"puff!!"

The White Lotus boy has never felt this kind of heart palpitations in tens of thousands of years. Under the shadow of this fist, he can't even muster the will to resist!

The huge fist force made him spit out a mouthful of golden blood!

"Saint save me!"

The White Lotus boy stepped on the golden magic company at his feet. He wanted to turn around and run away, but he couldn't escape from the shadow of the fist.

He sent out a cry for help, but received no response.

how so!

This boy doesn't have any magic power in his body, what kind of way is he practicing!

Why didn’t the saint respond at all to my spiritual message?

White Lotus boy screamed:

"The ancient land has already set rules, and all living beings can only practice the path of immortality!"

"How can you practice heretics!"

He screamed, and poured magical power into the alms bowl, lotus, and whisk in his hand, and suddenly they transformed into thousands of feet, covering the sky and the sun, and met Zi Shou's fist.

boom!!!

The bowl is broken!

The lotus is broken!

Whisk to pieces!

All magic weapons were shattered.

The White Lotus boy screamed before his death:

"My little boy, I have been cultivating myself for tens of thousands of years, just to seek the tribulation of becoming a god and to find an opportunity for my ascetic!"

"The Western Sect is booming. If there is a place for me, how could I die?"

"I am leading the saint to sit down, White Lotus Boy. You can't kill me!"

Zi Shou's faint voice came out, and all the people in the shadow of the fist also spoke at the same time.

"This fist spirit condenses the will of Chongzhou City and the voices of all the people. The invading enemies must be killed."

"This world and the earth are imprisoned by cause and effect."

"Saint, I can't save you."

"No one can save you."

On Chongzhou City, Hong Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.

"Tianmen is interrupted."

"What a break from Tianmen!"

"Guard the city gate for Chongzhou, guard the country gate for the great merchants, guard the Tianmen gate for the human race..."

"I, Hong Yi, have been squatting for tens of thousands of years. I thought my heart was dead, but I was actually aroused by these words."

"As expected of the king of men, this punch is far superior."

After Zi Shou finished speaking, Bailian boy was hit by a punch!

The glass all around him instantly shattered, revealing his pure white flesh, which cracked inch by inch, and finally turned into a white lotus amidst the screams!

Seeing the white lotus platform in front of him, Zi Shou suddenly felt a sense of pure escape from the world, and couldn't help but think of the origin of the White Lotus boy.

The White Lotus Boy was born in the Western Paradise, the Lingchi of Leiyin Ancient Temple.

There is a pure white lotus of the twelfth grade of Saint Chunti in the pool, and the white lotus boy was born from his lotus seeds.

"The twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus is indeed the best innate spiritual treasure. It is rumored that just one lotus seed has such rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

this moment.

Zi felt that the energy and blood of everyone around him were interacting with him in a subtle way!

He finally condensed his fist intention, which moved not the heaven and earth, but the people's hearts!

With this punch, the bright acupuncture point in the body finally shines brightly!

This acupoint is located in the middle of the hairline, above the eyebrows. This is the divine palace of human beings!

It’s called Shenting Point!

With a wave of his hand, Zishou wiped away the spirit of White Lotus Boy, and silently recited the secret of practicing the wheel of life and death!

"The brilliant light of the universe, the rebirth of catastrophe! All heaven and earth die, the cycle of yin and yang!"

The white lotus quilt is driven into the Shenting acupoint and is located in the center. It is nourished by Qi and blood and takes root here.

boom!!

The first acupoint of the wheel of birth and death!

The Shenting point is open!

Once the acupoints are opened, it's like a door to the world is slowly opening.

Zi Shou's mind immediately thought of the method of cultivation that he had deduced.

Each acupoint can refine a star, practice to the extreme, refine three thousand stars into the body, and turn the stars in the sky into a wheel of stars in the sky.

So, he looked into space and did not move.

He stood there quietly, lost in thought.

With Feng Jiu here, he can fly into the starry sky and refine the stars.

But the stars in the sky are also in the cycle of heaven and follow the rotation of heaven.

Now that the way of heaven is under the control of the saint, he hesitated.

Zi Shou stood on Feng Jiu's back, turned around, and looked at Chongzhou City from the void.

All the people shouted together, and all the armies beat their drums.

The fate of the human race is surging.

He thought for a while, stretched out his hand and pressed it towards Chongzhou City.

next moment.

From the Shenting acupoint, a breath of the giant wheel of heaven and earth flew out, with a monstrous fist meaning the interruption of the Tianmen, directly refining the phantom of Chongzhou City into the acupoint.

boom!!

In Zishou's Shenting acupoint, a phantom of a city suddenly appeared!

This city is towering and steep, located in Beihai, and can block the Beihai rebels with the power of one city.

In this city, phantoms stand up one after another, and their fates are flowing around them, just like real people.

"Success!"

Zi Shou was delighted.

He just had an idea and tried to refine Chongzhou City into the acupoint. Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded!

"However, what is being refined now is only the luck and public opinion of Chongzhou City. When this acupoint is condensed, the real Chongzhou City can be refined into the acupoint."

Zi Shou restrained his breath and the divine light from the Shenting point on his forehead restrained. He smiled and said:

"Now, this is no longer Shenting Point, but Chongzhou Point."

On the wall of Chongzhou City, Hong Yi's eyes flickered, looking at Zi Shou standing on the clouds in the sky, his eyes full of surprise.

"The peak of the Martial Saint is comparable to the Yang God..."

"It is indeed a promotion technique derived from the ancient imperial prison. It is really overbearing. Unfortunately, only previous prison guards can learn its secrets, and I can't even get a glimpse of it."

"Refining a city into the acupoint... Lord Warden, did you do it on a whim, or did you have a plan?"

"Can the refining city and the destiny of all living beings help you in your cultivation?"

"Prison head, I hope you can take me out."

Hong Yi murmured to himself.

Zi Shou looked at his feet, and all the troops shouted in unison. His energy and blood were like smoke, and his voice rolled down, saying:

"withdraw troops!"

"Withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"

"The king is victorious!"

When Chonghou Hu saw Zishou riding a black bird and punching the bewitching boy into a lotus platform, he started shouting Wan Sheng, and the war drums were broken.

Now when I heard the word "retreat troops", I felt very happy and quickly threw the war drum to others.
To be continued...