Three days later.

Shendu, six doors!

The pillars in the main hall of the main hall are supported by a number of giant red pillars, each of which is engraved with a lifelike beast, which is particularly spectacular.

The golden glazed tiles shine with dazzling light in the sun, like a golden palace, setting off a sacred feeling.

Zhao Wuji is wearing a white robes inside and a python robe on the outside. Compared with the four famous python robes that were once famous, it seems to have gone a step further at this time. There are nine dragon bodies on it, but one toe is missing, the dragon five toe, and the four toes are pythons. The python robe and the dragon robe are very similar, which is a rare honor.

Zhao Wuji's face was expressionless, and his solemn expression was majestic.

The broad bones and wearing a python robe highlighted Zhao Wuji's demeanor.

He walked to the front of the hall and sat upright on the large chair in the main seat.

As the lower skirt shook, Zhao Wuji had already sat down.

The hall was filled with figures. They were dressed neatly. Although they looked different, the aura that filled them was extraordinary.

No one who can stand in the main hall of the Six Gate Headquarters is a weak person.

The six gates’ top arresting god died, and the four famous arresting arrests were also missing, but it had an impact on the remaining middle and high-level officials of the six gates. Many of them were related to them left, but most of them remained.

All those who were recognized by Wang Zhendu were selected from various departments were elite.

The foundation of the Six Gates is still alive. If a strong man appears, he can change his decline and regroup.

The dozens of people entrenched in the hall, the worst-savvy, were also a master. When Zhao Wuji sat down, they all bowed and said, "Go to the God-Catcher!"

The sound was neat and loud, vibrating everywhere.

The golden glazed tiles on the main hall couldn't help but tremble.

Zhao Wuji's solemn expression turned slightly red. At this moment, Zhao Wuji's heart was surging. After a long time, he jumped up from a rookie in the world and became a six-door captain. He was a senior leader of the Daqian court, and there were many masters under his command, and there were no shortage of ordinary masters.

Thirteen shocking punches, the ultimate mystery.

Fist is power!

At this moment, he became the God of Capture and held the six doors.

This step is equivalent to Zhao Wuji's hard work for at least ten years.

Zhao Wuji, who was already on the verge of the master of the Yuanshen and was about to break through, was sitting upright on a wide chair, and the Yang Shen suddenly left his body.

His eyes went beyond his vision and he looked around the hall.

Sharp appeared above the sky between heaven and earth, and a three-foot long sword appeared above the gods. A qi locked on Zhao Wuji, but the next moment, the blue light sword immediately collapsed inch by inch.

The Six Gates are from the Daqian lineage, and the God of Capture Zhao Wuji is not an outsider. He can leave his body in the capital of the sun. If there is a strange aura, a sword will be cut off.

The yang spirit gathers but does not disperse, but in the past it seems like a gust of wind can blow away completely differently.

The Yang Shen was baptized. The moment the movements were alarmed. The six door halls were staring at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's spiritual will is growing rapidly.

The Yang God swallows and exhales the sun's light and absorbs the power of the sun. The pure yang reaches its extreme, and at this moment, Yin is generated in the Yang.

The Yang God returned to his position in an instant, and Zhao Wuji's confused eyes suddenly turned into sharpness. There is yin in the yang and yang in the yin. The two are divided into two sides, just like a black and white Tai Chi diagram. The two sides are clearly divided, but they are entangled with each other.

The realm of a master lies in the soul.

To cast the soul, yin and yang must be united. Chen Qingfeng's Dun Dun's teachings slowly flowed through Zhao Wuji's heart.

When Yin and Yang are combined, the two clearly divided forces suddenly surge together, and the two are entangled and finally merged.

Yin and Yang combine the spirit, cast the soul, and reach the state of transformation, birth and return to the unity!

The soul was born.

The bright light shines everywhere.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji successfully attained the Taoist spirit and became a martial arts god.

Completely transcendent and possessed the power to control the air, and will no longer be the body of an ordinary person in the past.

It is a heavenly being. Under the unity of heaven and man, it will automatically affect the world and the true meaning of the thirteen stunning punches is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The word "right".

It represents supreme and majesty, and it is unquestionable.

A stream of pressure spread out on the wide chair of the God-Catching God, and instantly spread to the hall.

At this time, the masters standing in the hall looked instinctively away and did not dare to touch Zhao Wuji again. The unity of man and nature made Zhao Wuji look like the supreme being in the world at this time.

The pressure is rising steadily, like the gravity in the hall, twice or three times, until it soars to ten times.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is like a network of Dharma networks, and is cooperating with Zhao Wuji to pressure the masters in the hall.

No master has taken the initiative to fight against such actions, but they have also resisted.

Zhao Wuji's actions wanted to use the moment of breakthrough to suppress the many masters of the hall. In the eyes of the masters, such methods were too immature, like a child's approach, which was simply childish and ridiculous.

Zhao Wuji has a strong accumulation and is born under Mr. Chen Da. They also recognize Zhao Wuji's strength. It would be better if one or two masters were successfully suppressed.

But there are more than ten masters entrenched in the hall now?

Among them, there are great masters among the Jade Zhang, and all of the Jin Zhang are masters. They are not ordinary masters, but they are all senior masters.

With so many masters gathered here, even if they did not actively exert the unity of man and nature, their respective auras were passively confronted, and dozens of masters united and continued to gather, which was also a shocking force.

Not to mention that Zhao Wuji has just made a breakthrough, even if he is a great master, it is impossible, unless Zhao Wuji is a supreme master.

Those who are weaker dare not look at Zhao Wuji, but the senior masters and ordinary masters are not listed here, especially several of them.

They have limited strength and are struggling to do so for the rest of their lives and have no further potential.

It is a coincidence or accident that they are not as good as any of the seventy-two masters on the earth, but they are also a master after all.

He looked at Zhao Wuji with a sneer, waiting for Zhao Wuji to make a fool of himself.

As a god-capturing god, Zhao Wuji has a great background and they cannot take the initiative to teach a lesson, but after Zhao Wuji takes action, he simply overestimated his own abilities, so he can't blame them.

The unity of man and nature, the French Net is intertwined.

The auras of the two collided from the hall, and the flushing on Zhao Wuji's face began to fade away quickly, with a white look on his face, and his shoulders couldn't help but tremble.

The aura of the masters was as majestic as a mountain, and at this moment he was pressing towards Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with unwilling expressions.

All the past are present at this time.

He was poor at a young age and was a poor man. He was bullied by the powerful and powerful. Until that day, he met the demon god Jin Peng, and used his life to win the other party a smile, and obtained the other party's thirteen punches.

Only then did he have the foundation for his rise, but later he was controlled by the demon god Jin Peng to inquire about the news and plunder the finance department.

Walking on the sword again and again in exchange for the thirteen amazing punches.

But the right hand under the robe was already tightly grasped, and the nails penetrated deep into the flesh, and drops of blood dripped out.

As a casual cultivator, he was born in poverty and was controlled by monsters, and he was able to rank among the top ten of the people. I don’t know how much hardship he suffered, how many times he lingered late at night, couldn’t sleep well, and wanted to give up.

But I persisted again and again, for these two words.

Not willing.

I am not willing to waste my life from all my life.

I want to be the best, to be the best, to be the best, to be the best of ten thousand people.

For this reason, he risked his life and death to contact Mr. Chen, the most dangerous Mr. Chen, in the Dongtu, and used the leak of the demon god Jinpeng in exchange for his own advancement.

I was on the list of people in the past because of the ranking that surpassed the direct descendants of the great sect and was secretly hunted down by his commanders. I survived it myself. I have overcome all the difficulties and obstacles, so I will never fall here.

One sentence after another, questioning one's true heart.

The brilliance in Zhao Wuji's eyes became even brighter.

The prototype of the thirteen shocking punches was born in a blink of an eye.

The boxing intention was a lifetime, and the rolling pressure suddenly burst out more than ten times.

One person suppressed all the masters, and it would be absolutely impossible if many masters resisted.

But they believed that they had a lot of people, but did not resist directly, which gave Zhao Wuji the opportunity to take advantage of it.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's explosion suppressed the masters in a blink of an eye. Seeing that Zhao Wuji was resisting, many masters had accidents, but they didn't care.

They no longer hold back, their energy burst out with a bang, and the unity of man and nature spread out, automatically changing the world and earth.

Some masters exploded, some masters hesitated, but even so, this power was amazing, and the explosive aura vibrated the hall.

The golden glazed tiles kept trembling, and some had fallen and fell on the bluestone on the ground, breaking directly.

The meaning of boxing is born and grows immediately, like a whale swallowing the world.

The Thirteen Fist of the Shocking World focuses on power, and even if the six gates capture the gods, even if they are cut again and again, this is still powerful for Zhao Wuji. He has dozens or hundreds of masters under his command, and many of them have great masters.

Power is nutrients, allowing the boxing intention to grow rapidly.

The intention of the fist was like a shattering destruction, instantly swept away the qi that had not yet exploded by many masters.

The pressure for a moment forced them to avoid it.

At this time, no one dared to underestimate Zhao Wuji, and his eyes were shocked and he could not believe that this scene had happened.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were deep, just like the substance, bringing heavy pressure, and his strong tone resounded throughout the world: "I am the God of Capture."

There are not many words, but the pressure brought is wiped out.

The masters bowed down again and preached: "Greetings to the God of Capture."

This time is completely different from the last time, without any contempt and disrespect.

Zhao Wuji's aura was restrained, and his every move was filled with a stream of Taoist rhyme, which suppressed the masters and stabilized the position of the god-catching gods. He also turned them into nutrients for the thirteen punches, and his strength increased further.

The breath became more and more terrifying, making people feel scared.
Chapter completed!