The Way of Dragon Ball Asks the Heavens

"Drink~, no matter which Six Heavenly Gods you are, if you want to defeat the First Lord so easily, that is just wishful thinking and impossible..."

Withstanding the huge and boundless pressure, Mo Shi roared with an extremely strong mouth. As soon as he finished his roar, he tried his best to display the strongest move, and at the same time, he unleashed it.

[The Destroyed God and the Xuanhuang-Destroying Wheel Seal-All Martial Arts Unite]

The most brilliant move in the world, this move has obviously reached the realm of divine martial arts. When paired with the broken divine body planned by the devil, the ultimate power of death - Death Yang, which is comparable to the power of the true god, and the devil

He began to give birth to the soul of a true immortal through cultivation.

It can be said that at this moment, the devil possesses four of the five elements of a true god, only the last one, which is the most difficult to obtain or comprehend, is missing.

It stands to reason that the strongest blow that Demon Shi, who has reached such a level at this moment, should be like the Martial God Du Qianqiu and the Human King Zhi Yu Changxin, at least capable of competing with the true god.

Moreover, not to mention defeating an ordinary true god in the end, but at least he was able to escape unscathed.

However, it is a pity that his family knew about his family affairs. After the fusion and transformation was completed, Mo Shi understood one thing clearly in his heart, that is, he was just a patchwork version of Jinjinjin who took shortcuts. Compared with the original version, which passed through hard work,

Those born through cultivation are much different.

Therefore, it is also due to this that the power of the strongest blow that Demon Shi unleashed at this time can only be considered as touching one edge of the True God level.

"Boom~"

Under Wu Feng's giant palm that covers the sky, not to mention the Demon Shi, whose power has just reached the True God level, even the Evil God Calamity that has not yet been refined, and the Taixi Divine Photo before committing suicide, are already about to reach their peak.

Even the six true gods who have reached the level of success on the path of true gods cannot escape, let alone defeat them.

The giant palm that covered the sky and pressed down at a specific speed, the moment it came into contact with Mo Shi's ultimate move, it crushed it until it completely dissipated.

Then, he moved motionlessly towards Mo Shi, whose eyes were wide open and full of ferocious color. "Boom~" Mo Shi, who was locked and had no way to dodge, could only watch helplessly as he was covered by the huge giant that covered the sky.

The palm was slapped into the ground.

"Boom~"

As the giant palm covering the sky fell, the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles around were shaking, the earth was shaking, landslides and cracks, tsunamis thousands of feet high, tornadoes reaching the sky, and violent hurricanes that wreaked havoc, all appeared one after another, showing off their skills.

"嘁嚓~"

After a huge noise, I remembered that the horrific scene that happened in the realm of destruction not long ago was being repeated in the Yama Ghost Prison at this moment.

The giant palm covering the sky turned into a giant claw in the blink of an eye. With just a seemingly gentle thrust, a pull and a lift, it turned into a clod, or mound, of earth that was as big as a small island.

He was caught directly in the palm of the giant palm, and then in the eyes of everyone in the world who had a lucky escape, he was quickly taken away, far away from them, until he disappeared into the distant sky.

"This this····"

It wasn't until the giant palm that covered the sky went away that Xiao Tianxia came back to his senses from the endless shock. He stared at the giant palm that was shrinking in his eyes. For a moment, he was speechless and choked.

I can't say a complete sentence at all.

It wasn't until a moment later that the giant palm that covered the sky completely disappeared from sight, and then Xiao Tianxia slowly lowered his once extremely proud head and murmured to himself incomprehensibly: "Six Heavenly Gods, are you?"

"Hiss~"

After repeating his old trick and catching Mo Shi as usual, Wu Feng's mind moved and he quickly retracted his outstretched right hand. Along the way, the sky-covering giant palm first broke through the spatial barrier of Yama's Ghost Prison like a Tathagata.

Then, before the invasion of space turbulence, a faint white light was emitted to block the boundless space turbulence. Finally, after ignoring the invasion of space turbulence, it broke through the space barrier of the world of suffering and returned to the world of suffering.

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Half a quarter of an hour later——

After Wu Feng glanced at Mo Shi who was half-dead at this moment, he stopped paying attention to anything and waved his hand directly, using a powerful force to pull it out in an instant and pull it to the predetermined position.

"Zizi~"

Without delay, he once again used the blazing white fire generated by his own divine power, roasting it inhumanely. In just a moment, it was refined into a small pool of liquid without any notice.

Without any hesitation, Wu Feng immediately merged it with a puddle of liquid on the side, purified it, and kept refining it. He must make the two puddles of liquid indistinguishable from each other and perfect as one before he would stop.

A quarter of an hour later——

After repeated quenching and purification over and over again, the two pools of liquid finally merged into one, and were no longer distinguishable from each other.

"Well, that's right. Fortunately, it's finally enough. My hard work is not in vain. It's really not easy!"

After taking a look at the freshly baked liquid, Wu Feng realized that it was heavy enough and couldn't help but sigh sincerely.

After the materials, that is, the liquid, were prepared, Wu Feng immediately began the crucial task of casting the soul for the last cauldron and carving the stripes of the sealing formation.

"Zi···Zi···"

Perhaps because of the experience of carving the previous eight large cauldrons, the last large cauldron was carved very quickly, and it was completed in less than half the time of the previous one.

"Huh~"

At this moment, after finally completing the crucial step of casting the soul of the nine-cup cauldron, Wu Feng dared to relax a little. His nerves that had been tense all the time, he let out a breath of relief.

Letting the nine-cup cauldron with the soul cast completed spin rapidly in the sky, Wu Feng took a moment to rest and replenished his energy.

After a while——

Wu Feng, who had recovered completely, slowly opened his eyes, first glanced at the nine-cup cauldron spinning in the air, and then turned his head to the side to face the crowd of people watching not far away.

Zhiyu in the middle spoke to Changxin, and said softly with a smile: "Changxin, give me a drop of your blood essence."

"Ah~, okay, okay, master, please wait a moment..." Zhiyu heard the words carefully, and after being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly replied without thinking.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhiyu Changxin slapped his chest hard with his hand. In an instant, a drop of blood spurted out from the already opened cherry mouth.

It fell on the palm of Zhiyu Changxin's straight and stretched right hand, suspended in the palm and stood still. After glancing at a drop of his own blood, Zhiyu Changxin did not hesitate or hesitate at all.

With a thought, an extremely soft power spurted out from the palm of his hand, and the blood essence condensed into small droplets was sent to Wu Feng in front of him.

Without any pretense or hesitation, after receiving the blood essence sent by Zhiyu Changxin personally, Wu Feng immediately started the third and final step of refining the Jiuding.

I saw that Wu Feng straightened his right hand, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand were brought together. A blazing white light suddenly emitted from the gap between the two fingers.

Directly shooting at the blood essence, it will be shattered into pieces, evenly broken into nine pieces or nine small drops.

Seeing that the separation of essence and blood was completed, Wu Feng gently waved his hand again, using an extremely gentle force to blend the nine small drops of essence and blood into the nine large cauldrons.

"Buzz~"

As the nine points of essence and blood were integrated, the nine-cup cauldron trembled involuntarily and made a brisk buzzing sound to express joy.

After another quarter of an hour, the third step officially came to an end. The forging masters or grandmasters who were watching and witnessing the whole process saw that Wu Feng was about to be refined, and they all began to become anxious.

Got up.

However, all the casters wanted to be the first to step forward and take a closer look at the unprecedented, first-of-its-kind, purely human-refined true artifact - the Nine-Zun Cauldron.

However, before a group of casters could surround him, Wu Feng seemed to suddenly think of something and suddenly spread out his consciousness, covering the entire world of misery in an instant.

Then, with a slight exertion, a drop of blood was taken out from the bodies of all the citizens of Yuan Yi Kingdom.

At this moment, all the ordinary citizens of Yuanyi Kingdom felt as if they had been bitten by a mosquito, and then they stopped paying attention and continued to be busy with what they were doing.

And unlike ordinary citizens who are ordinary people without advanced cultivation, all citizens of Yuan Yi Kingdom who have reached the level of innate people or above will have a drop of blood taken away from them.

He reacted immediately and quickly chased after a drop of his own blood. In the blink of an eye, he was hundreds of feet high in the sky.

He saw countless small drops of blood gathering rapidly from all directions like a downpour. In just three quarters of an hour, they were almost covering the entire sky.

After Wu Feng gathered together small blood droplets in units of hundreds of millions, they were all thrown into the nine-cup cauldron under Wu Feng's control, instantly dyeing the nine-cup cauldron with blood.

A quarter of an hour later, after the last drop of blood had dripped into the cauldron, Wu Feng suddenly exerted all his strength, arousing the blazing white flames to the extreme in an instant.

Then after an interval of one second, the fire is instantly reduced to the extreme, and then after another interval of one second, the fire is suddenly accelerated to the extreme.