually merged with him.
"Even if I die, don't save me." He smiled, his voice low.
Tian Zhu did not say anything.
"Even if I die, don't save me." Yang Xuan repeated, still smiling, but there was something called determination in his eyes.
If he didn't have the determination to die, how would he be able to open up a path in the dark fog that no one had seen before and no one would be able to come after?
"Okay!" After a while, Tian Zhu said.
"Crack!"
In the next moment, Yang Xuan felt that the strange connection between him and the three Pearls suddenly broke, leaving not even a trace.
The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth curled up.
He knew that from this moment on, he would have to fight alone.
Even if it meant death!
Yang Xuan took a deep breath again, then slowly exhaled. He looked at the two Emperors who were seriously injured.
Sharpening the knife, this was the beginning.
The spiritual energy in his body started to churn. Without the support of the Six Dimensional Armor, Yang Xuan was able to fully control the spiritual energy in his body.
The nebula in his body crazily rotated, and golden crescent moons appeared one after another around Yang Xuan. After a while, they covered the entire sky, densely packed and boundless.
Without any hesitation, Yang Xuan turned into a golden moon and rushed over.
Looking at the sky full of golden moons, Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou were puzzled.
Because they had discovered that although there were even more moons in the sky, the heaven-shaking aura from Yang Xuan's body had already completely disappeared.
They looked at each other and saw the question in each other's eyes.
What was going on?
Why was such a powerful enemy only in the Heavenly Stage?
Was it a tactic of the other party? Or was it a trap?
Nevertheless, they did not have time to think about it. When Yang Xuan rushed over with the golden moons in the sky, they could only meet him head-on.
The flywheel appeared again with the blade of the void. They were already afraid of Yang Xuan. Facing the golden moons, whose aura was obviously weaker, they did not dare to be careless at all. Instead, they put 70% of their power into protecting themselves.
The 3 different forces did not stop at all. In just a thousandth of a second, they converged.
"Boom!"
The golden moons in the sky instantly dissipated, and a figure was sent flying backward like a cannonball. Dark red blood splattered all over the sky.
Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou were stunned.
They stared blankly at the figure that was sent flying backward. For a moment, they were unable to make any effective reaction.
At this moment, their minds were full of question marks!
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