With one sword, everything disappeared, and returned to the Zixiao Palace Hall.

Dao Zu Hongjun stood in front of the incense table holding the Daoyan sword, and there was no one around him. A humming sound came from his feet. Following the sound, he saw the dark golden bell lying on the ground motionless.

It was in extremely bad condition at this moment, and its whole body was like a pool of soft mud, lying on the ground softly.

"Oh, I'm suffering a lot! If this dead face wasn't for my master, I'd like to beat you to death!"

The buzzing kept ringing, and he was extremely dissatisfied. Even if he was beaten like this, he would not have the intention to admit defeat.

Having said that, the ability to fight with Taoist ancestor Hongjun like this has already shown the terrifying combat power. Zhaoming would never have the intention of looking down on the dark golden bell.

Seeing that the dark golden clock was still struggling, Dao Zu Hongjun put the sword in his hand on it. The humming sound immediately stopped, and a loud buzzing sound came: "Get out quickly, if you don't get out, be careful that this clock will beat you to death!"

The sound sounded and the mysterious light of the long sword stopped. It seemed to be a little afraid, but it immediately became even brighter, making the dark golden bell unable to move, and could only hear a muffled sound: "Wait for me."

Taoist ancestor Hongjun looked at Zhaoming, his eyes were filled with no light, which made him tremble, worried that the Supreme Lord of Heaven and Earth would punish him together.

Fortunately, the thing I was worried about did not happen. I saw the Taoist Ancestor waved his hand and a green light flew out of Zhaoming's body and landed in his hand. It was the three-foot bronze sword.

With one hand brushed the three-foot bronze sword, Daozu said, "This sword is also an opportunity for you to obtain. I have to tell you the previous experience of its origin."

"This sword Wuming is owned by a powerful man in the last era. It is not a treasure itself, but condensed with magical powers."

"Because of great cause and effect in it, after the creation of the heaven and earth, Pangu left a means to reborn this thing. In the past, he was always nourished in the form of a spiritual body in the purple palace, and it was not until the body of a body of the heaven and heaven was integrated into the entity."

"This treasure is extraordinary, but it is not complete. It needs to be nourished by the king's energy, so I followed the Pangu Dharma and threw this treasure into the world through disasters."

"Hold this treasure and do what a king is doing. There will naturally be luck condensation!"

So that's it. Zhaoming suddenly realized and also heard something.

First, this sword has something to do with Pangu. No wonder it is so powerful. Even the body of the Immortal King cannot stop it.

Second. Although Pangu had died, he left many orders for Pangu to execute. It was said that he was ruthless and desireless, but Taoist ancestors had absolute obedience to Pangu's order.

Third, if you get this treasure, you should do the king's affairs. Although the Taoist ancestor did not explain the consequences of not doing this, judging from the fact that Nuwa was talking about that day, if there was any violation, there would be a punishment from heaven.

After explaining, the Taoist Ancestor casually stroked, and the three-foot bronze sword turned into a green light and returned to Zhaoming's body.

His eyes moved and fell on the dark golden bell. The Taoist ancestor said, "You have a great relationship with Pangu and could have endured great merits. But you go out of heaven and earthly balance and should be punished."

The dark golden bell buzzed: "Punish you a dead face, please wait for this bell."

He knew a little about the origin of the big bell and knew that with the obedience of the Taoist ancestor to Pangu, he would definitely not do anything irreversible to his treasures. This big bell was really lawless and extremely bastard.

"Ninety percent of your strength is now sealed, and it will be reduced to the innate realm."

As the Taoist ancestor spoke, he stretched out his hand to condense the yin and yang energy, turning into a brilliant star, vaguely like a universe, with a thirty-sixth-grade green lotus swaying slightly, extremely mysterious.

Zhaoming was shocked and inexplicably sealed with 90% of his strength, and could still be in the innate realm. How strong is this big bell? It is unimaginable.

"Die's face, dare you..." The dark golden bell was anxious and wanted to struggle, but the long sword pressed on it was so bright that it was as stable as a rock like Buzhou Mountain, which made the dark golden bell unable to move.

"Daoyan Sword, wait, wait until this clock escapes, and you will be suppressed on the Taiyin Star and accompany that toad...Oh!"

The endless threat made the sword aura stronger, as if he was afraid that the dark golden clock would really escape.

At this time, the Daozu's palm had also fallen and slapped directly on the dark golden bell. However, countless lights were scattered, turning into two yin and yang fishes and circling around the dark golden bell quickly. Soon, it was directly embedded on the big bell. At a glance, it seemed to be wearing a black and white iron hoop.

When the Taoist Ancestor retracted his palm, the breath of the dark golden bell was retracted. Although it was still extraordinary, it was far inferior to before.

The mysterious light of the long sword gathered, soared into the air, and released the dark golden bell.

"Buzz!"

The dark golden bell roared angrily, and sucked the terrible aura and rushed towards the long sword, coming in full force, looking like he wanted to take revenge.

The Daoyan Sword was not afraid at all. The mysterious light flashed and transformed into infinite sword light and rushed towards the dark golden clock. A loud bang, which made the dark golden clock unable to make it.

The dark light condensed again and rushed towards the dark golden bell, and the dark golden bell whipped like a long whip made a crackling sound.

Even if it is Pangu's magic weapon, after being suppressed by 90% of its power, it is difficult to take advantage of the Taoist Ancestor's treasure.

During the stalemate between the two treasures, another green light flew out, besieging the dark golden bell, which turned out to be a three-foot bronze sword.

The two magic swords seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding, and the united front was targeted at the dark golden bell.

But what puzzled Zhaoming was that seeing the howling of the two long swords felt a sense of revenge.

After a long battle, the dark golden clock became more and more defeated. Finally, there was a loud bang and buzzing: "You two bastards, wait for this clock."

When he saw his breath spit out again, Zhaoming thought he was ready to fight his life. Unexpectedly, the dark golden bell immediately turned into a dark golden light and rushed into Zhaoming's body and disappeared.

This lawless demon king finally admitted defeat and chose to avoid the battle. Two long swords hit him, as if celebrating something. One returned to the body of the Taoist ancestor and the other fell into Zhaoming's hands.

Everything seemed to have settled. Zhaoming thought of saying goodbye like this, but saw the Taoist ancestor waved his hand and a few figures appeared in the hall in the flash of mysterious light.

If you see clearly the person coming, you will clearly be the Taoist of the Three Pure Land, the Taoist of the Cunti and the Taoist of the Invisibility.

The five people were still a little confused because they suddenly changed the location. After seeing the figure in front of them, they immediately bowed and bowed: "I have seen the teacher."

After standing upright, Yu Guang glanced at Zhaoming and kept falling on him. He must have wanted to know what was going on with the dark golden clock at this moment.

Daozu did not tell the few people about the dark golden bell, but waved it casually and three flags appeared in his hands. It was the three five elements flags that had no master yet.

Among them, the Flame Flag Flag was only a fixed distance from Zhaoming at one point, but it was shocked by the dark golden bell that exuded its power. It actually forgot to grab the treasure, but now it has missed it.

"The Five-Term Flag is a divine object that determines the world. It has a great influence and cannot be held by one person anymore. It is also an opportunity to get one side of the Queen Mother of the Golden and the Patriarch of the Styx each. The remaining three sides will be left to you and wait for a few people."

While speaking, the Taoist ancestor handed over the Flame Flame Flag Flag to the Taiqing Taoist, the Qinglian Baose Flag to the Taoist Zhiyin, and the Wuji Xinghuang Flag to the Taoist Shangqing. In this way, each of the five flags had its own winners, and Zhaoming could only feel sorry for himself.

Goodbye Daozu waved his hand, and the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared in his hand.

The whisk shook and said to Taoist Taiqing: "This thing should not have appeared in the Fenbao Cliff. Since it appears, it is also an opportunity. You are the leader of the Three Pure Ones, so this thing will be left to you to keep. Remember not to do things that disrupt the principles of heaven and earth."

Taoist Taiqing took the Tai Chi Yin-Yang Diagram and bowed: "Disciple knows."

Although he had obtained such a treasure, Taoist Taiqing still had a expressionless face, as if he was a passerby.

They are all ruthless and desireless, and these two are like stinking. Zhaoming couldn't help but complain. After all, the Flame Flag Flag belonged to him, but now he has returned to Taoist Taiqing, and he is unhappy.

"The Fenbao Cliff has passed, and the preaching is over. You should do it yourself."

The Taoist ancestor was also straightforward. After saying this, he flicked it casually, but saw the mysterious light shattering, like the destruction of the stars in the universe, and everything disappeared.

Heaven outside the sky.

The Infinite Heavenly Venerable, who was like a porcupine, looked at the man wearing a black cloak and frowned. After a while, he asked in confusion: "Why should I release the Yellow River with Zhaoming's hand? If Hongjun doesn't seal it, it will be a big trouble."

The man in the black cloak smiled slightly: "I calculated tens of thousands of times and got such a result no matter what. Of course, there will be no mistakes. And this result is exactly the same as I thought."

"If the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born, if there was no magic weapon that was powerful enough to suppress the formation, the demon clan was no match at all."

"Is it just like that?" Wuliang Tianzun looked solemn.

The man in the black cloak shook his head: "Of course not, I also want to use this to know what Hongjun is like."

"You can take action without mercy to the Yellow River. It can be seen that anything that disrupts the principles of heaven and earth will be the target of his suppression, even if it is you, the so-called Taoist master."

"If I hadn't had a different method that could not be sensed by him, I'm afraid the first thing he did after he reunites was to attack me."

"I will stand opposite us one day, so I need to estimate his strength in advance."

"What's the result?" asked Wuliang Tianzun.

The man in the black cloak sighed slightly: "It only took two quarters of an hour to suppress the Yellow River, which is even more powerful than I expected. Although it is only the supreme realm, it can use the power of the Chaos Green Lotus. Even if I face it now, the loss is as high as 90%.

"Even if we win the game now, Hongjun will be an obstacle that must be dealt with, and we must prepare in advance."

After hearing what the man in the black cloak said, Wuliang Tianzun seemed extremely proud and grinned: "Do you have any ideas?"

The man in the black cloak frowned: "If you don't have the ability to take it, you can only take it with your wits. I'm afraid you will have to make a fuss on the so-called saint."

"That's it, I'll leave first!"

“Where to go?”
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