An Qisheng always acts like walking on thin ice and performs courageous and diligent things. When he is unknown, he can lie dormant in this body and polish his magical powers in peace and mind.

Once the concerns are gone, and then take action, there is no reservation at all.

This palm is still based on the five colors, which contains the summary of all his supernatural powers since his practice of Taoism, and it is the ultimate blow after his unity of supernatural powers.

Nantianmen, Fengdu City, Xianshutai, Divine Whip, Bagua Furnace...

In a trance, it was like a divine court pressing down.

Among them, hundreds of billions of gods and demons stomped their feet and roared, pushing all kinds of magical powers to bless them, crisscrossing and intertwining, like a formation driven by thousands of gods and demons!

It showed a terrifying power that could move everyone in the world.

"roar!"

All kinds of strange phenomena flowed from their fingers and palms, completely occupying all the time and space variables in this star sea formation. Even though the White Emperor's expression was shaken, he whistled to the sky.

There is even more incredible shock in it.

In the formation, he had been fighting with the Hongxuan Taoist for many days, and asked himself that he knew his strength.

In his previous opinion, although this Taoist Hongxuan is better than his current self, there is still a very long way to go compared to his peak self.

But at this moment, seeing the giant palm pressing down horizontally, even though I felt incredible, I had to admit that this palm had reached my peak infinitely.

It is even more irresistible to me now!

He also had to take action, and he could only win!

Rumble!

It was like a group of stars falling together, storming a craze of billions of voids, as if the sea magic power rolled down, and in an instant, everything had already submerged.

Click!

In just a moment, this star sea formation had broken.

The terrifying magical powers collided with tides spread through the gaps of the large array, spreading layer by layer in the space-time layer. Wherever they passed, all tangible and intangible things were smashed.

The aftermath continued, and a wisp flowed out of the interlayer of the void, soaring into the sky, and in an instant, tearing apart a sea of ​​clouds of 100,000 miles.

Many monks who stopped at the foot of Shouyang Mountain retreated one after another and looked up again, and were shocked.

I saw that above the sky, the sea of ​​clouds was clearly arranged on both sides, and a huge gap that was hundreds or thousands of miles wide started with Shouyang Mountain.

It spreads straight to the end that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

"That's the breath of Baidi..."

Zhulong looked at him from afar, looking suspicious, and could not stop an unknown ray of light rose in his heart.

He had a very shallow relationship with the White Emperor, but he had also seen the White Emperor take action, so he was naturally familiar with his magical powers.

But no matter how he sensed it, he could not detect where the aura was flowing out.

"The former has not caught up with him, and the latter has already surpassed me...I have been in my life."

In the collapsed and broken star sea formation, Baidi staggered and fell down, his hair covered his face with a mess and smiled, and his expression returned to silence:

"The gods patrol the sky, I am shepherd the gods, I have great magical powers and great courage. I am worthy of being a great hero who created the unified imperial dynasty of the human race..."

"Is your supernatural power famous?"

Bai Emperor lowered his eyes, and his majestic divine body was covered with cracks.

It was like the most exquisite porcelain in the world that was forcibly pieced together after being broken, and there seemed to be no flesh and blood in it, which looked shocking.

One blow is better than tens of millions of battles. That palm covers everything, destroying all his magical powers and destroying the origin of his body.

"This god is not that god, and the two are seemingly wrong and cannot be spoken in the same way."

In the ripples like a tide, An Qisheng slowly landed in front of Baidi, and the streaming light between his fingers and his voice floated together:

"May be the 'Premier of Gods'."

Since his first enlightenment in the world, and to this day, An Qisheng has practiced too many supernatural powers and Taoisms. At this moment, the king of this supernatural power has finally seen the outline.

"The Investiture of Gods."

Baidi chewed it over and over again, his expression was gloomy and his tone was complicated:

"Your sarcasm is better than the five-colored divine light and the universe in your sleeves, right? Perhaps, it is no less than the Buddha's Seven Treasures Magic..."

Gods and demons were born in heaven and were born for immortality. The power that is incomparable to mortals is just instinct for them.

The reason why all the powers that descendants imitate and seek to be called supernatural powers is essentially the awe and longing of acquired creatures for gods and demons.

But at this time, I was defeated, and my life was like a floating flower, and my cultivation was far less than my own.

Even if he doesn't accept it, he can't change this fact.

"Maybe."

An Qisheng stopped in the void and looked down at the cracked formation in a short while. He seemed to see the vast Sumeru Mountain outside the endless void.

In a vague way, he seemed to be able to detect a faint gaze, and seemed to be looking down at nothingness and looking at each other from afar.

"Everything is born with its own strengths and weaknesses. Although your life is as short as a mayfly, it also has the possibility of becoming an extraordinary person...

Unfortunately, they have long surpassed the gods and demons and have become another kind of indescribable and ignorant existence. You will eventually realize our despair."

As the breeze blows, Baidi's body falls like mud and sand, ripples pass by, and the divine body has dissipated in nothingness:

"Between life and death, I am waiting for you!"

As his voice drifted, Baidi finally opened his forehead and scattered his hair, and disappeared with the formation that had been trapped by him for many days.

An Qisheng didn't say a word, but just stood there for a long time before smiling thoughtfully, turning around and leaving the dimensional mezzanine.

......

call!

After a long time, a golden light burst out from nothingness, circled around here for a while, and finally landed on the land where the White Emperor died.

The golden light dissipated.

The middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and wearing a flat crown stepped out, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

Swallowing ~

The middle-aged man in the golden robe appeared for a long time, and a few more streams of light came from everywhere. I saw the middle-aged man from afar and fell down and turned into a human form.

"He died so easily?"

Like under the fiery red robe, a handsome young man was surprised and afraid: "What kind of Taoist Hongxuan, who actually has such strength? Let Baidi die so silently?"

"Maybe there is a fraud?"

An old man in black robe pinched the dust in the void, his eyes shaking, and he couldn't figure it out:

"Before the White Emperor became Taoism, even if he was broken by the God Emperor, his cultivation level was no longer diligent, but he was better than the four of us. How could he be..."

Baidi was the first emperor in ancient times.

Before Emperor Yan became a saint, he was granted the decree of the Heavenly Saint and commanded the gods, and was a well-deserved god emperor.

Even though he has been in the midst of many eras, his cultivation still steadily suppresses the four of them. Even though he has not returned for a long time, how can he die so easily?

The reason why the four of them pretended to die for many years and did not appear before them, and even watched him conquer the gods was not moved because of fear.

But now it seems that their many plans, with the silent fall of the White Emperor, were like a joke.

"The Taoist Hongxuan is suspected to be reincarnated in the past 'Bodhi', but that Bodhi does not have such a great evil spirit, murderous aura..."

A woman in blue shirt stood in the extreme of the void, her five fingers moved, and after a while, she still shook her head, her tone was shaking: "Maybe, is it really a fraud?"

"Baidi has always been arrogant and has not yet recovered his cultivation. He dares to travel in his true form. If he is killed by others, it may not be fake!"

The middle-aged man in the golden robe spoke like a golden iron clang: "The God Emperor has only one seat, and only one holy throne! It's good if he dies!"

In the void, four people were in the four corners, facing each other from afar, with a combination of breaths and guarding each other.

"Whether the holy throne mentioned by the God Emperor is true or false, my younger sister recommends that the three brothers not fight for it."

Emperor Cang glanced at the three people who were wary of each other and were even full of hostility, shook their heads and took a step back:

"As for the dispute between the God Emperor, I won't fight anymore."

"Um?"

Emperor Xuan swept his eyes coldly, and when he saw Emperor Cang wave his hand and retreat, he sneered: "Do you think we still have a way out at this time?"

Emperor Cang frowned.

"The throne of the god emperor is high and the throne is noble. For thousands of years, have those who have ever let go of the throne?"

Emperor Xuan's old face was full of indifference: "How can the death of Emperor Bai be without cause? Although he is crazy, he is not stupid. He must be a temptation to be able to be born before his cultivation level is restored."

At this point, there is no need to say much.

Several people looked at each other and their hearts were filled with depression.

"The road is difficult, what can I do if I do."
To be continued...